This is a very old house, the colored brick road on the ground looks like a long history, it should be renovated from an ancient palace, but there are automatic water sprays around it, and many decorations are mixed with Western elements......

The old man standing in the middle of the corridor was undoubtedly the elder Murt in their mouths, it was a kind-looking Mongolian old man, with a round Mongolian face, small eyes, but condensed brilliance, and it could be seen that he was a calm and skilled family member.

And beside the old man stood a young woman, who was only in her twenties, dressed in a gorgeous and elaborate Mongolian costume, with a heavy pure gold decorative necklace around her neck, layer upon layer, and inlaid with large turquoise and agate, but because it was so heavy, it always looked like a golden shackle.

And this face Chen Zhi is very familiar with, in his long technical high school career, this face used to be the coveted goddess in the minds of all their boys!

This woman's name is Fu Yuanyuan, and she is the school flower of their technical high school, although most of Chen Zhi's technical high school students are students who can't get into college, and they don't do anything except skip school and play games every day, but this girl is like a clear spring, which makes all the boys dream.

Fu Yuanyuan was born with a beautiful white and tender face, a pair of big shining eyes that seem to be able to speak, and always smile at people who are pure and lovely, this kind of beauty is different from the kind of gorgeous and amazing beauty, but a pure and clean beauty, some people say that she is even more beautiful than the milk tea sister on the Internet.

Like all boys, Chen Zhi also liked her in high school, but Chen Zhi's conditions at that time were too poor and he had low self-esteem, so he didn't have the courage to talk to such a school girl.

However, at a classmate's birthday party, Fu Yuanyuan once handed him a box with a signature pen inside, and inside the box was a note that said, "I want to be friends with you~~"

But this small detail was immediately discovered by those classmates, and everyone immediately coaxed, for a fifteen or sixteen-year-old high school student, this kind of scene was very embarrassing, Fu Yuanyuan immediately ran out, and never spoke to Chen Zhi since.

Chen Zhi also thought that this school girl was making fun of him at the time, so this young relationship would not have ended before it began to sprout~~~~

Unexpectedly, many years later, this former campus goddess would appear in this place......

Fu Yuanyuan obviously recognized him, and when she saw Chen Zhi appear, her eyes lit up, but she didn't speak, and then there was a trace of sadness between her eyebrows that was difficult to hide.

The others didn't notice that they knew each other, and the Mongolian father greeted him very politely.

"Welcome, welcome, welcome guests~~"

Father Murt looked at Chen Zhi with a smile on his face,

"If I'm not mistaken, this is Mr. Chen mentioned by Mr. Bao, he is really a talent, young and promising~~~"

Father Murt, after politely speaking, put his hand on his chest, bowed very respectfully, said a few more words in Mongolian, raised his hand and shook it twice in front of Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi has seen this kind of etiquette, which is the highest etiquette for Mongolians to welcome guests, and to express blessings to guests!!

"That's right! Right! This is Chen Zhi ......",

The old somersault also smiled politely,

"Oops~~, Daddy Murt, I haven't seen you for a few years, and your complexion is getting better and better.

We arrived last night, so I came to visit this morning, so please don't be surprised~~"

"Oops~, I should have picked you up in person, I'm old, and my body is useless!! Don't be weird~~~"

Daddy Murt replied in very fluent Chinese,

"My grandson is an impetuous man, and when he goes to pick you up, there is no rudeness!"

"Where, where, you are so polite, your grandson Prince Humeng, but a man of good manners......", the old somersault immediately replied politely.

The two old men exchanged polite greetings with each other for a long time, and finally Daddy Murt pointed to the woman next to him and said.

"This is the widow of my deceased son, I shouldn't have let a woman come out to pick up the guests, but I am holding a funeral for my son later, please bear with me......

"A widow?" ，

Chen Zhi's mind moved, and he immediately understood the reason why this school flower appeared here.

It turned out that for a long time after graduating from high school, the former school girl had married to Mongolia and became the young grandmother of the golden family.

When the old somersault heard that he was doing a funeral behind, he immediately asked to go to see it, saying that he wanted to go to the pillar incense on behalf of the Bao family, these social etiquette are cumbersome and complicated, and the old fritter of the old somersault will naturally not be one step short ~~

Old somersault and Daddy Murt greeted each other and walked to the backyard, Chen Zhi and Prince Humeng followed behind, and Old somersault was saying some words of relief all the way, and even cried twice in a decent manner, making the atmosphere very heavy.

Fat Wei looked at Fu Yuanyuan, who was wearing pure gold jewelry in front of him, and then turned around and asked Humeng softly, "Hey! Prince, that widow is not the same as your Mongolian girl! If I'm not mistaken, it should be a Chinese! ”

|“ You guessed it right~~",

Humeng smiled a little informally: "That's a woman my uncle got from China, my uncle likes her very much, and married her after bringing her here......"

"Huh?" , Fat Wei didn't understand it very much,

"I said Prince Humeng, even you are not young, your uncle must not be in his 50s at least? How did you marry such a young one? ”

"What's this?" , Humeng replied indifferently:

"Our Golden Family is the richest family in Mongolia, and the men in our family have many women, each of whom is young and beautiful, and I will be the same in the future~~~~

My uncle was 59 years old when he died! This is his wife, and the number of lovers he has during his lifetime is uncountable~~

Now that my uncle is gone, that woman is the widow of our golden family, but she has no children and may remarry. ”

"What?" Fat Wei was a little surprised when he heard this,

"You've thought enough! Your uncle is still pretending to be a funeral. I'm in a hurry to let your aunt get married~~"

"It's nothing more than a Chinese woman~~",

Humeng glanced at Fu Yuanyuan in front of him disdainfully, as if he was looking at something,

"This woman, like the gold around her neck, is the inheritance left by my uncle, and it completely belongs to the man of our golden family, and each of our descendants is qualified to share her~~"