The Shen family in Beijing is not only a prominent family, it is also a circle, a circle formed by a century-old cultural precipitation, interwoven by power and money. In this circle, there are not many direct children of the Shen family, and foreign surnames account for the majority. ,Any group must have its core, and the direct descendants of the Shen family are the core of this circle.
When other direct children were firmly in high positions, either in business or in political stars, shining in their own fields, there was another direct children stealing the old man’s antiques for a little money...
Shen Chongwu, the current old man Shen, was so angry that he was approaching the critical point of self-destruction and death.
He really didn't expect that the rumored grandson who was abandoned in an orphanage and stumbled in the market since childhood could be so bastard that he hadn't seen such a scum in the Shen family for many years, and he finally opened his eyes today.
Ye Huan was completely unaware of the true identity of the old man in front of him, and still urged Zhang San to be quicker.
He also knew that the things he was doing now were not very good, and he was not afraid of others. What he was afraid of was that if Chen Duli came out for a walk on a whim, he happened to catch them. I guess he didn't know if Chen Duli had a heart disease. If you have problems such as blood pressure, you have to ask about it tomorrow, otherwise he will be a little unfilial if he is so angry.
Not long after, Shen Chongwu's study was wiped out by Zhang San. Zhang San was an experienced thief. Although he had no ability to identify antiques, he had an amazing talent in choosing antiques. He was too large and decisively abandoned. The ones put in the bag are small in size and rich in ancient flavor. They are obviously valuable gadgets. Not to mention anything else, the blood-rich chicken blood stone seal on the desk alone is worth at least several million.
Shen Chongwu's heart is almost broken...
Zhang San weighed the bulging bag and twisted the fork and said, "Brother Huan, it's almost done. I guess these are worth a lot of money. Please stop when you see it's better."
Ye Huan nodded, took off a porcelain bottle with green huā printed on the bookshelf, threw it at Zhang Sanyi, and said, "Take this with you, you have to come back with a full load to be worthy of being a prodigal son... ”
A small porcelain bottle drifted in the air... passing a beautiful parabola, Shen Chongwu was shocked and blurted out: "My Southern Song Ru Kiln seal huā celadon"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang San steadily caught the porcelain bottle and threw it into the bag.
Shen Chongwu breathed a sigh of relief. Behind Yimo, he was already sweating profusely and sat on the chair in the study like exhaustion.
Ye Huan greeted, "We're leaving, old man, don't tell anyone I've been here. I'll give you that painting named Tang in the Ming Dynasty. It's considered a hush money..."
"Sealing...sealing fee?" Shen Chongwu was stunned.
Zhang San urged: "Brother Huan, hurry up and leave."
Shen Chongwu sat and gasped for a while. Seeing Ye Huan and the other two walking out with bags, Shen Chongwu was so scared that he shivered and said with a nose: "Stop! Where are you carrying them?"
Ye Huan said with a bastard look on his face: "Sell it for money, drink wine and eat meat."
Shen Chongwu was stunned and sighed sadly to the sky: "Beast."
Zhang San glanced at Ye Huan and smiled and said, "The old man's evaluation is quite pertinent."
The two of them were about to walk out of the study with their bags in their arms. Shen Chongwu trembled all over and stepped forward, grabbed Zhang San's bag, and said sternly: "Stop! No one is allowed to leave!"
Ye Huan was stunned and then sneered: "Old guy, do you want to be terrified?"
Shen Chongwu was angry and blocked the door like a god, shouting loudly: "Put down the things, these are all inherited by the Shen family. I want to steal my things, there is no way!"
Ye Huan said lazily: "If you dare to stop me, I will beat you up."
Shen Chongwu shouted angrily: "You dare! The turtle boy, you have turned against you, I know who I am."
Bang!
Before he finished speaking, Ye Huan punched Shen Chongwu in the left eye socket.
A gangster is a gangster, and his quality must be not very high. The so-called great principles of respecting the elderly and respecting the wise are all over the clouds in his eyes...
Shen Chongwu groaned, his eyes were already darkened, and he couldn't help but be shocked and angry at this moment.
It's been so many years, and no one dares to beat him like this!
Back then, I was injured only when I fought with the Japanese devils, but I never thought that when I was about to be buried, I was beaten again...
"Tortoise, I'm going to break you!" Shen Chongwu was furious. His old body tingled, and his whole body exuded a powerful force. His big hands, which were full of muscles and bones, slapped Ye Huan like a fan.
Ye Huan was shocked, and quickly took a small bottle from the bag, whistled, and then threw it behind Chen Nosewu...
"Ah evil! My Yue Kiln Secret Sè Celadon"
Shen Chongwu's figure immediately stopped, his angry eyes turned into extreme fear and heartache. He turned around without hesitation, and rushed back like a dog with bones, and his movements were fast. With the movement, it is hard to imagine that an elderly man has such agile skills.
When the small bottle was about to land, Shen Chongwu finally caught it and stared at the small bottle in his hand with a pale face, as if he was looking at his biological son who was about to fall into the well.
"Good skills!" Ye Huan's eyes lit up and he blurted out: "The old house of Shen's family is indeed hidden and lying on the tiger, unfathomable. A cleaner has such agile skills, which is even more awesome than the sweeping monk in Shaolin Temple..."
Zhang San said impatiently: "Brother Huan, let's go quickly, are you still waiting for him to say, "Cheng Ren, what's wrong?"
Ye Huan said excitedly: "San'er, do you think he is agile? Agile?"
"He is not cheap, but his hands are cheap." Zhang San said slowly.
Ye Huan excitedly shouted to Shen Chongwu, who was still lying on the ground, still dumbfounded, "Old man, I have something to do today. I will come to you tomorrow. I must accept me as my disciple."
The two hurried out. At night, two sneaky figures walked towards the gate.
Ye Huan still exclaimed as he walked: "This old man is so skillful. Look at the hungry dog's action of grabbing food. Tsk tsk, if the grandson of the national football team asks him to be the goalkeeper, we will not dominate the World Cup soon after. Is it…”
Before the two of them could take a few steps, Shen Chongwu's violent angrily shout suddenly came from the study.
"Take those two turtle boys for me!"
Kick!
The sound of countless firearms loading and opening safety.
A dazzling white light broke through the dark night, and Ye Huan and Zhang San's figures were clearly visible under the strong illumination of the searchlight, and they were all visible.
In addition to the light, countless black muzzles pointed at the heads of the two people. On their foreheads, there were more than a dozen red spots trembling. Ye Huan and Zhang San were so scared that their faces were as scared as earth. Shuangtui couldn't help but fight. After watching American blockbusters for so many years, they knew very well that the red dots on their foreheads were infrared sights of sniper rifles...
The scene is so magnificent...
Zhang Sanshuang shook and immediately made a very wise decision. He suddenly raised his hands high, then lie on the ground with his body, deep-drying a mouthful of Dantian Qi, and howled loudly, "Government! Government! Don't shoot."
They are all their own people, I... are wronged..."
Ye Huan pursed his lips tightly, his bloodless mouth trembled constantly, trying hard to suppress his fear, and said in a trembling voice: "San'er, can you have some backbone? Look at your cowardly look, embarrassing and disappointed
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Zhang San was still lying on the ground with his face buried on the ground, and said in a muffled voice: "You show your strength to show me..."
Ye Huan snorted coldly, xiong ting, and then...
Like Zhang San, he raised his hands high, and the cult worshiped the gods, lay on the ground with a protruding body, lying so deep and sad...
"Dear government comrades, I was wrong, I surrendered"...Zhang San: "…………”
The front hall of the Shen family was brightly lit, and the snow-white light reflected Shen Chongwu's old face. The eye socket on the left was dark, and the faint pain made his old face twitch from time to time.
Shen Duli stood behind Shen Chongwu, looking at Ye Huan and Zhang San standing in the middle of the front hall, a deep helplessness flashed in his eyes.
Shen Chongwu stared at Ye Huan angrily, then turned his head and said coldly to Shen Duli: "Is this the son you gave birth to?"
He was so proud that he had a strong sense of pride. At this moment, he really didn't know what to say except sighing.
Ye Huan looked embarrassed and rubbed his hands and laughed dryly.
Seeing that he was not as shameless as he smiled, Shen Chongwu couldn't help but snorted and said in a stern manner: "You have given birth to a good son."
"I still have many shortcomings," Ye Huan quickly said modestly.
Shen Duli sighed inwardly, glared at him fiercely, and said in a deep voice: "Ye Huan, this is your grandfather, call someone."
Ye Huan and Zhang San were stunned and paused for a while. The two of them shouted in dismay: "Grandpa?"
Shen Chongwu waved his hand and said loudly: "Stop! Don't call me grandpa, I can't stand it!"
Ye Huan was sweating all over, and stared at Shen Chongwu in horror.
This old man actually...is his grandfather?
Shen Duli mentioned several times that Ye Huan knew that this surviving grandfather was the founding old general, and the only remaining nuclear weapon of the Shen family, and the old man who trembled with a cough all over the capital city was making a big joke...
Seeing the black circle he beaten in Shen Chongwu's left eye socket, Ye Huan had the urge to faint on the spot, and pretending to be dizzy.
What kind of qualities is it to beat the founding veteran general? It's almost like slapping a fly on the head of a tiger?
It is said that this grandfather killed countless Japanese devils back then and made many contributions to the country. He was a standard general who could not defeat thousands of men. Today, this general was beaten by his grandson...
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Seeing that Shen Chongwu's old face was still twitching, Ye Huan immediately pretended to have a happy and joyful smile, with extreme flattery in his smile.
"...Brother of the Warrior!" Ye Huan opened his hands and ran towards Shen Chongwu like a retreat.
Shen Chongwu's face changed and pointed at Ye Huan and shouted loudly: "Stop it!"
"Grandpa, I'm wrong. I'm young and ignorant. Just forgive me."
Ye Huan bowed his head and admitted his mistake.
No matter how noble this grandfather is, he will not mention whether he has feelings for the elders of the Shen family. In short, being a grandson beaten up grandfather is indeed a rebellious behavior. Ye Huan really feels wrong now.
Shen Chongwu's anger was not gone, and his eyes staring at Ye Huan seemed to spit out fire.
No matter how high the status and achievements the Shen family had outside, they were all cautious in front of his elderly grandfather, walking on thin ice, and not daring to take a breath. But Ye Huan not only stole the antiques he inherited from the Shen family, return……
Shen Chongwu took a deep breath and his left eye socket began to hurt again.
If it weren't for Ye Huan's sake, he would have ordered the killing of these two turtle cubs long ago.
"Don't call me grandpa, I don't have lawless disobedience like you."
Before Shen Chongwu could finish his words, Chen Duli, who was behind him, suddenly stepped forward and interrupted him, and said anxiously: "Dad!"
Shen Chongwu paused and turned his head to look at him.
"Dad Ye Huan was separated from his parents since childhood and was separated from the people. He didn't read many books, so he was inevitably lacking in discipline. But Dad, he is your grandson. The suffering he suffered outside in the past twenty years is something you can't even imagine What a child, why are you? After all, I owe him a lot, and the Shen family owe him a lot, dad..."
"…The grievances back then are no longer mentioned now. I am the eldest son of my family. If you can tolerate, you will tolerate. I know that you have always thought that I am gentle and cannot bear the great responsibility. Among the brothers, you love the fifth brother the most. Because only he has inherited your ambition and joined the army, but even if you are dissatisfied with me, you should not transfer this dissatisfaction to your grandchildren. Ye Huan is burdened by me. After suffering for so many years, he is yours. The flesh and blood, many children of the Shen family, why are you just too weak to him?"
Shen Chongwu looked at the pain and sadness in Chen Duli's eyes, and was silent for a while, and finally sighed deeply.
Yes, Ye Huan is the eldest grandson of the Shen family. What did the fight at home have to do with him? Why did he suffer the pain for many years? The wanderer should have celebrated, so why bother with some minor matters? After all, he was scattered. The essence and blood of the family are undeniable facts. Shen Chongwu has been killing people all his life, and he still has a hot temper when he gets old, but the feelings of his grandparents and grandchildren cannot be erased.
But what this grandson did tonight is really hateful!
Shen Chongwu always felt that a sense of anger in his heart was hard to vent and he felt uncomfortable.
Turning back and forth on the jade floor tiles in the front hall for several rounds, bang!
Shen Chongwu slapped the pineapple wood coffee table in front of the hall and shouted unwillingly at Chen Duli: "But look, look, is this grandson doing what he does?"
Ye Huan couldn't listen to others scolding him. He raised his eyebrows and then collapsed with a depressed momentum.
He suddenly realized that no one could scold him in the world, but the one in front of him could scold him with confidence, which made him unable to refute, and he could not scold him, because he was indeed a grandson who was just a fake one, and he didn't need to pretend. @.