Chapter 4 Returning to his hometown, the dream of the rich second generation was shattered at the speed of light
At 8:30 in the morning, Li Kangping went out to work as usual. The distance between where he lived and where he worked was not too far away, as it was every morning. Ride a shared bicycle to work, which is low-carbon, environmentally friendly and can also exercise.
Today he was no exception. When he took out his mobile phone and was about to scan the code, he accidentally remembered what Yang Fan said: You should not ride on a two-wheeled car in the past three days, otherwise there will be a bloody disaster.
Isn’t a bicycle just a two-wheeled vehicle? How did she know he could ride a bicycle?
Coincidence.
Although he didn't quite believe in these strange things, he still put away his phone and chose to take the bus.
The bus stop is just a few steps ahead.
He arrived at work several minutes later than usual by bus.
During lunch, a colleague asked him why he was late today. He waved his hands speechlessly, "Forget it, I came by bus."
The morning rush hour was too congested. , if he had known earlier, he would have come by bicycle.
Now that I think about it, I feel like a fool for believing that people cannot ride on two-wheeled vehicles because there will be bloody disasters.
The colleague who asked the question was the one who went out to work with him yesterday. He laughed when he heard this and said, "You must have believed that girl's words. Riding a two-wheeled car will cause bloody disasters." Right."
Li Kangping smiled awkwardly and said nothing.
"What bloody disaster?" Another colleague raised his head and looked at them. He suddenly said to Li Kangping: "Old Li, fortunately you did not ride a bicycle to work today."
Li Kangping asked: "What's wrong?"
The colleague said: "The fruit seller whose car was confiscated last time was guarding the south gate with a knife this morning. Fortunately, no one passed by there at that time, otherwise he would definitely be injured."
< br>“I heard that he has been squatting there for several days.”
Li Kangping was stunned. The south gate was the back door of his unit. His colleagues in the unit rarely passed by there, but he took a shortcut on a shared bicycle. Everyone comes in from the south gate every day.
If he rides a shared bicycle today, he will definitely meet that man.
Li Kangping and the colleague next to him looked at each other, that girl was really accurate!
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On the other side, on a country road, a red tricycle was driving slowly on the road.
“Little girl, where did you say you were going?”
“Uncle, I’m going to Uehara Village.”
“You came to Uehara Village at the right time, we Uehara Village The village is a good place to escape the summer heat. It’s really cool here in the summer.”
The old man who drove the car made a very enthusiastic recommendation. He thought Yang Fan was on vacation, "Little girl, have you found a place to stay?"
"If you don't find a place to stay, you can stay at my house. , my home It’s a summer resort with rooms.”
“Thank you, uncle, I have a place to live.”
Yang Fan faced the window, the cool wind blew on her face. , blowing the bangs on her forehead.
Looking at the green and vibrant scenery outside, she felt a little nostalgic in her eyes. Unexpectedly, she was not only from Jiangxi Province like her, but her hometown was actually in a rural area at the foot of Sanqing Mountain. .
I don’t know how her disciples and grandchildren are doing in Sanqing Palace.
Suddenly she felt the spiritual energy fluctuations in the air! As the car went deeper into the village, there was more spiritual energy inside.
Yang Fan looked into the distance with a shocked face. Although the aura here was not as good as five hundred years ago and the aura was thin, this was the only place where she felt aura all the way back from Beijing.
This made her even more convinced that her decision to come back was the right one!
The uncle was not upset when he heard that she had a place to live, and continued to ask her, "Then where do you live? I will send you to his door."
Yang Fan turned around and said, "Uncle, I'm going to Yang's house, Yang Xiuwen's house."
"Where are you going?" Uncle Li was surprised, and he doubted whether he heard correctly.
Yang Fan said again, "Yang Xiuwen's family, I am his niece Yang Fan."
"Are you Yang Fan?!"
Because he was too surprised, Uncle Li He stopped the car immediately, turned around, and looked at her in shock. After staring at her for a long time, he recognized her and said, "Really, you are really Yang Fan of Yang Xiuwen's family."
Yang Fan nodded, "It's me, Grandpa Li."
She also remembered that this was a neighbor who lived near Yuan Sheng's home.
Uncle Li: "Why are you coming back now?!"
Yang Fan said: "I was too busy at work before, but now I have quit my job and want to go home and see."
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Uncle Li looked at her with extremely complicated eyes. He wanted to say something but didn't say anything in the end. He turned around and started the car and continued to move forward.
Yang Fan noticed something was wrong in his words and asked, "What's the matter, Grandpa Li?"
Uncle Li's tone suddenly became weird, "Your uncle, as early as last year, Passed away.”
Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, uncle passed away? No, she doesn't have this memory.
She asked: "My uncle passed away, why didn't anyone notify me?"
Uncle Li's voice became even weirder, with a bit of yin and yang in it, "Your uncle didn't let us notify you when he left. He said you were busy with work and didn't want to disturb you."
They also couldn't figure out why. Yang Xiuwen refused to let them notify his only relative in this world, Yang Fan, to come back and give him a lift.
But before he died, he asked them countless times not to contact Yang Fan and not to disturb her work.
With him like this, they thought the uncle and nephew were having a conflict, and Yang Xiuwen was unwilling to let Yang Fan, his only relative, send him off for the last time.
So everyone in the village followed his last wish and did not contact Yang Fan to come back, thinking that they would tell her about it when she came back one day.
I just didn't expect that Yang Fan would come back after such a long time. He didn't even come back for the New Year last year.
So when Uncle Li recognized her as Yang Fan, he was a little angry and angry about why it took her so long to come back.
Yang Fan was at a loss for words. He remembered that he had a big fight with his uncle during the Chinese New Year the year before last. The specific reason for the quarrel was too vague to remember. But from now on, every time he and his uncle The two of them would always argue on the phone and get into unpleasant situations.
Coupled with the fact that I was in debt, worked and had emotional problems, I was under too much pressure. Over time, I lost contact with my uncle. I worked overtime at the company even during the Chinese New Year and had no time to come back.
So I don’t know about my uncle’s death.
Moreover, the original body is now dead, and even the soul cannot be found. She is not the Yang Fan of this world.
She remained silent and didn't speak. Uncle Li didn't speak either, and the car fell into an eerie silence.
Soon the tricycle arrived at Yang Xiuwen's house. As agreed before getting on the bus, Yang Fan gave Uncle Li eight yuan for the fare, but the latter did not ask for it.
"Your uncle left the key to my house when he left. You wait here for a while, and I will go back and get it for you."
Uncle Li didn't wait for Yang Fan to speak. I drove these three rounds and left.
Yang Fan stood at the door and looked at the surrounding environment, and found that the aura in this house was the most in the entire village.
She faced forward, made two gestures with her fingers in the air, and the lock on the iron door opened automatically.
Yang Fan pushed the door open and had a panoramic view of the scene inside.
The yard is very big. There is also a loquat tree in the yard. It is covered with golden loquats. There is a house sign on the bungalow opposite the courtyard gate, which has the words "Bluebird Inn" written on it. The paint has peeled off, and the words "BLUE BIRD" on the front are not clearly visible.
The bungalow under the house number looks like a warehouse, equipped with a large rolling shutter door.
The bungalow is connected to a small two-story building. This small building is the house where the original person lived in memory. The yard and the warehouse-like house next to it were all newly built later.
Yang Fan thought to himself that this inn was probably started by his deceased uncle.
emmm... It seems that my dream of going home and becoming a rich second generation has been shattered.
The reason why the original heroine did not come back here, according to the reminder of reader Baozi, the author made a few changes to make the plot more reasonable.
Many Baozi have actually guessed that the uncle is just unwilling to let the heroine come back to take over the inn.