Chapter 297: Birthday Gift Chengmo
The old house of the Rong family!
She had only seen a few photos of external photos on the Internet before, and she was stunned by that ancient momentum at that time, and she always wanted to stand outside to see, feast her eyes, and be content, who knew that today she not only saw it, but also entered the Rong family's old mansion!
At this moment when she is making trouble, she has simply reached the peak of her life!
Nie Tiantian twisted the line and made a fuss, screamed in a row, and instantly smiled again, "My God! Tilt, I actually went to the old mansion of the Rong family! By the way, where is your Rong president?"
"Ahem..." The front and back baffles were descending, and Rong Hancheng coughed lightly.
Suddenly his cheeks were a little red.
What she did and what she said just now, how do you look like a local girl entering the city!
It was all heard by Rong Han City!
Her image!
The idea of making trouble is completely superfluous, because Rong Hancheng will not pay attention to other women's affairs at all, except for Nie Tian's attention.
As for what he had just said, Rong Hancheng's ears had been automatically filtered.
"Tilt, I'll take you to the room first. ”
"Mr. Rong, am I going too?" pointed at himself, a little incredible.
She came with her because she wanted to take the car home and save a fare.
Although I also want to participate in Mr. Rong's birthday banquet and have a long experience, I came because I was Rong Hancheng's girlfriend.
But she, what is her identity,
Rong Hancheng girlfriend's friend?
That's a bit far off.
How is it possible to get in?
Regarding the trouble, Rong Hancheng obviously didn't have the heart to explain, so he nodded directly and said a faint "um".
So, Da Hei dragged Nie Tiantian and Xing's troublesome luggage, followed behind them, and waited for Xing Li to be sent to the upstairs room before retreating.
Along the way, the servants who passed by quietly watched Nie Tiantian and his behavior make trouble, curious that his Young Master Sun had not come back for so many years, but when he came back, he brought two girls.
Who are these two girls?
What is the relationship with Young Master Sun?
Rong Hancheng greeted Nie Tiantian and left, heading to the backyard.
He knows very well what kind of temperament the old man is, and the housekeeper knows that he is back in the car but does not get off, and the old man will definitely know.
He had to appease the old man first and prepare for the dumping.
Shobai-in
When Rong Hancheng went, the housekeeper was standing at the door, clasping his hands in front of him, standing straight, seeing him, he raised a smile and called kindly: "Young Master Sun." ”
He is only a dozen years younger than Old Man Rong, and he has been by Old Man Rong's side since he was a child, watching Rong Hancheng's father grow up, and watching Rong Hancheng grow up.
"Uncle Fu. "Rong Han City bowed.
Steward Fu's eyes suddenly soured, "Young Master Sun is polite." The master is in the house, Young Master Sun and others will coax the master more, the master he... I've been talking about you. ”
From an outsider's point of view, Old Man Rong is very awkward in his words, but in the matter of Rong Hancheng's grandson, Old Man Rong is very awkward.
At the beginning, Rong Hancheng turned a deaf ear to what Old Man Rong said, and insisted on leaving, making Old Man Rong lose face in Chang'an.
It seems to the outside world that Old Man Rong is disgusted with Rong Hancheng and does not recognize this grandson, but Steward Fu, as the housekeeper of the Rong family's old house, follows Old Man Rong closely, and listens to Old Man Rong talking about Rong Hancheng.
Especially in recent years, he has to repeat it several times a day, and sometimes even muttered in distraction, asking himself if he had done something wrong in the first place.
Only Steward Fu knows this, for the sake of the old man's face, Steward Fu can't tell Rong Hancheng too clearly, he can only talk to this point.
But Steward Fu knew that Rong Hancheng was smart, even if he didn't say it, he would definitely understand.
Rong Hancheng nodded, his chin bowed, "Thank you, Uncle Fu." ”
Then he walked straight into the house.
The room was very quiet and cool, as soon as he came in, he smelled a smell of tobacco, Rong Hancheng frowned without a trace, and walked directly in one direction.
Pushing the door in, I saw Mr. Rong sitting in a rocking chair, smoking a cigar in his mouth, and his expression was confused.
Hearing the sound, Old Man Rong opened his eyes, saw that it was Rong Hancheng, was stunned for a few seconds, came back to his senses, and the expression on his face instantly returned to cold, "What are you doing here?"
Don't think he doesn't know!
Even if he didn't go to the front yard to see, he knew it in his heart!
raised him with hard work, but in the end, no woman was important to him!
In order to wait for a woman, he didn't come to see his grandfather first!
Old Man Rong didn't directly throw the crutches in Rong Hancheng's face, he was already good-tempered.
Rong Hancheng strode closer, took out the cigar between Old Man Rong's fingers, and crushed it in the ashtray, "Doctor He allows you to smoke?"
Old Man Rong's expression was stunned, and he instantly remembered that Rong Hancheng couldn't come to see him first because Nie Tiancheng couldn't come to see him, and his face was cold, "It's okay to do anything about you!"
Don't you like that girl? Isn't it just to wait for that girl to come and see you first? So what do you care about whether you smoke or not now?
Can he handle it?
Rong Hancheng did not retreat at all because of Old Man Rong's indifferent words, but sat down directly on the sofa next to him, and put the wooden box he had been holding on the small table.
Old Man Rong stared at the wooden box suspiciously, "What is this?"
"A birthday gift for you. ”
Old Man Rong was slightly relieved in his heart.
This stinky boy finally remembers his birthday today and brought a birthday gift.
If you didn't bring a birthday gift, you would have to beat him out today!
Old Man Rong was relieved in his heart, but he wanted to be arrogant on the surface: "Birthday gift, such a small birthday gift, stinky boy, you don't care at all!"
Rong Hancheng was not annoyed, nor did he explain, but slowly opened the box, turned the box, and headed in the direction of Old Man Rong.
Old Man Rong was just a casual glance, but when he saw what was inside, he suddenly sat up straight, and took the box into his arms, as if someone would snatch it away if he was slower.
Touched and touched, determined what he thought in his heart, and looked up at Rong Hancheng, "This is... Chengmo?"
After years of obsession, even if you just look at it, Old Man Rong can recognize it.
At first, I was not sure, because I had been searching for no trace for many years, and at first glance, it was a little unbelievable.
Taking it in his hand and observing it carefully, Old Man Rong was 100% sure that this was the purple clay pot "Chengmo" he had been looking for for many years!
Rong Hancheng nodded.
"Where did you find it?" Old Man Rong changed his indifference just now, changed his face to a smile, and gently stroked his subordinates over and over again, as if he was touching his lover.
"In a village on the outskirts of the capital. Rong Hancheng replied truthfully.
"It turned out to be in the suburbs, no wonder I never found it..." Old Man Rong's tone was very low.
For so many years, he has always set his sights on various antique exhibitions at home and abroad, and has never thought of going to the village to look for it.
If he had gone to the village to look for it earlier, maybe he would have found Chengmo decades earlier!
Why wait until now...
Fortunately, after going around and around for so many years, Chengmo finally came into his hands.
After years of obsession, Old Man Rong was in a much more cheerful mood, and his complaints about Rong Hancheng disappeared, "Chengmo's matter, it's rare that you still remember it, so you bothered." ”
For the sake of finding Chengmo, let's not worry about him!
Rong Hancheng pursed his lips, and his thin lips opened lightly: "It's not me." ”