3670. Wu Jiang: Waiting for Someone to Find Someone 3
The number of times Wujiang has taken vacations can be counted on one hand.
"Yes, Mr. Li, I want to take a vacation."
Li Juefeng didn't have any embarrassment, and he didn't even have any objections to the deadline for a few days of vacation. He was exiled as if he was exiled...
Walking out of the E.S Group Building, the road was bustling with traffic and people coming and going.
Wujiang faced the same problem again.
unknown direction.
He went to the cemetery. During the day, the cemetery was quiet and peaceful. His high black leather boots stepped on the grass on the ground and stopped at a tombstone.
There are weeds crawling on the tombstone, and no one has cleaned it for some time.
On the tombstone is a photo of an old man, and even the photo is gray.
his father.
Because of his escape back then, he never even saw his father for the last time.
Putting a bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone, Wu Jiang stretched out his hand to remove the weeds one by one and threw them aside.
"Young Master...are you the Young Master?"
A shocked voice came from the side.
Wu Jiang turned his head and saw an old man in his seventies standing there with a cane, looking at him in shock.
Behind the old man were a group of children supporting him, including small children.
It looks like several generations live together.
This is true blessing.
"Who are you?"
Wu Jiang looked at the old man warily, taking stock of his clothes and gestures.
He has been with Li Juefeng for many years and is absolutely alert to any strangers or things.
"Young Master, I am the servant serving Master Wen, do you remember?" The old man was also looking at him, probably feeling that he looked more and more like him, and his deep-set eyes couldn't help but light up.
The servants who serve...
"Are you Qinglao?"
Wu Jiang was startled for a moment. More than ten years later, Qing Lao was already so old, and he failed to recognize him.
"Yes...cough, cough."
The old man got excited and quickly directed the group of children around him, "Why don't you call me young master?"
"Young Master."
A group of people did not dare to be suspicious and bowed respectfully to Wu Jiang.
"The Wen family is gone, and I am not a young master." Wu Jiang said, he was used to bowing to others.
"Master has been waiting for you to come back...sigh."
The young man could not even walk steadily, but he insisted on kneeling down in front of the tombstone tremblingly, kowtowed for three long hours, sighed and said to the photo on the tombstone, "After the master passed away, I also went abroad with my children.
When I return to China this time, I must come and see the master..."
Wu Jiang stood quietly aside.
Looking at the children and grandchildren behind the young and old, I suddenly thought of my father's command: having more children is a blessing.
Destiny is different.
If the instructions were true, my father would not even have the photo on the tombstone covered with a layer of dust.
The Wen family ended up at the hands of their three brothers and sisters.
…
On the way back, Wu Jiang said, "Qing Lao knows where Wenchi ran away and went?"
"That scum of the Wen family..." Qinglao was so angry that he hit the ground with his cane, "He wanted to swallow up the Wen family's property, and he provoked Li Juefeng, causing the Wen family to be completely harvested by the Li family, and he didn't give you anything.
Stay! Damn it!"
Obviously, the information Qing Lao received was not accurate.
I don't know how I would feel if I knew that Wu Jiang was still working for Li Juefeng.
Along the way, Qinglao scolded Wenchi for a long time, and his expression changed again and again, which made his children very worried.
Wu Jiang just listened quietly.
…
After saying goodbye to Qing Lao, Wu Jiang walked in the opposite direction. One of Qing Lao's sons caught up with him and stopped talking, "Young Master, there is something I don't know whether I should say." Wu Jiang could count the number of vacations he had taken on one hand.
Gotta come over.
"Yes, Mr. Li, I want to take a vacation."
Li Juefeng didn't have any embarrassment, and he didn't even have any objections to the deadline for a few days of vacation. He was exiled as if he was exiled...
Walking out of the E.S Group Building, the road was bustling with traffic and people coming and going.
Wujiang faced the same problem again.
unknown direction.
He went to the cemetery. During the day, the cemetery was quiet and peaceful. His high black leather boots stepped on the grass on the ground and stopped at a tombstone.
There are weeds crawling on the tombstone, and no one has cleaned it for some time.
On the tombstone is a photo of an old man, and even the photo is gray.
his father.
Because of his escape back then, he never even saw his father for the last time.
Putting a bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone, Wu Jiang stretched out his hand to remove the weeds one by one and threw them aside.
"Young Master...are you the Young Master?"
A shocked voice came from the side.
Wu Jiang turned his head and saw an old man in his seventies standing there with a cane, looking at him in shock.
Behind the old man were a group of children supporting him, including small children.
It looks like several generations live together.
This is true blessing.
"Who are you?"
Wu Jiang looked at the old man warily, taking stock of his clothes and gestures.
He has been with Li Juefeng for many years and is absolutely alert to any strangers or things.
"Young Master, I am the servant serving Master Wen, do you remember?" The old man was also looking at him, probably feeling that he looked more and more like him, and his deep-set eyes couldn't help but light up.
The servants who serve...
"Are you Qinglao?"
Wu Jiang was startled for a moment. More than ten years later, Qing Lao was already so old, and he failed to recognize him.
"Yes...cough, cough."
The old man got excited and quickly directed the group of children around him, "Why don't you call me young master?"
"Young Master."
A group of people did not dare to be suspicious and bowed respectfully to Wu Jiang.
"The Wen family is gone, and I am not a young master." Wu Jiang said, he was used to bowing to others.
"Master has been waiting for you to come back...sigh."
The young man could not even walk steadily, but he insisted on kneeling down in front of the tombstone tremblingly, kowtowed for three long hours, sighed and said to the photo on the tombstone, "After the master passed away, I also went abroad with my children.
When I return to China this time, I must come and see the master..."
Wu Jiang stood quietly aside.
Looking at the children and grandchildren behind the young and old, I suddenly thought of my father's command: having more children is a blessing.
Destiny is different.
If the instructions were true, my father would not even have the photo on the tombstone covered with a layer of dust.
The Wen family ended up at the hands of their three brothers and sisters.
…
On the way back, Wu Jiang said, "Qing Lao knows where Wenchi ran away and went?"
"That scum of the Wen family..." Qinglao was so angry that he hit the ground with his cane, "He wanted to swallow up the Wen family's property, and he provoked Li Juefeng, causing the Wen family to be completely harvested by the Li family, and he didn't give you anything.
Stay! Damn it!"
Obviously, the information Qing Lao received was not accurate.
I don't know how I would feel if I knew that Wu Jiang was still working for Li Juefeng.
Along the way, Qinglao scolded Wenchi for a long time, and his expression changed again and again, which made his children very worried.
Wu Jiang just listened quietly.
…
After saying goodbye to Qing Lao, Wu Jiang walked in the opposite direction. One of Qing Lao's sons caught up with him and stopped talking, "Young Master, there is something I don't know whether I should say."