In a blink of an eye, it’s early spring again. The year 1917 can be said to be colorful for the world! Domestic warlords were fighting, and the people were in dire straits over who should be the president or emperor. There was also war abroad, and the First World War had arrived.

The penultimate year. For Lin Aofeng, who is familiar with history, he can do nothing now and stay quietly in the temple waiting for his parents to arrive.

Near noon, Lin Aofeng's parents appeared on the stone steps going up the mountain. Half an hour later, led by the little novice monk, Lin Aofeng's parents walked into the abbot's Zen room. They saw Lin Aofeng and Cheng Xuemei standing next to the abbot.

Unable to suppress the pain of lovesickness any longer, he suddenly held the seven-year-old Lin Aofeng in his arms and cried bitterly.

Lin Guodong, who was standing by the side, said to the abbot dumbfounded: "Abbot Huineng, I made you laugh!"

"Amitabha!" Abbot Huineng clasped his hands together and recited a Buddha's name, and said with a smile: "The female donor misses her son so much. This is human nature. How can you laugh at this?!" Abbot Huineng then said to Lin Aofeng

He said: "Feng'er, now that the four-year period has come and your merits have been fulfilled, you can go back with your parents!"

Lin Aofeng broke free from his mother's arms, saluted respectfully to Abbot Huineng and said, "Thank you, Master Abbot, for taking care of me over the past year. Lin Aofeng will be forever grateful!"

Abbot Hui Neng shook his hand and said: "This is your creation, and it is also the end of the cause and effect of your previous life. Go down the mountain!"

Lin Aofeng knelt down and kowtowed three times to Abbot Huineng, and left Daiyun Temple with his parents. Cheng Xuemei kept asking questions along the way, while Lin Aofeng took the trouble to describe his life in the past four years.

At dusk, Lin Guodong took his wife and children back home by car. As soon as he got off the car, the housekeeper hurried to Lin Guodong's side and said, "Master, my wife's parents are here. They are waiting in the living room!"

Lin Guodong nodded slightly and looked at his wife behind him. Cheng Xuemei smiled and hugged her son and said, "Mom and dad probably miss their grandson. Let's go in early!"

"Grandpa, grandma!" As soon as Cheng Xuemei finished speaking, sharp-eyed Lin Aofeng saw a group of old couples walking out of the living room, and hurriedly broke away from his mother's body and ran over quickly.

"Oh, my sweet grandson! I haven't seen you for four years and you have grown so tall. I really miss your grandma!" Lin Aofeng's grandmother Zhou Yingxue hugged Lin Aofeng and cried with joy.

"Grandma, don't cry! Feng'er will never leave again!" Lin Aofeng once again showed his childlike lethality and coaxed his grandmother. Standing next to him was a man in his fifties with some gray hair, that is, Lin Aofeng

Grandpa Cheng Jincheng saw that his grandson was so sensible, and Lao Huai comforted him: "Old lady, today is a good day for family reunion. Why are you crying like this?! Let the children see the joke."

Zhou Yingxue complained while wiping her tears: "You old man, you only know how to do business and don't care about anything else. My grandson was deceived by the monks and stayed in the temple for four years. My son has been missing all day long..."

"Mom, stop talking! Let's go in!" Seeing that her father's expression was wrong, Cheng Xuemei said while winking at her husband.

"Yes! Mom, what are you doing standing outside? Let's go in and talk!" Then Lin Guodong said to the housekeeper: "Go down and arrange the banquet!"

"Yes!" the housekeeper responded and left quickly.

As soon as the four of them walked into the living room, a young man in his twenties walked in from the outside with a smile, looked at Lin Aofeng in Zhou Yingxue's arms, and said with a smile: "My little nephew, you are finally back! Did I miss you?

My uncle?!"

Lin Aofeng scratched his head and looked at his uncle Cheng Zhihao standing in front of him. At the same time, he glanced at the expressions of his grandparents and parents and said: "Mom, why is my uncle dressed like this?! I have been a young monk for four years.

Why is he becoming a monk?!"

"You damn boy!" Cheng Zhihao, who was still very proud at first, staggered when he heard Lin Aofeng's words. He quickly ran to Lin Aofeng first, snatched Lin Aofeng from his mother's hand, and squeezed Lin Aofeng's penis.

He said next to his nose: "Do you mean to make me angry when you come back?! Your uncle, my hairstyle is called avant-garde. If you don't understand, don't pretend to understand!"

"Uncle, you are not dressing avant-garde! You are making grandpa angry! How about I risk my little face and take you to Daiyun Temple to receive ordination! This will also make grandpa invisible! It will also allow him to live longer.

A few years!" Lin Aofeng joked while rubbing his sore nose.

The muscles on Cheng Zhihao's face twitched unconsciously and said: "You kid, I didn't expect that after four years of not seeing each other, your little mouth will become more and more talkative! How dare you tease your uncle and me! Let's see how I deal with you!"

"How dare you!" Cheng Jincheng's angry voice rang out before Lin Aofeng could speak.

"Ouch! What a waste! Why did I forget that the old man is here!" Cheng Zhihao hurriedly put on a smile and said, "Dad, I thought you and mother had gone back!"

Cheng Jincheng shouted with a straight face: "You traitor, why don't you kneel down to me!"

Cheng Zhihao pouted, and while putting down Lin Aofeng dejectedly, he knelt on the ground and said, "Dad, please calm down, I know I was wrong. Can't I change it?!"

"Change, change, change! How many times have you promised me this?!" Lin Aofeng saw that his grandfather was shaking with anger from his uncle. He hesitated and said: "Grandpa, just calm down, for my sake.

Please give me another chance!" Lin Aofeng obediently picked up the teacup and placed it in his grandfather's hand.

Cheng Jincheng took the tea cup, took a sip of water, and said: "You are already in your twenties, you are worse than a seven-year-old child. I know you can't listen to me, forget it! I will never care about you again.

, you can take care of yourself!" Cheng Jincheng hugged Lin Aofeng and then said: "I am getting older and my energy is not as good as before. I originally thought about it for a while. But I think it is better to make it clear today. Ziliang

, you are good at management, I will hand over the company to you. The securities, cash and real estate in hand will all belong to Zhihao. We, husband and wife, will return to our hometown in Ningbo to spend our remaining years in peace."

"Dad, the company is your life's hard work. I think it's better for me to keep it closed for the time being and hand it over to Zhihao when the time is right!" Lin Guodong said with some embarrassment.

Cheng Jincheng snorted coldly and said: "Leave it to him, I might as well close the door! Ziliang, I understand your thoughts. I have made up my mind, so you don't need to say any more!"...

What was originally a wonderful reunion party turned dull and boring because of Cheng Zhihao.

At a little after nine o'clock in the evening, after Cheng Xuemei coaxed her son to fall asleep, she returned to the room, sat in front of the dressing table, and started to sleep. Lin Guodong, who was lying on the bed reading the newspaper, saw that his wife made no sound after entering the room, so he put away the newspaper.

Asked: "Xuemei, what's wrong with you?! Are you feeling uncomfortable?!"

"Ah?!" Cheng Xuemei shuddered, came to his senses, and replied with a wry smile: "I'm fine!"

"It's okay!" Lin Guodong walked behind Cheng Xuemei, hugged Cheng Xuemei from behind, and said, "Are you worried about Zhihao?!"

Cheng Xuemei nodded and said helplessly: "I'm just a younger brother. How can I not be worried?! What are you going to do?!"

Lin Guodong sighed and said: "What else can we do?! You and I both know my father-in-law's temper. I think we should wait a few years before talking!"

"That's all we can do now!" Cheng Xuemei took off her makeup, walked to the bedside, snuggled into her husband's arms, and said, "Ziliang, Feng'er is seven years old and has reached school age. Guangdong schools don't

How about it, and the world is so chaotic now, I think it’s better to send my son to study in Hong Kong or abroad!”

Lin Guodong hesitated: "My son is still young. It is not appropriate for him to go abroad or to Hong Kong. I think it is better to go to Shanghai! There are concessions for foreigners there, and those warlords dare not cause trouble in Shanghai. Besides, my father-in-law handed over the company to

I. I can’t just watch my father-in-law’s whole life’s hard work go to waste like this, can I?!”

Cheng Xuemei sighed and said, "It's really hard for you."

Lin Guodong smiled, scratched Cheng Xuemei's nose, and said: "We have been husband and wife for so many years, do we need to talk about this?! It's getting late, go to bed early!"...

The calendar was flipped one by one, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye. On the third day after Lin Aofeng returned home, Lin Guodong left Guangdong with his father-in-law and his family, and took the train to Shanghai to handle the handover of the company. In the early morning of May 1st, Lin Aofeng

As usual, I walked to the dining table, picked up my chopsticks and asked, "Mom, I've been gone for half a month, when will I be back?!"

"Didi" Before Lin Aofeng could finish his words, the car horn rang, and then he saw a black car driving into the yard. Cheng Xuemei said with a smile: "Your father is back, let's go and greet him!"

"Oh!" Lin Aofeng put down his chopsticks reluctantly and followed his mother.

"Is everything going well?!" Cheng Xuemei asked, taking the briefcase from Lin Guodong's hand. Lin Guodong picked up his son and replied with a smile: "Everything went well. And he found a school for his son. It's a church.

School. When I arrange things here, we will go to Shanghai!"

Lin Aofeng scratched his head and asked: "Dad, our whole family is going to Shanghai. What will happen to our family's industry?!"

Cheng Xuemei smiled and twisted Lin Aofeng's little nose and said: "You little devil, you have learned to care about family affairs! You have stayed in your uncle's house for three generations. It seems that you are not like your uncle and are more promising than him! You

In the four years since he was away from home, your father has already begun to transfer his business to Shanghai and Hong Kong."

"Okay! The child is still young, so don't tell him these adult matters! I'm almost starving to death!" Lin Guodong interrupted.
Chapter completed!