Siheyuan: violent engineer, dictatorial disobedience

"Hahahaha, you said that you went out for a walk a few days ago and met an old man."

"When the old man saw you, he was astonished as a heavenly man, and he called you young master?"

"I asked you to wait, and bring the Patriarch back to you in a few days."

"Are you sure you didn't see that I'm in a bad mood recently, so you deliberately made up nonsense to amuse me?"

Fan Yu was speechless, propped his chin with one hand and said: "Who the hell is idle and has nothing to do, teasing you?"

"Do you think I'm like you? I spend my days running around the world. Recently, I've been in Yang Ji's group, learning techniques from a group of ghosts."

"On the way back from get off work that day, I accidentally bumped into an old man, and the old man was knocked to the ground by me on the spot."

"I was just about to apologize, but the old man seemed to have seen a ghost, pointing at my face and making a noise."

"It sounded like Japanese. Later, seeing that I didn't reply, I asked my name in broken Chinese."

"I thought the old man wanted to touch porcelain, so I threw down the money and wanted to leave, but who knew that the old man followed me all the way to the gate of the manor before leaving."

After Fan Yu said melancholy, he couldn't help but sigh.

Liu Jianshe asked curiously, "Then what's the matter with calling you young master?"

Fan Yu spread his hands: "You ask me, who should I ask? The old man followed me for three days and stared at me every day. Once I hated the hot weather and took off my shirt. The old man stared at my back Take a look."

"I knelt down on the spot, and said nonsense that the young master finally found you, and then asked me to wait for him for a few days, and he will bring the Patriarch over in a few days."

"I'm thinking about it, is it possible that I'm still the son of some big shot?"

"My father, Lao Fantou, never told me about my origins. He just said that I was picked up from the battlefield, and I was an orphan of war."

"You also know, the child picked up on the battlefield, who am I? No one knows."

Liu Jianshe pondered for a moment, thinking that it should not be such a coincidence.

It is true that Fan Yu is a war orphan, but old Uncle Fan kept silent about Fan Yu's life experience when he was alive.

He insisted that it was picked up on the battlefield, so no one can be sure whether what Lao Fantou said is true or not.

"In my opinion, don't take this matter to heart. You should still eat and drink. There is no chance of such a story about a prince living among the people appearing on you."

"I guess Lao Fan picked you up from the battlefield, and he probably said that casually."

Fan Yu nodded, got up and was ready to go to work.

At this time, Yang Jianguo ran in hastily again.

"Jianjian, the head of the Mitsui family consortium of Xiaobaga came to visit in person."

"Now we have arrived at the gate of the courtyard and are waiting at the gate of the manor. Would you like to meet?"

Liu Jianshe and Fan Yu were taken aback at the same time, and they looked at each other.

There is a thought in the eyes?

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

Is the drama of the prince living among the people difficult or not?

Is this too much of a coincidence?

A few minutes later, an elderly couple walked in quickly.

When the old lady saw Fan Yu for the first time, tears burst out of her eyes instantly.

He quickly came to Fan Yu and hugged Fan Yu tightly.

He kept saying something in Japanese.

The old man was also very excited, but he still forcibly controlled his excitement.

He bowed deeply to Liu Jianshe, and then spoke in fluent Chinese.

"Hello, Mr. Liu, my name is Mitsui Tao, and I am the head of the Mitsui family. Thank you for taking care of my grandson all the time."

Liu Jianshe was startled, and immediately pointed to Fan Yu.

"The grandson you mentioned is him?"

Seeing Mitsui Tao's serious nod, Liu Jianshe continued to ask: "That's not right! Did you make a mistake? When Old Uncle Fan was alive, he never said that he picked up a cherry blossom child."

"What evidence do you have that he is your grandson? What about his parents?"

Mitsui Tao took off his suit, unbuttoned his shirt, and turned his back to Liu Jianshe.

"Our Mitsui family has a well tattooed on the back since birth, which is the symbol of our family."

Liu Jianshe looked at Fan Yu.

Fan Yu broke free from the old lady's embrace, took off his shirt, and sure enough there was a well on the back.

Liu Jianshe was silent, his friends who had played with him since he was a child, suddenly became a little bitch.

This made Liu Jianshe a little overwhelmed for a while.

Not to mention that he couldn't react well, Fan Yu was also a little uncomfortable.

"This old man, there are many people with Chinese characters tattooed on their backs. Maybe it's just a coincidence. It can't be true."

Mitsui Tao nodded and took out a photo from his suit pocket.

The photo showed a family of three, and the man's face was carved out of the same mold as Fan Yu's.

"This is my son Mitsui Hisashi, my daughter-in-law Matsumoto, and my grandson. This photo was taken in [-], when they were working in Northeast Daxia."

"I will be able to return to Sakura Country in a few years, and our family will be reunited. Unfortunately, because of the war, my son and daughter-in-law were separated."

"After the son tossed and turned and went back to China after going through all kinds of hardships, he was always looking for the whereabouts of the child before he died."

"Our Mitsui family is also using all our relationships to find you, and our hard work pays off. The child finally let us find you."

"Come home with us! Let's go home together!"

Mitsui Tao looked at Fan Yu with tears in his eyes.

At this time, Fan Yu's daughter walked in with a bouncing jump.

"Daddy hug!" The little guy acted like a baby to Fan Yu as soon as he walked in.

Chapter 416 The sincerity of the Mitsui family!

From the moment Fan Yu's daughter appeared, Mitsui Tao and his wife's eyes never shifted.

The two stared fixedly at Fan Yu's daughter, Fan Bing, and their eyes were full of surprise.

Mitsui Tao pointed at Fan Bing, trembling all over his body.

"Is she your daughter?" Mitsui Tao asked.

Fan Yu hugged his daughter and nodded calmly: "Yes, I am in my twenties this year, and I have already started a family."

A gleam of pain flashed in Mitsui Tao's eyes, he missed the growth of his grandson, and also missed the important events in his life.

In my mind, I even recalled that when my son died, he held his hand tightly.

Exhausting the last bit of strength, I begged myself to find the child.

After searching for decades, I met in Hong Kong City, but I didn't expect that the other party was already married and had children.

He must have had a hard time all these years, right?

Mitsui Tao was very guilty, so guilty that he couldn't extricate himself.

In the early years, you should not have sent your son and daughter-in-law to Daxia to do business for the sake of business.

I thought it was just an ordinary business, not a war, but I didn't expect to be involved in it after all.

The scene suddenly became silent.

Mitsui Tao's wife kept wiping away tears, wanting to go up to hug her great-granddaughter, but she was afraid of scaring her.

"Matsumoto, where are you Matsumoto?" the old lady shouted in Japanese.

Matsumoto, the retainer of the Mitsui family who had been waiting outside the door, rushed in after hearing the call from the mistress.

"Mistress, I'm here!" Matsumoto also replied in Japanese.

"I went to buy the most precious gift and came back to Mitsui's house to have a little princess. It's the first time for my great-grandmother to meet her great-grandson. How can I do without a gift?" Mitsui Tao's wife said domineeringly.

Matsumoto let out a hi, walked out of the room respectfully, and went to buy gifts.

"Great-grandson, can you let your great-grandmother hug you?" Mitsui Tao's wife said humbly.

Fan Bing couldn't understand Japanese, but when he saw the old man stretching out his arms, he shyly slipped into his father's arms.

The little girl shyly put her head on her father's chest.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Mitsui Tao's wife's eyes.

Liu Jianshe, who had never spoken, looked at the silent scene.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Old Mr. Mitsui, I grew up with Fan Yu since childhood, and I know what happened to him very well."

"This matter is a bit too complicated, and it will be difficult to accept for a while."

"Now I'm not sure if Fan Yu is from the Mitsui family. In my opinion, let's find a time to do a paternity test."

"There are similar people in this world, and there are also tattoos. We must believe in science."

"Take time to do a paternity test, so that we can confirm whether Fan Yu is really a child of the Mitsui family."

"What do you think of my proposal?"

Liu Jianshe suggested a paternity test, and Mitsui Tomo nodded dully.

After a long sigh, they agreed to go to the hospital together for a paternity test tomorrow.

The Mitsui couple left with some reluctance.

After the couple left, Liu Jianshe looked at the silent Fan Yu.

She smiled softly: "Don't worry, I'm thinking about other things after tomorrow's paternity test comes out."

Fan Yu shook his head, and said with a complicated expression: "Don't do it, I, Fan Yusheng, am a Daxia native, and my death is a Daxia ghost."

"I am a representative of the people of Kyoto, and I will never be a member of the Mitsui family in this life."

"My only father is Lao Fantou. I will never betray my country."

Listening to Fan Yu's words from the heart, Liu Jianshe opened his mouth, wanting to persuade him.

But seeing Fan Yu's firm attitude, he could only sigh and stop consoling him.

After Fan Yu left, Liu Jianshe picked up the phone again.

For such a big matter, you must ask your superiors for instructions.

A few minutes later, Liu Jianshe put down the phone, his mind filled with the sonorous and loud words of the big leaders.

"Jianjian, it doesn't matter whether Fan Yu is from the Mitsui family or not."

"The important thing is whether Fan Yu will dig into a dead end? In order to deny himself?"

"Of course, we also respect Fan Yu's own opinion. If he chooses to return to the Mitsui family, all we can do is congratulate him."

Liu Jianshe shook his head, lit a cigarette, and was surrounded by smoke.

Ran Qiuye walked in with his son in his arms.

After entering, the first thing he did was to snatch the cigarette from Liu Jianshe's mouth, throw it under his feet and stamp it out.

"How many times have I told you, stop smoking, stop smoking, why don't you listen?"

While complaining, Ran Qiuye opened the window to let in the air.

"Erya asked me to come over and ask, what happened today? Why did Fan Yu lock himself up when he returned to the room, and wouldn't open the door when anyone called."

"Erya is a little worried, a little scared, so let me come and ask."

Ran Qiuye hugged her sleeping son and asked softly.

Liu Jianshe recounted what happened during the day.

Only then did Ran Qiuye know why Fan Yu locked himself up.

"This matter is indeed a bit difficult, and Fan Yu's life is really hard. He traveled around with old Uncle Fan since he was a child, and finally settled down in the courtyard."