After chatting with Ling Ruonan for a long time, Luo Ziling saw that she was tired and asked her to rest.
"You should go to bed early. You must be tired after a busy day today." When Ling Ruonan got up and prepared to go to the room to take a shower, she gently stroked Luo Ziling's face. "I'm going to the Yang family's old house tomorrow. You should also prepare yourself. At least
I’m mentally prepared.”
"Okay," Luo Ziling followed Ling Ruonan upstairs.
But when he entered his room, he suddenly remembered that he had promised to go over to treat Ouyang Feifei today.
Seeing that it was already half past nine, Luo Ziling was a little hesitant.
He didn't really want to go there and wanted to sleep.
Therefore, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Ouyang Feifei.
"I'm not coming over today. I'm discussing something with my mother."
After sending the message, he held his phone and waited for Ouyang Feifei's reply, but to his disappointment, he never waited for Ouyang Feifei's reply. Finally, he lost patience, threw away the phone and went to take a shower, and then went to bed after taking a shower.
Go to sleep.
When he woke up the next day, he still didn't see Ouyang Feifei's reply to him.
There is a message from Yang Qingyin on his mobile phone.
"Junior, was your mother unhappy with my rashness last night?" Yang Qingyin sent this message at five o'clock in the morning.
"Senior, you woke up so early," Luo Ziling sent back a message, "You haven't recovered from the jet lag yet?"
But he didn't wait for Yang Qingyin's reply, which made Luo Ziling very depressed.
He sent another message, "My mother is very happy. By the way, I'm getting up. When are we going to see your grandpa?"
Still not waiting for Yang Qingyin's reply, Luo Ziling thought that the girl might have gone back to sleep, so he left her another message: "Call me when you get up and I will pick you up then, how about that?"
About half an hour later, Luo Ziling received a call from Yang Qingyin.
"Junior, I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't fall asleep for a while, so I gave you a message. Then I fell asleep again and then woke up." Yang Qingyin explained on the phone first, and then continued: "I
I haven’t gotten up from bed yet. I’ll contact you again in half an hour, okay?”
"Of course it's no problem," Luo Ziling replied with a smile: "Dress yourself up beautifully so that it will dazzle me when you win."
"It sounds like I'm usually very sloppy."
"You are not slovenly, but am I slovenly?" Luo Ziling continued to tease Yang Qingyin, "I, a very sloppy boy, accompany you to make you a goddess with outstanding grace. Is that okay?"
"You talkative," Yang Qing groaned, "I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to take a shower!"
"I'll call you later!" After hanging up the phone, Luo Ziling immediately asked Wang Zhenjun to prepare the car.
In order to further bring Wang Zhenjun and Ye Xiaoli together, Luo Ziling planned to call Wang Zhenjun when he went out with Yang Qingyin.
When he heard that he was going to pick up Yang Qingyin, Wang Zhenjun was naturally very happy and immediately prepared the car.
Luo Ziling dressed up, looked in the mirror and felt that he was in good condition, then left the villa with the gift prepared for Yang Yuanshan.
Ling Ruonan went to the company early in the morning and prepared breakfast for Luo Ziling.
After Luo Ziling and Wang Zhenjun drove away from the villa, they received a call from Yang Qingyin.
Yang Qingyin asked them to wait in a parking lot near her home.
When Wang Zhenjun drove to the parking lot, he saw Yang Qingyin's Audi A4 parked in the parking lot.
Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin had already agreed that the four of them would go there in a car to save trouble.
Originally, Luo Ziling wanted Wang Zhenjun to drive the Mercedes-Benz SUV they were riding over, but Yang Qingyin suggested driving her Audi A4. In the end, Luo Ziling obeyed Yang Qingyin's arrangement, and all four of them got in.
Inside the Audi A4.
"This car is easy to get in and out of," Wang Zhenjun said with a smile as he sat in the cab, "Our car might have been stopped outside the Yang family's old house."
"That's what I mean too," Yang Qingyin agreed.
Luo Ziling turned his head and looked at Yang Qingyin, who was dressed up carefully but without makeup on his face, and said seriously: "Next time if my grandpa goes to visit your grandpa, he must drive his own car in."
Yang Qingyin understood what Luo Ziling meant and smiled apologetically, "I'll listen to you next time."
Yang Qingyin's Aobian A4 drove into the Yang family's old house without any obstruction.
Although the temperature is very low today, the sun is shining brightly and there is no wind, so it is still quite warm.
Yang Yuanshan was sitting in the yard basking in the sun. There was a radio next to him, and Peking Opera was playing on the radio. Yang Yuanshan was resting on a recliner with his eyes closed and his fingers tapping the beat, looking like he was enjoying himself.
"Grandpa, I'm here to see you," Yang Qingyin walked quickly to Yang Yuanshan and said in a sweet voice: "I wanted to come to see you yesterday, but my dad asked me to have a good rest first and reverse the jet lag first.
Besides, I can only listen to his words, and I just came to see you today."
As he said that, he brought the gift he bought in the United States to Yang Yuanshan and said with a smile: "This is the gift I brought back from the United States. You can't help but like it."
"Yin'er, sit down and talk with grandpa," Yang Yuanshan sat up and took Yang Qingyin's gift, "What did you bring for grandpa?"
"It's just some food and a handicraft. Don't mind it. I bought it all with my own pocket money."
"Then grandpa will accept it," Yang Yuanshan said, looking at Luo Ziling standing aside, and asked Yang Qingyin: "Do you still dare to bring him here?"
"Grandpa, let me ask Zi Ling to come over and check your body again, okay?" Yang Qingyin said, and immediately called Luo Ziling: "Zi Ling, why don't you come over and say hello to my grandpa?"
Luo Ziling then came over and greeted Yang Yuanshan with a smile: "Grandpa Yang, happy New Year, I wish you a happy old age."
Then he presented the gift he was carrying in front of Yang Yuanshan, "This is the fifteen-year-old Chen Taidiao wine I brought from Yuezhou, as well as some local specialties of Yuezhou. A little thought is not disrespectful. I also hope that Grandpa Yang
Don’t take it personally.”
"Yin'er, help grandpa take it and put it in the house," Yang Yuanshan raised his hand towards Yang Qingyin, and then said to Luo Ziling: "Sit down, my old man has a few words to ask you."
"Grandpa Yang, if you have anything to say, just ask!" Luo Ziling followed his words and sat down in front of Yang Yuanshan.
The staff offered tea, and Luo Ziling thanked him and reached out to take it.
"What exactly do you want to do?" Yang Yuanshan asked bluntly: "Tell me the truth and don't be careless."
"What does Grandpa Yang mean?"
Yang Yuanshan said nothing more, but looked at Luo Ziling with sharp eyes.