Bian Rui looked up at a sycamore tree growing from a small sapling to a towering tree, and there was an old nagging sound in his ears.

"The tree is planted in the dry position, and the sound of the piano is like the yellow bell and the ...... of the iron horse."

Bian Rui turned his head to look at Lao Dao and asked, "Master, are you really my ancestor?"

Lao Dao turned his head: "Is it good here?"

"Of course!" Bian Rui blurted out.

Lao Dao opened his mouth and said: "Such a good thing, if it weren't for your ancestors, why would I leave this kind of anti-heaven thing to you? I don't understand such a simple truth after living for more than thirty years?"

“…… too!"

Bian Rui thought about this reason, how many Chinese are willing to pass on such a good thing to outsiders and not to their own bloodline?

"However, why did you pass it on to me, not to the smarter fifteenth brother, he seems to be much smarter than me, right? If you are honest and elected as the twelfth brother, why did you choose me?" Bian Rui asked again.

Lao Dao said: "Your fifteenth brother is smart, but he is too smart, he always thinks that others are stupider than him, such a person is easy to get carried away, if you give him something, maybe something will happen." Your twelfth brother is honest, but he is too square, and he is not the material to guard this treasure, that is, you kid, it is not good to say that he is loyal and treacherous, and on the surface it seems to be impenetrable, but in fact, he is careful in his heart, that is, you have a temperament like you, so that you can keep this treasure and pass it on......".

Bian Rui was a little speechless, how could he feel that Old Ancestor's words didn't seem like praising himself.

"Okay, I've said everything I need to say, let's go out, I'll leave in a while," said the old man.

Bian Rui was a little reluctant: "Ancestor, do you want to stay for a few more days and let me do my filial piety?"

"I have arms and legs, where to use your filial piety, I don't have a few days, I can live for two days, but you come back late, if I live for two more days, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to the place where the ancestors sleep, after I leave, the house and the things in it will be yours, I won't say much else, keep this thing well and pass it on, don't say it's a wife, even if it's parents and children, you can't say it, unless you reach the limit like me, you can pass this thing on to the next generation, remember ......."

"I see!"

Bian Rui nodded solemnly.

Lao Dao took Bian Rui out of the secret realm, or space, and returned to the shop, Bian Rui looked up and found that the clock, hour and minute hands on the wall were about the same as those who had just entered.

Seeing Bian Rui's appearance, Lao Dao opened his mouth and said: "The time in the secret realm is different from the outside, you stay inside for a day, and it will only be a few seconds outside, so you don't have to make a fuss."

Bian Rui nodded.

The grandfather and grandson chatted together for more than two hours, and the old Tao said a lot, as if he wanted to stuff everything he knew to Bian Rui.

"Alright, it's not too early, it's time for me to go."

Lao Dao stood up.

"Ancestor, shall I send you?"

"No, I'm not used to riding on motorcycles now, don't give it away, don't be sad, I've lived so much, it's time to go, it's time to go, even if it's a joy or mourning after seventy, I don't know how many seventies have passed, and I've long looked down on life and death. If you want to live a good life and live happily, that's it, filial piety is not about crying! Not on the surface, passing on what I have given you to your children and grandchildren, and life is great filial piety."

After speaking, the ancestor waved his hand at Bian Rui, and then walked towards the door.

Bian Rui hurriedly took the lead and opened the door before the ancestor arrived at the door. Lao Dao didn't say a word, got on the side of the road and left the small broken Wuling van, watching the ancestor's car disappear on the corner of the street, Bian Rui didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Standing at the door for about five or six minutes, Bian Rui returned to the shop and re-entered the space, and Bian Rui felt that everything just now was not a dream, but a real thing.

Shizun became an ancestor, and suddenly inherited a mysterious space, which made Bian Rui feel that the whole world was a little unreal for a while.

"I'm a little bird......".

Suddenly, Zhao Chuan's singing voice broke this silence, Bian Rui took out his mobile phone, glanced at it, and pressed it.

"Hey!"

"Bian Rui, are you back?"

On the other end of the phone, there was the voice of Bian Rui's friend Hu Shuo, Hu Shuo is Bian Rui's college classmate, and he is also a good buddy in the same dormitory, the friendship between the two has been from college to the present, Bian Rui used to open a company with others, and it was doing very well, even if Bian Rui withdrew his shares later, it did not affect the friendship between the two.

"I'm back, I just arrived in Mingzhu in the morning," Bian Rui replied with a smile.

"That night, the brothers got together, Drunken Immortal Building, everyone is looking forward to you coming back and telling everyone about your feats," Hu Shuo said immediately when he heard it.

Bian Rui went out for half a year, and he also missed his group of friends a little, so he nodded and responded to the matter: "Okay, you set a time for the evening, and then there will be a pass."

"Okay, then half past seven, everyone will see you or leave."

After Hu Shuo said a few words, he hung up the phone.

Putting down the phone, Bian Rui glanced up at the clock on the wall, and then hung up a phone call for his ex-wife, informing her that he would pick up his daughter tomorrow afternoon and prepare to take her back to her hometown for the weekend.

Ex-wife Wang Jie didn't stop or say much, the two said a few words, and ended the call after chatting for less than a minute.

Putting down the phone and returning upstairs, Bian Rui made up the bed, then lay on the bed and thought about the ancestor, digested today's events, and didn't know how long he thought about it, so he fell asleep.

When Bian Rui opened his eyes again, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon, and after wiping his face in a hurry, Bian Rui rode on his big cruise and went to the agreed place to eat.

When he arrived downstairs in the Zuixian Building, Bian Rui saw two big cruises, the same Indian brand, but the models were different, on the left was a retro version of the chief with green and white, and on the right was a pure black Indian chief.

Looking at the two cars, Bian Rui knew that at least two of his friends had arrived, so he parked the car next to the two cars, carried his helmet and entered the door.

After entering the door, he reported his name, and the waiter led Bian Rui to the private room.

Pushing open the door, Bian Rui found that his two motorcycle friends, Wu Shangbin and Xu Yifeng, were sitting in seats not far from the door.

"Why just the two of you?"

Bian Rui said as he put his helmet on the serving table next to him.

Xu Yifeng turned his head to look at Bian Rui, stood up and first gave Bian Rui a hug, and then said with a smile: "I'll go, what did you kid eat?

Wu Shangbin also gave Bian Rui a hug, and said at the same time: "Good guy, what have you experienced in the past six months, I knew that you could lose weight You take me with you, crying and shouting that I am going to go, you look at me now."

Speaking of this, Wu Shangbin pinched a circle of fat on his belly, looking very helpless.

The two friends were taken aback by Bian Rui at first sight, the fat man who was originally about two hundred and fifty pounds has now returned to the slender guy he used to be, which made the eyes of the two people who had already begun to get fat glow.

Bian Rui has known the two for many years, the two are seven or eight years older than Bian Rui, when he bought the first scout, he was pulled into the small circle of playing Indian motorcycles, there were not many people playing in the group at that time, there were more than a dozen people in the group, now it is different, there are more than 100 people in Bian Rui's small circle alone, and the Indian of Yishun is like a club assembly when the party is gathered.

People who play American-style cruising now look like outlaws in the eyes of many laymen, but those who can play seriously are above the middle class, and a car with more than 100,000 yuan is only an entry-level car, which is not something that ordinary people are willing to buy. It's not played by those gangsters.

What's more, a pearl license, whether it is a license plate or a B license plate has to be hundreds of thousands, if it is C backwards? Sorry, you can also run in the suburbs, and the edge of the city can not enter.

There is a saying in the motorcycle circle, young guys like unlicensed road racing, fast speed and excitement are the most important good girls, the key is cheap, most of them are smuggled cars, at most it is thirty or forty thousand. As for the middle-aged and old men with strength, most of them play cruising and play fan.

Bian Rui and the two are friends, and their relationship in the circle is very good.

Bian Rui, a circle of motorcycle friends, rarely asks what others do, so up to now, Bian Rui only knows that Xu Yifeng is an executive of a company, and Wu Shangbin opens a company by himself, as for how much money people make in a month, Bian Rui doesn't ask, of course, others don't ask Bian Rui, everyone is a like-minded motorcycle friend, and it doesn't involve money and others.

"Just exercise more and just talk about it," Bian Rui casually pulled a stool and sat down.

After sitting down, Bian Rui looked at the watch in his hand and asked, "How many of them are?"

"Zhou Zheng can't come, the old man of his family is sick again, and Hu Shuo is already on the way," Xu Yifeng said.

"Oh!"

Bian Rui picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a glass of water: "Then the four of us?"

"You still want a few, just the four of us, it's too chaotic when there are too many people," Wu Shangbin said.

"When will you go again next time?" After you kid finished exploring the road, let's find a time to play together, and ride a motorcycle until Europe, and listen to it," Xu Yifeng said.

Bian Rui smiled: "Actually, it's difficult to think, it's really not as difficult as you imagined on the road, sometimes it's easy to solve a small situation or something, and it won't be much of a problem to find an embassy."

Bian Rui rode alone, from the pearl here to Portugal at the far edge of Europe, the hard work is really not three or two sentences can be said, although there are difficulties, but Bian Rui thinks that what he gets from it is far more valuable than the difficulties encountered.

While chatting, the door of the private room opened, and Hu Shuo pushed open the door and walked in.

Bian Rui saw that he was also carrying a helmet in his hand, and said with a smile: "You kid has finally entered the pit?"

Hu Shuo threw his helmet on the food table and gave Bian Rui a hug: "It's not that Lao Xu instigated it, saying that he won't take me to play if he doesn't enter the pit." Good guy, you're as skinny now as you were in school, can you still lose weight when you go out?"

"Haha, Bian Rui is now like a twenty-year-old guy, and he suddenly compares to us middle-aged men."

"Don't say I'm fooling you, now the brand is not easy to get, there are fewer and fewer people, someone is going to come out after the year, I thought of you first, it's a pity that it's a B card" Xu Yifeng said with a smile.

Ming A, B is difficult to get, mainly because it is no longer issued, the original car can be changed to a car plate, so three lanes and two lanes, directly Ming A's brand to 500,000. B card also has to be nearly 300,000, don't be too expensive, you don't necessarily have to buy it, because most of the cards in your hands are not short of money.

When everyone arrived, everyone began to order food and chatted while waiting for the food to be served.

The four of them talked about motorcycles, what modifications have arrived, which brand has a new helmet with personality, and so on.

No one was drinking, and because they were all driving, the meal didn't take long, and it was over in just over an hour.

After Bian Rui and Hu Shuo saw off Xu Yifeng and Wu Shangbin, they stood next to the motorcycle and chatted.

Hu Shuo said: "Come back, I will return the shares to you, as for the money, you give it slowly, you can't leave a woman, you won't make money, besides, you still have a daughter, it's not easy to raise a child now."

Bian Rui listened and stretched out his hand and patted Hu Shuo's shoulder: "Brother, I got my heart, but I really don't want to fight like before now, now I just want to live simply, as for my daughter, what I left should be enough for her to finish college."

Hu Shuo's company is doing well, so Hu Shuo is willing to return the shares to Bian Rui, and Bian Rui has to receive this favor.

But when he went back, he was busy all day long like before, drinking with customers until midnight every day, intoxicated and not knowing the way back, Bian Rui didn't do it anyway.

If it weren't for the fact that his daughter was still in Mingzhu, the court awarded it to his ex-wife, Bian Rui wouldn't even be too lazy to open a small restaurant now, so he would go back to his hometown directly, get two ridges of land and grow his own vegetables, leisurely be a social idler, live a small life in the countryside, eat and wait for death.

I almost don't spend any money in daily life, and no matter how much I don't have anything, I can get a pension with the money I have now.

Even if he opened a small restaurant, Bian Rui is not ready to stay on Mingzhu's side, even if there is no space, he doesn't care if the small restaurant makes money or not, for Bian Rui, the small restaurant is where he and his daughter get along, even if there are no guests willing to come, Bian Rui can also hand over his daughter to cook or something, and cherish the time spent with father and daughter.

"Why bother!" Hu Shuo sighed.

In Hu Shuo's opinion, Wang Jie's departure hit his friend too hard, making Bian Rui unmotivated all of a sudden.

How did he know that Bian Rui felt that he had lived and understood, knew what he really wanted, and life came and went naked, and he no longer blindly pursued money.

What is the purpose of making money? Isn't it just to live the way you want to live, and the way Bian Rui wants to live really has nothing to do with money now.

The brothers chatted for about ten minutes, Hu Shuo also gave up and continued to persuade Bian Rui, the brothers rode their respective motorcycles together, walked two intersections and went back to their respective nests.