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Chapter six hundred and thirty-ninth elegant and peerless characters

One day later, in a small village at the junction of Beijing and Hebei, a BMW with a Tangshan license plate drove into a field near the village.

"Bang, bang" the BMW stopped next to a field. Xiang Que and Chen Xia got down and leaned on the car. In the field opposite, an elderly man was busy working alone.

"Without him, there would be no you?" Chen Xia was wearing a very ordinary plaid shirt and jeans, no makeup, and her dress was simple and light, simple but not simple.

Xiangdian took a cigarette, thought about it and said a little uncertainly: "In general, it can be said like this, but who knows if there is a dead old man who is doing something behind the scenes?"

After Xiang Que woke up, his thoughts were somewhat clarified. He always felt that there should be the shadow of Gujing Guan behind what happened after entering Beijing, but he really couldn't understand how Gujing Guan led him one by one.

Going down.

After smoking a cigarette, Xiang Que waved his hand towards the field and called out: "Grandpa"

"Huh!" Old Cao Tou looked back and was a little stunned when he heard someone greeting him from behind.

Xiang Que raised his head and said with a smile: "Grandpa, it's me."

Old Cao Tou put down the hoe in his hand and came to the horizon. He stared dimly for a long time before he stretched out his finger and asked, "Cao An?"

"Grandpa, it's me." Xiang Que suddenly opened his hands and hugged Lao Cao, then turned around and pulled Chen Xia to his knees with a "pop" and kowtowed respectfully.

"Oh, look, what are you doing, kid?" Old Cao Tou helped the two of them up in embarrassment. After looking at Xiang Que carefully, he asked, "Cao An, what are you..."

It’s good”

"Fortunately, I saw a doctor in the capital..." Xiang Que mumbled to explain his problem. Old Cao Tou glanced at Chen Xia again and asked in surprise: "Your little girlfriend?"

"

Xiang Que bared his teeth and smiled and said, "You can also call her grandson's wife."

A few hours later in the capital, on the way to Tsinghua University, Old Cao was pulled directly into the car by Xiang Que and brought over.

After arriving at Ma'an Village, Xiang Que lied to Old Man Cao and told Mr. Cao that Cao Haoran missed him very much and asked him to come and pick you up. Mr. Cao didn't want to say that the capital and Ma'an Village were very close at first and wanted to meet him.

It's quite easy on the one hand. I'll talk about it later when I have time. If he leaves, there will be no one to do so much work in the fields. But Xiang Queyi said that after Cao Haoran left home, people who got angry all lost weight and didn't want to eat or drink.

After that, Old Cao Tou was no longer calm.

On Tsinghua campus, staff dormitories.

When the BMW drove downstairs, Cao Haoran was sitting on the steps downstairs with a sad look on his face. He looked really thin. Next to him sat Han Shuhua, holding his cheek with his hand and talking to Cao Haoran.

"Brother An, where have you been? No one has believed you for a few days. Hey, if you said his brain is not normal, can someone snatch it away? Then..."

Cao Haoran asked blankly: "What happened next?"

Han Shuhua rolled his eyes at him and said: "It was said in the news that there is a gang that targets dementia and fools. They kidnap people and then kill them. They sell their organs and buy whatever is valuable on their bodies. Then they go wherever they want.

Just bury it.”

Cao Haoran broke out in cold sweat on his head and asked: "Does it have to be so miserable?"

"There are better consequences than this, such as breaking Cao An's arms and legs, and then throwing him to the street to beg."

"Oh, don't be so scary here." Cao Haoran said speechlessly: "He just left with an old man in the school. Yesterday I went to inquire about it. The old man said he didn't know where he went, but he must have gone.

It’s okay, I’ll be back in a few days.”

"Creak" A BMW parked outside the staff dormitory building. Old Cao opened the door and walked out. Xiang Que patted Chen Xia's arm and said, "Get out of the car and chat with their family. I'll go out for a while."

Just come back”

"Well, hurry up." Chen Xia and Lao Cao got out of the BMW. Cao Haoran suddenly looked at the two people and the car that had already driven far away with a confused look on his face.

"Grandpa...Grandpa?" Cao Haoran bounced up like a spring, pointed at Chen Xia with his mouth open and said: "No, Grandpa, what are you doing..."

·Fetch it out of the river again and take a look?"

"Don't talk nonsense, that's your Brother An's wife." Old Man Cao glared at him.

Chen Xia smiled and said softly: "Are you Cao Haoran? I am Xiang Que's friend, which is what you call Cao An."

Han Shuhua blinked, glanced down at himself and said with a curled mouth: "If you take out Tsinghua's campus beauty, it would be too worthless."

The driver didn't go far with Xiang Que. Ten minutes later, the BMW stopped in front of a small courtyard deep in Tsinghua University.

Xiang Que got out of the car and pushed open the courtyard door with his hands behind his back. Inside, the old man from before was dozing off in a rocking chair with his eyes closed to relax.

Xiang Que casually moved a chair and sat across from him. The old man closed his eyes and said, "You're back?"

"Well, I'm back." Xiang Dian nodded and nodded.

The old man opened his eyes, glanced at him sideways and said, "I don't want to say thank you either."

Xiang Que bared his teeth and smiled and said: "You must be closely related to our views on ancient and modern times. Do I need to thank you? Isn't it too unreasonable?"

The old man pointed his finger at him and said: "It is a virtue to be shameless with your master. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have stayed in the capital for decades."

Xiang Que leaned forward and asked softly: "Then who are you and my master..."

"After 1949, he planned to leave after handling the National Games, but after he left, he needed someone to stay in the capital, so he invited me out."

"What do you call me?" Xiang Que asked with interest.

The old man glanced at him and said, "My surname is Wang, and I have lived in Lingnan."

"Haha, I heard that there is a very big man in Lingnan named Wang Chaotian..."

"I'm just not talented." The old man nodded lightly and said.

The fact that the Lingnan Dynasty Tian family can compete with Yang Gong's Feng Shui in the south and the north is actually all supported by Wang Dynasty's own efforts. Unlike Yang Gong's Feng Shui, which was passed down from Yang Junsong, the Lingnan Wang family actually has less background.

It's very pitiful that Wang Chaotian's generation can only be passed down to two generations.

Therefore, outsiders describe Wang Chaotian as the most outstanding figure in Feng Shui, who has been the best for hundreds of years. Even Mr. Yang has to admit this.

It's been so many years, but Wang Chaotian has never shown his face and gradually disappeared from the public. However, no one would have thought that Wang Chaotian, who had disappeared for decades, would actually be in charge of the National Games in the capital.

"I and Fatty Wang are brothers, so don't I have to teach you how to call me grandpa?" Xiang Que licked his face and said with a smile.


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