At dusk, Chen Yang came to the southern suburbs of Anhai City according to the address written by his master, and saw the villas at the foot of Qiyang Mountain not far away. He took a long breath, rubbed his painful eyes and quickened his pace, following the
The clean tree-lined road leads forward.
In about ten minutes, he arrived at the door of the European-style villa No. 3. When he saw that the door was closed, he pushed hard.
"Hey, what are you doing? This is an electric door. You can't afford to pay if it breaks."
At this time, a middle-aged man who looked like a butler came to the door and looked up and down at Chen Yang, who was wearing simple clothes and carrying a black nylon bag, and shouted.
"I, I'm looking for Grandpa Zeng, please open the door and let me in."
Chen Yang stood up straight and looked at the middle-aged man with a simple and honest smile.
"Who are you? How could my grandfather know you, a country bumpkin? Come on, don't get my eyes dirty."
At this time, a beautiful girl in a white dress came over and waved her hand at Chen Yang with disdain.
When Chen Yang heard the girl's unfriendly voice at the door, he cast his sharp eyes on her and was slightly startled. He saw that the girl had bright eyes, white teeth, delicate facial features, and a tall figure, making her a perfect little beauty.
"Hello, miss."
The middle-aged man saw the girl in the white dress and said hello respectfully.
"Yeah. Get rid of this beggar immediately, and save your eyes when the distinguished guest comes."
Zeng Wuya looked at the disgraced Chen Yang with an indifferent expression and said impatiently.
"Let's go, do you hear me? There is no Grandpa Zeng you are looking for here."
The middle-aged man had a dark face and shouted loudly to drive away the plainly dressed Chen Yang.
"Is this..."
Faced with their cynicism, Chen Yang ignored them, but took out a crumpled yellow note from his trouser pocket, opened it, and looked at the address carefully to make sure it was correct.
"Didi..."
A black Audi A6 beeped twice, the electric door slowly opened, and the vehicle slowly drove in.
"Chief, please slow down."
When the middle-aged man saw the car stop, he immediately walked over and opened the door with a humble expression.
"Well, has the noble man arrived?"
General Zeng Qingfeng got out of the car and raised his head to look at the crimson sunset in the distance, frowning and asked.
Although Zeng Qingfeng is sixty-five years old, he looks full of energy and has bright eyes, not at all like an old man in his sixties.
"Not here, Chief..."
Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, he heard a "bang bang" banging on the door from outside.
"Grandpa Zeng, are you Grandpa Zeng? I am Chen Yang..."
Chen Yang saw a burly old man with gray hair getting out of the car, tapping the electric door and asking loudly.
"Go, go, you are not here..."
Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, he was shouted at by Zeng Qingfeng.
"Open the door quickly! This Chen Yang is what I call a distinguished guest."
Zeng Qingfeng turned around and scolded the middle-aged man, then walked quickly to the door, looked at Chen Yang up and down and said in surprise: "I haven't seen you in more than ten years. You have grown so tall. I remember you gave me a gift ten years ago."
When I took the medicine, you only reached my waist."
While speaking, Zeng Qingfeng also made a comparison with his hands.
"Grandpa Zeng, you still have the same style as you did when I saw you ten years ago."
Chen Yang saw the electric door slowly opening, picked up the nylon bag and hurried in.
At this time, the mouth of the nylon bag became loose, and an old hen stuck out its head and made a sound of "clack, clack".
At this moment, Zeng Wuya and two girls of similar age came out eating ice cream. When they saw Chen Yang entering the yard, their pretty face turned cold and they shouted sternly: "Bumpkin, why did you break in? Get out!"
"Why did you bring chicken? It stinks so much."
Another girl with short hair pointed at the nylon bag in Chen Yang's hand and backed away in surprise.
"Wuya, Siya, you are so cultivated that you are talking nonsense. Xiaoyangzi is the distinguished guest I am talking about today."
Seeing that his two granddaughters were not polite, Zeng Qingfeng scolded him, then turned to look at Chen Yang and said politely: "Xiao Yangzi, come into the house with me."
"What? He is an honored guest? How can a country bumpkin become your honored guest? He smells bad, even my little Didi (Teddy) is cleaner than him."
Zeng Wuya's pretty face turned cold and she curled her lips and said disdainfully.
"Hey, Grandpa Zeng, Master knows that you like to eat pheasants, so he asked me to bring back two of them, as well as some wild mushrooms."
Chen Yang said, shaking the nylon bag in his hand and grinning.
Now that he knew that the plainly dressed man was a distinguished guest, the middle-aged man did not dare to neglect him and walked a few steps quickly to take the nylon bag from Chen Yang.
"Oh, great……"
Zeng Qingfeng laughed, and the two of them walked into the spacious and bright living room with simple and elegant decoration while chatting.
Because the living room was so bright and spotless, Chen Yang was a little cautious when he walked into the living room. He looked down at the black cloth shoes on his feet and found that two toes were exposed. He looked embarrassed and didn't know where to put his hands.
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"Xiaoyangzi, sit down."
Zeng Qingfeng saw Chen Yang's embarrassed expression, smiled kindly and pointed to the sofa behind him.
"Hey, wait a minute, Uncle Qiang, bring the blanket used by Little Didi and spread it on the sofa for him to sit on."
When Zeng Wuya saw Chen Yanggang about to sit down, he immediately turned back and said to the middle-aged man.
Chen Yang frowned when he heard these words, and his face became gloomy. What kind of tutoring does this girl have? How come she doesn't know how to respect others? No matter how shabby and shabby my clothes are, you can't give me a blanket for a dog.
Shall I use it?
"Playing the piano randomly! You are so rude, I think you are all spoiled by your parents."
When Zeng Qingfeng saw Chen Yang's ugly face, he immediately darkened his face and scolded Zeng Wuya who was spitting out his sweet tongue. Then he turned to Chen Yang and smiled kindly and said: "Sit down, Xiao Yangzi, don't mind.
, my granddaughters have all been spoiled by his parents."
"Grandpa Zeng, it's okay, it's okay." Chen Yang smiled faintly, took out a fist-sized gourd from his trouser pocket and walked over and said, "This is the Gu Yuan Health Pill that Master just made. It's still one pill a day. You can take it on time.
.Also, this is what you promised at that time..."
"well……"
Zeng Qingfeng took the gourd containing the elixir, and when he saw Chen Yang handing over a note, he frowned and took it, took a look at it, then relaxed his brows and smiled.
At this time, the three sisters of the Zeng family who were standing aside saw their grandfather smiling when he saw the note, so they curiously walked behind him and leaned down to take a look. Although it was only a short twenty or thirty words, the amount of information was astonishing.
I saw it written: On the day when Wu Daozi's disciple Yangzi came down from the mountain, I betrothed one of my granddaughters to his disciple, and the signature was - Zeng Qingfeng.
"Ah, ah..."
When the three Zeng sisters saw the powerful words on the note, they opened their mouths in surprise and almost dropped the ice cream in their hands to the floor.
"Grandpa, is this written by you yourself?"
Si Ya frowned and looked at the kind grandfather with a puzzled face and asked.
"Sister Siya, how is it possible? Is your question too retarded? Why would grandpa marry us off to a bumpkin from the mountains?"
Zeng Wuya glanced at Chen Yang who was holding the coffee with a look of disdain and said.
"Grandpa, our Zeng family is a famous family. Why do you want your granddaughter to marry a bumpkin from the mountains?"
Sanya pushed up her glasses and said with her big dark eyes flashing.
Zeng Qingfeng smiled faintly and did not answer the three granddaughters' questions, and then turned his admiring eyes to Chen Yang.
"Xiao Yangzi, are you twenty-one years old this year?" Zeng Qingfeng paused here, tapping the armrest of the sofa gently with his index finger. When Chen Yang nodded, he said again: "Xiao Yangzi, Da Yaer
I am already married, and there are three girls in the family who are similar to you in age. Which girl you like can be chosen."
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