Su Ling took Li Dahai to the admissions office for consultation and learned that the registration period for the junior high school entrance examination had long passed. If Li Dahai wanted to go to high school, he had to repeat a year. However, he had already graduated from junior high school and could not return to a public school to repeat his studies. He could only study on his own or go to a training institution to prepare for the exam.
Su Ling searched around, inquired from many sources, and finally chose a training institution called Xingxin.
The person in charge of the training institution said that after this year's high school entrance examination, five new classes will be recruited. They can now pay a deposit to reserve a place, and in mid-August, once the tuition is paid, classes can officially begin.
Su Ling happily paid a deposit of 500 yuan, registered Li Dahai's personal information, left his contact information, and left the training institution.
Riding on the electric tricycle and driving on the street, Li Dahai was still a little dazed.
Can he really continue his studies?
Go to high school, take the college entrance exam, find a job in the city after graduation, earn money to support your grandparents and let them enjoy their old age!
It's so unreal, like a dream!
"Be careful, there's a red light ahead." Su Ling reminded him.
Li Dahai braked quickly, rubbed his sore eyes, and calmed himself down.
"Thank you, Brother Su." He said sincerely, with a pair of watery eyes, as cute as Bambi.
Su Ling couldn't help but reach out and pinch his cheek, and said with a smile: "As long as you study hard and get good grades, that will be the best reward for me."
Li Dahai's cheeks flushed, he was shy and excited. "Yes! I will definitely not let Brother Su's money go to waste!"
Su Ling let go of his little face. "Let's go back to the village."
I left home at six or seven in the morning, and it's already three in the afternoon.
As soon as the green light came on, Li Dahai drove forward immediately. Su Ling leaned against the car and admired the scenery on both sides of the street. Suddenly, he found a shop selling electric cars and motioned Li Dahai to drive over.
Twenty minutes later, Su Ling clumsily rode an electric motorcycle, slowly following Li Dahai's three-wheeled electric vehicle.
Before the village roads were built, four-wheeled vehicles were not as convenient as two-wheeled electric vehicles. Although vegetables were self-sufficient, fish, shrimp and meat still had to be bought in the town every now and then. Usually, Su Ling would take someone else's tractor to Liuhou Pavilion and then take the bus to the town. Now with this electric motorcycle, traveling is much more convenient.
When he arrived at Liuhou Pavilion smoothly, Su Ling received a call from the village chief, saying that someone was looking for him and asked him to return to the village as soon as possible.
Su Ling's heart skipped a beat and he almost dropped the phone.
"Village... Village Chief, who wants to see me?" He asked with a trembling voice. Was it Lu Feng? How could he find him so quickly? When did he reveal his whereabouts? We bumped into each other at the hotel entrance, and it was only three or four hours before and after, but he had already arrived at Shixi Village first?
"An old friend. To be exact, he is not looking for you." The village chief's words confused Su Ling.
Not looking for him? So it's not Lu Feng?
"Who is he looking for?" Su Ling asked.
"Looking for your grandfather." said the village chief.
It turns out you were looking for the second grandfather!
Su Ling relaxed instantly.
"I'll be right back."
In Shixi Village, the village chief hung up the phone and said to the tall, thin old man in a Tang suit, "Old Man Su's grandson will be back soon. Do you want to go to the village committee to wait for him, or walk around the village?"
"I haven't been back for a long time, let's go for a walk!" The old man in the Tang suit was Bai Jincheng. He brought Wen Xi to Shixi Village to visit an old friend, but the old friend had passed away, and he only had a grandson who had just inherited the estate.
The village chief saw that they wanted to go shopping on their own, so he decided not to accompany them and went back to the village committee office.
Bai Jincheng stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the village with some emotion, which had not changed much in sixty years.
The huge banyan tree, the rushing stream, the green farmland, the towering Phoenix Mountain, these scenes overlap with my memory, and I seem to have returned to the days when I was young and played with my playmates. They climbed the big banyan tree like monkeys, picked pebbles in the stream with bare feet, happily flew kites in the fields, and climbed the mountain together to pick mushrooms and raspberries...
Those carefree years were so beautiful and so memorable.
In a blink of an eye, sixty years have passed and he is already in his eighties. His old friends, who were once close to him, are no longer with him.
Bai Jincheng walked slowly on the village path, his steps heavier than ever before.
He was late after all.
Wenxi followed his grandfather closely and took walks with him in this poor and backward village.
He really couldn't understand why his grandfather was so eager to come here. Was it because this was where his grandfather lived as a child?
According to my father, the Bai family was afraid of being affected by the movement sixty years ago, so my great-grandfather fled to Hong Kong with his family and then settled in Country M. In Country M, my great-grandfather, who was in his forties, started from scratch and founded the W.T Group. Today, it is ranked among the top 500 companies in the world, and its subsidiaries are spread all over Europe and the United States. In recent years, the policies of Country Z have gradually opened up, and the W.T Group has the opportunity to expand the market, and the descendants of the Bai family can finally return to their hometown.
My grandfather was my great-grandfather’s third son. He had been fascinated by Chinese painting since he was a child and he did not give up even after arriving in Country M. He devoted his entire life to art and never married or had children. My great-grandfather was afraid that he would have no successor, so before he died, he gave him 20% of the company’s shares and passed on his father’s name to him as his son.
Wen Xi showed his talent for painting when he was five or six years old, and was deeply loved by Bai Jincheng. This time, he only brought him back to China. Wen Xi thought that his grandfather wanted to visit the famous Chinese painting master in Country Z in the name of visiting relatives, but he didn't expect that he actually wanted to visit relatives.
They stayed in S City for two or three days. This morning, they flew to H City and took a ride from Mr. Luo to Liuxian Town. They rested in the hotel for two hours. Grandfather asked Wenxi to rent a DD express train to Shixi Village.
Wen Xi, who had been raised in luxury, was not interested in this poor little village. When he saw the rustic and poor villagers, he could hardly hide his disgust.
Bai Jincheng stood in front of an old house and said to Wen Xi, "This used to be the Bai family's house, but now someone else lives here."
Wen Xi didn't think the house was that good, but from his grandfather's tone, he seemed a little regretful, so he said, "If you like it, why don't you spend money to buy it back?"
Bai Jincheng shook his head and turned away. "Things have changed..."
Wen Xi frowned, walked forward to help him walk, and walked back to the village together.
At this time, some children gathered at the entrance of the village, surrounding an electric tricycle and chattering. The skinny boy riding the electric tricycle, wearing a straw hat and washed-out sportswear, scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.
Wen Xi saw him and asked Bai Jincheng, "Grandpa, is he the grandson of that senior?"
Bai Jincheng took a closer look and shook his head, saying, "It doesn't look like it."
Wen Xi said, "Didn't he say he was going back to the village soon? How come fifteen minutes have passed and there's no sign of him?"
Bai Jincheng said: "Young man, be patient."
Wen Xi lowered his head: "Yes, Grandpa."
As soon as Su Ling and Li Dahai returned to the village, they were surrounded by children who were playing in the field at the entrance of the village. They all asked for candy. Li Dahai said he had no candy, but the children didn't believe him, so he had to turn out his pockets to show them.
"We are going to sell loquats, not go shopping." Li Dahai puffed his cheeks subconsciously.
"What's in this paper bag? It smells so good." A little boy of seven or eight asked while biting his finger.
Li Dahai was quick to grab the paper bag. "Nothing... nothing. Please move aside. I want to return the car to Sister Cuihua."
These were the chicken wings and chicken nuggets he had saved for his grandparents to eat, and they must not be discovered by these kids.
The children looked disappointed and looked at them eagerly. Most of them were left-behind children, aged five to seven, who had no money to go to kindergarten and were not yet of primary school age. They played in the mud in the village all day. When Grandpa Su was around, he would give them candy every time he came back from town. Now that Grandpa Su is gone, they haven't had candy for a long time.
Today Li Dahai went to town with Brother Su. They were all very jealous. When they saw him coming back, they swarmed around him, wanting to ask for candy.
"Don't make things difficult for Dahai. If you want some candy, come to me." Su Ling stopped his electric scooter and took out a box of exquisite chocolates from his bag with a smile.
"Wow!" The children were all stunned when they saw the chocolate.
Yeah chocolate!
This is chocolate that I've only seen in TV commercials!
The children looked at each other in bewilderment, and no one even asked for it. Although they were young, they all knew that chocolate was more expensive than candy, so how could they be so embarrassed to ask for something so expensive?
Seeing that they suddenly became reserved, Su Ling put a bar of chocolate into the hand of a little girl and said softly, "Niuniu, take it and eat it."
Niuniu smiled sweetly: "Thank you, Brother Su!"
"You're welcome." Su Ling scratched her little nose and then distributed the chocolate to other children.
The children all got the chocolates and ran away happily.
Su Ling handed the last piece of chocolate to Li Dahai, who took it shyly. "I...I'm going to return the car."
He started the car and drove away quickly, giving two strangers a strange look as he passed by them.
Su Ling stood under the big banyan tree, looking around. Didn't the village chief say that the person looking for him was at the entrance of the village? Where was he?
Just as he was thinking about it, an old man and a young boy came over from a distance. Looking at their clothes, he knew without asking that they were the old friends the village chief had mentioned. Su Ling raised his hand and waved to them.
Wimsey looked at the young man waving at them in surprise.
He wore a large yellow straw hat, a blue sports suit and white sneakers. Judging from this outfit alone, it was unremarkable and even a bit rustic. However, coupled with his overly delicate and pretty face and naturally curly shoulder-length hair, his temperament instantly improved by several levels. The straw hat looked fashionable and trendy on him.
As they approached, Wen Xi saw the brand logo on Su Ling's clothes and was surprised.
AUV is an international brand that most people can never afford. A custom set starts at NT$100,000.
How could a farmer from a poor village afford such expensive clothes?
Did you buy a knockoff?
The moment Bai Jincheng saw Su Ling, he was stunned. Looking at that familiar handsome face, he blurted out: "Su Lan!"
The author has something to say: Su Ling touched his face: ...So, because I look like the second grandfather, you designated me as the heir?
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The second master is a man with a story. It’s just that he didn’t wait for the person he was waiting for.
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Wen Xi is not a mistress, but his stance is indeed different, um (pushing glasses)