By the way, Lao Yang, I will take a day off tomorrow to go back and see my grandpa, he is already 104 years old this year. Xiao Zhen said depressedly
"Go ahead. Do you want to go back by helicopter or by car?" Lao Yang asked with concern.
"Don't worry, Lao Yang. I'm a bit sentimental. It's okay. I can drive back by myself. It's not far. My grandfather lives in the university town." Xiao Zhen said
"I went back to the dormitory and got two taels, not more. I hid a bottle of 1982 Wuliangye." Lao Yang didn't want to ask more questions. Everyone has their own scars and privacy.
In the evening, the two old friends and Fan Dabao drank a whole bottle of 1982 Wuliangye together. None of the three got drunk, and they all went their separate ways in a daze.
The next day, before leaving, Xiao Zhen left a note for Fan Dabao asking him to inform Old Zhang, who was staying in the town garden to spend his remaining years, to make arrangements.
Two boxes of Gongnong brand Maozi were sent to Lao Yang, a henpecked man, by air transport at an insured price.
The last bottle of old wine that this guy had hidden in the office was ruined by Fan Dabao, the drunkard.
As a boss, he has to make up for the big talk among his subordinates. Xiao Zhen convinced himself that he was definitely not sympathizing with the henpecked Lao Yang.
After arranging this matter, Xiao Zhen drove his car at full speed all the way to his "hometown", the Nanshan pine forest.
It was still the hill opposite the big golden eagle. Xiao Zhen stepped on the accelerator and drove here, staring blankly at the pine forest opposite.
Xiao Zhen has actually been feeling very bad recently. If he doesn't come here to stay for a while, he feels like he won't be able to hold it in.
The family feud started as early as the Plaza Accord. Xiao Zhen found every living person who was arranged by Luo Jiawen to take revenge, including the entire family of the bomber pilot who killed his mother Wen Yunshu.
However, Xiao Zhen was still holding a grudge in his heart and didn't let it out. This grudge might be the unrevenged national hatred and family feud!
Xiao Zhen stayed there until 3:00 p.m., his stomach growling with hunger. He then drove down the mountain and took the ring road back to his villa in the university town to visit his grandfather, who was in good spirits.
Xiao Zhen pushed his grandfather to the big square across the street to watch people of all ages dancing square dance.
"Small town, I might have to go see your grandma. She must be so lonely down there." Wen Dalu suddenly said with full energy.
"Grandpa, our good days have just begun. Grandpa, do you know my eldest son Zhennan? This kid is very promising. He made a small rocket by himself and was fined 200,000 yuan. Grandpa, let me show you the news!" Xiao Zhen fixed the brakes of the cart, took out his mobile phone and clicked on the video to show his grandfather
"Hahahaha, our Zhennan is really promising. His little rocket is very beautiful." Wen Dalu also looked at his great-grandson happily and said
"That's right, Grandpa, put on your reading glasses and look at this little kid named Osa. He's the son of Princess Sarah of Jordan and I. His foreign name is Osa, and he's now a prince in line for succession. His Chinese name is Zhendong.
The youngest is my son Odin, born to a Swedish woman and me. His mother's family is the same family I will soon be receiving the Nobel Prize for. He's a very smart and lively child.
This afternoon, Xiao Zhen was chatting with his grandfather in the University Town Square.
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