Guan Nushan's words confirmed Lin Dingqiang's conjecture yesterday, and he smiled: "There is really a story?"

Guan Nushan nodded, "Actually, his current wife is his student. When they were in the studio, the two of them were eye-to-eye. Later, Dai Yongxin bought her a suite, which was in his own community, and she was caught. ”

Lin Dingqiang was dumbfounded, he had long heard of such a thing as Jinwu Zangjiao, but no one dared to imagine that he could go out for a walk and enter the strange journey from one door to another.

His current wife is not a fuel-efficient lamp either, and after the matter was revealed, she put on a victim posture, saying that she didn't know that her teacher was married. Guan Nushan paused, and then said: "His ex-wife chose to divorce, but she was not stupid, she took away all Dai Yongxin's seals and took away Dai Yongxin's remaining paintings, which ended this farce." ”

"And then he came to Diancheng?" Lin Dingqiang asked, "His ex-wife doesn't want money, doesn't want a house?"

"That's right. Guan Nushan nodded, "It is said that I didn't want it." However, according to Xin Yatou, his paintings are now valuable, which can be regarded as a long-term investment!"

Lin Dingqiang shrugged his shoulders, "It seems that this woman still can't be touched." ”

"Hahaha. Guan Nushan laughed heroically, "Xiaolin, your current conditions are very good, and you are facing many temptations. But you have to remember one sentence, when a man is outside, as long as he doesn't divide his inner feelings into several parts, don't be sincere, it's just a scene. ”

"Understood, Uncle Guan. Lin Dingqiang nodded, "Thank you." ”

"Let's eat," Guan Nushan stomped on the cigarette butt, "taste this bait." ”

Bait silk is actually a flat strip cut from bait, and there are many ways to eat it, and it is generally boiled or fried in the Chuncheng area. The two of them ate boiled bait, salty and spicy, which made Lin Dingqiang, who couldn't eat spicy food, a little unbearable.

However, Guan Nushan ate vigorously, and a simple bowl of bait was better than the delicacies in the hotel private room.

At about one o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Jingming came to Spring City as promised.

After the three of them met, Guan Nushan said enthusiastically: "Old Zhou, it's hard work on the road." ”

Zhou Jingming waved his hand, "Boss Guan is polite." Compared to you, I'm not so hard. Yo, Mr. Lin is also with him this time!"

Lin Dingqiang smiled and nodded, "President Zhou." ”

"I haven't thanked you yet!" Zhou Jingming smiled: "Listen to that kid in my family, the nightclub business you and his friends are getting better and better, and you have made a lot of efforts in this." ”

Lin Dingqiang responded with a smile: "President Zhou is polite, in fact, Liu Yating's people are watching over there." ”

"When we get back to Beijing, we'll get together. Guan Nushan proposed: "Have two drinks." ”

Zhou Jingming continued: "This time, I won't wait for the release. ”

"So urgent?" Guan Nushan said with a twisted eyebrow.

"There were some problems with the pigeons sent last time, so I'm going to deal with them this time. Zhou Jingming didn't say it explicitly, "There is still something going on in Chang'an, so I won't stop." ”

"Alright, let's get going. Guan Nushan nodded, "After visiting old friends, we will do our own things and have a chance to get together again." ”

The three of them got into the car again, Chu Mu left Iveco and the driver to Lin Dingqiang, and he went back to Maitreya first.

The car went around and came to an old residential building community, and Lin Dingqiang didn't know who Guan Nushan wanted to meet, but he knew that going to meet people empty-handed was always a little less polite.

"Uncle Guan, do you want to buy something?" Lin Dingqiang asked.

Guan Nushan and Zhou Jingming talked and laughed along the way, but as soon as the car entered the community, their expressions became serious.

Guan Nushan replied: "Don't buy it." ”

Iveco stopped at the bottom of Building 7, and the three of them went upstairs, these houses built in the 90s have not yet been equipped with elevators, and after going all the way to the 6th floor, Guan Nushan knocked on the security door.

Lin Dingqiang noticed that this community was very old, and there was no property management or anything like that, not only the railings were a little rusty, but also the psoriasis on the wall was not cleaned up, and he couldn't figure out who the two were going to see.

About thirty seconds later, a woman in her early 40s, leaning over 50, opened the door, dressed very modestly, but she could still see the graceful demeanor of her youth between her eyebrows.

"Xiao Chen. Guan Nushan smiled and said, "You haven't changed after so many years!"

After Chen Ping saw Guan Nushan and Zhou Jingming, she was pleasantly surprised: "Brother Guan, Brother Zhou, why did you two come to Spring City." ”

Zhou Jingming said with a smile: "You have seen our two old brothers, why don't you invite us in for a glass of water?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Chen Ping patted her head, "Please come in!"

The three of them didn't sit down when they entered the house, and Guan Nushan asked straight to the point: "Where is the old man?"

"Asleep. Chen Ping responded: "I'll call him." ”

Zhou Jingming stopped Chen Ping, "Don't scream, let's take a look." ”

Chen Ping nodded, and then led the three of them to the innermost bedroom, and after pushing the door open, Lin Dingqiang smelled a smell of moxibustion.

When I looked again, there was an old man with gray hair and bony lying on the bed.

Guan Nushan and Zhou Jingming walked up, and Chen Ping said softly: "Dad, Brother Guan and Brother Zhou have come to see you." ”

The old man's eyes were closed, but his eyes still moved slightly, as if sensing the comings of the two.

"Old Chen, I'm Xiao Guan!" Guan Nushan held Chen Guangwen's hand and said softly: "I'm coming to see you." ”

Zhou Jingming also said on the other side: "Old Chen, I'm Xiao Zhou." Are you alright?"

The old man still didn't open his eyes, but there was a stumbling sound in his throat, which seemed to respond to the two of them in this way.

"My dad was happy. Chen Ping said excitedly: "He knows that you two are here." ”

"Why is Old Chen like this?" Zhou Jingming asked in a low voice, "Wasn't it quite good a few years ago?"

As soon as she said this, Chen Ping was a little sad, "I fell when I released the pigeons, and then I was bedridden. ”

Older people are afraid of falling on their heels, and Lin Ding forcibly estimated that the old man Chen on the bed was almost ninety years old, and it was a pity to think about it.

"Let's go out and talk. Guan Nushan sighed, "Talk slowly." ”

Chen Ping wiped the tears that had not yet flowed from the corners of her eyes, and forced a smile, "Okay, Brother Guan, Brother Zhou, and this little brother, let's sit outside." ”

Lin Dingqiang walked at the back, closed the door, and his mood became depressed.

"Sit casually, the family is small. Chen Ping beckoned, "I'll pour you some water." ”

"Good. ”

After Chen Ping left, Lin Dingqiang asked Guan Nushan, "Uncle Guan, who is this Chen Lao?"

After Guan Nushan gave the smoke to Zhou Jingming, he said slowly: "He is Chen Guangwen, the king of military pigeons." ”