20 years of restarting life

Chapter 1466 The little uncle is very bright
After understanding all this, Zhao Changan and Wen Ye could also understand why Grandma Wen Ye's parents had to go back so far to Chaohu to send a telegram to Jinling.

It was because the couple judged that Jinling would definitely not be able to hold it, and it wouldn't even take long for the devil's warships to cruise wildly on the Yangtze River from Jinling to Jiangcheng.

A few months later, as long as Mingzhu Ye can patiently visit the fishermen along the river, in such a short period of time, the memories of those explosion points should be more or less forgotten by these people, and they may be able to locate and salvage.

In fact, the location of the sunken ship is neither in Wuhu nor in Ma'anshan, but has already passed Anqing!

This is also the reason why Li Mingde took the risk. He never imagined that this humble steamer had such a powerful horsepower, and it only took one night to sail past Anqing.

If he didn't act again, after another day's high-speed sailing, the small steamer would be able to reach Jiangcheng at night and go ashore, and Ye Deming would never have another chance.

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Zhao Changan sent Liu Cui and Zeng Xiaoxiao back to the villa, and pulled Liu Cui's little hand who was not very happy: "I'll talk to him about business, and I'll be back after I finish."

"I didn't tell you to come back early. I can still take care of you in your normal social life? But those shameless women should stay away from them, especially the woman who lent you the guitar with a vicious look on her face." Son!"

Liu Cui was very vigilant, looking at Zeng Xiaoxiao who was not up to date, she just pursed her lips and smiled, and grabbed her arm angrily: "Your brother Chang'an is about to be harmed by other fox spirits, don't worry ?”

"In my eyes, Brother Chang'an is the Monkey King, who specializes in fighting bone spirits."

Zeng Xiaoxiao's attitude left Liu Cui speechless.

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In the night, Zhao Changan walked towards the beach in the south of the community, and he could see men and women dancing and frolicking around several blazing bonfires.

In front is a small banana forest.

A small gazebo is surrounded by a banana forest and a small rockery.

In the clear light of the crescent moon, Zhao Changan saw the girl who borrowed his guitar, standing gracefully in the pavilion, the guitar was placed on the bench, leaning against a pillar of the pavilion, the guitar In the moonlight, the six strings flowed with unpredictable light like metal texture.

"Zhao Changan."

The girl's voice trembled.

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Zhao Changan and Jin Feiyue strolled on the beach with high tide.

"Nanfu is a very good girl. There are many people who like her in these neighborhoods, and there are also many people who chase after her. I thought you two could get things done in the pavilion. I don't like this of?"

Jin Feiyue smiled at Zhao Changan: "Uncle, you brought two girls here to play this time, I thought you were a veteran of flowers, but I was wrong, you are still a very principled person. "

"What's the principle of love between men and women? If you think about it clearly and feel capable and want to do it, then don't procrastinate. Just do it. If you think you can't do it and it's irrelevant, just flash it. How can there be so much ink at all?" .Actually, men, who doesn’t like beautiful girls, who doesn’t love cute girls, if a beautiful woman has experienced many blows, everyone will meet a passer-by by chance, and stay in a deserted village for warmth. It’s an absurd dream, the next day I can think about going to different places without disturbing each other. But for this kind of fledglings who get carried away for a while, moths fly to the flame, and can be trapped for the rest of their lives at once, I'd better not make troubles and harm others."

Zhao Chang'an couldn't help thinking of Jing Xiu's mother, Jing Xingmei.

Jing Xingmei, who was still in high school back then, walked into the bar for the first time because of her classmates' birthday party.

The prodigal son fixed his eyes on the little white rabbit. He played "The Prodigal Son's Voice" and dressed in a fashionable and avant-garde style. He rode a motorcycle and brought Jing Xingmei home to sleep that night.

It also opened Jing Xingmei's unfortunate life for most of her life, and also made their daughter Jingxiu live at the bottom with low self-esteem and struggle hard.

The master of the past, the master of the future, Zhao Changan has no reason to make such a low-level mistake just for the sake of gaining power for a while.

Besides, there are Liu Cui and Zeng Xiaoxiao in my villa. Since there are delicious food at home, and he has eaten twice in the afternoon, he is not hungry at all, so why steal food from outside.

"Little uncle, you think clearly!"

Jin Feiyue expressed his admiration.

The two came to the beach where several huge stones were piled up, where the front of the high tide sea water had reached the front of the huge stone pile.

"Climb high and look far, go up and sit down."

Zhao Chang'an took a stride and climbed up the huge boulders with both legs on the left and right, and jumped up to the highest platform on the top of the boulder with a height of five or six meters.

Seeing this, Jin Feiyue was tongue-tied: "Little uncle, no wonder you are interested in cave diving, it's too fierce and awesome!"

Using both hands and feet, Jin Feiyue climbed up, and stood side by side with Zhao Changan looking at the sparkling sea.

"I heard that you have lived here for several years? In fact, I also admire you. I'm not afraid that my senior brother will get angry for a while and have another one with your aunt."

"I don't object to this, and I guess my old man has been working hard for the past two years, and he may not be able to do it, haha!"

Jin Feiyue laughed happily and said: "During this time, Xiaoyu and I started to make rice, and together with my father-in-law and mother-in-law, they bombarded us with phone calls all day long, and my mother also kept letting me Hurry up and do business, and don't let the old man's property fall into the hands of others. But, who cares about the money?"

Jin Feiyue's voice carried a contemptuous disdain: "Other people can be as rare as they like, and I don't care about it!"

Zhao Changan took the cigarette that Jin Feiyue handed him, it was a Huazi.

"Little uncle, you don't think that Xiao Yu and I got the money from my family and hers, do you?"

Jin Feiyue said with a smile: "Xiaoyu likes the sea, and doesn't like the noisy city, feasting and feasting. The few of us are actually the same. We are tired of the city's intrigue and intrigue, and we yearn for the freedom of the sea. Simple, direct, daring to love and hate , live as you please. But this also requires a lot of money to support. Without money, how can we live freely, carefree, and live the life we ​​yearn for? When we were all studying in Western Europe, A friend who came together because I love traveling and diving. I said that I have stayed here for several years, but in fact this can only be regarded as the base camp of a few of us. I spend at least half a year diving in various waters abroad. Especially the kind of caves Diving. Just like this yacht, in fact, it didn’t cost the family a penny, it was all the funds we harvested from the sea.”

Zhao Changan understood what Jin Feiyue said.

"Ye Jingchen, do you know him? I heard that a treasure hunting diving team has been established in Western Europe."

"He is from Bavaria, a native banana man. Those of us children who got rich first went to study in Western Europe. In fact, we have very little relationship with them. But we cooperated once a few years ago, and he contacted me last summer. , wanted to ask us to take the boat to the shallow water on the other side of the river, but I refused."

"why?"

"Because we have to earn money to eat, and 500 yuan is not enough for us to spend on a meal. Moreover, the Ye family caused a lot of trouble in Europe at that time. Being close to them, it is easy to cause misjudgment there. We still have to go to Europe Yes, being remembered is not a good thing."

(End of this chapter)