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Chapter 390 Home Taste

Lin Chaolong's Spring Festival was extremely difficult. Today was the day when Chu Canghai gave him an ultimatum. Lin Chaolong was in Beichen, standing alone on the pier of Zixia Lake, looking at a red sun slowly rising from the mist floating on the lake.

After rising, he felt no warmth in his heart, only loneliness.

Lighting a cigarette, thinking of the past and the warmth of the family in the past, Lin Chaolong felt unspeakable regret and unsatisfied desire. He exchanged Huang Chunxiao's life for Chu Wenxi, but the result was not as expected. He did not get what he expected.

Want happiness.

If Huang Chunxiao were alive, he would not have abandoned him when he was in danger. People only know how to cherish after they are lost. Lin Chaolong couldn't help but think of Huang Chunxiao's kindness to him, and she would not hesitate to turn against her own sister for her sake.

Lin Chaolong closed his eyes in pain. It was too late. When he attacked his wife, he never thought about looking back. He suddenly remembered one thing. Chu Wenxi originally proposed to read Huang Chunxiao's memory. Who was she?

Purpose?

After learning Chu Wenxi's identity, Lin Chaolong began to doubt her motives. According to Chu Canghai's story, Chu Wenxi grew up quietly under the care of his father-in-law. His father-in-law knew her identity, and he hid it well enough.

, is it true that the "Tongtian Jing" belongs to Xiangtianxing as Chu Canghai said?

Has Chu Wenxi known about this for a long time? As the daughter of Xiang Tianxing and Chu Hongzhou, will she get back what belongs to her at all costs?

Zhang Chi bought a ticket to the capital. When he arrived at Beichen on the way, he decided to get off the bus early. His plan changed. He originally wanted to spend a romantic New Year with Xiao Jiujiu at the Hengdian Film and Television Base, but Xiao Jiujiu escaped from the battle.

Let his plan go to waste. It's still early for school to start, and there's no point in returning to school now. It's better to go to Hui Beichen and have a look.

After getting off the high-speed rail in Beichen, Zhang Chi got into a taxi and told the driver that he was going to An Yi Family and was going to go straight to his uncle Zhang Guofu's house. His uncle had called him many times before and hoped that he could go home for the holidays. Zhang Chi found reasons to decline.

Now that he is back, there is no reason not to visit his home.

My uncle's house is not far from the high-speed rail station, which is about four kilometers. But soon after getting in the car, Zhang Chi realized that something was wrong. The taxi driver obviously followed him in circles, and Zhang Daxian didn't say anything. Originally, more than ten yuan could be enough.

When we arrived at the place, the driver forced us to drive him to thirty-five.

The rental industry in Beichen has always been chaotic, especially at the station. In fact, this is partly due to Zhang Chi's carelessness, because he has been in the capital for a long time and speaks Mandarin, so people treat him as an outsider.

The driver parked the car at the gate of the community: "We're here!"

Zhang Chi said deliberately: "So fast?"

The driver laughed: "Your accent is from Beijing, right? Beichen can't compare with your big cities."

Zhang Chi nodded matter-of-factly, pushed the door open and went out. The driver shouted, "Hey, you haven't paid me yet!"

Zhang Chi took out his mobile phone and the driver handed him a QR code. Zhang Chi didn't scan the code. He first took a picture of the driver's face, and then went to the back of the car to take a picture of the license plate.

The driver realized something was wrong and quickly got out of the car. He pointed at Zhang Chi and said, "What are you doing? What are you doing?"

Zhang Chi said: "I didn't do anything. Your service is so good. I'm afraid I'll forget you. I'm going to call you on your platform to praise you."

The driver said angrily: "Boy, you did it wrong and didn't even look where you were?"

Immortal Zhang glared: "Marty Goboyd, you have made so many unnecessary detours. You have delayed my business worth hundreds of millions."

The driver was not a good person either: "Just you? Why don't you rush to donate sperm!" This guy can make hundreds of millions of dollars in business, so this is the business.

Zhang Chi raised his foot and kicked him. With his current skills, it was not easy to deal with the black driver. He kicked the driver to the ground with one kick. The driver covered his stomach and shouted: "Hit someone..." without saying anything.

When it was over, Zhang Chi rushed over and slapped him on the face again: "Master Draftsman, please try shouting again."

Afraid of evildoers, the driver immediately fainted after being kicked and slapped. He also heard Zhang Chi's local accent when he cursed, and knew that he had made a mistake today. He got up from the ground and said with a stern look on his face: "You're celebrating the New Year.

As for that? You have to give me ten yuan anyway."

Zhang Chi glared at him: "Ten slaps are enough, how about that?"

The driver knew that he had encountered a ruthless person today, so he quickly got into the car and walked away quickly. Zhang Chi said loudly: "Thank you!"

Turning around, I saw my little cousin Zhang Qingguo standing at the gate of the community. She hadn't seen her for half a year. Xiao Nizi had grown a lot taller. She was holding a bag of hot pot ingredients in her hand and stared blankly at Zhang Chi. The scene where Zhang Chi beat up the driver of the black car just now made her sad.

She saw it, but she didn't dare to recognize it. In her opinion, her cousin was a top student in Shuimu, so how could he hit someone.

Zhang Chi smiled and said: "Qingguo!"

Only then did Zhang Qingguo dare to recognize him and said with a smile: "Brother!"

Zhang Chi laughed, knowing that he might have scared her just now, so he walked over and told her the reason for his anger.

While the two were talking, Zhang Guofu and his wife came back on an electric bike. Today is the second day of the new year. Their family went to Qin Xiangmei's parents' house at noon. They just came back. Zhang Chi told Zhang Qingguo not to tell them what happened just now and greeted them with a smile.

He went up and said, "Uncle, aunt!"

Zhang Guofu thought he would not come back, but when he saw his nephew appearing in front of him, he said in surprise: "Zhang Chi! Haha, he's back, great, Qingguo, take your brother home quickly, I parked the car, now

go back."

Qin Xiangmei really didn't dare to admit it. When Zhang Chi left, she was only a little over 1.6 meters tall. After not seeing her for half a year, she had grown more than ten centimeters. After all, she was a native of the capital.

When he got home, Zhang Chi put on his slippers and Zhang Qingguo brought him snacks.

Qin Xiangmei made him a cup of black tea.

Zhang Chi said: "Auntie, don't be polite to me, just sit down."

Qin Xiangmei looked at Zhang Chi: "Zhang Chi, how much have you grown? You have become a big man."

Zhang Chi said: "Now I am 1.77 meters, which is not too tall."

Zhang Guofu opened the door and came in. Qin Xiangmei glanced at him and said, "He is the shortest person in the Zhang family."

Zhang Guofu said: "That's because I was malnourished when I was a child. The genes of our Zhang family are all big men. Neither my father nor my brother is over 1.8 meters tall."

Zhang Chixin said that Zhang Guofu might not really know that he was adopted by Zhang Qingfeng. Zhang Guofu was 1.7 meters tall, so the gene definitely did not belong to the Zhang family.

Qin Xiangmei said: "Lao Zhang, lucky money!"

Zhang Guofu patted his bare forehead: "Look, I forgot about it. I have prepared it for you a long time ago, and you couldn't tell me to come. I was just talking about it. I am going to the capital on a business trip after the holiday to visit you." He opened the drawer of the coffee table and took a look from it.

He took out a red envelope and handed it to Zhang Chi.

Of course, Zhang Guofu's red envelope was not as good as that of his wealthy godfather Ye Jintang, but it still had two thousand. Zhang Chi found that since he got married to Shuimu, his uncle had indeed been much nicer to him, so he had to give Ye Ximei as a gift to him.

He took out the iPhone and gave it to Zhang Qingguo as a New Year's gift.

Zhang Qingguo's eyes lit up as soon as he looked at the phone: "Apple!"

Zhang Guofu quickly stopped him: "What are you doing? What kind of mobile phone do children use?"

Qin Xiangmei also said: "Zhang Chi, you can't give her such a valuable thing."

Zhang Chi said with a smile: "Take it, you can take care of it normally. Now I have a full scholarship and I have started a small business in the university, so I am not short of money."

Qin Xiangmei looked envious. No wonder Zhang Guofu asked his daughter to study all day long. Going to school was still useful. Zhang Chi had only been out for a long time before his whole person changed completely. This mobile phone cost several thousand yuan, so he gave it to his daughter casually. Going to school

This is already the case. When he works in the future, he still doesn’t know what his future prospects will be. Thinking about the money he gave to Zhang Chi, the investment will definitely pay off.

Zhang Guofu was not as realistic as his wife and asked Qin Xiangmei to prepare dinner.

Qin Xiangmei said: "What are you getting ready for? We're going out to eat tonight. I'll book a hotel right now."

Zhang Guofu said: "Which hotel should I book on the second day of the new year? I can't book it at all. Let's eat at home. We're not outsiders."

Zhang Chi also said that he would eat it at home.

Qin Xiangmei got up to prepare the meal and asked her daughter to go to the supermarket to buy something.

The uncle and nephew chatted for a while. Zhang Guofu asked about Zhang Chi's study status at school. Zhang Chi simply said that family ties are very strange. At first, I felt that I didn't care about them, but after truly integrating into the family environment, I still felt cordial from the bottom of my heart.

Zhang Chi asked some circumstantial information about his grandfather and parents. Zhang Guofu said a lot, but there was not much useful information. According to Zhang Guofu, Zhang Chi's parents were also honest people. As for his grandfather Zhang Tugen, because he was strict, Zhang Guofu

The brothers have been afraid of him since childhood.

Zhang Chi then asked about his grandfather's past experience as a boilermaker at Dongguan Primary School.

Zhang Guofu said: "It happened a long time ago. Your grandfather recovered from his illness when he was fifty-two years old."

"Uncle, do you know Huang Chunxiao?"

Zhang Guofu shook his head and said: "How can I know such a big shot? She is the boss of Tianyu Group and the richest man in Beichen."

Zhang Chi discovered that Zhang Guofu did not know too much about the inside story, which was not a bad thing for him. Zhang Chi stayed for dinner that day. Although Zhang Guofu's family asked him to stay at home, Zhang Chi still did not agree and only talked to his classmates.

We have made an appointment and there is a party tonight.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when he left the Anyi Family. Zhang Chi walked towards the flower and bird art market with his travel bag on his back. He remembered that there was an All Seasons Hotel there. Zhang Chi planned to stay there that night. Another reason for choosing this place was

Huang Chunli currently lives nearby, and he is a little hesitant about going over to pay New Year greetings.

After Zhang Chi checked in, he walked around a few times and found that the surrounding area was undergoing demolition, and the entire flower and bird art market had been moved away.

The government has planned this area to be an ancient cultural street, and after it is completed, it will follow the petty bourgeois literature and art route. Now almost every city is building such antique attractions to show off feelings, but the fake ones are fake after all, lacking the accumulation of historical culture.

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