"Where is Zheng Jian?" In amazement, Yuan Shiba suddenly stood up and looked out the window.

"Old Du is lying again, haha, 18, you're fooled." Ni Bi'an didn't move at all, changed into a new tea and tasted it. "Where is Zheng Jian? I believe you if you let him show up."

"He has left." Du Tiandong looked into the distance outside the window. In the night, behind the rockery in the park, there was a high platform with trees vaguely visible, but no one was seen. His voice fell a little, "He still doesn't want to see us. He should know that we were drinking tea all night, and he stood at the high place and looked down at us, as if he was laughing and sneering. In his eyes, everything we did was meaningless and worthless..."

"Don't express your feelings and feelings, Lao Du, I'm fair, are you sure Zheng Jian has been here?" Yuan Shiba was a little impatient. He turned around and looked at the rockery and high platforms in the park in the distance. "It's so far, someone can't see clearly. What's the matter with telepathy? Use consciousness to communicate or go swimming together for a while?"

Du Tiandong did not refute Yuan Shiba's sarcasm, but sighed slightly: "After a long time, you have forgotten what Zheng Jian's nickname is? His name is Xiangshuai!"

Zheng Jian was indeed fragrant and handsome when he was young. He was born with a natural fragrance and added with fragrance. He made a homemade fragrance called Daoxiang, which can calm the mind and relieve mosquitoes. Daoxiang's fragrance is not strong, but it will not dissipate for a long time, and the fragrance is extremely unique.

Zheng Jian has always regarded the recipe of Daoxiang as a treasure. Not only did he not tell Du Tiandong and others, he even didn't know about Zheng Dao.

Zheng Dao, who was stolen by name as Xiangming, said that he was very wronged and needed his father to compensate for the formula, and let him inherit Xiangshuai's nickname.

"About three days ago, on the way home, I suddenly smelled the familiar fragrance that I hadn't smelled in the past 20 years. I thought it was an illusion. I looked around and didn't see Zheng Jian." Du Tiandong was very regretful for missing Zheng Jian twice. "I comforted myself as an illusion, but the familiar fragrance came again just now, and I knew it was not an illusion, but Zheng Jian appeared again."

Ni Bi'an got up and came to the window, opened the window, sniffed the air outside, and his face changed slightly: "Old Du, I admire Zheng Jian and your nose the most. Both of you have a dog nose... It is indeed a familiar fragrance many years ago."

Yuan Shiba also came over and smelled it, nodded: "I was led by you two old guys, and I seemed to smell the fragrance. So, Old Zheng really peeped at us for a while and left? This old guy is still so unique. Oh, if he had compromised a little back then, he would not have fallen into such a land. If he started a business, at least he would not be worse than you, Lao Du?"

"I admit that he is better at medical skills than me, but he may not be better than me in business, huh." Du Tiandong smiled dissatisfiedly, "But then again, no matter what Lao Du does, starting a business or continuing to be a doctor, his wealth will only be greater than what we add up."

"What's the useless thing to say these useless words!" Yuan Shiba suddenly got angry and threw Jianzhan in his hand. "Is there a way to turn around in life? Old Zheng is not retreating to the world, he is to atone for his sins..."

"Enough, Eighteen!" Du Tiandong stopped Yuan Shiba's roar, "Don't say that things are not difficult without the hardship of others. How many years have passed, why bother so much?"

"I don't care, I've been careless for a long time. Am I a petty person? Because Lao Zheng has lost my reputation and so much property, I'm not going to let it go?" Yuan Shiba grinned, and a hint of darkness appeared on his wrinkled face. Then he changed his expression with a relaxed expression, "Old Du, when are you going to transfer the shares to Zheng Dao and get the money? By the way, are you trying to repay the favor you owed Zheng Jian back then?"

"Don't transfer shares, no payment." Du Tiandong smiled, "I owed Zheng Jian the favor I had to return to Zheng Jian, and the favor I could not be inherited."

If Zheng Dao heard this, he would definitely scold Du Tiandong for being unreasonable and unkind, and for being incompetent, and for being the first to deceive people! It is natural for fathers to be in love with the sons to be loyal to them!

"I understand, you are comparing patient with Zheng Dao." Ni Bi'an carefully observed Du Tiandong's face and said boldly, "It's a pity that Old Du, we are all old and we will definitely lose a lot of money compared to young people."

"I'm playing a big game, a big game that you can't imagine is not as simple as patience." Du Tiandong was not angry or refuted, but just smiled complacently, "Forget it, I won't explain too much to you, and you won't understand if you say it."

He looked out the window again. In the deep night, everything in the world was shrouded in darkness and lost its true colors: "If I say that Lao Zhengtou and I have telepathy, as long as he appears within 100 meters around me, I will be able to notice it. Do you think my statement is a charlatan?"

"No, no, no." Yuan Shiba laughed, "With your age and identity, the charlatan is too low-end, you are at least a master."

"Master?" Du Tiandong waved his hand and shook his head, "Do I look so feudal and superstitious?"

"Fethical superstition..." Ni Bi'an extended his tone meaningfully, "Some traditional cultures have influenced our nation for thousands of years and ensured the endlessness of our nation. Moreover, in the entire feudal society, China is the most powerful country and the most advanced civilization in the world. Now, no one wants to completely deny our traditional culture and want to cut off our roots. Is it really out of kindness?"

"Whoever loves to believe, I think unless you are crazy about gaining and losing, you will think carefully about what are the purposes of aliens who are keen on letting us overturn traditions and establish living habits in their way?"

"For hundreds of years of modern history, the rise of Western culture has nothing more than four words - killing, stealing, robbing and colonization. How many countries that have accepted Western culture have fallen out?" Ni Bi'an smiled and his tone was a bit sad. "I still remember that Zheng Jian said when he met us for the last time many years ago - this is a carefully designed world."

"This is a carefully designed world!" Du Tiandong solemnly emphasized.

When He Buwu returned home, his two children were having fun with a dog and a cat. Zheng Dao was reading a book quietly, and He Xiaoyu was watching the drama with a smile.

"Are you watching your children or are you watching them?" He Buwuwu was angry, "If you really become parents in the future, you may have to raise your children like."

Yuanzhi immediately shook his head and wagged his tail, sticking out his tongue to seek credit for He Buwuwu.

"Dad, do you agree that I will marry Zheng Dao?" He Xiaoyu, who was immersed in the plot, suddenly woke up and jumped up with his pillow in his arms, "We will get the certificate tomorrow."

"I... Why did I give birth to you such a stupid daughter who wishes to bring her own RV and don't have a bride price?" He Buwu was so angry that he didn't know how to scold He Xiaoyu. He picked up the child and left, "It's time to go to bed, no clothes, and the same clothes. In two days, my grandfather will send you to kindergarten, get along well with the children, study hard with the teachers, and don't learn well with them. One has low abilities and the other has a broken IQ."

Zheng Dao raised his head and rubbed his eyes: "Uncle, Xiaoyu and I are still here. I have to say bad things behind my back to suit your vulgar appearance... What did you do just now? Could it be that I met my dad?"

He Buwu was so scared that he almost screamed. How could Zheng Dao, a clever ghost, guess so accurately? If it weren't for Zheng Dao's careless expression and a ignorant innocent look, he would have thought Zheng Dao knew something.

"No, no!" He Buwu roared, his tone increased by 38 degrees, "Everyone hurry up and go to bed! Xiaoyu will cook tomorrow, Zheng Dao will wash dishes, I will have a day off."

"It's not true to say loudly." Zheng Dao muttered in a low voice.

"That's right, are you guilty when you speak so loudly?" He Xiaoyu quickly added the blow, "Old He, I have a new nickname today, called He Xiaodao, does it sound nice?"

"Oh my God, let me die." He Buwu sighed to the sky.

"Grandpa, if you die, Wuyi will give you a care for the elderly and see you off." Du Wuyi was in a dilemma between He Buwu, Zheng Dao and He Xiaoyu for a moment. When he put himself in his shoes, he thought of him in He Buwuwu's arms, so he first maintained his stance of tending to He Buwuwu.

"Child, when grandpa is alive, you raise grandpa, it is called retirement. When grandpa dies, you buried grandpa, it is called death." Why don't you regret it as soon as you say it. He doesn't want to explain these cruel things to a child. He hurriedly seeks remedies, "Grandpa is very healthy and can live until you grow up."

"Then I will never grow up, so that my grandfather can never die." Du Wuyi touched He Buwu's red nose, "I don't want my grandfather to die."

Why Buwu remembered the meeting with Zheng Jian and the powerlessness of Zheng Jian's illness, and finally couldn't help but burst into tears and cried out: "Good child, grandpa doesn't love you in vain. If grandpa doesn't die, you must live healthy, okay?"

"What's wrong with uncle?" When He Buwu took the child upstairs, Zheng Dao had not figured out the situation yet. "Why are you crying so well? Are you disliked by the aunt when you go to dance square dance?"

"It's possible." He Xiaoyu nodded seriously and seriously, "Actually, it's not easy for Old He to be alone for many years. I don't object to him finding another partner, but the premise is that he has to have a house and a car."

"Why do you have to have a house and a car?" Zheng Dao was puzzled. "At this age, property or anything else matters."

"It's important, very important." He Xiaoyu was a little closer to Zheng Dao. She was wearing shorts and shorts, and her skin shone with a toned luster under the light. "She needs to have a house and a car to avoid asking for a house and a car to Lao Hetou. Lao Hetou's property can be inherited by me. Only when I inherit all his property and marry you can take it with me, can we ensure that we have food and drink in the future."
Chapter completed!