Aunt Yang immediately called, but the uncle who came down from the upper floor snatched the phone quietly: "Let me ask, do you go to see if the boiled eggs are cooked?" ”

Aunt Yang was shocked: "Oh my God, my eggs! ”

Wang Zhifeng looked at his uncle who was holding the phone, and the uncle spoke English into the phone. He asked in English if there was a tenant on the second floor above the parking garage, and it was a girl...... As he spoke, he walked down the hallway behind the house, and walked out of the living room and closed the door to the hallway. Wang Zhifeng watched his back on the phone through the glass door.

After a while, my uncle came in, just as my aunt had rescued her pot of boiled eggs to the table. Aunt asked, "What did Vivien say?" ”

She said that there was indeed such a tenant, who had not come for three days or two, and that she seemed to have a home elsewhere, and that Vivien did not take it seriously considering that she might not show up at all, so she forgot to tell us. Vivien said that if we felt inconvenient, she called the girl and asked her not to come for a few days. ”

Speaking of which, everyone turned their attention to the king's wind.

suddenly became the focus of everyone, and Wang Zhifeng was a little flattered. He didn't want everyone to think that he was fussy and difficult to get along with, so he smiled slightly: "Don't get in my way." ”

"Acquaintance is fate, you can invite her to join us for dinner. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, all convenient. The uncle looked at Wang Zhifeng and said generously.

Grandpa was supported by Wang Chengyou, and at this time he went downstairs, and the discussion about the girl in the guest room ended here.

Wang Chengyou looked quite normal, smiling, asking and answering, but Wang Zhifeng could see at a glance that there was a kind of excitement in his bones, and his irritability was on the verge of a seizure.

Looking at Wang Chengyou, who was on the verge of getting out of control, Wang Zhifeng felt that eating a boring breakfast that was not salty or light in his mouth seemed to have a wonderful taste. After breakfast, the grandfather wanted to go back to the room to lie down and rest, Wang Chengyou helped the grandfather upstairs, and by the way copied the Ottawa edition of the "Canadian Business Daily". Grandpa is old and dizzy, and he likes someone to help him read the newspaper.

The old man in the old age of the wind candle weighed little, and Wang Chengyou half supported and half carried his grandfather upstairs. Grandpa's amplified gasps gradually dissipated his irritability.

He learned from his uncle that his grandfather had been diagnosed with cancer for the second time in the spring. Twenty years ago, rectal cancer damaged my grandfather's vitality, and he gave up his domestic career and moved to his uncle's house in Ottawa, where the natural environment was better.

Today, my grandfather, who has been using an artificial fistula for nearly 20 years, has abdominal pain and blood in his stool, and his rectal cancer has recurred, and new cancerous cells have been found in the area near the previous removal. Because of his age, the surgical indicators were not up to standard, and he could not perform resection surgery, so he relied on medicine to suppress cancer cells.

Grandpa's life, like an hourglass with little sand, is counting down.

In this case, Wang Chengyou had no way to go home first, leaving behind to visit his grandfather.

"Canadian Business Daily" was bought by Wang Chen's driver and bodyguard who drove back to New York in the early morning. There is no such Canadian version of a Chinese newspaper in a nearby town.

Halfway through an article in the newspaper, my uncle knocked on the door and came in.

"Chengyou, you take a break, play for a while and then come back to take over."

Uncle took the newspaper from his hand, sat down on the sofa stool next to his grandfather's chaise longue, and continued to read it in his mellow voice. Grandpa raised his eyes, showed a pampering smile, and waved his hand at Wang Chengyou, meaning to go out for a walk.

Wang Chengyou said goodbye to his grandfather and uncle and walked out of the bedroom.

After Wang Chengyou left, his uncle got up, poured tea, listened to the door by the way, confirmed that there was no one outside the door, returned to his father on the chaise longue with a teacup, and said hesitantly: "Dad, isn't it unkind for us to put a little girl next to that child like this?" ”

His younger brother Wang Chen's accusations against him affected him in the end.

"Not kind?"

"Isn......'t this bait for the hairy young man with strong blood and strength to put on this bait?"

Everyone knows that the stunned young people in their teens and twenties are the most yearning for sex and love, and they have the least resistance. In the dark night, there is a beautiful chick next door who always knocks on the door...... Is this too attacking its weak link, so that it seems a bit inferior?

"What you see, what you think. What you see is color 1 temptation, and what I see is Shen Du. That bait is a female 1 color, and it is not a female 1 color. Through her, create a comfortable environment that is unrestricted. What we want to observe is the child's true heart exposed without restraint. What's not kind? ”

Uncle Wang Chengyou could only nod.

He can see that the old man is planning the layout and taking care of the aftermath in advance.

The old man has a huge fund that has been in operation for more than 30 years, and he must want to take advantage of this opportunity to decide whether the beneficiary of the fund has the child's name written on it, and the benefit ratio. As for the statement that he surveyed the child's mind for his younger brother, it was just a cover-up.

After understanding the father's deep motive for trying the child, although Uncle Wang Chengyou could not judge whether the temptation outweighed the disadvantages or the disadvantages outweighed the advantages, he could only cooperate to the end according to his father's wishes.

It is said that after Wang Zhifeng had breakfast, he saw that everyone was busy, and he also walked back to the room where he stayed. With his uncle's message of "you can invite her to join us", Wang Zhifeng is ready to knock on the door to pass this olive branch.

No one answered.

Wang Zhifeng pressed the doorknob with his hand and added a force without hope, but unexpectedly, the door opened.

"Lily?" He called her name.

Still no one answered.

He opened the door wider. As far as the eye can see, it is indeed empty.

Maybe it was going to work. He thought.

At this time, Wang Chengyou called his English name downstairs - a good way to avoid calling "brother". He answered and went downstairs.

"Can you lend me your phone?" The little spicy chicken smiled ruffian and got straight to the point.

Whenever he was alone with him, Xiao Spicy Chicken would ask Mo Yan if he was through his WeChat friends. Each time, he shook his head in good-natured denial. This time, apparently, the little spicy chicken ran out of patience and asked for his mobile phone directly.

"Your phone is out of battery again?" Wang Zhifeng was not in a hurry to give him his mobile phone, and asked teasingly.

"Lend me it!"

"I don't lend it."

"You're too stingy!"

"It's called prudence. Who made you look sneaky, sneaky, and look like you're doing bad things behind people's backs? Wang Zhifeng, who was beating a rake, looked at the angry appearance of the little spicy chicken, and his heart was indescribably happy.

Wang Chengyou didn't say much, turned around and left.

He's going to find Anna.

"Anna, did the WeChat friend you added last time pass?"

Anna is grazing a flock of sheep on a hillside, followed by a shepherd dog.

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