When he knocked his head to the third sound, Zhao Ming's corner of his eye found that not far away, there was a sneaky figure there taking pictures of him with his mobile phone.

This obscene and amateurish little tail made Zhao Ming's heart a little annoyed.

A few minutes later, a chubby man with glasses in his forties wearing a decent suit was grabbed by Zhao Ming, and a new local tyrant mobile phone became a trophy.

Although the glasses man is a little obscene, he is not like the kind of hungry dead, on the contrary, he has a little pampered wealth and a bit of civility. So Zhao Ming just deleted a few photos he took and didn't be cruel to him, and said coldly: "Why are you stalking me and secretly taking pictures?" ”

"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!" The man with glasses struggled in embarrassment, "You should be Zhao Ming, right?" ”

"You know me?" Zhao Ming let go of his hand in a little surprise.

"Oops, what a misunderstanding!" The man with glasses got up and smiled bitterly, he didn't care about tidying up his clothes, and nodded timidly with some flattery, "The little surname is Du." I've been tending to your mother's grave for years. Isn't it her old man's sacrifice today, I also came to worship on purpose, didn't I meet you? ”

Last name Du?

Zhao Ming understood, and frowned, "Why didn't he come in person?" ”

"This ......" The man with the eyes couldn't answer a little, his cheeks twitched a few times and immediately changed to an excited surprise smile, "Zhao Gongzi, you are finally back, his old man has been thinking about you!" Please leave a phone number if you are convenient......"

"Shut up, what son?" Zhao Ming interrupted him in disgust, glanced at his kitsch fat face, if it weren't for the fact that he took care of his mother's grave, he really wanted to slap him in the mouth, "Bring the phone." ”

"Yes, yes." The man with glasses was overjoyed and hurriedly handed over the local tyrant's mobile phone.

Zhao Ming entered a phone number of his own, "Let's go, you won't need to take care of it here in the future." ”

"Thank you, thank you!" The man with the eyes thanked him and left.

Zhao Ming walked back to the tombstone, the smile on his face had a hint of bitterness, "Mom, I really want to forgive him, after all, he is my only relative in this world." However, he is not willing to come and worship you in person. ”

"Let's be soldiers!"

Zhao Ming's newly bought mobile phone rang, and the sound quality played outside was very loud and noisy. I looked at the mobile phone number of the incoming call, and it was very familiar. After all these years, he hasn't changed the number.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Ming answered the phone.

"Hello, boss." For many years, Zhao Ming has maintained this title for him.

"Ah Ming, why didn't you contact me first when you came back? Why did you suddenly leave the army and not be heard from for so many years? Where have you been and what have you done? The other party was a middle-aged male voice, his voice was slow but pure and heavy, with a natural majesty faintly revealing a hint of earnestness.

"I went abroad, worked as a black worker, brushed dishes, drove a muck truck as a seaman, and did all kinds of work." Zhao Ming's voice was as calm as possible.

"Anyway, just come back." The other party obviously breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone was a little kinder, "It's me who has been bad all these years, and I owe you too much to your mother and son." I'll try to make it up to you. I hope you will come to me soon to meet and talk to me about your work, your marriage and your future life. ”

"No need." Zhao Ming's tone was a little indifferent, "I can arrange my life by myself, and I will fight for whatever I want." If you really want me to be well, please try not to interfere with me, I just want to live the life I want. I'm not used to being arranged by anyone, and I don't like to eat anyone's ready-made. ”

"......" The other party was silent for a long time, and sighed softly, "After so many years, you still have a grudge against me." Well, I won't force you or force anything, I will give you plenty of time and freedom to adapt to your new life environment and think things through. But there's one thing I know you're going to take now. Or that it was originally yours and now just returned to you. ”

"What's that?"

"I renovated the old house where you and your mother lived."

An hour later, the man with glasses went and returned, driving a black car and stopping at the gate of the cemetery to wait for Zhao Ming. Seeing Zhao Ming coming out of it, he trotted forward, bowed down and handed over a bunch of keys and a document bag respectfully, the smile on his face was clearly the flattery of "the slave asks the master", "Mr. Zhao, this is the key to your house and the property right certificate, please put it away." ”

Zhao Ming got it in his hand, and the man with glasses hurriedly said: "That urban area has undergone large-scale demolition and transformation, and the road is not too easy to find." Why don't you just let me send you there? ”

"Okay." Zhao Ming got into the car, opened the document bag and looked at the real estate certificate, and said strangely: "Why are the names of two people on the real estate certificate?" ”

"I don't know. Why don't you just call him and ask him directly? The man with glasses replied cautiously as he drove the car.

Zhao Ming didn't call, but sent a text message to the boss, "Who is Mu Xuanxuan, why is her name still on the real estate certificate?" ”

The boss texted back, "Do you remember when you were very young, there were two families living in the small courtyard of your family? In addition to our family, the other family is surnamed Mu. ”

Zhao Ming remembered that when Zhao Ming was very young, there was another family living in the old tile house in the patio of the old house, and it seemed that the surname was "Mu", and later when Zhao Ming was five or six years old, the Mu family moved out. Some of the remaining old houses were rented out by Zhao Ming's mother to supplement the family.

It would be understandable if the two families each renovated their ancestral house and then issued a property title deed together. After all, in a place like Yanhua Xincheng Economic Development Zone, it is more difficult to build a house than to ascend to the sky, not to have money.

Zhao Ming decided to see what his new home looked like first.

"I won't bother. If there is something in the future, Mr. Zhao will just command. In Yanhua City, I can still do a little thing. The man with glasses sent Zhao Ming to the bank of the Canglang River in the Xincheng Economic Development Zone, and left a business card with great interest.

Zhao Ming looked at the familiar and unfamiliar courtyard in front of him, and countless childhood memories came to his mind. That's right, this is where Zhao Ming once lived for eighteen years. It's just that the old wooden doors, mud patios and blue-brick flat tile houses have been replaced with shotguns, high-walled automatic iron gates, and small flower beds have been laid on both sides of the flat and dry cement yard. The first floor of a traditional high-rise mansion is an overhead tidal barrier more than two meters high, which is used as a garage and miscellaneous house. Ascend a dragon-tail fan-shaped staircase with a corridor running through the reading balconies of the various rooms. The tall Roman columns are quite majestic, and an aluminum alloy door and a small door leading to the kitchen next to it are obviously the entrance to the room.

The only thing that remains basically unchanged is the old well that has been preserved like an antique and an osmanthus tree planted by her mother herself.

The style of the house is completely different from those townhouses or garden houses in the villas, and it is more like the traditional mansions built by the people of the Jiangnan water towns.

Zhao Ming took out the key and opened the door to enter, first an ingenious entrance and a convenient and simple cloakroom, and then a very high and large living room came into view. In general, it is a rustic style decoration, simple and warm and atmospheric. Next to it, there is a restaurant large enough to accommodate more than a dozen people to have a party together, with a stylish and rigorous layout, in addition to a master bedroom, three guest rooms, and a computer study. From the spiral staircase on one side and then go up to the top floor is quite a traditional glazed roof, and there is a small pavilion that can be cooled in summer, which is quite ancient and full of grapevines, there is a porch in the pavilion, and there is a handmade bamboo chair and a small mahogany coffee table, which is very clean, and it seems that people often come here to rest and enjoy the coolness.

On the left side of the mansion, less than 50 meters away from the embankment, is the Canglang River, where Zhao Ming often swam and played in the water, fished and caught shrimp when he was a child. Between the back of the house and the wall, there is also a rare small piece of old natural bamboo forest.

Compared with those pigeon-cage-like commercial houses and artificially piled up pseudo-green villas, the old mansion of the Zhao family, which is rich in the meaning of Jiangnan water town, can be regarded as classical, light, comfortable and luxurious. The surrounding area is full of newly built villas and commercial housing communities, and Zhao Ming can guess how this old house was spared from demolition and renovated privately, and even expanded part of the foundation in this place where every inch of land is valuable.

However, how can two families share the property rights of such a private house? Obviously, there is really a woman living in this room, she should still be a woman with a good income, good taste, and a little cleanliness, it is estimated that it is Mu Xuanxuan.

Zhao Ming sent a text message to his boss, "Thank you." However, there will be property disputes. ”

The boss texted back: "No, I have been friends with Lao Mu for decades." His daughter Mu Xuanxuan also had a baby kiss with you back then. Didn't your mother mention it to you? ”

Doll pro?!

Zhao Ming was taken aback unexpectedly at first, and then laughed out loud, what age are you still a baby? When the Mu family moved out, I was only four or five years old, and I haven't seen this neighbor since, so my mother won't be so bored to mention such unreliable things to me.

Zhao Ming didn't bother to text back to the boss to nag about this matter, and he could solve any problem by himself. Wait for Mu Xuanxuan to come back and see the living person, if it is a Kong Longmei, it will be blasted out directly, and the doll will kiss it or something, and let it go to hell. Anyway, Zhao Ming will definitely not give it to others, let alone a lawsuit, even if it triggers a world war. If it was a beautiful chick, Zhao Ming would not particularly dislike such a thing as Jinwu Zangjiao.

Later, Zhao Ming went to the supermarket to buy some vegetables and came back, preparing to cook a meal by himself and eat and drink a little wine, which can be regarded as celebrating the housewarming for himself. The kitchen is fully equipped with cooking utensils, but it is very new and does not have any oil smoke, so it can be seen that there is no fire for cooking here. Zhao Ming was busy in the kitchen for a while, making four dishes and one soup of beer duck, sweet and sour pork ribs, roasted eggs with leeks, stir-fried bean sprouts and stewed river carp, all of which were home-cooked dishes that his mother often made before her death and both of them liked to eat.

By this time, it was already dark.

Zhao Ming put two pairs of dishes and chopsticks, poured two cups of two pots, raised his glass to the opposite side of the empty dining table, and said with a smile: "Mom, let's go home." Come, my son toasts you and celebrates the renovation of the old house and the joy of housewarming! ”

After drinking much, Zhao Ming heard the sound of the automatic gate opening and the sound of a car. With the excellent ear power cultivated by these special experiences over the years, Zhao Ming listened to the roar of the engine and judged that it was a Mercedes-Benz S600 series.

"Tsk, this Mu Xuanxuan is either a local tyrant, or she is a local tyrant!". [New book upload, please collect, please fatten!] ]

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