“…… The flight is about to depart, please ......"

The boarding reminder on the radio came, and Zhou Xingyun walked out of the VIP lounge with his mother, passed through the dedicated VIP channel, and boarded the first class cabin of the plane directly.

In his previous life, he had taken a plane when he was on a business trip, but he took the first class cabin and took the special channel, and it was the first time in Zhou Xingyun's two lives.

Except, of course, the rebellious little 'Zhou Xingyun'. For this kind of thing, the rebellious teenager of Gao Leng Fan has never paid attention to it.

"Sister, bring me a cup of coffee."

Looking at the space like a living room, there was only one seat within a radius of five meters, and Zhou Xingyun's interest quickly fell on the flight attendant standing not far away.

Daming Airlines is a cow, the first class cabin is so luxurious, and the most important thing is that the quality of the flight attendants is absolutely superior.

Appearance, figure, are not bad.

Glancing at the little spring light exposed by leaning over, Zhou Xingyun took a sip of coffee with satisfaction.

Uniform temptation, the most loving.

If the senior sister wears this, whew, I can't stand it, let him be quiet first.

"Sister, bring me another glass of boiled water."

"Yun'er, are you okay?"

Seeing that his son drank two glasses of boiled water in a row, Wang Jingyu asked a little worriedly.

"It's okay, Mom, maybe I didn't drink water in the morning, and I'm a little thirsty."

Naturally, he wouldn't say that it was caused by his own crankiness, Zhou Xingyun looked at the figure of the beautiful flight attendant very calmly.

Well, I have to fight with my mother's secretary.

The suits are different, and the overall feeling is still comparable, but the temperament is a little inferior to the female secretary with a cold temperament.

The plane took off steadily, and Zhou Xingyun, who was sitting in the first class cabin, did not hear the slightest noise and fell asleep quietly.

The previous good fantasies were a bit too tiring and needed to be calm and calm.

Zhou Xingyun was woken up by his mother's beautiful secretary, and when he opened his eyes, he found that the plane had stopped.

Resisting the urge to ask the beautiful flight attendant's number, Zhou Xingyun stepped off the plane and saw a black Mercedes Benz parked next to him.

A family car was parked in the apron in the open, looking a little out of the crowd.

This, the privilege is really good.

Looking at the eyes of the beautiful flight attendants standing at the hatch of the plane, Zhou Xingyun sighed regretfully in his heart.

If you go and ask for the number now, you will have a chance to kiss Fang Ze tonight, and you will waste a great opportunity.

"Miss, my lord asked me to pick you up and my little son."

A middle-aged man in a black suit stepped forward quickly, said respectfully to Wang Jingyu, and took the luggage of several people.

"Hmm."

got into the car with his son, Wang Jingyu casually asked about the situation at home.

In addition to being stuck in traffic for about ten minutes, the Mercedes-Benz drove all the way to a manor on the outskirts of the capital.

Dongshan, since the father of the country Xu Zhongwen died here a hundred years ago, it has become a retirement place for various dignitaries and dignitaries in the Ming Kingdom, and almost every big man who retired from the Daming Palace has left a house here.

Over the years, the entire Dongshan has been occupied by classical and luxurious manors, and the surrounding security measures have also risen again and again, and finally there is even a guard regiment stationed at the foot of the mountain to guard the most powerful residential area in the Ming Kingdom.

After a few guards, Zhou Xingyun finally saw the familiar mansion in his memory, small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and rockeries, and a feeling of a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

The old man's ancestral home is in the south.

"Grandpa, grandma is good. Grandpa, why is your beard white again? ”

In his memory, he was closest to his grandfather, and when Zhou Xingyun saw the white-haired old man standing at the door, a feeling of admiration arose spontaneously in his heart, and he said it naturally.

This very thick thigh must be held firmly.

"Hahaha, my grandfather is old, how can his beard not be white. Xiao Yun'er, you're tired, come and eat some snacks with your grandfather. ”

Lao Huai touched his grandson's head with relief, Wang Mingyang's mood instantly cleared, as if the whole person was young, and he took his grandson's hand and walked towards the courtyard, ignoring his daughter in the dust.

In the entire younger generation, it is this good grandson who can chat with him. If it weren't for the fear that the old Zhou family would be unwilling, Wang Mingyang would have been eager to let this little grandson study in the capital, so that he would be looking forward to his grandson coming over every time.

"That's it, old man, Yu'er, come in."

Looking at the old man's cheerful back and shaking his head, Wang Xiaoqin took her daughter's hand and walked in.

"Mom, I think Dad's complexion is good."

Seeing the old father's love for his son, Wang Jingyu was naturally very happy.

"You don't know yet, every time the old man sees Xiao Yun'er, he even eats an extra bowl of rice."

For her little grandson, Wang Xiaoqin also loves her heart.

Compared with the uneasy grandchildren of her old Wang family, it is simply a few streets.

"Grandpa, General."

"Haha, the anti-general."

"Wrong, Grandpa, I'll take a step back."

"Xiao Yun'er, raise your hand and don't regret it, a true gentleman."

"Grandpa, I'm still underage."

"Hey, my car?"

"Haha, grandpa, you lost this time."

"Xiao Yun'er, you have to be honest when you play chess."

……

Accompanying the old man to play chess for more than an hour, Zhou Xingyun won a game by stealing cars and horses, which attracted the old man to teach loudly.

With this old child-like old man, Zhou Xingyun seems to have found his childlike innocence, putting aside worldly fame and fortune, and enjoying pure family affection.

"Xiangye, it's time to rest."

A young woman in a sky blue pleated skirt walked over and reminded the old man to take a break.

"Grandpa, I'm a little thirsty, let's go have a cup of tea first."

Knowing that this was the old man's personal care, Zhou Xingyun naturally didn't let the old man be tired.

"Okay, let's go have tea. It just so happened that two days ago, Daming Palace sent a few taels of red robes, and our grandfather and grandson soaked them up and tasted them. ”

After listening to the words of the little grandson, Wang Mingyang took him to the tea room without any interest.

"Knock knock ......"

Looking at the elegant movements of the young woman in the pleated skirt and smelling the faint fragrance of tea, a picture of an ancient lady jumped in front of him, and Zhou Xingyun seemed to have traveled through a thousand years.

The old man was born in the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and after retiring in previous years, he wanted to go back to his hometown to recuperate, but unfortunately the situation was turbulent at that time, and he was persuaded by the bigwigs.

For this reason, the bigwigs also specially built a courtyard in the water town of Jiangnan, and the women sent to serve were all strictly trained Jiangnan women, wearing the traditional costumes of the Ming Kingdom.

As for why the young waiter wears pleated skirts, it seems that Zhou Xingyun has heard the old man mention it before, that is, when the old man and his original partner, that is, his current grandmother met for the first time, and the grandmother was wearing a blue pleated skirt at that time.

At a glance, it is a lifetime.