The middle-aged man named Lin Fu then raised his head and glanced at Ling Buyi who was speaking. His eyes immediately shrank, "Uncle? It's you who are back! Ah Fu misses you so much!"

Lin Fu finally recognized the old man in front of him who had not been home for more than twenty years.

When Ling Buyi had a quarrel with the old man and left home, he was only fifteen or six years old. In the blink of an eye, he was already in his forties. His original arrogant and domineering appearance disappeared, and he immediately pretended to be a slave.

He took the initiative to hold Ling Buyi's hand, asking questions and answers. He also kept shouting at the door, asking someone to come over and help the uncle move things.

"Uncle, why don't you go and do your work first, and when I'm settled, I'll go see you at Buhui's house." Ling Buyi shook off Lin Fu's hand, held Uncle's shoulder, and said kindly. Uncle smiled and agreed,

Then he hunched his back and staggered towards the outside. Looking at Uncle's back, Ling Buyi felt sad in his heart, maybe he came back a little late.

When Lin Fu arranged for servants to help Ling Buyi's family move large and small objects into the house, Ling Buyi had already led everyone on the familiar bluestone road. After passing through a full moon gate, a beautifully decorated courtyard came into view. The courtyard

It is not too small, with jagged rocks, small bridges and flowing water. It is very artistically decorated. At first glance, the owner is an elegant person.

Next to the pool on one side of the courtyard, an old man was carefully watering several pots of rare camellias. Looking at the old figure, Ling Buyi showed a trace of guilt in his eyes. He paused for a while, then mustered up the courage to shout, "Dad,

I'm back!"

After the old man heard Ling Buyi's voice, the kettle in his hand trembled obviously, and his body stopped motionless. As if he mustered up the courage, he slowly put down the kettle in his hand and turned around. What caught his eye was a picture.

The face with wrinkles at the corners of the eyes and the skin on the face was drooping, making it look a bit old. Looking at his father, whom he had not seen for more than 20 years, Ling Buyi suddenly couldn't help but shed tears and walked quickly forward to the old man's side.

, gently holding the old man's hands, "Dad, I'm sorry, I was wrong!"

The old man's eyes showed joy, but his face remained serious. He patted his eldest son's wrinkled hands and said with emotion, "Yier, you are finally back."

He knew that his eldest son had completely inherited his stubborn temper, and how difficult it was for him to say "I was wrong." He looked behind Ling Yi, saw Mu Wenying and Ling Zixuan, and asked

Said: "This is Zixuan!" Mu Wenying then pulled Ling Zixuan to greet grandpa.

When the old man saw Ling Zixuan, his pupils suddenly shrank. He had experienced ups and downs in the officialdom throughout his life. He had experienced countless twists and turns. He had a pair of eyes that could see the world and read countless people. At this time, he unexpectedly found that he could not see through this grandson at all.

To others, Ling Zixuan was still a child who didn't like to talk and had an ordinary appearance and temperament. But in the eyes of the old man, this grandson was like an unsheathed sword. Under his ordinary appearance, he revealed a spirit of looking down on the world and all living beings.

He had only seen this kind of arrogance in the really big shots, but Ling Zixuan was even better than those people. The indifference in his eyes seemed to regard everything as stone and grass, and all living beings as ants. Only when it fell on

There was only a slight fluctuation in my parents and myself.

Ling Zixuan saw that the old man looked at him a little differently, and secretly marveled in his heart that he was actually a minister who had read countless people, and he could vaguely see that he was different. However, he didn't care, and still greeted his grandfather respectfully, and let Chen Xi also feel the same.

He also greets his grandfather and performs the descendant salute.

Of course, the girl was well-behaved and obedient, and she also joked with the old man in a weird way, which finally made the old man show a rare smile.

At this time, several middle-aged men and women and some juniors gradually walked out of the house.

"Brother, sister-in-law, you are finally back. The old man has been in and out several times, as if he knew you would come back today." The person who spoke was Ling Buyi's third brother Ling Buwei. With him came out the third younger brother and sister-in-law.

The fourth brother and his wife, the younger sister and their several children.

The old man Ling Tian has five children in total, four sons and one daughter. Except for Ling Buyi who is developing in Donghai City, the others are all in the capital. After the introduction of Ling Buyi and his wife, Ling Zixuan had no choice but to say hello to each one. There was no other way

, who let me be just a junior in the Ling family? Looking back on the past 20,000 years, today is probably the most active time I have greeted people, haha.

There are also some collateral members of the Ling family in the hall, who are all here to celebrate the old man's ninetieth birthday. After all, grandpa was once a minister, so the relatives of the collateral clan of the Ling family also enjoy a lot by relying on this big tree.

The good thing is, since the old man is having a birthday, everyone will come over to celebrate his birthday.

Ling Zixuan felt that the people around him looked at Ling Buyi and his wife with complicated eyes, with indifference, jealousy, envy and ridicule. After all, when Ling Buyi walked out of the Ling family, he also said that even if an eight-person sedan came to carry me, I would not be able to carry the Ling family.

, but now he is back, and he brought his son and daughter with him.

Everyone is also suspicious that the old man is getting old, and Ling Buyi's return now obviously poses a great threat to the fight for family property. How did they know that Ling Buyi's current Ling family shop is already the richest man in Donghai City, so why would he still care about the Ling family?

of those properties.

The old man looked at the prosperous Ling family, which was filled with descendants. He couldn't say how happy he was. If his wife hadn't left early, she would have been very happy too. "Ziyi, please take the juniors to the courtyard to chat, elders."

We have something to discuss."

Ling Ziyi is the eldest among the younger generation, the eldest daughter of the third uncle. Seeing that the old man wanted to discuss business with his parents, everyone left the hall and followed his cousin to the courtyard. The servants had already arranged the arrangements in the courtyard.

Almost everyone can enjoy it.

Looking at these cousins ​​in the capital, the men are dressed gorgeously, with brocade and jade pendants around their waists; the women are dressed in silk and satin, with heavy makeup and light makeup. They are all obviously competing with each other. Ling Zixuan, who is dressed in a plain robe, looks plain and simple, and instantly blends in with everyone.

That widened the gap.

"Cousin Zixuan, it seems that my uncle's business in Donghai City is not very good. Judging from your outfit, it shouldn't cost more than twenty taels of silver!" A slightly mocking voice suddenly remembered, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

Laughter.

Ling Zixuan saw that it was Ling Ziti, the eldest son of his fourth uncle, and looked at him with a wicked smile. He didn't care, and smiled slightly without any explanation.

Chen Xi beside him was not happy. He knew that his master was the richest man in Donghai City, but because of his cultivation, he never cared about whether the clothes needed to be gorgeous and comfortable. His smiling face became fierce, and just as he was about to speak, Ling Zixuan

He stuffed a glutinous rice dumpling into her mouth and blocked her mouth.

Seeing that Ling Zixuan didn't pay attention to him, Ling Ziti was a little bored and simply said to Chen Xi: "This little girl is quite cute. Is she the child bride your eldest aunt found for you, specifically responsible for taking care of you?"

"Puch!" After Chenxi heard this, he directly sprayed out the glutinous rice dumplings he had just eaten. By chance, he sprayed it all over Ling Zitian's face. He saw that Ling Zitian's face had been bitten by Chenxi.
Chapter completed!