"Is there anyone surnamed Han in shunchen city?" Cheng Yanmo has been to shunchen city several times, but he has never heard of any famous people surnamed Han in shunchen city.

Special assistant had already investigated Han Zhan. He looked down and said: "Han Zhan, I have checked, his family background is very ordinary. His parents died early, and he grew up with his grandfather."

"Grandfather..." Cheng inkstone asked special help: "did you check his grandfather?"

"No, I heard it was an old farmer growing crops, so I didn't check it."

Cheng Yanmo always thinks that this is full of strange things. A farmer, alone cultivated an unfathomable Han Zhan?

Does that sound like a word?

"Mr. Cheng, are you going back to your old house or to your residence tonight?" The driver asked Cheng Yanmo.

Thinking that song porcelain is going to get married tomorrow, he is worried that his younger brother can't bear to be lonely and wants to make a whole moth. Cheng Yanmo, who had planned to go back to live alone, suddenly changed his mind. "Back to my old house."

He had to stare at Cheng Ziang for fear that he would make trouble.

Back at his old house, Cheng Yanmo gets out of the car. When he is ready to enter the house, he notices that the lamp of the villa at the end of the road is on. He called out the housekeeper and asked him, "is the master over there in the mid mountain villa back?"

Cheng Yanmo has long heard that the Banshan villa is the residence of old general Han. However, the old general returned to shun Chen's hometown and rarely came back.

The housekeeper looked at the lighted villa in the middle of the mountain. He said, "yes, sir. It seems that he came back this afternoon."

Cheng Yanmo asked the housekeeper, "where is Zi Ang?"

"The second young master is at home."

"Watch him. Tonight and tomorrow, he is not allowed to go out without my permission." With that, Cheng Yanmo took away the windbreaker jacket from the housekeeper's hand, put it on and walked to the villa in the middle of the mountain alone.

Banshan villa has been built for some years. The red wall is covered with moss and surrounded by green trees. It is simple and mysterious. Cheng Yanmo approached the villa and saw an old man walking in the corridor on the first floor.

Cheng Yanmo deliberately makes a move.

The old man, with a sprinkling pot in his hand, looked back at Cheng Yanmo. Seeing Cheng inkstone, Han Aoyu thought about it and said, "is it the little grandson of the Cheng family?"

Seeing that the old man guessed his identity, Cheng Yanmo nodded his head and called out: "good evening, son Cheng Ziang. Just after work, I'll see the light here

Staring at the old man's strong body, Cheng Yanmo said again: "the old man's body is still very strong. I wonder if the boy has that blessing on your centenary birthday, and go to ask for a cup of wine from the old man's birthday?"

Cheng Yanmo just doesn't like to talk, which doesn't mean he doesn't speak. Facing the powerful old man, Cheng Yanmo can also say a stone is a diamond.

After hearing this, Han Aoyu beamed and said, "I'll see you last time. You're still a kid playing with yo yo. In a flash, you're so big. Your grandfather can't match this flattering skill!"

Cheng Yanmo just smiles.

"Sit and stand for what!"

Cheng Yanmo just sat down. Staring at the black pine in front of the old man, Cheng inkstone asked, "is the black pine brought from my hometown?" The potted Pinus thunbergii, which can let the old man go everywhere, must be of great significance to him.

"It was planted before my wife passed away. I usually carry it with me and feel at ease," Han said

"The old man treats the old lady sincerely, which makes the boy admire and envy." If he had heard these words before, Cheng Yanmo might have admired them, but he would not have felt anything else. But today, hearing this, Cheng Yanmo felt a little sad when he thought of how happy it was to be able to grow old together with a loved one.

How can a young girl be so unfortunate?

"What's the matter? When you get married later, you'll understand." Han Aoyu looked at Cheng inkstone and thought of his grandson Han Zhan. He couldn't help but sigh: "I also have a grandson. You may not remember. When you were young, he used his bicycle to drive you."

Pointing to the river at the foot of the mountain, Han Aoyu said, "in the past, that area was wasteland, and the river was full of fish and shrimp. My grandson PI, put you by the river, and he went down to fish by himself. As a result, you fell into a ditch and almost drowned. He rescued you, but he didn't dare to tell his family, for fear of being scolded, so he took you to the street to buy a suit of clothes and put them on

"As a result, when you go home, you have a cold, a fever in the evening and a disease. After that, your grandfather won't allow you to play with my grandson. You may not remember any of these things. "

Cheng Yanmo really can't remember this, but when his grandfather was still alive, he told him that there was a child in the family half way up the mountain. He was very skinny, and he kept saying that he didn't know what the fat boy was doing when he grew up.

Cheng Yanmo asked Han Aoyu, "what is he doing now?"

"I'm in business, just like you."

Cheng Yanmo wanted to get to know the noble son of the Han family and said, "Oh? I don't know his name. Maybe I know him

Han Aoyu just said: "it's called Han..." thinking of his grandson's low-key personality, Han Aoyu stopped his voice in time. "Ho! It's not worth mentioning. It's not as good as youHan Aoyu put down his sprinkling bottle, looked at the clock and said, "it's getting late. I have to rest. I can't delay tomorrow's business."

Cheng Yanmo immediately got up and said goodbye to master Han: "good night to the old man. I won't disturb you. I'll visit again some other day."

"OK, I'll stay for a long time when I come back. If you have time, come to my house and sit down more. My cooking tastes good. I'll fry fish for you." All the farm work at home is finished. It's time to plant potatoes in the twelfth lunar month. It's OK to go back. Fortunately, Han Aoyu lived here for a few months.

Cheng said he was looking forward to it.

After he left, Han Aoyu asked Zhong Buhui to close the door and went back to his room to have a rest.

Cheng Yanmo comes home and tells the housekeeper about the old man on the mountain, "does the old man have a grandson?" Cheng Yanmo asked the housekeeper, "when I was a child, I went to the river with his grandson to touch fish?"

The housekeeper frowned when the young master mentioned it.

He said: "the grandson of that family is very skinny. When he was a child, he always took the eldest young master to do some dangerous things. He once took you to the river to fish, but as a result, you rolled into the river. Even if he didn't bring you back, he even took you to the street to buy clothes for fear of being scolded. He thought that if you came back in dry clothes, you would not be found... "

the housekeeper shook his head and sighed:" it's too skinny. I don't know what he's going to do now. However, the grandson of the old man is not something in the pool. "

Cheng Yanmo asked him, "the old man said that his grandson is also in business. Maybe I met him in a business place. Do you remember the name of the child

"It's called Zhanzhan. Everyone shouts Zhanzhan and Zhanzhan, but they don't know what the full name is."

"Zhanzhan?" Cheng Yanmo's tone is startled and suspicious.

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