Qian Yan

Chapter 136 Recovering the Dreamer

Nanmen Yi and his wife Nie Lan are both very gentle people. Although they have no children, they have a very good relationship.As soon as Nie Lan took Yan Weiran's business card, she said pleasantly, "You are Yan Weiran, I have seen your video in Moments, it is the hand of God!"

Yan Weiran smiled and said: "I have studied with my teacher for more than ten years, and the technology is still passable now, so I also want to use the current momentum to launch my own brand. At present, I have a very good formula, and the safety is also very good. I believe Once listed, it will be recognized by the market.”

Nanmen Yi nodded and said: "Mr. Wei has introduced the basic situation to me, and we are looking forward to your products. It's just that we really haven't mastered the extraction technology you need. Because Lanlan and I founded a chemical factory at that time, the core It is to provide experimental raw materials for the school, mainly because we have connections, not technical aspects. After my dad came, we handed over the research and development to him, and shifted our work focus to management. Later, several schools needed Ginkgolide, so he improved the production process, but we were busy with the factory affairs and did not communicate with him.”

With a glimmer of hope, Yan Weiran asked, "I wonder if Mr. Nanmen has any work notes?"

"Yes, but my dad once fell ill and burned all the documents and notes, leaving nothing behind. Now his condition is getting worse, and he hardly has a moment of sobriety. I think it probably can't help you I'm busy." Nanmen Yi said regretfully.

Wei Zexi said, "I thought that when he faced you, his condition would ease."

"We are also very sorry. After receiving your call, we rushed back immediately. After all, we have been cooperating very well with your family. Since we came back last night, we have asked my dad the key points of this craft several times. But every time I ask him, he gets angry and seems to be very resistant to speaking out." Nie Lan shook his head and said, "Maybe he is really disgusted with cosmetics and the like, and after knowing that you are going to use ginkgolides to make cosmetics, he also triggered his illness."

It turned out that they rushed back to Los Angeles specifically to see Wei Zexi's face. It seems that they have business contacts with the Wei family, and it may be a very important relationship--it's a pity that there is nothing anyone can do in the face of an old man's illness.

Yan Weiran looked at Nanmen Guangyuan who was sitting on the chair and flicked the armrest irritably, sighed softly, and said, "In this case, we can only figure it out by ourselves. Anyway, I would like to thank you two, for It’s really troublesome for us to rush back from such a long distance.”

"Where, it's a pity that I couldn't help you." Seeing their disappointment, Nanmen Yi and Nie Lan were helpless.

Yan Weiran went to the Nanmen Guangyuan chair and squatted down, and was about to coax him to talk, when the little girl who was building blocks next to her raised her head, and said in a childish voice: "Uncle is lying, grandpa, he is still there in the morning. After a while, tell us that the trees in the garden were planted by grandma!"

Nanmen Yi was a little embarrassed by the little girl's words: "Is that so? Grandpa has recovered for a while in the morning?"

Nanmenqian quickly squatted down, pressed her daughter's shoulders and said, "Xiaoying, you can't lie, how did grandpa get better, and how long?"

"That's it..." the little girl said, and ran to the fireplace with her short legs, tiptoed to take a photo frame from above, and ran to Nanmen Guangyuan who was constantly picking on the rattan handrail.

The photo frame was handed to Nanmen Guangyuan, he was stunned, his eyes fell on the woman in the photo frame.

It was a middle-aged woman in a velvet cheongsam, slightly plump, with a round face and a smile. Her bright eyes were very similar to Nanmenqian and those two little grandchildren, but only in the eyes.On the contrary, the son is like his mother, and Nanmen Yi is much like his mother.

Nanmen Guangyuan looked at it for a while, then slowly reached out to take the photo frame, rubbed it again and again on the clean glass of the photo frame, and whispered to the little girl: "This is your grandma, look, how similar your eyes are! !"

Nanmenqian's eyes were moist, and she lowered her voice and said to Yan Weiran: "My parents are classmates. My mother has always supported my father's research career for decades, and the relationship between the two is very good. It has been more than four years since my mother passed away. My dad started to get sick after she was gone. Probably...we can't be with him often, he is very lonely."

Nanmen Guangyuan looked at the photo without moving for a long time.

Nie Lan hurriedly pulled Nanmenyi's hand.Nanmen Yi understood, walked up to Nanmen Guangyuan, and asked, "Dad, are you hungry? Lanlan just stewed lotus seed porridge, let me serve you a bowl?"

Nanmen Guangyuan nodded, and Nie Lan hurried to serve him a bowl.

He looked at it and said, "The lotus seeds are cold in nature, and Ayi Ma used to put some red dates and goji berries. Lanlan, you have to learn more from her."

Nie Lan nodded sadly, and said, "Dad, I have a guest today, and they are here to see you."

Nanmen Guangyuan followed her instructions and looked up, his gaze fell on Wei Zexi, his face immediately changed, and he stomped his feet manically again and shouted: "Why do you let this kind of person into the house? These are cosmetics. The people who live here will die! Lanlan, why did you forget that your child is gone? Where is my grandson?"

Nanmen Yi hurriedly stopped his father who was about to jump out, and said, "Dad, Dad, you have mistaken the person, this is the neighbor who came to visit!"

"Hmph, pretend I don't know? Did you want ginkgolide?" In his rage, he threw his wife's photos at them.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, Wei Zexi quickly pulled Yan Weiran into his arms.

The photo frame brushed past Yan Weiran's ear, hit the wall, shattered into glass shards, and the photo fell out of it.

The sound of broken glass seemed to have stimulated Nanmen Guangyuan, he became more and more manic, he jumped up and beat his feet and chest, grabbed the rattan chair and wanted to swing it up and smash Yan Weiran at them, but it was a pity that he was old and frail and was beaten by his son In the end, he yelled and pushed the whole rattan chair to the ground, crying bitterly.

Nanmen Yi and Nie Lan quickly supported the old man, and half pulled and half held him into the bedroom.

The old man who was pressed on the bed danced and danced because of his excitement, until the foot of the bed moved on the ground.

Looking at his appearance, Nanmenqian could only helplessly say to them: "My dad is seriously ill this time. I think you should go back first. There is probably no way around this matter."

Yan Weiran silently looked at the crazy old man on the bed, thought for a while, took Nanmenqian's hand, and said, "I have an idea, why don't we try it?"

Nanmenqian sighed, went to get the mobile phone on the coffee table, and said: "Miss Yan, it's useless to do anything, I'll call the doctor to give a shot of calmness first, if my father continues to make trouble like this, my brother and sister-in-law will also press I can’t help it, it will be troublesome if I get injured later.”

"No, give me 10 minutes, I'll give it a try, come on." Yan Weiran said, winking at Wei Zexi.

Wei Zexi immediately understood what Yan Weiran meant, and immediately turned around to get the cosmetic case from the car outside.He was really lucky at this moment, fortunately Yan Weiran was a person who never left his makeup case no matter where he went, and he brought it with him when he came to Los Angeles this time.

Nanmen Guangyuan quarreled for about ten minutes, exhausted, lying on the bed panting.

Both Nanmen Yi and Nie Lan were sweating profusely and exhausted.

Nanmen Guangyuan rested for a while, beat the bedside table again, and shouted: "Ayun, Ayun, come out and see these unfilial children! You still want me to help the enemy to do evil! Where is your conscience, Ayi? ..."

Nanmenyi turned his head helplessly and shouted outside: "Qianqian, is the doctor here?"

Nanmen Qian paused for a while, then came the sound of hurried footsteps: "No, I haven't called yet."

"It's been so long and you still haven't asked him to take a sedative? What are you doing..." Nanmen Yi was turning his head towards the door and talking, but his voice stopped abruptly, and he couldn't say a word.

Nie Lan was also dumbfounded, looking at the woman who appeared at the door.

And kept beating the bedside table and calling "Ayun", even though his hands were bruised and swollen, he still ignored Nanmen Guangyuan who was smashing there, and his whole body froze.He stared blankly at the woman standing outside the door wearing the same cheongsam as in the photo, and after hesitating for a long time, he murmured, "Ah Yun...?"

Standing in front of them was the woman with bright eyes in the photo. Her cheeks were slightly rounded, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised when she was not smiling. She was clearly in her 40s and walked out of the photo.

(End of this chapter)