345 Ten years of Yangzhou dream
Early the next morning, Chu Yi woke up from his sleep.
"It feels good to be home."
He stretched and lay on the bed, humming a little tune leisurely.
"Stay with your parents for a few days, and then it's time to go to Xiaoxi."
Looking at the treetops outside the window, a ray of sunlight shone in, and Chu Yi felt comfortable.
He was reborn to make up for his regrets.
"In this life, in this life, you must be my wife."
With that beautiful and refined appearance in his mind, Chu Yi secretly swore to himself.
At this time, Xiao Yueming was already preparing breakfast. The fragrant white porridge, fried eggs, and hot milk all made Chu Yi's heart warm.
"It would be nice to be able to stay with my father and mother all the time."
But he just thinks about it, and if he is reborn, if he is immersed in comfort, it will be meaningless.
Looking at his mother's white hair on her temples, his heart was sour.
Although he had supernatural means to help Chu Muzhi and Xiao Yueming prolong their lives, and even refine the best elixir to enhance their vitality, no matter what, they would eventually pass away and turn into dust.
"It's a big deal to let my father and mother also embark on the road of cultivating immortals in the future, and when the time comes, the golden pill will be achieved, and the longevity will be greatly extended, and at that time, with my means, compared to the way to find immortality, it is too early to consider these now, it is just to increase the troubles, and the most important thing is to live the present."
With this in mind, Chu Yi comforted him a little, washed up and began to eat breakfast.
"Where's Dad?"
Early in the morning, Chu Yi didn't see Chu Muzhi's figure.
"Oh, he's going to buy you a ticket."
"Buy a ticket?"
Xiao Yueming said while packing up his things:
"Yes, it's your grandfather's 80th birthday in a few days, and our family is going to celebrate his birthday, and you're back, so I have to buy an extra ticket."
"Grandpa's 80th birthday?"
Chu Yi thought about it carefully, it was really like this.
"Looks like I'm back just in time."
Chu Yi's hometown is in Yangzhou City, and the head of the family, Chu Maoxue, is a retired department-level cadre, and he can be regarded as an old man in the officialdom. Although the Yangzhou Chu family is not a first-tier family, it can also rank among the second-tier front.
Chu Maoxue has three sons under his knees, the eldest Chu Yuanzhi, who is now serving in the government and is a department-level cadre, and he is expected to be promoted within the year and enter the ranks of department officials.
The second child, Chu Xiaozhi, relied on the old man's relationship and connections to start a business and made a lot of money, and now he is also a rich man.
The third child is Chu Muzhi, who was originally an old college student and had a bright future, but later because of Xiao Yueming's relationship and career, he was suppressed in his career and was also excluded within the family.
"Heh, it seems that during the years I was away, my father and mother were not less angry with them."
Among Chu Maoxue's three sons, Chu Muzhi has the least achievement, so he has no status.
"But now that I'm back, none of that exists. Whoever dares to disrespect them, I will slash them with my sword. β
Soon, Chu Muzhi came back, sweating profusely.
"After waiting in line for a long time, I finally got a ticket."
Xiao Yueming also packed up and prepared to go out with a salute.
"Mom and Dad, we're not taking the train today."
Chu Yi said.
"Don't take the train? What do you mean? β
Ten minutes later, looking at the cool Lamborghini supercar in front of him, the second elder was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.
"Xiaoyi, this, this is really your car?"
"Yes, Mom and Dad, just sit down, let's drive to Yangzhou."
Xiao Yueming was full of joy and looked left and right, but Chu Muzhi had a serious face, and said with a straight face:
"Xiaoyi, I don't know where you got the sports car, but there is one thing Dad wants to make clear, if you do anything illegal and criminal, I can't spare you."
As soon as Chu heard this, he immediately cried and laughed.
"Where do you want to go, none of those Qi Sect martial artists outside are billionaires, living in mansions and driving supercars, compared to them, your son is already very low-key."
If he had just been reborn, Chu Yi might not have been so high-profile, after all, a limited edition Lamborghini worth tens of millions of dollars, even in the provincial capital city of Jinlin, is quite an eye-catching existence, let alone Yangzhou City. Moreover, ordinary Lamborghini are two-seaters, and this four-seater is unique and absolutely eye-catching.
But at this time, with the realm and strength to look down on the world, Chu Yi did not have the slightest scruples, and whoever said irresponsible remarks would be killed directly if he was annoyed.
"Are those Qi Sect martial artists really as rich as you say? I still don't believe it. β
Chu Muzhi shook his head and said.
But still sat in the car.
"Oh, Chu Muzhi, your own son are still suspicious, I saw those martial arts people when I was in Yanjing, but they were very bullish, our Xiaoyi is out, you should be happy."
Chu Muzhi nodded:
"I also said it because I was afraid that he would go astray."
Chu Yiwan smiled and drove his parents into the distance.
Yangzhou is an important town in Jiangnan Province, with a status no less than that of Wuzhou, known as "the best place in Zhuxi, the famous capital of Huaizuo". It is one of the famous historical and cultural cities in China, located in the south-central part of Jiangnan Province, at the intersection of the Yangtze River and the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, with convenient transportation and developed economy.
The rivers and lakes are full of wine, and the waist is slender and the palm is light.
Ten years of Yangzhou dream, won the Qinglou Bo Xing name.
The Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu once used this poem to express his nostalgia and nostalgia for Yangzhou.
The ancient city of Yangzhou, next to the Slender West Lake.
The old mansion of the Chu family is located here. Unlike other officials who live in villas after retirement and enjoy a high-end life, Chu Maoxue prefers to drink tea and write calligraphy in a quiet old mansion.
Today he stood at the gate early and looked into the distance.
On weekdays, the children and grandchildren are busy with their own things, even if it is the Spring Festival, it is difficult to get together, but today is different, Chu Maoxue's 80th birthday, no matter where he is, the three sons will rush back.
The eldest son's career is flat, and he can be expected to be an official in the future, and he may even become a senior official in the provincial department.
The second son's business is going well, and now he is a billionaire with assets, and he heard that he will soon enter real estate, and it is estimated that he will make a lot of money when the time comes.
As for the third.
Thinking of this youngest son whom he loved the most, Chu Maoxue sighed.
In the early years, college students were the pride of the sky, and many of them have now become university scholars, or serve as mainstays in government departments and the military.
But Chu Muzhi was suppressed because of Xiao Yueming, not only suffered a setback in his career, but even implicated his family, for this reason, Chu Yuanzhi and Chu Xiaozhi complained more than once, but they were all suppressed by Chu Maoxue.
After all, this is his son.
Especially after Chu Yi's disappearance, the blow to Chu Muzhi was even greater, this kind of pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person, although Chu Maoxue had never experienced it, but he felt it with him. As a father, he really feels sorry for his son.
Just as he was thinking, a sports car sped away.
Although Chu Maoxue didn't know much about cars, he also knew that the sports car in front of him was definitely worth a lot.
The car stopped steadily, and one of Chu Mu's families got out of the car.
The moment he saw Chu Yi, Chu Maoxue was shocked.
"Are youβXiaoyi?"
He stared at the man in white, and for a moment he couldn't relax.
"Grandpa, I haven't seen you for almost four years, you're fine."
Chu Yi said with a smile.
"It's really Xiaoyi, you're back?"
He was overjoyed.
Because no matter from the outline or the voice, the young man in front of him felt very familiar.
"It's like a fake."
Chu Yi stepped forward to congratulate Chu Maoxue on his birthday:
"I wish you good health and all the best, happiness like the long flowing water of the East China Sea, and longevity than the old pine of Nanshan."
"Okay, good, it's good to be back."
The old man looked very happy.
"Grandpa, don't wait, go back to the house and rest for a while."
At this time, a beautiful and well-dressed girl walked out.
Her name is Chu Feiran, she is the daughter of Chu Xiaozhi, she is twenty-three years old this year, she has just graduated from college and is interning in a large company.
When Chu Feiran saw Chu Yi, he was stunned, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he said:
"Chu, Chu Yi?"
In the past three years, the Chu family has also searched for it in many ways, and even the old man Chu Maoxue has used or a lot of relationships, but there has been no progress.
Gradually, everyone also lost their enthusiasm and thought that Chu was more than lucky. And Chu Yuanzhi and Chu Xiaozhi even gloated a little.
Including the third generation of the Chu family, they also accepted the fact that Chu Yi was probably dead.
"Chu Feiran."
At this time, Chu Yi took the initiative to greet him.
Hearing this title, Chu Feiran felt a little unhappy in his heart, but said indifferently:
"Coming back? Let's get inside. β
So, in the incredible eyes of the Chu family, Chu Yi and his parents entered the old mansion.
He greeted them one by one, but unlike before, when he saw these relatives of his, he only bowed his head slightly.
"This kid didn't die, and he's back?"
The eldest aunt said secretly in her heart.
"Hmph, it's really getting more and more unruly, and I don't say hello when I see my elders, no wonder I can't even learn to fight."
"This kid seems to have changed a little in the past three years."
Chu Feiran quietly looked at his younger brother.
"I'm a little taller, and I look a little better. But it's still the same, I don't like to learn, I'm useless, and I may have to gnaw at the old in the future. β
At this moment, Chu Maoxue was also looking at his grandson.
He has lived for eighty years, his eyes are old and spicy, and it can be said that his eyes are like torches, and he can see the changes in Chu Yi at once.
In the eyes of the rest of the Chu family, Chu Yi still looks like he is not motivated and hangs down. But Chu Maoxue knew that to look at a person, you had to look at his eyes.
From the moment he entered the house, Chu Yi behaved extremely calmly and calmly, especially his eyes were as deep as a waveless ancient well, which was unpredictable.
All the relatives felt that Chu Yi was very rude, and they didn't even say hello. But Chu Maoxue saw that it was by no means rude or deliberately pretended, but exuded an aura of looking down on the world and being self-respecting.
This kind of courage has only been seen by great men of great talent.
"What has Xiaoyi experienced in the past three years. Let him have such a big change? β
Chu Maoxue was puzzled, but he didn't rush to ask.
At this time, Chu Yuanzhi and Chu Xiaoyi's family also came back.