Many years ago, Ji Mingzhen sat in the courtyard and wrote according to the facsimile, and the old man lay on the rocking chair next to him as usual, holding a book, his eyes slightly drooping.

This is the scene that will appear almost every day after Ji Mingzhe moved to the old man's house.

According to the convention, Ji Mingzhe will get comments from the old man after he finishes writing, and if he writes to the satisfaction of the old man, Ji Mingzhe will get a few words of verbal praise that are not painful, and if he writes badly, he will rewrite it.

Ji Mingzhe is very disgusted to do the same thing repeatedly, because he has long been accustomed to solving it well at one time.

So every time he writes very seriously.

That afternoon, I don't know if it was because of some very high-level things that made the old man feel good, after reading a book, he looked at his grandson and said, "Why do you think people can live so long?"

Ji Mingzhe, who was engrossed, was a little overwhelmed by the sudden question, and he reflexively began to think about this problem seriously, making sure to satisfy the old man.

So a drop of ink on the tip of the pen dripped on the rice paper, staining the extremely good copybook.

But the old man was neither angry nor disappointed, he just looked at Ji Mingzhen quietly.

That was when Ji Mingzhe was very young, and he didn't have much emotion and memory about life or years, so he couldn't answer this question that needed to go through an extremely large time span to answer.

Then he looked at the old man and said suspiciously, "People don't live long." ”

"Oh?"

Ji Mingzhe pursed his lips, and then said: "The book says that before the modern complete medical system and various antibiotics, the life expectancy of human beings was very low, only thirty or forty years on average, so if there was no help from the outside world, more than half of the current people would have died a long time ago." ”

This statement is unusual, but it seems too cold-blooded. The old man was a little satisfied with his grandson's answer, but also a little dissatisfied, "The knowledge in the book is all counts, and counts are not bloody, but people have them." ”

Ji Mingzhen hung his head respectfully and listened to the teachings.

The old man shook his head, sat up straight, and said, "You see that some people work hard from their youth and struggle to middle age to lay a ground, compared to our long life, there are too many successes and things, and it only takes a short time for you to complete it. ”

"You said that in ancient times, people had a short lifespan, but there were also people who built an empire at a young age, and there were people who died after a few days of birth. ”

Ji Mingzhen nodded thoughtfully.

He had seen many examples similar to those in the old man's mouth, so he could understand them.

"Then now you come to sue me, why do people live so long?" The old man's eyes were slightly cloudy with years, and his voice was slightly hoarse, he was old, he was over the ages, but he could still live a long time.

Someone died in the family that year, but there were still people who Ji Mingzhe wanted to die who didn't die, but he couldn't say this, so he remained silent.

Seeing this, the old man said lightly: "In my opinion, in this life, in addition to pursuing material guarantees for one's own life or a better life, it also includes one's own heart. ”

"It is said that being old and not dying is a thief, and not everyone can be a thief, a powerful thief is actually very powerful. ”

"We all have a truth that we must understand in life, and we can only die if we understand it. ”

The old man looked at his grandson, stretched out his hand and brushed the top of his head and said, "So I want you to figure out what you really want, you are a man of great desires, so you are destined to live a long time, but you must follow the right path, that's why I named you Ming Zhe." ”

The meaning of rut is the way, the road, and the meaning of the old man hopes that his only grandson can have a bright and clear path of life.

In the end, the old man added an irrelevant sentence: "People will eventually have ups and downs, don't fight now, don't expect to be a hero and encounter difficulties and bottlenecks, don't use those things that can temporarily paralyze your nerves, that will make you fall." ”

Ji Mingzhe knew what the old man was talking about, he was talking about wine.

The old man has said many times that drunk people are the ugliest.

But Ji Mingzhe didn't know why the old man would say such a thing, he knew that the old man also drank a few years ago, but whenever his grandson was alone, when the old man said this, there would always be something strange, so Ji Mingzhe didn't dare to ask more.

Many years later, Ji Mingzhe left his hometown and went to all over the world.

Then he found that he still did not have a bright and clear path, and he had indeed walked for a long time, a long way, but it seemed that all of them had been in vain.

For more than 20 years, Ji Mingzhe has been chasing the mountain at home, but after climbing for more than 20 years, he still can't see the peak.

During this period, Ji Mingzhen lost a lot of things, but he couldn't pick them up.

Maybe the old man was right, when Ji Mingzhe was a child, he saw that his grandson was a person who wanted to occupy a lot, and such a person would of course be extremely bumpy at the beginning.

If it's too smooth, it can go astray.

But if it doesn't go well, its wisdom is like a demon, and it is more likely to take a detour.

Jessica still leaned on Ji Mingzhe's shoulder and slept soundly, Ji Mingzhe found a lot of missing places before with the faint fragrance on her body, and a spicy taste suddenly surged in her throat, it may be that he has eaten too much spicy food in the capital in the past few days, he took a sip of the orange juice in his hand.

The plane arrived at Incheon on time, and when everyone in the cabin left, Jessica still didn't wake up.

Ji Mingzhe gently pushed Jessica, her brows wrinkled instantly, good-looking girls would look good even if they were unhappy, and looked at the flight attendants around her, Ji Mingzhe naturally didn't bother to explain what the relationship between him, a strange man, and the popular member of Girls' Generation.

So Ji Mingzhe picked up Jessica with the smallest amplitude and stepped off the plane.

The luggage was pushed out, and in the hall, Ji Mingzhe saw the agent who was looking forward to it, and the young girl beside him.

The person who came was Zheng Xiujing, and when she learned that her sister did not come back with the army, she immediately called someone close to her in Girls' Generation, and after asking for details, she was helpless and a little worried about Jessica's nervous mistake.

Not so worried that she would get lost, but worried about the diplomat next to her.

Zheng Xiujing was worried that the diplomat would not be able to stand Jessica and left her alone in the capital to come back by herself.

It didn't seem that the thing she was worried about had happened, and Zheng Xiujing seemed very happy.

When he saw Ji Mingzhe walking out with Jessica on his back, the agent immediately breathed a sigh of relief and immediately greeted him: "Counselor Ji, it's really hard for you." ”

Then he looked at Jessica on Ji Mingzhe's back, and Ji Mingzhe explained: "I can't wake her up." ”

"Sister, she was already sleeping to death, and she was very annoyed to be woken up. Zheng Xiujing looked at Ji Mingzhen with a smile, and then bowed slightly, "Thank you, Mr. Diplomat." ”

"Hello. Ji Mingzhe also smiled in return.

The agent and Zheng Xiujing helped push the luggage, and after walking out of the airport, the agent looked at Ji Mingzhe, who was alone, and said, "If you don't dislike it, Counselor Ji will go with us, just drop by." ”

"That's for the best. Ji Mingzhe put Jessica into her seat and sat down.

It may be that the blanket is gone, Jessica feels a little chilled, but she doesn't want to wake up like this, even if she is lying in the back seat, she is trying to find something that will heat up.

So she reached out and hugged Ji Mingzhe's arm tightly, and pillowed it on his lap.

Jessica felt warm and slept more soundly.

Zheng Xiujing, who was sitting in front, looked at the occurrence of this qiē in front of her very strangely, looked at Ji Mingzhen and asked, "Do you just let her lean on it?"

"Otherwise?" Ji Mingzhe also had distress in his tone, but he was obviously very happy.

What's so bad about being skin-to-skin with a beautiful girl.

Listening to Ji Mingzhe's words, Zheng Xiujing laughed: "It seems that you and your sister are very happy to get along alone, and the relationship is so good." ”

"You can't talk nonsense, Xiujingxi. Ji Mingzhen shook his head and said, "Although I am not a star, I am also a person who eats by fame, and your sister is too, so it is not easy to say so." ”

"Of course I do. ”

Zheng Xiujing took out her mobile phone from her pocket, took a wild picture at Ji Mingzhen and Jessica, and then said with satisfaction: "Don't worry, Mr. Diplomat, I only use this photo to threaten Jessica." ”

Ji Mingzhen laughed, he was really an innocent and romantic child.

Then I only heard Zheng Xiujing shaking her bright mobile phone and asked with a smile: "Mr. diplomat, have you had dinner?"

Ji Mingzhen shook his head.

"That Us"

"I see, let's go to dinner. Ji Mingzhe interrupted Zheng Xiujing's words and said to the agent, "Sir, if you don't mind, just ask me to give me a ride." ”

Zheng Xiujing smiled again, as if there were stars twinkling in her eyes.

It's very bright.

The agent looked at the time, it was indeed not early or late, it was time to eat.

If it was someone else, let himself take two of the company's artists out for dinner, no matter what, it would sound like a drunkard not drinking, Ji Mingzhe's identity is too secure, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be business contacts in the future, which is a very important thing for an agent, and he doesn't want to shirk it.

Moreover, this is an opportunity for Zheng Xiujing to come over, how good.

When Zheng Xiuyan rubbed her sleepy eyes and got up, the group had already arrived in front of the restaurant.

The road was pointed out by Zheng Xiujing, and Ji Mingzhen did not waste a drop of saliva.

It was the restaurant where the two sisters monitored Ji Mingzhen last time, and Zheng Xiujing remembered the taste of beef until now.

It's beautiful.

Smelling the rich aroma of meat, Jessica still didn't come back to her senses, and asked in a daze, "Where am I?"

"At home. ”

Zheng Xiujing jumped in front of Jessica, pinched her face, and smiled: "Zheng Xiuyan, do you think you have a good day?"

Jessica looked at Zheng Xiujing in a daze, and then looked at Ji Mingzhe, who was smiling and silent beside her, but her mind still couldn't turn around.

Then she carefully identified the restaurant in front of her, patted her head sharply and said, "Oh, when will there be a Korean beef restaurant in Beijing that is exactly the same as Seoul?"