I Am a Big Player

Neither Yang En nor Su Ruqing arrived for this meal. Yang Xi explained that Yang En was still in the United States, and Su Ruqing was in Shanghai for business, so he couldn't come back.

Ren He didn't think too much about it. It would be great for the mother-in-law to adopt a tacit attitude towards herself now. Can she still be stunned in front of others? If he was really just a 17-year-old boy, maybe he would go against Su Ruqing because of his rebellious mood, but unfortunately he was not.

The more he grows, the more white Ren He discovers. Love and marriage don't need to be too sacred. All he needs to do is to be happy with Yang Xi, and then put in the effort he can.

The so-called smart people do things in order of priority and priority. When cooking, one side is the soup pot that is about to overflow, and the other side is the unclosed faucet. Normal people will give priority to choosing to go out of the soup pot. The faucet is not closed. It’s just a waste of water, unless this person is an extreme environmentalist...

For Ren He, how Su Ruqing treats him is not the most important, what is important is how Yang Xi treats him. This is the simplest truth, Ren He is very clear in his heart.

After dinner, some of Yang Xi’s uncles and uncles started drinking tea and chatting. They talked about everyone’s recent work. They directly asked for some assistance from others. Ren He shouldn’t have listened to this matter, nor was he. Concerned about this matter too much.

Old man Yang glanced at him and smiled: "Along with me out for a walk?"

Originally, Ren He thought, if Mr. Yang had a chat with himself alone, maybe he would go to a study that is said to be inaccessible to outsiders? Isn’t it all made in the movie? Everybody has a mysterious study...

As a result, Grandpa Yang didn’t. He led Ren He directly to the edge of the vegetable field. Grandpa smiled and said, "Today you can bring walnuts. It makes me very happy. If you can bring some more persimmons, it would be great. I will come to see me next year. Don't forget it time."

"Okay," Ren He wanted to bring some persimmons before he went out. Later, thinking that the persimmons were almost ripe at the end of October, maybe they would rot on the road, so he didn't bring them. He didn't think that the old man was still thinking about it, at least it seems that there is something in his yard now, the other party is clear.

"Don't think too much. I didn't investigate what's in your yard, because your yard used to be a close friend who lived there. Later he committed suicide because he couldn't survive in the bullpen, and he didn't know how he was taken by the real estate agent. In the hands, it’s cheaper for you," the old man smiled: "In the past, we would take the initiative to pick and eat in his yard. Everyone knows that it is the Baylor Mansion in the former Qing Dynasty. There are many good things."

Ren He was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect his courtyard house to have this origin. It seems that Cui Qiang is not simple, and such things with unclear property rights can be turned into treasures.

You must know that the courtyard houses in Kyoto are not so few, but the property rights of many things are not clear, the ownership rights are getting more and more black, and they can't be sold at all.

For real estate developers, that kind of courtyard is a piece of hot yam, and whoever catches it foolishly is unlucky.

"You are very good to Xiao Xi, I can tell," the old man said while looking at his vegetable patch, "Don't think that our house is very tall. Letting you come to eat is to let you not have any scruples. This is not a deep house compound. , There is no intrigue, you young people advocate free love, don't be scared by these."

What he said, in fact, Ren He could fully understand that the person he passed through in his previous life, the present, when he married the mother of the country, the mother of the country didn't just say it directly. The deep house compound can't afford it.

Some people want to fly on a branch and become a phoenix, and some people think that it's good to be flat. This is everyone's choice of life value, and everyone has this right.

But the old man thought a lot. Ren He had never thought about this. He didn't know these things before falling in love with Yang Xi, and he didn't care about these things after falling in love with Yang Xi.

"Tell me about your situation in New York, how did you escape in the end?" The old man looked at Ren He with piercing eyes when he said this: "When we were still in the army, the United States was particularly difficult. After several battles, it was filled with human lives, regardless of victory, but many people were still suffocating in their hearts. As a result, your kid was pretty good, and you did such a big thing," the old man said with a smile: "Come tell me the story. I always wanted to be a sharpshooter in the company, but the result was not that piece of material at all. I don't ask where you practiced the gun, just tell me about it."

There is no conversation with a fighter or an obscure political language. The big man in front of him now wants Ren He to tell him about Ren He's battle in New York. It seems that he wants to hear the battle of the "Sharpshooter". Satisfied. Just look at my own curiosity.

In his previous life, Ren He heard from his uncle that he was in charge of receiving the then leader Hu Yaobang in a certain county in Henan in 1981. When the leader of the country was in front of him, it seemed that he was not as mysterious as the legend, just like ordinary people. I was chatting with you all the same, so my uncle always believed...Diplomatic rhetoric is diplomatic rhetoric, and no one would use diplomatic rhetoric all day long.

Now Ren He really believes a little bit, but let’s look at the details. He first started by returning to the battlefield to climb to the tenth floor with his sniper rifle, and then the monkey picked him up. In order to cover Yang Xi’s retreat, he Stayed in the United States.

Ren He described the battle with his precise memories~www.readwn.com~ It all seemed to be in front of the old man, when the old man heard Ren He said that he had jumped and escaped from buildings with a height difference of 6 meters. At the time, his hands were clenched into fists.

Then Ren He talked about his experience in guerrilla warfare with the National Security Agency in the sewers. The old man said with emotion: "Back then, we were forced to hide in the villager’s house to avoid the raid and dig through the village’s cellar, but it’s not as legendary as you. In fact, we just hid, and we didn't dare to come out and shoot a gun. If we expose our whereabouts, it is really possible for the devil to turn the whole village upside down, then it will drag down other comrades in arms. The devil is very shrewd!"

Ren He held back for a long time, and he always felt that there were some things he didn't say, and it seemed incomplete tonight: "You won't talk to me about Qinghe equity?"

The other party was an old fox, and never talked about the subject. Instead, Ren He brought it up by himself.

Father Yang smiled and glanced at him: "Take your heart back to your stomach. I didn't want to talk to you about this. What happened to the old Yang family grabbing the son-in-law? What happened? Shameless? Don't worry, it's not just Lao Yang. Home won’t be robbed. If you enter this door today, no one will rob you in the future."

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