The car drove into the tree-lined path, and the breeze blew in through the car window, breaking into Lu Shanmin's open shirt collar, and it was a little cold that was out of place.

Tall Metasequoia and Ginkgo are lined with trees, with no pedestrians on the road and few vehicles are seen.

It is very quiet, so quiet that it is not like it is in Tianjing.

High and low, staggered trees, sometimes low red walls and gray tiles flash.

It is not as grand as it is even a bit old, but it is solemn and solemn, full of the heaviness of the times.

The car was slightly bumpy on the stone road, and I wonder where Wei Wuxian got the Popashat made a squeaking sound.

The ancient trees are lush, and the clear silk is elegant and quiet.

This place is very different from what Lu Shanmin imagined.

Wei Wuxian said that this is the legendary courtyard. Although it is all old buildings from the last century, it is definitely not something that can be lived in with money. Perhaps people who walk out from here may not be very rich, but outside.

You can definitely despise those so-called rich people.

Most of the descendants of the Wang family, including Wang Yuankai, have moved out long ago. After Mr. Wang passed away, only Wang Yuankai's parents are still living here.

Lu Shanmin had already seen that apart from seeing a few military uniforms, there were almost no pedestrians along the way. This kind of old yard is probably where older generations of big people lived. Now more of them are here.

A symbolic meaning.

After getting off the car and coming to Wang Yuankai's door, Lu Shanmin realized why Wei Wuxian wanted them to wear it with a low profile.

The quaint and old door lintel has clean steps, but old, and there are many round gaps on it.

The door is made of wood, with the red paint on it mottled, with obvious signs of falling off and repair. The bright red ones should have been repaired in recent years, and the dark red ones are from the paint from many years ago.

Wang Yuankai was standing at the door with a smile, wearing a much simpler dress than when he was in Yipin Pavilion. He had a white shirt, black trousers, and very ordinary pointed leather shoes. If he hadn't his temperament was a little different, he would look like a little white collar in an office building.

No difference.

Wang Yuankai came up, gave Lu Shanmin a big hug, and patted Wei Wuxian on the shoulder.

"Welcome to the humble house"!

"Thank you"! Lu Shanmin sincerely thanked him.

Wang Yuankai was not polite and took Lu Shanmin's hand and walked in.

The yard is not big, about forty or fifty square meters, and a tall and tall ginkgo tree is planted inside, surrounded by flowers and plants. On both sides are two small wing rooms. The main hall is slightly larger, but not much larger.

"There were two other families living in the wing rooms on both sides. Later, my grandfather moved out and bought it."

Lu Shanmin looked around while walking. Wang Yuan's home was far behind his imagination. This small courtyard was actually not as big as his home in Mazui Village. It might just happen to be where the old sage and the little girl lived.

The little girl originally came with great curiosity. She thought that a family like the Wang family, which had once produced great figures, should be luxurious and generous, but she didn't expect that she looked like this, so she couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"It's too small. Any family in Mazui Village is bigger than yours."

Lu Shanmin glared at the little girl, who stuck out his tongue, shrugged his shoulders, turned his head to the other side, and whispered: "It was."

"Brother Wang, little girl has a straightforward personality, don't take it to heart."

Wang Yuan smiled and said, "The little girl's character is very suitable for me. If you want to take it to heart, it will be even more popular."

"Brother Yuan Kai, you can't do this." Wei Wuxian was a little anxious and angry.

Wang Yuankai ignored Wei Wuxian and continued, "It's much better now. I remember when I was very young, there was no separation at that time. The family was old and young, men and women, big and small, and I had several.

I always slept on the ground in the past year.”

"Ah"? "No, isn't your grandfather a general? How could he be so poor?" The little girl was stunned in surprise.

Wang Yuankai laughed again, "That's right, it's really poor, I can't imagine it." He said and pointed at Wei Wuxian, "It's incomparable to their family. Our family is a proletariat, and their family is a bourgeoisie."

When I walked into the main hall, I saw a little modern atmosphere, including TV, sofa and air conditioning, but it was just the ordinary configuration of an ordinary family, and there was no difference.

There are different places when it comes to different things. There are pictures of the leader hanging in the center of the main hall, and there are many military medals placed in glass boxes below, as well as many yellowed military medal certificates.

There is also a large photo frame on the left wall, inside which is a black and white photo of an old man. The old man has white face and wrinkles on his face, but his eyes are embarrassing and enchanting, and his white hair is like a strong iron bone, full of

strength.

Lu Shanmin stared at the old man in a daze, and a kind of admiration came from the bottom of his heart.

"This is my grandfather." Wang Yuankai stood beside Lu Shanmin and said to the photo: "The old man joined the army at the age of fifteen. He climbed over the snow-capped mountains and the grass, and traveled across most of China. He has experienced hundreds of battles in his own hands.

He killed one hundred and one Japanese devil. In the past, he always liked to tell me about his heroic deeds before."

He smiled bitterly, "As soon as he talks, he keeps talking, his ears sound callous. I often think he is nagging, and I hide from him every time. Now I have no chance to listen to him nagging."

Lu Shanmin bowed to the old man, "The old man is the real hero."

Wang Yuankai patted Lu Shanmin on the shoulder and asked the three of them to sit down.

"If the old man is still alive, he will definitely like you very much."

As he said that, he shouted inside, "Mom, the mountain people are here."

Zheng Xiu quickly walked out of the kitchen, holding a plate of cut fruit in her hand, wearing ordinary home clothes, and a white apron around her waist, which was simpler than when she met him at Tiandu Hotel last time.

There are a lot of them, it seems that she was dressed up carefully the last time.

"Welcome, the family is a little small, please don't mind too much." Zheng Xiu came out to greet him enthusiastically.

"Aunt Zheng, please be polite." Lu Shanmin quickly got up and took the plate.

"Wuxian is here too. You haven't been to our house in a long time."

"Aunt Zheng is still so beautiful." Wei Wuxian laughed.

"Your mouth is still so sweet."

Zheng Xiu held the little girl's hand and said, "What a beautiful little girl."

"I am the most beautiful girl in our village." The little girl said proudly, modestly.

"It's a good personality, it's such a rare good girl."

The little girl's face was full of sweet smile, "Auntie, you have such a good look."

Everyone laughed.
Chapter completed!