The middle-aged man named Lin Fu looked up at Ling Buyi, who was speaking, and his eyes immediately shrank, "Uncle? It's you back! Ah Fu misses you so much! ”

Lin Fu finally recognized the uncle who had not returned home for more than 20 years.

When Ling Buyi quarreled with the old lady and left home, he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was in his forties in a blink of an eye. I saw that his original arrogant and domineering appearance disappeared, and he immediately pretended to be a slave, and took the initiative to take Ling Buyi's hand, asking both long and short. He kept shouting at the door, asking people to come and help the uncle move things.

"Uncle, why don't you go and get busy first, and when I settle down, I will go to see you without regrets." Ling Buyi shook off Lin Fu's hand, held Abo's shoulder, and said kindly. Abel smiled and agreed, then hunched over and staggered outside. Looking at Abo's back, Ling Buyi felt a sadness in his heart, maybe he came back a little late.

When Lin Fu arranged for servants to help Ling Buyi's family move large and small items into the mansion, Ling Buyi had already led everyone on the familiar bluestone road. After passing through a full moon gate, an exquisitely furnished courtyard comes into view. The courtyard is not small, the strange rocks are craggy, the small bridge flows water, the trim is very meaningful, and the owner is an elegant person at a glance.

Next to the pool on the side of the courtyard, an old man was carefully watering a few pots of rare camellias. Looking at the old back, Ling Buyi showed a trace of guilt in his eyes, paused for a while, and mustered up the courage to shout, "Dad, I'm back!" ”

After the old man heard Ling Buyi's voice, the kettle in his hand shook obviously, and his body stopped moving, as if he had also mustered up the courage, he slowly put down the kettle in his hand and turned around. What caught my eye was a face full of wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, and the skin on the face was sagging and looked a little old. Looking at his father, who he hadn't seen for more than 20 years, Ling Buyi suddenly couldn't help but shed tears, walked up two steps quickly to the old man's side, and gently held the old man's hands, "Dad, I'm sorry, I was wrong!" ”

The old man's eyes revealed joy, but his face remained serious, patted his eldest son's wrinkled hands, and said with emotion, "Yi'er, you're finally back." ”

He knew that this eldest son had completely inherited his stubborn temper, and how difficult it was to be able to make him say the words "I was wrong". He looked behind Ling Buji, saw Mu Wenying and Ling Zixuan, and asked, "This is Zixuan!" Mu Wenying then pulled Ling Zixuan to greet his grandfather.

After the old man saw Ling Zixuan, his pupils suddenly shrank, he had ups and downs in officialdom in his life, he had experienced many twists and turns, and he had seen countless things with a pair of eyes. At this time, he unexpectedly found that he could not see through this grandson at all. Others seem to Ling Zixuan to be the child who doesn't like to talk and has an ordinary appearance and temperament. But in the eyes of the old man, this grandson is like an unsheathed sword, and under his ordinary appearance, he reveals a spirit of looking at the world and overlooking all living beings.

This kind of arrogant spirit he had only seen in those real big shots, but Ling Zixuan was only better than those people. The indifference in his eyes seems to look at everything like stones, grass and mustard, and all living beings like ants. It is only when it falls on the parents and oneself that there is a trace of fluctuation.

Ling Zixuan saw that the old man looked at him a little differently, and secretly sighed in his heart that it was Lord Shangshu who had read countless people, and he vaguely saw that he was different. But he didn't care, he still greeted his grandfather respectfully, and asked Chenxi to greet his grandfather as a junior salute.

Of course, the girl was well-behaved and obedient, and she joked with the old man in a weird way, so that the old man finally showed a rare smile.

At this time, several middle-aged men and women and some juniors came out of the house one after another.

"Big brother, sister-in-law, you are finally back, the old man has been in and out several times, as if he knew that you would come back today." It was Ling Buyi's third brother who spoke, Ling Buxing. He was joined by his third and fourth siblings, as well as his younger sister and several of their children.

The old man Ling Tian had a total of five children, four sons and one daughter. Except for Ling Buyi's development in Donghai City, several others are in the capital. Under the introduction of Ling Buyi and his wife, Ling Zixuan had no choice but to say hello one by one, there was no way, who let himself be just a junior in the Ling family. Looking back on the past 20,000 years, today is the most active greeting to people, hehe.

There are also some side members of the Ling family in the hall, and they are all here to participate in the old man's ninetieth birthday, after all, grandpa used to be a Shangshu master, so the relatives of the Ling family's side family also relied on this big tree and enjoyed a lot of benefits.

Ling Zixuan felt that the eyes of the people around him towards Ling Buyi and his wife were complicated, with indifference, jealousy, envy and mockery. After all, when Ling Buyi walked out of the Ling family at that time, he also said that even if the eight-person sedan chair came to carry me, he would not be in the Ling family, but now he is back, and he has dragged his children and daughters back.

Everyone also suspected in their hearts that the old man was old, and Ling Buyi's return now obviously brought a great threat to the competition for family property. How did they know that Ling Buyi's current Ling family's shop was already the richest man in Donghai City, so they would still care about the Ling family's property.

The old man looked at the Ling family, which was full of children and grandchildren, and the Ling family was thriving, and said in his heart how happy he was, if his wife hadn't left early, she would have been very happy. "Ziyi, you take the juniors to the courtyard to chat, the elders have something to discuss."

Ling Ziyi is the eldest of the younger generation, the eldest daughter of the third uncle. Everyone saw that the old man was going to discuss business with his fathers, so they all left the hall and followed his cousin to the courtyard, and the next person had already arranged it in the courtyard for everyone to enjoy.

Looking at these cousins and sisters in the capital, the men are gorgeously dressed and have jade around their waists; The women's satin clothes, heavy makeup and light makeup, are obviously compared to each other. And Ling Zixuan was dressed in a plain robe, outstanding and simple, and the gap between him and everyone opened up in an instant.

"Cousin Zixuan, it seems that the uncle's business in Donghai City is not doing very well, look at your clothes, it shouldn't exceed twenty taels of silver!" A slightly mocking voice suddenly remembered, causing everyone to laugh.

Ling Zixuan saw that it was Ling Zitian, the eldest son of the fourth uncle, and looked at him with a wicked smile. He didn't care, smiled slightly, and didn't explain anything.

The dust around him is not happy, he knows that the master is the richest man in Donghai City, but because of his cultivation, he never cares whether the clothes need to be gorgeous and comfortable. A smiling face got up, and just as she wanted to speak, Ling Zixuan stuffed a glutinous rice dumpling into her mouth and blocked her mouth.

Seeing that Ling Zixuan didn't pay attention to himself, Ling Zitian was a little bored, and simply said to Chenxi: "This little girl looks quite cute, is it the child daughter-in-law that the eldest aunt helped you find, and is she responsible for serving you?" ”

"Flutter!" After hearing this, Chenxi directly squirted out the glutinous rice dumplings that he had just eaten in his mouth, and coincidentally sprayed Ling Zitian's face. I saw that Ling Zitian's face was covered with glutinous rice and bean paste that had been bitten by dust, coupled with sticky saliva, which was very disgusting.