Chapter 647 Mr. Lin Returns to China

Saturday.

Mr. Lin came to the temporary office address in Shenzhen.

"Xiangyang, where's Yuanzhou?"

"Chairman, why did you return to China?"

"Isn't Yuanzhou with you?"

"No, Mr. Lin went to Beijing."

"Going to Jing City? What for?"

"He went to Jing City to visit Miss Song's husband's family."

Xiang Yang is Lin Yuanzhou's assistant and has some understanding of the Lin family's affairs.

"Did he say when he would be back?"

"Maybe next Tuesday or Wednesday. Mr. Lin still has a few factories to visit."

"Go buy us two tickets to Beijing City now, and Wenzhe and I will go directly there."

He also wanted to meet his only granddaughter.

"Grandpa, why don't you rest here for a day and call my dad first."

Lin Wenzhe also read the letter his father sent back. If he guessed correctly, his aunt was in great danger.

"No need to rest, I'm not tired."

"Xiangyang, write down your phone number to Wenzhe. Go buy the ticket and we'll call."

"OK."

After a while, the phone at the Yan family in the Jing City compound rang.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

Pingping was the one who answered the phone. Anan also wanted to answer it, but she couldn't run away.

"Hello little friend, are you from the Yan family?"

"yes."

"I'm looking for Lin Yuanzhou, is he here?"

"No, my great uncle went to the factory. Who are you?"

"I'm your cousin, your great uncle's son."

"Hello, cousin. I'm Pingping."

"Hello Pingping."

"When your great uncle comes back, can you tell him that my grandfather and I are coming to Beijing and ask him to pick us up at the airport?"

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Pingping first called the garment factory, but couldn't find anyone, so he called the electrical appliance factory.

"Hello, Pingping, I'm your great uncle."

"Uncle, my cousin and his grandfather are coming to Beijing. I want you to pick them up at the airport."

"ah?"

Lin Yuanzhou felt bad.

The old man was too anxious. Why didn't he wait for him to pick her up and she came back directly? He hadn't thought of the words yet, and didn't know how to tell him about his sister's experience.

"Pingping, did your cousin say when they will get off the plane?"

"I'm sorry, Uncle, I forgot to ask."

"It doesn't matter."

They just made a phone call, proving that they are still in the Shenzhen Stock Exchange.

You have to take a bus to Guangzhou first, and then you can take a plane. By the time you land at Beijing Airport, it should be around seven or eight in the evening.

"Uncle, is grandpa back?"

"Well, he's with your cousin and will be in Jing City in a few hours."

"I originally wanted to go home and tell the old man the truth, but I didn't expect... he might have guessed something."

"Uncle, I think you should just tell Grandpa directly. Hiding the truth is not a long-term solution. No matter how long you delay telling him, it won't change the fact that my mother has passed away."

"The dead cannot come back, but the living must keep moving forward."

"Well, I'm just worried that the old man will be too excited to handle it after hearing this. After all, he's almost seventy years old."

Song Fuyu understood what his uncle was thinking.

After all, the three most painful things in a person’s life are “losing one’s father in youth, losing one’s spouse in middle age, and losing one’s son in old age.”

My grandfather had already experienced the first two pains, and now he returned home in old age, waiting for him was the news of his only daughter's death...

After discussion, the uncle and nephew decided to let the factory driver pick up the person and then go home to tell the truth to grandpa.

After returning home, Song Fuyu could give the old man a few sips of spiritual spring water first, so that he would not suddenly collapse from extreme grief.

At 7:15 in the evening, the driver successfully picked up Mr. Lin and Lin Wenzhe.

"Young man, why isn't my son here?"

"Boss Lin is in a meeting with our factory director and can't leave for the moment, so he sent me to pick you up."

The driver in the factory is a retired soldier, and he is known for his ability to be very careful with his words.

Everything the leader has instructed you to do should be explained clearly to others. If the leader has not instructed you to do so, then you cannot say it. The more you say, the more mistakes you will make.

Apart from what the old man said to them, there was no further conversation on the way back to the yard near the school.

"Old man, we have arrived at our destination."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. It's my pleasure."

Hearing the horn at the door, Lin Yuanzhou went out first to greet it.

"Dad, are you tired from coming all the way here?"

"Fortunately, these old bones can still hold on."

Lin Yuanzhou helped the old man into the house.

"Is this the yard you rented in Jing City?"

"I'll just stay here for a few days. Why would you rent a yard? This is your granddaughter's home."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Fuyu and Yan Ziyuan, who were originally in the kitchen heating up food, hurried out without even having time to dry their hands.

"Grandpa."

“Xixi!”

The old man looked at Song Fuyu's face, which he had missed for more than 20 years. His hands trembled and his eyes gradually became blurred.

"Dad, you're wrong."

"This isn't Xixi. She's my younger sister's daughter, Xiaoyu. She looks exactly like me. I almost mistook her for her the first time I saw her."

Lin Yuanzhou helped the old man to sit down.

"Ziyuan, go in and get grandpa a glass of water first."

"good."

"Grandpa, you've worked hard all the way here."

"Xi... no... Xiaoyu, can you come closer so I can see?"

"sure."

Song Fuyu sat on the chair next to the old man.

"Like, you really look like your mother."

"When we went to Xiangjiang to say goodbye to her, Xixi was about your age."

"Grandpa, drink a glass of water first."

She took the cup of water from Yan Ziyuan and handed it to Mr. Lin.

"I forgot to introduce you, this is my husband."

"Hello, Grandpa. I am Xiaoyu's lover, Yan Ziyuan. You can just call me Ziyuan."

"Okay, hello, hello."

"Grandpa came in a hurry and didn't have time to prepare a gift for you. I'll make it up to you tomorrow. Please don't be angry with an old man like me."

"Grandpa, look at what you are saying. You are my dear grandpa, and I have your blood in my body. I can't be angry with anyone but you."

"I don't need any gift, as long as you are healthy."

"well."

"Grandpa, don't just pick up the teacup, try the taste of the tea brewed from our tea leaves."

"I guarantee that it is much better than the tea you drink abroad."

"Okay, Grandpa, drink it."

Song Fuyu felt relieved when he saw that his grandfather drank more than half a glass of water.

At least for the rest of the conversation, the old man's health was under control.