"Ye Fan, are you here?"

Just as Ye Fan felt lost and was about to leave the Tang family villa, another tall figure walked out of the hall, and he was greeting loudly with a loud laugh.

It was the Three Kingdoms of Tang Dynasty.

"Ah, you have returned so many vegetables and fruits?"

When Tang Sanguo saw Ye Fan’s big bag, he hurriedly reached out to take it and pulled Ye Fan into the hall: "You came here unfortunately. Ruoxue happened to have something to do and he would probably come back later."

"But for me, you came just right. I'm a little unsure if it was a play in the Ming and Qing dynasties."

"You'll have dinner here tonight, so let's talk to you."

His face was no longer as mean as before, but he was unprecedentedly enthusiastic, as if a bee saw nectar.

Ye Fan hesitated for a moment: "Ruoxue is not here, I won't stay, so as not to bother you..." "Tsk..." Tang Sanguo deliberately raised his face and said: "Ruoxue is not here, and I still have me. Is the entire Tang family in your eyes only Ruoxue?"

"You can't have a meal with me?"

He complained in a tone: "Although you divorced Ruoxue, we were once father-in-law and son-in-law, and our status is not about friendship."

“That’s not.”

Ye Fan smiled helplessly: "I'm just worried that Wu Ruoxue will fight, Lin Qiuling... No, Aunt Lin will make it difficult for you to do."

"Hahaha, don't worry, she's not at home."

Tang Sanguo laughed loudly, patted Ye Fan on the shoulder and said, "Lin Xiaoyan got married yesterday. Lin Sangu set up dozens of tables and had to set up a three-day mat to collect all the red envelopes that had been scattered over the years."

"Your aunt is helping to make an appointment, and she won't come back these days. I can't afford to lose that person, so I found an excuse to come back."

"So you don't need to worry about her being nervous."

"Tonight, you and my father have a good meal, and I will give you my treasured daughter Hong."

"Ma Wu, Ye Fan has come and bought a lot of vegetables. I'll have dinner here later."

"By the way, I will add two pounds of my daughter Hong Wen. I will not return home without getting drunk tonight."

He pulled Ye Fan in without hesitation, and shouted to the kitchen: "Cook a few more hard dishes."

"Haole."

When Wu Ma heard Ye Fan coming, she ran out immediately, greeted her with a happy face, and then took the things Ye Fan bought in.

Ye Fan tried hard to suppress the loss that Tang Ruoxue brought to him, and looked at Tang Sanguo and squeezed out a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, uncle."

"Uncle..." Tang Sanguo also smiled bitterly: "Things change, people really miss the days when you call me dad."

Ye Fan lowered his head and didn't say anything.

"Stop talking about this, go to my study and help me see the antiques."

Tang Sanguo dissipated his thoughts of loss and pulled Ye Fan into the study.

The study room is not small, more than fifty square meters, which is equivalent to the area of ​​one bedroom and one living room, but it is full of books and antiques.

Full of quaintness.

This was the first time Ye Fan entered the study of Tang Sanguo. When he was a son-in-law in the past, he was strictly prohibited from entering by Tang Sanguo, worried that he would break the antiques with ulterior motives.

Now that he was warmly invited by Tang Sanguo, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

However, what made Ye Fan's eyes widen the most was that the walls of the study were full of maps, including Huahai, Nanling, and Longdu.

The map details the street lights of each street, and Ye Fan can also see the Jin Zhilin of Huahai and Longdu.

Moreover, the map was drawn by hand, and that skill made Ye Fan stunned. It was simply the map version of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival".

"I have nothing to do, I like to draw maps and make fun of it."

Seeing Ye Fan staring at the map in a daze, Tang Sanguo laughed loudly and turned Ye Fan's gaze over: "Sit here, I'll show you a few things."

Afterwards, Tang Sanguo quickly brought a few antiques, a vase, a dagger, and an ink inkstone.

He put it in front of Ye Fan and smiled, "Come on, Ye Fan, look at this game. I bought it at a high price to see if it is true or false?"

“This vase is fake.”

Ye Fan pointed at the vase with a pattern opening: "Look at the color of this pattern, it was impossible to extract it in the Ming Dynasty."

"This dagger is also a high imitation, but it has excellent old-fashioned skills, so it looks simple."

"As for this ink inkstone, it is indeed cast in Ming earth. There is no problem with soil, but it takes up to three to five years."

"Because the seller takes soil from the Ming Great Wall, refines it, and then bury it for three to five years, and then sells it for a good price..." Ye Fan told all the antique defects of Tang Sanguo in one breath, which made Tang Sanguo look very regretful, and sighed that hundreds of thousands of private money had been wasted.

"Ye Fan, you are getting more and more powerful. I guess even the Ghost Eye Master is not as good as this kind of eye."

"The Yangtze River pushes the previous waves, I really regret that I had the water in my mind to drive you out."

Tang Sanguo gave Ye Fan a thumbs up, and at the same time he showed a hint of self-blame on his face.

Ye Fan smiled and waved his hand: "Uncle has been too much."

"I haven't won the award, I'm seeking truth from facts."

Tang Sanguo threw all the antiques into the trash can, and then signaled Ye Fan to sit down on the sofa: "With your current strength and connections, as long as you are committed to making progress, you will not only gain a foothold in Longdu?"

"If you put your ambitions and energy down, you will definitely become the new crown in Longdu, or even the sixth in China."

He sighed softly: "The world is so wonderful, you shouldn't be limited to a little Jin Zhilin."

"Uncle was joking."

Ye Fan responded with a smile: "I am just a doctor. You can make a small amount of money by saving patients. What is the new high school? It's too far away."

"I don't think about these things either. The more I think about it, the more I want, the more I tossed it."

"I want a peaceful and peaceful life more than a wealthy day with strong winds and waves."

He looked at Tang Sanguo and spoke tentatively: "I heard that my uncle had been brilliant, don't you think such a peaceful life is rare?"

Ye Fan remembered the ten thousand taels of gold on the Alisha account, and the notes that Tang Sanguo hired murderers.

"Yes, I've been brilliant too."

Tang Sanguo did not hide it, and his eyes flashed with a light: "For such a huge change from heaven to hell, I, Tang Sanguo, are also the number one person."

He was only one step away from the peak of power. Unfortunately, at this step, he couldn't climb up with all his strength, and he fell to the bottom of the valley and survived.

Then he looked at Ye Fan and smiled: "I have really grown a lot this year, and I can even know the old things about me."

Ye Fan directly asked Han Jianfeng to take the blame: "I also heard my brother-in-law say a few words after drinking."

"It doesn't matter. I felt embarrassed before, so I didn't want you to know."

Tang Sanguo's style is calm: "I only realize now that shame is shame, it can only be cleared, but cannot be covered up."

"Uncle, it's all gone before."

Ye Fan could feel the melancholy of Tang Sanguo: "It is God's love that he can save his life and live the current life of Xiaoyaoweng, so there is no need to think about it."

He knew that Tang Sanguo was unwilling to accept it and hoped that he could resolve his knot.

“Something that can’t be overcome.”

Tang Sanguo smiled and then grabbed Ye Fan's hand: "For me, after feeling the light, I can no longer bear the darkness."

"After feeling the taste of peak power, I can no longer bear the dullness of life."

"For some people, whether I am a waste or not, living is just a thorn."

He took the thermos and drank a sip of tea: "So many things really can't get through."

Ye Fan remembered what Ye Wujiu said to him, which was similar to what Tang Sanguo said.

Some things really can't get through.

For the Tang Sanguo, he was still unwilling to accept it for twenty years. For the Tang Sect, the death was truly at ease, so he did not say anything else.

"Ye Fan, you can clearly achieve greater achievements and a more brilliant future, but you choose to be a little doctor."

"I think it's a pity, and I'm sorry for your talent."

Tang Sanguo laughed again, and then changed the topic: "But I also know that everyone has their own aspirations, and some things are barely allowed."

"So I don't advise you that the princes, princes, generals and ministers will still be better."

His expression became serious: "But I want to entrust you one thing."

"Trust?"

Ye Fan was shocked when he heard this: "Why did my uncle say that?

What's wrong?

Are you at risk?”

"Not for the time being, but it does not mean there is no in the future."

Tang Sanguo smiled softly: "I just feel that you have the ability to fulfill my wish."

Ye Fan exhaled a long breath: "Uncle, please tell me."

"What happened to me one day, please help me take care of Ruoxue."

Tang Sanguo stood up and walked behind Ye Fan, patted his shoulder and said: "If it's okay, give birth to a child with her, so that my lineage will be somewhat inherited..."
Chapter completed!