Fresh wife is amazing

Chapter 475 Thirty Fame Dust and Dirt

Shancheng, Liu's house.

The Liu family can be called a prince's mansion, standing quietly in the quiet mountain forest.

At first glance, you can see that this is a villa that inherits the essence of traditional Chinese architecture.

While maintaining traditional architecture, this villa also integrates unique artistic styles such as elegance, simplicity, and richness.

Although this area is still located in a busy city, it is not very remote, but the environment of the community is elegant, and the terrain of the mountain city is peculiar, making the Liu family's house seem to rely on nature, subtle and beautiful, secluded and elegant.

Seen from a distance, the facade of the Liu Family Villa is simple and elegant, while the inner court structure is full of human touch.

The glyph-shaped roof is made of overlapping tiles.

During the day, the crimson roof tiles are particularly eye-catching under the sunlight.

Liu Qianqian has been to many villas of other people's houses, and when she looked back, she realized that her own house was the best.

Our own villa has a romantic and solemn temperament, with a high foyer and a grand door, round arch windows and stone masonry at corners, which are full of grace and luxury.

Entering the small courtyard, the dense and verdant bamboo stands in two rows along the path, and the green bamboo leaves gradually enclose at the top, forming a round arched "roof".

During the day, the strong sunlight and the scorching heat in late summer are isolated by the green bamboo leaves.

Liu Qianqian felt that the fly in the ointment was that their yard was too small.

The courtyard of Thirteenth Aunt's house is the real courtyard.

Aunt Thirteen’s yard is a proper Soviet-style garden. No matter where you go in the park, you can’t see the landscape ten meters ahead of the road. The green and tall green plants hide the whole park in it. There are passages, and the passages are full of green plants such as bamboo forests.

In front of Thirteenth Aunt's courtyard, Liu's small courtyard pales in comparison.

However, two new couplets were hung on the pillars of the garden pavilion of the Liu family, adding a poetic touch to the small courtyard.

"Ten miles of tung trees are covered with purple moss, and my husband fell asleep while trying to get drunk; I have thanked for my meritorious deeds in this life, and my clear dreams should not reach the ancient locust tree."

Next to the pavilion, there is a tree, a locust tree transplanted from the north for thousands of miles.

The two couplets are actually a seven-character quatrain called "Tongyin Qingmeng".

Liu Qianqian asked casually, and Yang Fan gave it casually.

If he knew that the Liu family would hang the characters in the courtyard, Yang Fan would not be so casual.

But even if he is casual, Liu's father regards it as a treasure.

In the small castle-like villa, the huge living room is as open as the lobby of a five-star hotel.

The floor paved with black marble is as bright as a mirror. There are gorgeous crystal pendant chandeliers, pure black fragrant wood tables and imported brand-name cushion chairs, and exquisitely carved tea tables...

"Old Liu, did that fortune teller kill you?" An elderly woman's voice sounded.

"Dead, so dead that I can't die anymore." Another elderly man replied with a cold voice.

"Good death, if it wasn't for his crow's mouth, Qianqian wouldn't be in this situation." The woman's voice was a bit harsh.

"Qianqian is already at this age, so it's not true that she will never marry or have children for the rest of her life?" The old man's voice was full of helplessness and anxiety.

The couple are both gray-haired, and their age seems to have passed the age of sixty, even if they have not reached the age of seventy.

"How long has it been since Yueyue came back?" the old lady asked the old man in a low voice.

"I can't remember clearly, it's been a long time." The old man sighed in a low voice, "I didn't expect to beat the mandarin ducks for the sake of the so-called face, but now I don't have a daughter by my side. What's the use of our hard work all our lives?"

"How old are Bao'er and Beibei?" The old lady's eyes became a little dull.

"I'm in junior high school." The old man took out a box from under the coffee table, which contained exquisite cigars.

"Do you want to die early and still smoke?" Smelling the smell of smoke, the old lady became furious and scolded her wife.

The old man sneered: "What's the use of living so long? The younger daughter doesn't get married, and the older daughter not only doesn't get married, but also turns against us and is bitter about our unfeeling back then."

The old lady was silent, and asked for a long time, "How is Yang Fan doing now?"

The old man laughed at himself: "Better than us, and better than Yueyue and Qianqian."

"You're still laughing!" The old lady reached out and snatched the cigar from the old man's mouth, and threw it far away.

The cigar hit a screen and fell to the floor.

A sweeping robot slid past and quickly cleaned up the garbage.

"Do you think I'm having fun?" The old man took another cigar out of the box and lit it.

"It wasn't you who beat Yang Fan who came to the house back then, and his head was bleeding. Could things have turned into what they are now?" The old lady stretched out her hand, wanting to grab the cigar again.

The old man stretched out his hand to block, and threw away the old woman's arm: "Didn't you yell and swear to the death that I would do it?"

"You put all the blame on me, don't you? Old man Liu, you are nothing. You are a worthless wretch who will never be able to enter Yanjing for the rest of your life. It's your fault that your daughter is not married..." The old lady turned on the shrew mode and stretched out her hand to scratch the old man.

The old man got up to dodge, kicked over the coffee table, and shouted loudly: "It's my fault for not being able to enter Yanjing, my daughter's misfortune is also my fault, and everything is my fault. As long as you have the ability, didn't you drive away the son-in-law who got Chenglong Kuai? You Look at how well people are living now, eternal life, fame and fortune, two births and four children, a lively family of seven. If it weren't for you, would we still be sitting here alone? Maybe a dozen grandchildren gathered together, like It’s as lively as the start of school.”

The old lady looked sad.

They are now like empty nesters, with both daughters moving out and one of them barely communicating with them.

No other reason, because they tried their best to prevent the marriage of the two daughters.

The result was that the son-in-law-to-be separated from their daughter, and soon got married, while their two daughters remained unmarried.

The older one gave birth out of wedlock, and the two elders still don't know who the granddaughter's biological father is.

This is actually not a big deal. The eldest daughter will have children to accompany her in the future, but the problem is that her relationship with her parents has broken down, and she hasn't come back to see her parents for a long, long time.

The youngest daughter has inherited her mother's business, but she has been single all the time, let alone getting married, and she doesn't even find a boyfriend.

The older they get, the more anxious the two elders become.

If you don't get married again, you won't be able to have a little daughter or a child.

The older the mother, the more dangerous it is for a mother to have a baby.

Even if modern medicine is countless times more advanced than before, it still cannot reverse this phenomenon of life.

Suddenly.

The phone rang, it was the old lady's phone.

She fumbled through the phone.

"What?" As soon as the call was connected, there was a light in the old lady's dull eyes: "Yang Fan and Wenchu ​​divorced? Hurry up, block the news, ask Qianqian to come back, bring 500 billion, and go to the Yang family to propose marriage... ..."

In mid-air, Liu Qianqian, who was overlooking this scene from the perspective of God, was overjoyed.

Yang Fan divorced, his chance has come, it's great...

next moment.

Liu Qianqian woke up from the bed on the second floor of Yang Fan's house.

Sitting on the bed, she looked dull.

dreaming?
What the hell, I dreamed that it seems to be more than ten or twenty years later.

The half-truth and half-false look in the dream is very real.

"Tong Yin Qing Meng" is true, the words she asked Yang Fan after returning from the trip.

Just hung it up today.

The lights in the room were on, but Liu Qianqian was alone.

Guoguo ran downstairs at some point, and Liu Qianqian could hear the little girl downstairs yelling.

Originally, I just wanted to lie down, but I didn't expect to fall asleep.

Not knowing how long she had been asleep, Liu Qianqian picked up her phone and checked the time.

Fortunately, I only slept for less than 10 minutes.

Liu Qianqian hurriedly got out of bed and went downstairs to avoid being rude.

The whole family is chatting together, and I am new here, so it is not right to hide upstairs.

"Accidentally fell asleep just now." Coming downstairs, Liu Qianqian felt a little embarrassed, and sat next to Yang Fan.

She felt very, very happy, because it was just a dream.

"I've been driving for several hours, are you tired?" Mama Yang asked with concern.

Before Liu Qianqian could speak, Yang Fan said to Yang's mother, "Mom, I forgot to tell you that we are going back to Qianjiang by plane."

"By plane?"

Yang's father and Yang's mother were very surprised.

"Didn't you come back by car?" Yang Ma asked.

"Aunt Thirteen has a plane." Yang Fan said.

Only then did Father Yang and Yang Fan truly feel that Aunt Thirteen is a rich person.

Today's people only have cars, and they can no longer tell whether they are rich or not.

But if you have a plane, you must be a real rich man.

"There are planes." Yang's mother was not happy, but a little worried.

The notion of a right family hit her mind again. Her family's conditions were too poor, and it was very different from the Wen family. Could her son be able to climb high?
"Are uncles and aunts busy recently? If not, come back to the main city with us the day after tomorrow and stay for a few days before coming back." Thirteenth Aunt sent an invitation to Yang's father and Yang's mother.

Guoguo climbed onto Yang Fan's lap and said to Yang's mother, "Grandma, we have moved to a new house. The house is big enough for you and grandpa. Sister Qianqian and Sister Yueyue both have rooms, and so do I, but I don't live there. I'm going to share a room with my mother."

Just when Yang Fan was worried that the little girl would say that he also lived in the same room with his mother, the little girl said again: "Daddy also has his own room. I asked my father to share a room with my mother, but my father always refused."

The whole family, except Guoguo, was relieved.

Liu Qianqian looked more relaxed and happy than Yang Fan's family, and the children's words were the most believable.

Dreams are indeed the opposite.

"The farming is busy recently, so I can't go out. When I have time, my grandfather and I will go to the main city to see Guoguo." Yang Ma said with a smile.

She is not a woman who covets glory and wealth, if she wants to covet, she can only covet what her son gives her.

Although she is very tempted to take a flight.

Flying has not been exclusive to rich people for a long time, but Yang Ma has never been on a plane even once.

"Grandma, you must go. Our house is very big. Watermelon said that it will look even better when the plants in the garden grow up."

After ten o'clock in the evening, seeing that the parents who were accustomed to going to bed early showed signs of drowsiness, Yang Fan asked them to go back to the house to sleep.

He led Guoguo, Aunt Thirteen, and Liu Qianqian back to the second floor.

In the yard, in the vegetable garden in the distance, there are more and more fireflies all over the mountains and plains.

Especially when the night is dark and the wind is high and the moon does not come out, the fireflies look brighter than usual.

"The mountain is really nice, more beautiful than Tongtian Garden." Sitting on the balcony, Thirteenth Aunt looked at the scene in front of her, full of joy.

Liu Qianqian couldn't sit still, she leaned on the railing and stared at the world of fireflies without blinking.

"Not necessarily, the people here are used to it, but they want to live in the city instead." Yang Fan was not surprised by the night in front of him.

"Is it like this here in summer?" Thirteenth Aunt asked.

"In my impression, the back mountain is even more magical, because there is a water pool there, and there are more fireflies around it." Yang Fan said.

"Can I still watch the flowers bloom now?" Thirteenth Aunt was eager to move.

Liu Qianqian turned around and didn't speak, but her expression showed that she was also about to move.

Looking at the quiet Guoguo in his arms, who was about to fall asleep at any time, Yang Fan thought.

Just to see the scenery, and have to take a shower when I come back.

Didn't get anything done, not worth it!
So, he refused: "Tomorrow night, the weather forecast shows that the weather will be fine tonight. You can sleep on the roof and watch the stars at night, but not tonight."

"The people in your village are so happy." Liu Qianqian was a little envious.

Yang Fan shook his head: "I remember that there were quite a lot of people in the village when I was a child, but it became less and less afterward."

"Why?" Liu Qianqian asked.

"Is it the reason why housing prices are getting higher and higher because the second and third children are not open?" Thirteenth Aunt guessed.

Yang Fan said: "This place is only suitable for living for a while. Like many scenic spots, it is not suitable for permanent residence. In the village, not only did young people not want to settle down on the mountain when they grew up, they even moved several families from the original mountain. I guess After a while, compared to when I was a child, the permanent population of the village is now reduced by half.”

On the opposite hill, there used to be a village, but it disappeared later.

There are no pools or reservoirs on the mountain there, so it is not suitable for living and working in peace.

"For you, you may not have a deep understanding, but for ordinary people, life should be down-to-earth, and dreams are more realistic." Yang Fan thought of Wang Shenhai.

I was diagnosed with a physical problem right after I graduated. At that time, I didn’t need to spend a lot of money, and it was possible to cure it properly.

But he just didn't.

The family can't make up for it even if they sell pots and sell iron.

10,000+, for the rich, it may be just a meal and a brand-name bag.

Ordinary people have worked hard for several years, but they may not be able to save so much money.

"Fortunately, every village now has access to roads, people's living standards have improved, electric cars are cheap, and every family can afford them, and it's convenient to go up and down the mountain. If it was the same as when I was a child, there would not be a few families left in our village now. It's gone." Yang Fan said, carrying the sleeping Guoguo back to the room and letting her sleep first.

Aunt Thirteen and Liu Qianqian obviously didn't want to sleep yet, they sat around and chatted with Yang Fan happily.

The only regret is that there is no tea table, and there is no place to put melon and fruit snacks. I can't make a pot of tea if I want to, so I have to go downstairs.

If you are in Thirteenth Aunt's villa, you can sit down and drink tea and chat anywhere.

Even the garden has pavilions, tea stands, sinks, etc. It doesn’t matter if melons and fruit snacks are in the house, you can use artificial intelligence to help bring them over.

A firefly seemed to have lost its way and flew onto Yang Fan's arm.

Liu Qianqian excitedly lay on Yang Fan's arm to observe.

At some point, Yang Fan raised his head, twinkling and twinkling, the sky is full of small stars, hanging in the sky to shine brightly, like many small eyes...

(End of this chapter)