Since Zhong Wenxing said this, Jiang Zhihao did not force himself and just said: "Then if anything happens, please call me again."
"What's the big deal? Kyoto is no different from my own home." Zhong Wenxing said.
Jiang Zhihao didn't say anything more, got into Lu Tiande's car and left.
Zhong Wenxing waited on the roadside for a full hour, but no one came to pick him up.
He finally lost his temper and called the relative: "Awei, what's going on with you? It's been an hour since I landed and I haven't seen anyone."
A middle-aged man's voice came from the phone: "Hey, look how I forgot about you because I'm so busy. What, I'm busy right now. Otherwise, just take a taxi and I'll give it to you.
Send me your location."
Zhong Wenxing was unhappy, but he had come all the way to burn paper, so that was all he could do.
There were a lot of people taking taxis on the roadside, and Zhong Wenxing didn't have the courage to fight with them. After waiting for a long time, he finally got into a taxi.
When we arrived at the place, it was already two hours later.
This distant relative's name was Xu Tongwei, and he and Zhong Wenxing were born to the same grandfather. However, Xu Tongwei's father, Xu Ziqiang, worked in Kyoto in the early years, and later opened a breakfast shop. Over time, he made some money, so he never went back.
Nowadays, the young third generation, born and raised in Kyoto, has had little contact with their hometown.
This time it was Xu Ziqiang who passed away. In terms of seniority, he was Zhong Wenxing’s uncle, so he went so far to burn paper.
The house that the Zhong family lives in is not particularly good, it is an old-fashioned six-story building and does not even have an elevator.
But although it is an old and small town, it is close to the city center after all, and is located on the edge of the Second Ring Road.
Don't look at such a house with less than 100 square meters, but now the price has already exceeded 10 million.
When Zhong Wenxing arrived, he saw a bunch of people sitting at the door chatting and playing cards, including his cousin Xu Tongwei.
His father passed away, but there was not much sadness on his face. Instead, he was very happy because he had a good hand.
Seeing this scene, Zhong Wenxing was immediately unhappy.
He had been irritated after waiting for the bus for so long. Now he saw Xu Tongwei playing cards here without picking him up. He couldn't help but walked forward with a sullen face and said: "Awei, you are really busy."
Xu Tongwei looked up and saw him, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. The person next to him asked: "Who is this?"
Xu Tongwei quickly introduced: "This is my cousin Zhong Wenxing, who comes from Rongcheng."
"Rongcheng? Never heard of it," said the card player.
Although he didn't show it too obviously, Zhong Wenxing could still hear the contempt in his tone.
Xu Tongwei saw that his face was not good-looking, and he quickly said: "What? I wanted to pick you up originally, but there happened to be a lot of things going on at that time, so I didn't have time."
Just as he was talking, a car stopped nearby, and three young men and women got out of the car. They shouted from afar: "Dad, come and get it for me, I'm exhausted!"
Zhong Wenxing turned around and saw a few people walking over carrying large and small bags. The plastic bags were filled with food, drink, clothes and other items.
The woman who was about the same age as Zhong Jiawei said: "Qiqi is really good at shopping. She can go shopping for hours and it makes me exhausted." The woman said.