Xiao Wu pointed at Xiao Liu, beaming with pride: "Because Xiao Liu is lucky!"
Han Fei didn't hide the origin of the jade from Lao Yu, after all, Lao Yu's assets were there, and he couldn't possibly be greedy for such things.
However, according to Han Fei, Xiao Liu's uncle is no ordinary person. He knows a lot about jade and has taught Xiao Liu some tricks of the trade.
Grandpa Yu was shocked: "I didn't expect Xiao Liu to be so talented in looking at stones. Actually, I bought a lot of stones when I was young, but I never opened them because I was afraid they would become worthless after opening. Next time you come to my house, help Grandpa Yu take a look at the stones."
Xiao Liu nodded obediently: "Leave it to me."
Xiao Liu thought to himself: My foolish uncle, who doesn't even know if he's alive or dead, actually knows how to judge jade? Grandpa's really bragging!
On atop a towering ancient tree, a middle-aged man with an air of otherworldly wisdom sneezed.
Under the tree, a group of young Taoist priests were frantic: "Uncle-Master, come down quickly!"
"Uncle-Master, you've caught a cold!"
"Uncle-Master, let me brew you a bowl of hot tea to ward off the cold!"
"Uncle-Master, the He family is here again. They say there's something unclean in the house again and they need you to go and take a look!"
"I know." The middle-aged man touched his nose and muttered, "Who's talking about me behind my back?"
Lost in thought, he slipped and fell from the tree.
"Uncle-Master—" A group of disciples gathered around to look.
The middle-aged man landed headfirst on the ground. He sat up, clutching his head, his eyes glazed over.
"Uncle-Master, are you alright?"
"Has my martial uncle gone mad?"
"Uncle-Master, did you get brain damage from the fall?"
"Back then, when Master found his uncle at the foot of the mountain, it seems he had also broken his head."
The middle-aged man's eyes gradually focused, and all the past events came vividly to mind.
He was a simpleton, oblivious to the world, until one day he was pushed off a mountain, broke his head, and suddenly became enlightened, but also lost his memory.
Because he was a virgin, which is especially rare at an older age, and because his enlightenment after awakening was beyond that of ordinary people, he was extremely suitable for cultivation and was accepted as a closed-door disciple by the head of Longhu Mountain.
His master named him Shancheng and told him that the only way to remember the past was to do good deeds and accumulate merit. When the time was right, he would naturally be able to remember the past. This is also a method of self-governance in spiritual practice.
He never expected that his memories would be restored in this way.
When he thought about how his sister had never abandoned him when he was a little fool, and even after she got married, she took him with her, he was deeply moved. His brother-in-law's family were also good people. They not only did not despise him as a burden, but also treated him very well, spoiling him like a child. Even the seven younger relatives cared for him a lot, and they would think of him first when there was something delicious to eat.
Even the youngest child, Harper Seven, would save her favorite candy for him.
Now that he has regained his memories and has come to his senses, it is time for him to repay his debt of gratitude.
"Tell Mr. He that I am busy today and will come another day."
"Uncle-Master, where are you going?"
"go home."
"Uncle-Master, have you lost your memory and forgotten where you live?"
"This fall reminded me of everything. I told my master that I was going home to visit my family."
"Uncle-Master, wipe the blood off before you go down the mountain, you'll scare passersby!"
Shancheng wiped his forehead, his palms were red, his lips twitched, he stood still for three seconds, and shouted, "Someone help me up!"
"Uncle-Master! Don't faint!" A group of disciples rushed over.
"I'd better recover from my injury before going back to visit my family; otherwise, I'll scare my adorable little niece!"
...
When Han Fei and his group came out after delivering the gifts, they saw that Old Man Xu was already arguing with someone!
"Old Xu, what's going on?"
Old Xu was furious: "They look down on me, thinking I'm some old beggar who sneaked in to freeload!"
The waiter carrying the iced wine said matter-of-factly, "I clearly saw you picking up trash. Before, when I was drinking water, you would ask me for the bottle halfway through!"
Old Xu: "..."
Han Fei patted him on the shoulder: "Who told you to be so shameless before? Did you run into someone you know?"
Old Xu touched his nose and sighed, "This dark history can't be erased?"
Han Fei laughed and said, "Young man, you're not mistaken. He was indeed a scavenger before, but it's wrong of you to call him a beggar. You need to know that there is a fundamental difference between a beggar and a scavenger."
"Tch! What difference could there be? We're all poor bastards!"
"A beggar is someone who is lazy and only waits for handouts. A scavenger, on the other hand, creates wealth with his own hands, earns his own living, does the dirtiest and hardest work, and lives his own life, whether good or bad, without asking anyone for help."
"This poor bastard thinks he's right! I don't care if he's a scavenger or a beggar, this isn't a place for him. He's trying to freeload without even knowing where he is! People these days are shameless. They'll eat at any banquet they can get, pretending to be relatives or friends to freeload. They don't even know who they are. How could they possibly know the Yu family and dare to eat at their wedding banquet! Get out of here, or I'm calling the police!"
Old Xu was sprayed with spit, wiped his face, and said angrily, "Young man, you have too much of a temper! Call the police if you want, anyway, I was personally invited by Old Yu, believe it or not, it's up to you!"
"Hmph! I'm calling the police right now. If you're just trying to scam people out of their money, you can expect to go to jail!"
Han Fei rubbed his temples: "Old Xu, did you really have to bring the police to Old Yu's family reunion banquet?"
Old Xu muttered sullenly, "This young man is infuriating."
Han Fei stopped the young man making the call: "This call can be made by Lao Yu himself, not by a young man like you. Do you know that today is a wedding banquet? If the police come and interrupt the banquet, and it turns out that you were the one who called the police, you may lose your job."
The young man calmed down and said irritably, "I'm going to find the manager!"
"What's wrong, Lao Xu? Why do you look so angry?" Old Master Yu walked over with a wine glass in hand. Seeing that Lao Xu's nostrils were flared, he asked with a smile.
The young man was so shocked that he couldn't speak when he saw that Old Master Yu really knew the beggar.
“Some people mistook me for a beggar and tried to kick me out.”
"Who, who has such audacity?" Old Master Yu's dangerous gaze fell upon the young man holding the champagne.
The young man was terrified, his hands trembling. Seeing the champagne tilt, Han Fei quickly caught it and said with a smile, "Don't bother with the young man, let's drink the champagne."
He waved to the young man, signaling him to leave.
The young man initially intended to run away, but then he remembered that he had just offended someone, so he stopped.
He bowed 90 degrees to Lao Xu: "I'm sorry, I was blind and looked down on you. I shouldn't have called you a beggar, and I shouldn't have called the police to drive you away at such a grand feast, causing an irreparable mistake."
"It hasn't been reported yet, never mind." Old Xu waved his hand.
"I'm sorry." The young man bowed again.
Old Xu said dejectedly, "If you bow a third time, that won't feel right! Are you trying to send me away?"
Han Fei and Old Master Yu chuckled softly.
After the young man left, Grandpa Yu toasted Old Xu, saying, "You shouldn't have worn something more presentable. No wonder that young man misunderstood you."
"This is the most decent set of clothes I have, it doesn't even have a hole in it," Old Xu said, pouting.
Grandpa Yu glanced at Han Fei: "Didn't you arrange a work uniform for him?"
"Forget it, I give him money to buy clothes, and then I turn around and buy clothes for his grandson. He's not willing to spend any money on himself, but as soon as he has money, he rushes over to give it to his grandson."
“Unlike you two, who are both big business owners with large families, all I can give my grandson is this much, along with my overflowing love! You have no idea how difficult it is for me to see my grandson every time. My ex-wife doesn't like me, and my son is also in a difficult position. He always has to send her away so that I can hold my grandson when she's not around. It's so hard!”
Grandpa Yu sighed, “I wonder what Xiaolong was like when he was a child. I wish I could go back in time and find him sooner so I could buy him nice clothes and fun toys and make his childhood happier.”
"You heartless bastard, now that you're rich, you've forgotten your parents!"
"I'm your brother! What kind of attitude is this! All I asked you to do is buy your nephew a house! Now that you're successful, what, you've become ungrateful!"
"We raised you from infancy, and now that you're back in a rich family, don't you ever think about repaying us? You ungrateful wretch, you unfilial son!"
A series of shouts and curses rang out, and all the media's cameras were pointed at the scene of the incident, where an elderly couple was pulling and beating the real young master whom the Yu family had just recognized.
"Old Yu, something's happened!" Old Xu exclaimed.
Grandpa Yu rushed over, almost tripping in his haste, but Han Fei caught him.
"Old Yu, don't rush, don't fall."
"Thank you, Lao Han."
Grandpa Yu rushed to his grandson's side and shoved away the old woman who was holding onto him: "Let go of my grandson!"
"Oh ho ho, you must be his wealthy grandfather, right? What, all these years we've raised your grandson for nothing, and you haven't even given us a token of appreciation?"
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