When Bai Zixuan and the three arrived in Binhai City, the plane Wang Shijie was on also landed at the capital airport of Country Y.

A man and a woman in a trench coat, dragging suitcases, stepped off the plane.

The temperature in country Y this season is much lower than that of Hujing City, Huaxia, fortunately, there is Ye Rong's reminder, otherwise Wang Shijie would have to freeze and catch a cold.

"What now?"

"Before leaving, I had already contacted Uncle Li to pick us up, and Uncle Li had been with my grandfather and was responsible for taking care of his daily life." Ye Rong explained.

The two walked and chatted and came to the exit of the station.

"Uncle Li!" Far away, I saw Ye Rong waving to greet a middle-aged man in his fifties.

"Miss, you're finally back, your grandfather has been talking about it lately, I should be missing you!" The middle-aged man had a smile on his face.

"I call him every day, I don't want me, he may not want to see me, Uncle Li, let me introduce you, his friend Wang Shijie!"

"Uncle Li, hello!" After saying hello and dragging the box in his hand, he didn't come forward to shake hands.

"Hello young man, welcome!"

Ouyang Ping lives in the suburbs, and according to Uncle Li, the air there is better and quieter.

Ye Rong and Uncle Li were chatting in the car, and Wang Shijie couldn't interject, after all, he was not so familiar, he hugged his shoulders and looked out the window, and suddenly remembered the scene of Hetian Mengxue's honeymoon last year, and what happened in Morse Manor was still buried in his heart.

originally thought that Ouyang Ping would live in a very luxurious villa, but when Wang Shijie arrived, he realized that he was wrong.

His residence is no different from the surrounding one-story bungalows, and the size is about the same, which is a four-bedroom and one-living room layout in China.

"Villas are usually built in the city! In the countryside of Durosa, the houses are mainly one-story bungalows, the wooden structure is not damp, and there are mice, but there are three cats at home, does Mr. Wang like cats? Uncle Li explained casually.

"It's okay, I haven't raised it, but I don't hate it!"

Uncle Li smiled slightly, walked in front, pushed open the door, and shouted inside: "Master, Miss is back!" ”

Ye Rong beside her had a gust of wind, running past Wang Shijie, and the scene of her relatives meeting was still very exciting, she was in China last year and never came back to see Ouyang Ping, which can be imagined.

"Okay, okay, why are you still crying, you will make Mr. Wang laugh like this!"

Ouyang Ping had already noticed the young man standing beside Uncle Li and touched his granddaughter's little brain.

Ye Rong, who was squatting in front of the wheelchair, wiped the corners of her eyes, stood up embarrassedly, and introduced the two of them.

"If you don't mind, call me Grandpa Ouyang!"

"Okay, Grandpa Ouyang!" Wang Shijie felt a little awkward, but the old man spoke, so it was naturally difficult to refuse.

Uncle Li took Wang Shijie around the house, and Ye Rong pushed her grandfather and went inside to talk.

"Mr. Wang, you will rest in this room tonight, I hope you don't dislike it!"

"It's good, much better than my conditions in China!" Wang Shijie saw that the bedroom of more than 20 square meters had all the furniture and lacked nothing, and he was quite satisfied.

"Mr. Wang said he was laughing!" Uncle Li actually knew about Wang Shijie through Ouyang Ping in advance, and knew that the other party was also a rich kid, so he only thought he was joking.

In fact, it is really better than Wang Shijie's residence, living in a bunk bed in Zhao Ya's house, and living on a sofa after getting married.

"Mr. Wang can take a rest first when he is tired, and if he is interested, he can also walk around, just treat this place as his own home, the wardrobe is empty and you can use it casually, I will call you at dinner!"

"Okay, after packing your luggage in a while, go out for a walk, trouble Uncle Li!"

Wang Shijie slept all the way on the plane, was not tired, opened the suitcase, and hung his clothes in the closet.

Then he walked to the living room and heard that Ye Rong was still chatting with Ouyang Ping, so he didn't bother them.

Walking around a circle, the air is really good, I feel that the negative oxygen ions in the air are quite high, there are no vehicles passing through the street, occasionally I can hear the sound of dogs barking, I didn't expect that the small foreign village is quite comfortable.

But when he returned to the front of Ouyang Ping's house, he felt that there was something wrong, that is, there were no street lights in this small village.

"Wang Shijie, how is it? Isn't it pretty good here! Ye Rong walked over from the door.

"It's good, it's quite suitable for retirement!"

"When I'm old, I'll come here to retire!" Ye Rong said with a smile.

"After all, it's not domestic, I think Hainan is not bad!" Wang Shijie retorted.

Ye Rong blinked and said, "Well, you're right," Grandpa also moved here because he didn't want to see some people in China!

"It seems that the old man is a man with a story!"

"Let's go, Uncle Li has prepared a sumptuous dinner for us, but there is no Lafite in '82!" Ye Rong said jokingly.

Although the dinner was sumptuous, Uncle Li's cooking skills were average, but he was hospitable, so he could only pretend to be very delicious, praised a few words, and drank a few bottles of local beer, which was still quite energetic.

During the banquet, Ye Rong was the protagonist, Wang Shijie rarely spoke, and Ouyang Ping did not mention the painting.

After dinner, Ouyang Ping said that he was tired, let everyone rest early, and his endurance should not be underestimated, this old man, when he was young, did not seem to be an ordinary person.

One person in one room, no words all night, abroad, new environment, unfamiliar big bed, Wang Shijie was nervously relaxed, and in the first half of the night, he had a good night's sleep.

In the second half of the night, I was awakened by urine, it was convenient to get up, I opened the door by feeling the black, and a black cat lying at the door was suddenly frightened, a cat meow, and the rapid movement was gone.

"Frightened!"

Ouyang Ping's voice sounded, he was not frightened by the cat, but was startled by him, this old man didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and he didn't turn on the light, what was he doing in the living room?

"It's okay, Grandpa Ouyang hasn't rested so late?"

"I'm older, I'm young!" Ouyang Ping replied.

"I'm going to the bathroom!"

"Walk all the way to the left to the bathroom!"

Wang Shijie nodded, knowing that the old man was waiting for him, and by the moonlight outside, he came to the bathroom and quickly finished draining the water, so he hurried out and walked to the wheelchair.

"If Grandpa Ouyang is not sleepy, let's talk for a while!"

"Okay, let's go to my room!"

Pushing the wheelchair, as soon as he entered the bedroom, Ouyang Ping picked up the crutch placed on the wall, touched the switch on the wall, and the room lit up.

"A new use for crutches!"

"This crutch is very beautiful..."A snake-headed crutch, with a brownish purple body, Wang Shijie couldn't help but praise it.

Ouyang Ping stroked the crutch in his hand, as if he remembered something, and muttered a name in his mouth, his voice was very small and not very clear.

"Shijie, sit down, I heard Rong Rong say that you took away the painting?"

"Yes, Grandpa Ouyang!" Wang Shijie pondered a little, it seems that the other party was preparing beer for dinner, but he expected him to get up at night, so he waited in the living room.