"I'll listen to you, young master!"
"Young master, I want to go too! Take me with you!" Suddenly, a girl with pigtails and wearing a blue JK skirt rushed in from outside the door.
Shen Lang laughed and said, "Let's all go together!"
Now that the revenge is completely over, he plans to relax and take his family out for a stroll.
Shen Lang handed over the travel plans to a few women to discuss, and then took Yu Xian'er to the bedroom to change her into casual clothes.
If we say that Yu Xian'er, dressed in ancient costume, is an ethereal fairy, a goddess from the heavens, then...
Yu Xian'er in casual clothes is a noble and aloof goddess. Even without making any movement, she shines like a diamond, making others feel inferior.
Wearing a white dress, Yu Xian'er twirled gently in front of Shen Lang and asked cautiously, "Young Master, does it look good?"
Shen Lang stroked his chin, then turned around.
close the door!
rush!
"………………" (Ten thousand eight thousand words omitted here)
The next morning, Shen Lang led everyone from Villa No. 1 to Baiyun Manor, where he dropped off Qin Shiya and the Four Seasons sisters. He then took Yu Xian'er and Shuang'er and drove his Porsche Cayenne towards his hometown.
Shen Lang's hometown is located in D City, which is next to X City.
With the support of the imperial court over the years, City X has become a top-tier city in the Yanhuang Kingdom.
However, D City, which is next to X City, remains stagnant and is still a third-tier city.
However, third-tier cities also have their advantages; the pace of life is slower, making them suitable for people who prefer a peaceful life.
Shen Lang's hometown is a relatively remote village in An County, D City.
When he was in school, Shen Lang rarely went home, only returning to sweep his parents' graves during the Qingming Festival.
His relatives in the countryside treated Shen Lang like a stranger because he chose to go to an orphanage instead of being raised by them.
Shen Lang wasn't angry about this; every year when he went home, he would just sweep the graves and then return to school.
Since starting work, Shen Lang drove his boss's 300,000 yuan Camry home for the first time, and only then did his relatives' attitude towards him change.
They assumed he was successful, but their attitude towards him changed instantly after learning that they were driving their boss's car.
He had long seen through his relatives' true colors. Back then, all those aunts and uncles clamoring to adopt him were only after his parents' death in a car accident, the 80,000 yuan compensation they received, and their family's house and three acres of land.
Fortunately, the laws of the Yanhuang Kingdom allow orphans to choose to go to a welfare institution or be adopted by relatives.
He still remembers the threatening faces of those relatives. If even one of them had shown him a little kindness, he wouldn't have chosen to go to the orphanage.
After the Yas Hotel was built, his company car was changed from a Camry to a mid-range Porsche Cayenne, but his relatives who didn't know much about cars didn't think much of him. Of course, what others thought of him was meaningless to Shen Lang.
Before, every time I went home, I would rush to visit the graves and then rush back.
In recent years, apart from sweeping tombs, the only other place he has stayed in the village is the small house that his grandfather passed down to his father. His father renovated and repaired it, but he has never lived in it. He only keeps it as a memento of his hometown.
At the entrance of Nanhui Village, Shen Lang drove his white Porsche Cayenne, carrying Yu Xian'er and Shuang'er into the village, heading towards his home.
Because Shen Lang's car had a high-end privacy screen protector provided by the Porsche dealership, the villagers didn't recognize him. They just thought the car looked familiar.
At the village entrance, a group of elderly people were gathered for entertainment. One of them, an old man with a white beard, saw a white Cayenne slowly drive by and muttered curiously to himself, "Is Shen San'er back?"
"No, no, Shen San'er's car isn't this brand." Another old man, with a pipe in his mouth, shook his head and said, "I wonder whose kid has made something of himself."
"Today is Qingming Festival. Shouldn't that kid Shen San'er be back by now?" the white-bearded old man said with emotion. "Although that kid has had a hard life, he has managed to get through all these years on his own."
"Who can argue with that? After Xiao Jun and his wife had that accident, this guy single-handedly carried it all. You have to say, he's a real man." The old man with the pipe also praised.
Of course, for every person who praises someone, there's someone who criticizes them. This is especially true in rural areas where gossip and disputes are common.
An old man with a roll of tobacco in his hand said disdainfully, "Who knows what this kid has been doing all these years? He might not have been doing anything good. His family has been poor farmers for eight generations, what kind of good seed can come from him?"
An old man playing chess captured one of his opponent's pieces, then pointed at the old man rolling cigarettes and laughed, "You old codger, you can't stand to see others doing well. You should watch your mouth. Your son is over forty and still has no offspring. It's all because of your mouth that you've squandered all the good karma your ancestors accumulated."
"Go away, go away, go play your chess game." The old man rolling cigarettes waved his hand, not bothering to argue with the other party.
Shen Lang's house is located in a good area of the village, right by the roadside.
After parking the car at the entrance, the three of them got out.
"Look, look! Shen San'er is back!" An older woman holding a ball of yarn said hurriedly to her companions who were enjoying the shade with her.
One of the shorter women quickly stood up and waved to Shen Lang: "San'er, you're back so early!"
Shen Lang looked over at the sound and smiled knowingly when he saw the middle-aged woman: "Aunt Ning, are you free?"
Yes, Shen Lang's original name was Shen San. Because Shen Lang was born at 3:03 AM on March 3rd, his father, Shen Xiaojun, named him Shen San, and the villagers have always called him that since he was a child.
Shen Lang is the name he changed himself at the police station after graduating from high school.
Aunt Ning walked quickly to Shen Lang and greeted him warmly, "You only come back once a year, so I figured you'd definitely be back today."
Aunt Ning and Shen Lang's family are related. Although they are several generations apart in terms of bloodline, which is beyond the scope of the Five Blessings, the two had a close relationship when Shen Lang's mother was alive.
If it weren't for the unreasonable demands of Shen Lang's relatives, Aunt Ning would have adopted Shen Lang back then.
Aunt Ning was one of the few people in Nanhui Village who treated Shen Lang well. The first time Shen Lang returned home to sweep the tombs, it was Aunt Ning who pulled him back to her house and made him a hot bowl of noodles. Before he left, she also gave him several large steamed meat buns that she had made herself.
Looking at the tall Shen Lang, Aunt Ning excitedly patted him on the shoulder: "You've grown taller again, you really do change every year, and you're starting to look more and more like Sister Xue."
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