The soldier stepped forward, checked his identity again and again, and then took a metal detector and other instruments.
After seeing the unfamiliar face of Zhou Xing in the car, he directly took out the facial recognition equipment for comparison.
I walked back and forth in front of and behind the car to make sure everything was correct, and then I saluted them in the car.
"It's safe and can be released."
The soldier grabbed the wheat by his collar and said something sonorously and forcefully.
"I'm sorry, leader. This is my duty. Please forgive me for any delay."
The soldier said to Zhou Xing and the middle-aged man in the car.
The middle-aged man waved his hand to show that he didn't care.
The checkpoints set up at the back are also opened.
The car started again and slowly drove towards the level.
Zhou Xing was sitting in the car.
Looking at the soldiers standing upright in the back and still saluting, he saw that the strictness of entering the checkpoint was far higher than anything he had ever experienced.
Zhou Xing naturally understood the reason.
Everyone who can live here... must be an extraordinary person, and they are all crucial.
If anyone makes a slight mistake, it will cause an uproar and even shock the entire China.
China has a high level of internal security and its people live and work in peace and contentment. It is one of the safest countries in the world.
But there are always undercurrents in a calm lake.
Non-my family, its heart must be different.
They try every possible means to destroy... They use all possible means to achieve their goals. Such precautions are not unnecessary but necessary.
After the car entered the checkpoint, it also passed through layers of checkpoints... as well as many overt and covert sentries.
They blend in with the environment.
With Zhou Xing's genetically optimized keen insight, he also needed to concentrate on finding it out.
soon.
The car drove onto the tree-lined path.
It's quite quiet here.
Only the biting winter wind blew the withered yellow branches and leaves on the ground, which gave it a rather bleak mood.
Walking through the tree-lined path, one building after another appeared in front of Zhou Xing.
These buildings look...a bit quaint in appearance, not very eye-catching, and are surrounded by electrified barbed wire.
It was difficult to see clearly what was going on inside.
Crunch…
The car rolled over the fallen leaves, making a crisp sound, and finally stopped at the door of a building.
"The leader...has arrived."
The driver, who had been silent along the way, spoke.
"Hard."
The middle-aged man nodded.
"It's not hard, this is what I deserve."
The middle-aged man opened the car door and got out of the car without saying anything.
Zhou Xing also got out of the car together.
Looking at the building ahead.
The house in front of you.
Two stone lions stand at the door.
The door is red.
Printed with rows of rivets.
It can be seen from the gate that it seems to be quite old, and is no different from the ordinary courtyard houses on the old streets of Kyoto.
The only difference is its location.
"This is where your grandfather lives. Go knock on the door. He should have been waiting for you for a long time."
The middle-aged man looked directly at the door and said to Zhou Xing in a calm tone.
Zhou Xing did not hesitate, crossed the short steps, stood at the door, and wanted to knock on the door, but he took no action.
I felt a little emotional in my heart.
Although Zhou Dingshan has helped him countless times and even talked to each other on the phone, he is his biological grandfather who truly exists in this world and has a blood relationship with each other.
But in his previous life, Zhou Xing had never seen his grandfather.
When I came, I was full of expectations.
When we were about to meet... I hesitated again.
"Why haven't you knocked on the door yet?"
Zhou Xing turned around and saw that a middle-aged man was standing next to him. He couldn't help but said in surprise: "Uncle, do you want to go in with me too?"
The middle-aged man suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: "You kid... You haven't even entered your grandpa's front door yet, and you are already thinking of being xenophobic. Why can't I just enter here if only your Zhou family can enter?"
"He's just a little wolf...are you already wary of me?"
"Don't worry... Your grandfather's family fortune is destined to belong to your Zhou family. As the only son, it will eventually fall into your hands. However, there is a high probability that Zhou Jianping will take over first. Instead of thinking about me, I might as well think about you."
How many years can I last?"
Zhou Xing shook his head repeatedly: "Uncle...I didn't mean that."
With Zhou Dingshan and Zhou Jianping here, wouldn't it be better to be a rich third generation?
He doesn't have to take care of the family business or anything like that.
Why is it called family property... If the family is still there, it still has meaning. If the relatives are gone, guarding the family property will only make you miss things and miss people.
Zhou Xing owns the system. How long Zhou Dingshan and Zhou Jianping can survive is not at all up to them, but depends on their own wishes.
If he wants.
It is absolutely possible to let Zhou Dingshan and Zhou Jianping live forever.
They never fail.
In this China, I have a noble and awe-inspiring status.
It seems to keep them alive.
It's more interesting to be a rich third-generation dude under their shade. Gongquan lets them fight, and Fuquan lets himself enjoy it.
This kind of life is what I yearn for.
"Okay, stop talking about what's there and what's not, and knock on the door quickly. It's getting dark now. I haven't eaten yet because of your affairs. I'm running back and forth. I'm starving. I'm thinking about going to your grandpa's house to have a good meal.
Let’s have a meal.”
The middle-aged man smiled and cursed, but there was a hint of intimacy and a hint of endearment in his tone. He completely regarded this Zhou Xing as his junior, his son, his nephew.
Zhou Xing also heard that the middle-aged man was joking with him.
There was no further explanation.
But after going back and forth like this, all the melancholy in my heart disappeared.
He immediately picked up the slightly heavy and rusty door knocker.
There was a clang.
Knocked on the door.
After waiting for a moment, he knocked twice in succession.
The middle-aged man glanced at Zhou Xing in surprise. This was the standard old-fashioned way of knocking on doors in a courtyard house.
Nowadays, very few young people know about it, and even he, an authentic Kyoto native, doesn’t pay much attention to it.
Zhou Xing did it so standardly.
Zhou Xing felt the middle-aged man's gaze with a slight smile on his face... In his previous life, he was bombarded by the Internet age.
All useful knowledge and useless knowledge were passively received.
The most indispensable thing is this kind of useless knowledge, which means knowing a little about everything but mastering nothing.
Although this kind of knowledge is unpopular, it is not unusual. It is inevitable for marketing accounts to be used repeatedly.
No matter how bad my memory is, I still remember it.
After knocking on the door.
Without waiting for long, Zhou Xing heard footsteps approaching from far away, walking towards this side.