Chapter Twenty-Three: Please Uncle Ming Out of the Mountain

Shen Lian didn't know how many more years of salty salt than Yan Wei didn't know, how could he not know what Yan Wei was thinking.

"Forget it, I'll take you to Lao Ming!"

The car drove on the narrow and dilapidated streets, and Yan Wei's Maserati couldn't drive in such a place, so he could only sit in Shen Lian's car.

This place is the old town of the East City, and the successive leaders of the East City have tried to move this place, but all of them have failed.

Nowadays, no one wants to move here, and the old city is so tenacious to survive in Dongshi, which can be regarded as a unique scenery of this international metropolis.

However, outsiders look new, and only those who live here know that the old town is actually in disrepair and the facilities are aging, and it is really not a pleasant place to live.

With Uncle Ming's net worth, he shouldn't actually live here......

Yan Wei thought about Uncle Ming's current situation, but she didn't think that Uncle Ming's current situation was even worse than she imagined.

Thinking of this, Yan Wei felt that her nose was a little sour, and her eyes were hot.

Shen Lian, who was driving, glanced at Yan Wei and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The car stopped on a fairly wide flat ground, and when they got out of the car, there were more winding and winding alleys waiting for them, and finally, Shen Lian stopped in front of a small bungalow.

The outer wall of this small courtyard was crawling with green creepers, and Yan Wei knew that they had arrived at the place.

The door of the small courtyard was not locked, so Shen Lian directly pushed the door in and shouted "Lao Ming".

An old man in the courtyard with a big straw hat and a towel around his neck turned his head when he heard the sound, revealing a familiar face of Yan Wei - it was Uncle Ming.

Uncle Ming was squatting on the ground, catching insects for the vegetables grown in the small courtyard, and there were a lot of trophies in the small jar at hand.

"Xiao Shen, you're here, why did you bring good wine again?" Uncle Ming smiled heartily.

I'm thin, I'm dark, but I'm in good spirits. When Yan Wei saw such an Uncle Ming, she felt a little better.

"What kind of wine, who do you see coming?" Shen Lian stepped out of the way, revealing Yan Wei standing behind him.

"Fennel!" When Uncle Ming saw Yan Wei, he blurted out a familiar and affectionate title.

Yan Wei's already calm mood suddenly couldn't be suppressed again, she took a few steps forward, directly hugged the familiar old man, and shouted excitedly: "Uncle Ming! ”

"Fennel...... Uncle Ming stroked Yan Wei's back, and his old eyes were moist.

This girl who has watched him grow up since he was a child is almost the same as his own child, how can he not feel distressed.

Shen Lian looked at the two of them and sighed slightly.

Creation makes people, it can only be said that fate is too fond of pranks.

The two cried for a while, and Yan Wei wiped away her tears embarrassedly.

"Uncle Ming, have you always lived here?" Yan Wei looked at the low, ordinary little house and asked guiltily.

Uncle Ming smiled: "Yes, it's still very happy to live here and take care of the elderly." ”

On that face, there was no dissatisfaction with the gap in life, only optimism.

"It's good to live here by myself now, and there are a lot of people around who can play chess together!"

Uncle Ming's wife and Yan Wei's mother died early at the same time because of the same accident, and his son is studying abroad, so now he is indeed living alone.

Yan Wei looked at Uncle Ming, and felt even more guilty in her heart: "Uncle Ming, I only found out today that you have done so many ...... for my father."

Uncle Ming patted Yan Wei's hand: "Silly boy, why are you talking about this, I want to do those things myself, and no one forces me!" ”

Seeing what Yan Wei wanted to say, Uncle Ming gently stopped her: "Wei Wei, I have a good relationship with your father, there are some things that don't need to be said too much, but you, tell me how you are doing." ”

When Yan Wei heard this, she secretly decided: She must manage Yunyuezhai well and give him a thousandfold return for what Uncle Ming paid! I must also avenge my father, and I can't let others pay in vain!

Since Uncle Ming took the initiative to ask, Yan Wei also spoke very frankly about his current situation.

told how Yan's father used the evidence of Ling Yue's father's bribery to coerce him to marry him, and how Zhou Man'er and Ji Chuncheng calculated her everywhere, as well as how he got along with Ling Yue now.

Uncle Ming listened, and the expression on his face was always kind and distressed.

He originally thought that as long as they were all safe and secure in the future, those people would stop, but now it seems that beasts are beasts, and there is no humanity at all.

He stroked Yan Wei's soft hair, as if she was still the same girl who hugged his thighs and asked for a motorcycle model.

"My fennel has been wronged."

Yan Wei was almost about to cry again.

However, Yan Wei has a strong personality, and today is already her rare emotional catharsis, holding back her tears, Yan Wei stood up.

"Uncle Ming." Yan Wei said seriously, "I came to you today, I have a request for you." ”

"I hope you can come out of the mountain again and manage Yunyue Zhai for me!"

After that, Yan Wei bent down and bowed ninety degrees, she had already made up her mind, if Uncle Ming didn't agree, she wouldn't get up today!

For a long time, Uncle Ming didn't speak.

Yan Wei was beating a drum in her heart, could it be that Uncle Ming was really ready to live for the rest of his life?

"Fennel, you've really grown up." Uncle Ming sighed, and there was both distress and relief in his tone.

Immediately, Yan Wei felt a pair of warm hands cover her shoulders and gently hold her up.

"Fennel, Uncle Ming knows that you have always been a proud person, and it is more uncomfortable than death for you to beg for help and bend down, but today, you bent over."

Yan Wei smiled bitterly, "Yes, no one can never grow up. ”

"Anise Fen, since Ling Yue has already helped you get back Yunyue Zhai, then Uncle Ming is willing to go back and manage Yunyue Zhai for you."

This sentence was tantamount to Xianle for Yan Wei, and she was pleasantly surprised: "Uncle Ming, tell the truth? ”

"When did Uncle Ming lie to you? If you weren't afraid that you would think Uncle Ming was old and useless, Uncle Ming might have to recommend himself! ”

Hearing this, Yan Wei smiled, this is Uncle Ming, Uncle Ming, who has always been the best to her.

"Uncle Ming, thank you." Yan Wei rarely showed her little daughter's delicate state.

"Okay, okay, haven't you been hungry after talking about it for so long?" Shen Lian's voice came from outside, and with it, the smell of food.

It turned out that when the two of them were talking, Shen Lian avoided it very interestingly, and even made lunch by the way.

Uncle Ming and Yan Wei looked at each other and smiled, and Uncle Ming said mysteriously: "Come, try Xiao Shen's craftsmanship." ”

"The matter of Yunyuezhai is also very related to Xiao Shen this time."