"A blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise."

This sentence was spoken by Dai Zhenhong to his in-law Yang Huaping, who came over from Dutch city to visit him on weekends.

At that time, Dai Zhenhong had been discharged from the hospital, but he did not return to his home in By-Health One. During this period, he followed his daughter's arrangements and temporarily moved to a garden house to "recuperate" for the convenience of his daughter and son-in-law.

Why is the word "cultivation" enclosed in double quotation marks?

The reason is very simple. It is impossible for Dai Zhenhong to completely leave his job to recuperate. Although he will not be able to run around like before for a long time, for a group company as big as Runyuan Real Estate, Dai Zhenhong needs to make many decisions.

Make a decision.

Therefore, Dai Zhenhong is equivalent to moving his office to the garden house. During the day, if there are any documents to be signed, the secretary will come and show them to him.

If there is a meeting, Dai Zhenhong can also use the equipment in Yang Qian's study - these equipment are used by Yang Qian for live broadcast classes, and are more than enough to hold a video conference.

However, such intense work is almost like taking a vacation for Dai Zhenhong.

Most of the time, he was able to put aside the distracting thoughts related to the company in his mind and go to the courtyard to look up at Yunjuanyunshu's leisurely and leisurely life, and look down at Xiao Zhaozhao's innocent little buttocks as he crawled to his side.

!

No, now Dai Zhenhong and Yang Huaping are sitting in the courtyard downstairs, drinking tea and chatting.

"You haven't had a proper rest in years, so take this opportunity to give yourself a long vacation. If you can't wait until the injury is completely healed, you can wait until after the New Year before going back to work!"

As Yang Huaping spoke, he brewed some green mandarin oranges that Dai Zhenhong brought from home.

This tea is not a specialty of Hecheng, but it is a specialty of Guangdong Province. It is made by stuffing tea leaves into the peel of tea branches and tangerines that were picked when they were still very green, with the pulp removed, and then dried or dried into tangerine peel.

Add Pu'er's unique flavor to your tea!

Many people in Guangdong Province like to drink it, and Yang Huaping himself likes it very much. What he brought to Shanghai this time was high-end small green mandarin oranges brought from the origin by a friend - not only do they use high-quality peels, they have been processed for three years

The above has been made into tangerine peel, and is also stuffed with very old and authentic Pu'er ripe tea from Caiyun Province!

I saw Yang Huaping uncovering the small lid on it, putting the small green mandarin oranges in the teapot, and pouring the boiling water on the tea leaves in the middle to brew. Suddenly, the smoke was thick, and the cool outdoor air seemed to be filled with the mellow and fruity aroma of the tea.

The fragrance!

The tea soup is a clean and translucent red. The bright and warm sunlight in the morning is refracted from the tea soup, just like amber under the light. It has a rich and moist beauty full of age!

It's not that Dai Zhenhong has never drank Xiaoqinggan. He must be more knowledgeable than Yang Huaping, but drinking this kind of tea in the past was like a cow chewing peony. He didn't even know what it tasted after drinking it. He only thought about discussing with others.

It's over.

Now, with this rare leisure time, he could listen to the introduction by his in-laws with a smile, and then slowly taste the taste of the tea according to the method taught by Yang Huaping.

"It does have a layered feel! This tea tastes smoother and sweeter than drinking Pu'er directly!"

Dai Zhenhong smacked his lips and shared his feelings with Yang Huaping.

"That's it, the tangerine peel has the effect. And if you drink this tea, it can regulate your body. The tangerine peel can moisturize the lungs, resolve phlegm and relieve cough..."

Yang Huaping said calmly.

It doesn't seem to be very important whether it really has such a miraculous effect or whether it is just a tea seller's boast. Dai Zhenhong and the others drank happily and felt psychologically comfortable, which is more important than any other effect!

However, as they chatted, the topic returned to Yang Qian.

"Why does Yang Qian run away every day? I won't talk about him because he was busy before. You are so seriously injured and he is still away from home every day. What does this mean?"

Yang Huaping had not seen his son when he came to the capital, and it was estimated that Yang Qian would not have time to come back to the capital when he went back to work.

No way, Yang Huaping's arrival in the past few days happened to be stuck on Yang Qian's important schedule to attend a Beijing TV Spring Festival Gala and the last rehearsal of the CCTV Spring Festival Gala. Yang Qian couldn't wait for his father to arrive, so he rushed there

Went to Beijing.

Not only is Yang Qian unavailable these days, they probably won't be able to spend this year's Spring Festival Gala together.

Originally, Dai Yuni and Yang Qian had planned, just like before, when the Spring Festival was approaching, the whole family would go to the capital to live together and spend the Spring Festival in the courtyard. In this case, even if Yang Qian needed to go to Yangtai

Even if he sings live at the Spring Festival Gala, he can come back in time to reunite with everyone.

But who would have expected that Dai Zhenhong would get into a car accident and be seriously injured.

In this case, it is obviously unrealistic to move between the two cities, and the injured need to rest.

It is impossible for Dai Yuni to abandon her father and take her children to the capital to celebrate the New Year with Yang Qian.

Therefore, they could only stay in the Magic City while Yang Qian went to the capital alone to attend the Spring Festival Gala.

"Young people should work more outside. Why should they stay at home? Take care of me? I can't move, and I have hired a caregiver. I also have my own assistant and secretary. What can't be done?"

Dai Zhenhong waved his hand carelessly.

If Yang Qian gave up his job because of him and stayed at home to do his homework, Dai Zhenhong would look down on him.

Men should be career-minded and don’t play around with their children!

"I'm actually happier that he's not at home."

Dai Zhenhong suddenly smiled, waved to Yang Huaping, and asked him to come over.

"I now know that these young people know how to play!"

Looking at his mysterious look, people who don't know may think they are talking about secret treasures.

But Dai Zhenhong pointed upstairs, and Yang Huaping looked up.

"The equipment they have is really good. They have a recording studio at home, you know? The audio equipment and microphones there are, wow, many times better than the set of equipment I installed myself before! So he doesn't know how to do it now.

At home, I feel comfortable. If I have nothing to do, I can go to his recording studio to sing and listen to music!"

Dai Zhenhong said to Yang Huaping with joyful eyebrows.

All right!

Dai Zhenhong treats Yang Qian's recording studio as a private box!

However, this cannot be blamed on Dai Zhenhong. If Yang Qian hadn't been worried that his father-in-law would be bored at home and took the initiative to teach him how to use the equipment in the recording studio to listen to and sing songs, how would Dai Zhenhong himself know this?

Dai Zhenhong didn't deliberately avoid Yang Qian and go to his recording studio. How could Comrade Dai be such a sneaky person? His son-in-law's equipment is still licensed. If he wants to play, he can just play openly.

, no psychological burden.

But if Yang Qian is at home, he often plunges into the recording studio and works for most of the day - sometimes practicing his own voice and singing, sometimes practicing new songs for Ouyang Xiaoqing

Make an accompaniment band.

In this way, Dai Zhenhong can't just play whenever he wants. Therefore, it's better for Yang Qian, a brat like him, to go on a business trip. Dai Zhenhong can sing as he likes. He can sing at any time he wants! He can sing at any time he wants.

till what time!

"Is it so magical? Isn't his recording studio small? Is that space comparable to a box?"

Yang Huaping was doubtful.

He had visited every room in his son's new home before coming to Shanghai, and of course the recording studio was not missed either.

Yang Huaping had no particular impression of the small-looking recording studio. Apart from finding it relatively novel, he just muttered to himself, is it necessary to build one like this at home?

Chinese, who doesn’t want to have as many bedrooms as possible in his home?

It is really counter-intuitive to leave the limited room for a recording studio that seems a bit out of the ordinary!

However, Yang Huaping didn't say anything. Young people have money, so they can do whatever they want. As an elder, it's better to say less. What's more, he also knows that his son is engaged in this industry and pretends to be a good person at home.

A recording studio makes sense.

"It's even better! Its sound-absorbing effect is excellent. It's not as good as others. No matter how you sing when you close the door, you can't hear anything outside and there's no echo inside. And the sound effect is also top-notch.

Yes, the microphone pick-up effect is also very good!”

Although Dai Zhenhong has never said it in front of Yang Qian, he has always recognized and liked Yang Qian's musical ability and taste from the bottom of his heart.

Whether it’s the songs written by Yang Qian, the old records and CDs collected by Yang Qian, or the players, stereos and other equipment that Yang Qian bought himself, Dai Zhenhong really likes them!

Like listening to music in Yang Qian's recording studio, Dai Zhenhong has no use for "advanced" computer equipment.

He directly used the top audiophile player that Yang Qian had added for collection purposes to play the vinyl records that were either a few years old or had been ripped in recent years!

I closed the door in the recording studio, lay down on my side, listened, and squinted my eyes to rest. For someone who loves listening to music, this feeling is not too pleasant!

While drinking tea with Yang Huaping and talking about this recording studio, Dai Zhenhong felt a little itchy again.

"How about we brothers also go and sing a couple of songs? Let's go for a walk and bring the tea with us. Let's go upstairs and continue singing and drinking!"

Dai Zhenhong suggested.

"Well, when I sing, I just yell..."

Yang Huaping spoke modestly, but his buttocks were already raised first.

However, before Yang Huaping could pack them up and go up together, the door to the courtyard was opened by the concierge.

Along with the opening of the iron door, the sound of noisy children's songs broke into their eardrums like an uninvited guest.

Without looking, Dai Zhenhong knew that the high-end and earthy stroller in which Yang Xiaozhao was sitting was coming back from outside!

Sure enough, when Dai Zhenhong pushed the wheelchair with a smile on his face, turned in one direction, and wanted to meet him, Dai Yuni's laughter came over instead of Yang Xiaozhao.

"Grandpa, grandpa, we are back!"

At the open door, Dai Yuni and Hong Xiaoxia were pushing a stroller in. Of course Yang Xiaozhao was sitting inside. She hadn't noticed her grandfather yet. She raised her little hands high and patted her stroller excitedly.
To be continued...