In October, the ginkgo leaves began to turn yellow, and the courtyard was cool. Occasionally, a piece of yellow fell, like little golden stars dotted on the grass.

This courtyard is very quiet and there is almost no voice. Huo Zhongnan put his hand in his bathrobe pocket, walked over on pebbles and paths, and pushed the door open and went in.

The heater was turned on inside, and it was warm, and the heat rushed towards him, making him frown.

"The master finally appeared." Tang Wenji sat in front of the tea table and was savoring the master's entertainment. When he saw Huo Zhongnan coming in, he smiled and reached out to him, "Your small courtyard is good. You know how to enjoy it."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Huo Zhongnan changed his seriousness just now, with a cold face, and smiled slightly, signaling him: "Uncle Tang, please sit down and say."

He did not shake hands.

Tang Wenji's eyebrows moved slightly and sat back with a smile.

"Tell me, what's the reason for today?"

Huo Zhongnan sat opposite him, frowning slightly, "Is it okay to apologize to you?"

This answer surprised Tang Wenji briefly. Then, the normal state between his eyebrows was restored to normal, "You, my uncle and nephew, don't go around the corner."

Huo Zhongnan curled his lips and said casually: "Uncle Tang came to me a while ago, and I happened to be in a bad state and didn't see you. Uncle Tang didn't scold me in his heart, right?"

Tang Wenji took a sip of tea, "Where can it be? I'm just worried about you. There are some bad statements outside, and I was very worried about your body at that time."

Huo Zhongnan smiled and supported his temples with his fingers: "I almost lost half my life. Fortunately, the King of Hell won't accept me."

"You are a blessed child. Old Zhao has a spirit in the sky, and he is watching you." Tang Wenji sighed, "But you are still too unfamiliar with Uncle Tang. If you have any problems in the future or any obstacles that cannot be overcome, come to me. Do you know?"

Huo Zhongnan looked at Tang Wenji's sincere face and smiled.

"There is really one thing that I want to ask Uncle Tang for advice."

"Hey! It's too polite to ask for advice. Just say anything, you can tell me everything you know and say everything!"

Huo Zhongnan thought carefully, "Have Uncle Yu mentioned to you that he wants to acquire Fucheng?"

Tang Wenji did not answer and agreed.

Huo Zhongnan looked at him with a cold face solemnly: "Uncle Yu hopes to win it at a low price. But now, two or three companies have contacted us, and the quotations are much higher than those of uncle."

After hearing what he said, Tang Wenji seemed to be surprised.

"Isn't this floating city an unfinished building? Someone is willing to offer a high price?"

Huo Zhongnan laughed, "Where do you hear that the floating city is unfinished?"

Tang Wenji cannot not understand how much money has been invested before and after this project.

He was stunned for a moment, looked at Huo Zhongnan, and said with a smile: "What do you mean? Let me give you an idea? Should I sell it to you Uncle Yu, or to sell it at a high price? Or, if you don't want to sell your Uncle Yu, please let me persuade him to stop?"

Huo Zhongnan smiled but said nothing.

"I want me to tell you, Uncle Yu is a real person. If you sell him, the price may not be that high, but the final completion rate will definitely be the one that satisfies you the most. After all, Fucheng is also your hard work project. If you want to sell it, you must find a reliable buyer, right? Anan, you are not short of this money."

Tang Wenji spoke sincerely.

In this trance, it was hard to figure out whether it was true or false.

"You and Uncle Yu have a good relationship."

The smile on Huo Zhongnan's lips made Tang Wenji feel a little cold.

He was stunned, "Do you believe my suggestions? Haha. Anan, you are still too young. Uncle Tang's words are all heartfelt."

"I believe." Huo Zhongnan nodded and added: "I just envy."

"envious?"

"I envy my dad."

Speaking of his deceased father Zhao Yaoxuan, a layer of coldness appeared in Huo Zhongnan's eyes.

"If he were there, he would probably be the same as Uncle Tang and Uncle Yu."

"That's for sure." Tang Wenji said: "Speaking of all, my relationship with your father was much closer to you than to your Uncle Yu. We went to the countryside in the same group and arrived in Yujia Village on the same day. We happened to be assigned to a dormitory. It would not be an exaggeration to say that we were as close as brothers."

"What about Uncle Yu?" Huo Zhongnan asked inadvertently.

"Uncle Yu?" Tang Wenji seemed puzzled.

"Is he a good relationship with my dad?" Huo Zhongnan asked.

"They!" Tang Wenji lowered his head to drink tea, frowned slightly, as if thinking, and after a while, he said: "They should have no friendship."

Speaking of this, Tang Wenji laughed.

"At that time, your father was a senior intellectual, and Yu Dazhuang was a grassroots farmer. He didn't know each other, so he couldn't tell the same thing. Moreover, you may not know much. When your father was young, he was a little arrogant. Well, to the words of your young people now, it was aloof. Most people don't like to pay attention to it."

Huo Zhongnan said: "It's not easy to get along with."

"Haha, you can't say that to your father." When talking about the past of your youth, Tang Wenji seemed a little excited, with his eyes shining brightly. "He just talks little and doesn't like to date strangers, but he is really kind. If anyone needs help from his fellow villager, he will definitely be the first to arrive. It's really a person."

After another thought, he looked at Huo Zhongnan again, his eyes full of loving smile.

"You came to me today. Is that what you want to hear?"

Huo Zhongnan smiled: "I can't hide it from Uncle Tang."

"Do you miss your father?" Tang Wenji's smile widened,

But at this moment, I heard Huo Zhongnan say: "Today is his death day. This yard was built during his lifetime and is intended to be used to support my mother."

Tang Wenji's face changed slightly, and his eyes subconsciously looked around.

"The house is good, Lao Zhao has a good vision."

Huo Zhongnan did not let go of any emotional changes on his face, and smiled again when he saw this.

"It was in this room that he took his last breath."

Tang Wenji turned around and looked surprised.

Huo Zhongnan seemed to smile: "Uncle Tang, was scared?"

"Oh!" Tang Wenji shook his head and sighed, "You should have told me earlier that I was not prepared for anything, so I came over empty-handedly. I hope Lao Zhao has a spirit in the sky and don't blame me."

A cup of tea was slowly taken down and then slowly landed on the tea table.

The expression on Huo Zhongnan's face remained unchanged.

"Uncle Tang, you're welcome. It's been more than ten years, and I've almost forgotten it."

"well!"

Tang Wenji always sighed like this today, "Old Zhao is really worth it. I couldn't believe it when I heard about this. Why did he go there at a young age?"

Almost no one knows the cause of Zhao Yaoxuan's death.

Back then, the Huo family claimed that it was an accident, but no one knew what the accident was and how it happened.

Tang Wenji's eyes showed doubts at the right time.

However, Huo Zhongnan did not intend to solve his doubts and smiled faintly.

"Uncle Tang doesn't know?"
Chapter completed!