Reborn 1980: A poisonous wife is not easy to mess with

Chapter 641 Uncle Mei
On the road not far away, a military jeep sped past. Ling Yunfei, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, looked back for a moment, and then withdrew his gaze expressionlessly.

Ling Dongfang, who was sitting in the back row, just opened his eyes and saw his youngest son's movements, and said in a low voice, "Yunfei, what were you looking at just now?"

Ling Yunfei hesitated to speak, but when he saw his father staring at him, he replied in a low voice: "I just saw my brother, carrying a basket of bluegrass, and walking east with his partner."

"Lancao? Dongbianer..." Ling Dongfang's face turned dark all of a sudden, "Huh! It's not suitable for eating or using, and only those who are moldy every day will serve it!"

There are not many single-family villas that can be built in the third ring road of Kyoto, especially those with a large area, flowers and trees in the front yard, and even fewer villas that follow a small park as a whole.

The concierge is a very old man. When he saw Ling Yanshan coming, he put down the radio in his hand and greeted him warmly:
"Master Yanshan, are you here? The master gave me instructions as soon as he received your call yesterday. I woke up early and waited for you.

The master is playing with his orchids, do you want me to take you there? "

Ling Yanshan quickly bent down and bowed to the other party: "Grandpa Ninth, no need, I know where it is."

Seeing his gaze resting on Anya, Ling Yanshan introduced with a smile again, "This is Anya, my girlfriend, who just came to Kyoto to go to university; Xiaoya, this is Grandpa Ninth."

Anya hurriedly imitated Ling Yanshan's appearance and bowed to the old man.

"The little girl is really nice, don't be polite to me," the old man glanced at Anya with a smile, and waved at Ling Yanshan: "Take Xiao An and hurry over there, the master hasn't seen you for a long time."

Ling Yanshan waved his hand, and led Anya inside familiarly.

Seeing that there was a distance from the gatehouse, Anya quietly asked: "Brother Shan, who is this Uncle Mei you are talking about?
The villa he lives in is not only large in size, but also the old-fashioned style of the ninth grandfather who guards the gate, which makes me almost think that I have returned to the 30s..."

Ling Yanshan smiled and explained to her: "This villa is one of the ancestral properties returned to Uncle Mei by the state. Uncle Mei used to come from a big family, and he was also a passionate and patriotic figure back then.

As for Grandpa Jiu, his surname is Guo, and his name is Guo Jiu. He is almost 70 years old this year. He was born as a servant of the Mei family since he was a child, and he has become accustomed to that old-fashioned manner. "

It can also allow the country to return the ancestral property. It seems that the background was indeed not small...

Anya nodded clearly, and was imagining the demeanor of this famous man, but Ling Yanshan led her to a flower garden on the right, and happily shouted at the flower farmer squatting on the edge of the flower garden weeding : "Uncle Mei!"

The flower farmer took off his straw hat, looked over at the sound, and stood up with a smile: "Yanshan, are you here?"

Seeing Anya next to Ling Yanshan, Hua Nong stopped what he was going to say, and looked at her with a smile.

Anya hastily bowed her head: "Uncle Mei, good morning."

Ling Yanshan's face turned red, showing a rare bit of coyness: "Uncle Mei, this is my girlfriend, Anya, who just entered the School of Pharmacy at Kyoto University this year."

Mei Wenzhao patted the mud on his hands lightly, with a smile in his eyes: "That's right, young people just want to improve themselves, they need to study more, and girls need to be competitive.

Beijing University is a good school, pharmacy, if you learn it well, it is also a good industry that benefits the country and the people. "

Ling Yanshan hinted at pride: "Uncle Mei, the new drug invented by Xiaoya has already been patented, 700 million yuan.

She will stay in the laboratory very late at night, afraid of disturbing her roommate's rest when she goes back, and plans to apply to move out, so she wants to buy a small car to go to school conveniently. "

Mei Wenzhao was stunned for a moment, but soon cheered up: "Okay! It's really a boy born from a hero since ancient times, Xiao An, don't leave after you finish driving in a while, just have lunch with me."

Then he turned his head and looked at Ling Yanshan reproachfully, "You refused to continue studying at the beginning, and insisted on joining the army. By then, Xiaoan's education will be so high, and you will still be a big bastard—"

Ling Yanshan hurriedly brought the basket of bluegrass behind him to the front: "Uncle Mei, I have learned a lot from you, how can I be so rude?
Look, this is the butterfly grass that I saw at the morning market. If you don't know Fengya, how can you recognize this kind of treasure? "

Mei Wenzhao's gaze was immediately attracted by the basket of bluegrass, and he happily took it over:

"It's really a butterfly grass. It looks like a downhill grass. The texture of the veins is crystal clear, the markings are clear and clear, the leaves are hanging, and the curvature is moderately pleasant..."

Mei Wenzhao focused all his attention on the butterfly plant, holding the basket of butterfly plant and watching it carefully.

Ling Yanshan didn't bother him, and quietly pulled Anya out of the flower garden, and walked to the back of the small western building.

Anya glanced back, and asked softly with some worry: "Don't you need to tell Uncle Mei?"

Ling Yanshan shook his head: "No, let him pay close attention to that orchid grass. Let's not bother him at this time. The car keys are in the garage, and I'll take you there."

Next to the back door of the small western building is a large garage, in which two cars, one new and one old, are parked side by side.

Ling Yanshan opened the back door, went into the garage to get the keys of the old car, unlocked it skillfully and opened the door: "Get in the car, I'll take you to practice on the road behind."

"This is... a Hongqi car?" Anya took a closer look at the car logo before getting into the co-pilot, and put on her seat belt habitually, "Brother Shan, when did you learn to drive?"

"When I first arrived in the capital, I often ran to Uncle Mei, and I learned to drive from him." Ling Yanshan patted the steering wheel with some emotion, "This is the car I drove."

Anya was a little curious: "I see that Uncle Mei is not too old, right? Is he not working now?"

"Uncle Mei is only in his early forties, he..." Ling Yanshan slowly drove the car out of the back door of the villa, onto a wide road,

"He has stayed abroad before, and he is a high-precision talent majoring in machinery. He was stimulated in those years and stopped working. These years, he has devoted himself to orchids, and his spirit has improved a lot.

But there is no need to worry if Uncle Mei doesn’t work. His family returned a lot of ancestral property, and now he can live a prosperous life relying on rent alone. "

Anya couldn't help but sigh a little: "Doing something that cultivates one's sentiments can really comfort people's hearts.

I think Uncle Mei is in a good state of mind now, and I think he will get better in the future. "

Mei Wenzhao is the senior brother of his mother, Yan Zhen. Although he was insane for a period of time, he still waited for the dawn, but his mother...

Ling Yanshan sighed lightly: "Yes, it will get better and better. Xiaoya, do you know? Sometimes I always feel—"

(End of this chapter)