"Grandpa."
"Sit."
Starting anew in the new year, Mr. Fang seems to have recovered from the shock of last year, at least he is much more energetic.
He sat under the historic old locust tree in the yard and raised his hand to his grandson who had been summoned.
There is also a wicker chair next to it.
Fang Jun sat upright.
"How old are you this year."
Since ancient times, beauties are like famous generals, and they are not allowed to grow old in the world.
No matter how heroic Mr. Fang is, he who laid the foundation for the family’s glory cannot withstand the attack of time. When he was a young boy, his face was covered with age spots.
“Twenty-five.”
Fang Jun answered meticulously.
Mr. Fang looked at his grandson and was slightly distracted. After a while, he said: "When I was your age, your aunt was already born."
Fang Jun's aunt, There is no doubt that she is Fang Ai's mother.
Fang Jun said nothing.
The family has long issued a ban, strictly prohibiting Fang Ai from being mentioned in front of the old man.
“When are you planning to start a family?”
The old man spoke calmly.
For this generation, the continuation of the bloodline can be said to be the top priority.
Fang Jun was probably caught off guard and did not respond immediately.
“It’s not finished yet.”
The old man said: "I don't care what your parents' attitude is, but as a descendant of the Fang family, you have to shoulder the responsibility of spreading the branches and leaves of the Fang family."
Finally, the old man added meaningfully. : "This request shouldn't be difficult, right?"
It seems that he has nothing else to ask for from this grandson.
"Grandpa, marriage depends on fate."
Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite.
No matter if someone is as beautiful as Fang Jun, he cannot escape the fate of being forced to get married. From this point of view, there seems to be no big difference between a wealthy family and a commoner's family.
“Don’t give me these excuses.”
Although he is old, he has supported such a huge family glory. One can imagine what a strong and domineering person this old man is.
"If you don't like someone yet, then I will help you choose."
He said without a doubt, leaving no room for negotiation for his grandson at all.
If it were an ordinary family, given the irresponsible temperament of young people today, they would definitely not give in, and the most likely scenario would be to break up on bad terms.
But of course Fang Jun would not be so "unfilial".
Without the old man, he would not be where he is today.
"I have someone I like."
He responded calmly.
"Which family's girl?"
"Grandpa, she was not born into a famous family."
The old man didn't seem to care, "You should know that although grandpa is old, But she’s not a stubborn person, otherwise your sister wouldn’t have married that lawyer in the first place.”
Although he has recovered a lot, it can be seen that when he said this, the old man was in a state of disbelief. His lips trembled slightly unconsciously, and there was an imperceptible sadness in his eyes.
The hard things in the world are nothing more than white-haired people giving black-haired people.
No matter how much Fang Ai behaves, the blood connection cannot be severed.
Of course Fang Jun did not dare to interrupt this topic.
The old man paused and said slowly: "You can't blame anyone else for your sister's fate. She brought it upon herself."
Jiang Chen's evaluation of "profound understanding of righteousness" does not seem to be true. Flattery.
Although he disagrees, the old man who is the soul of the family really has deep-rooted sectarian opinions. No matter how much Fang Ai insists on going her own way, it is definitely impossible for her to successfully marry Ding He.
"Tell me, what does your sweetheart do."
The old man, who has had a magnificent life, is not too obsessed with this sad topic.
"Grandpa, you should know her."
Facing the old man's gaze, Fang Jun said calmly: "Her name is Hu Die."
The old man's cloudy eyes were still. Ding looked at his grandson and said nothing for a long time.
Fang Jun sat upright, his expression unchanged.
“Why do you like her.”
“I don’t know, Grandpa, I have seen so many women, but only in her can I feel the attraction.”< br>
Things like feelings are the most mysterious and cannot be controlled by any force. Even myself.
“From the first day I saw her, I felt that she was different from other women.”
Fang Jun was indeed honest and revealed his truth Feelings, nothing to hide.
The old man was silent for a long time. He did not offer any sincere advice or an angry rebuke. He just asked: "You like her, does she like you?"
Fang Jun shook his head.
“This is also one of the reasons why I like her.”
So said.
Human nature seems to be relatively cheap.
There were countless women who could wave around and get whatever they wanted.
The old man looked away and looked at the blooming spring buds in the yard, wondering what he was thinking.
Perhaps realizing his "disobedience", Fang Jun said: "Grandpa, who I like is my own business. You make the decision about my marriage."
Tough.
It seems to be extremely submissive.
He and Fang Ai seem to be really different.
"Grandpa, I won't disturb your rest."
After saying what he should say, Fang Jun stood up and planned to leave.
"You only met that woman because of the boy from the Song family, right?"
The old man spoke.
Fang Jun froze.
“Well, it was Brother Song who introduced me.”
“Do you remember what I once said to you?”
“Of course you do. Grandpa, I never I have never forgotten your instructions.”
Indeed.
The old man once told him to stay away from Song Chaoge.
He does this all the time.
Aside from the necessary play-acting on the surface, in reality, hasn’t he always maintained certain boundaries?
"Go back and make preparations."
The old man said concisely.
Of course Fang Jun understands what it means.
It is nothing more than that his personal wishes have been denied.
He never expected to receive support.
Parents’ orders, matchmaker’s words.
This is the fate that has been tied to him since birth.
Of course.
He didn’t feel like a shackle.
Marriage is just a form, or in other words, a kind of cooperation.
He lowered his head to the old man and turned around immediately.
Out of the old house, Fang Jun opened the door and got into the car. He started the car and dialed the phone.
"Continue to check the airport surveillance. If Luo Long has really returned to China, no matter what, he must be caught."
He expected that the man named Jiang would definitely take measures, so he did it in advance Prepare, monitor flight information, and conduct control at the airport.
But who knew that in the end, a "fake" was captured.
The starting point is correct.
The name is correct.
Ke Ren is not Luo Long.
In other words, it was not the Luo Long he wanted.
After the first call, Fang Jun made a second call while driving.
"Keep him in custody. I know you will find a reason. I won't allow him to come out now..."
The domestic car gradually came to the end of the red street, and then for some unknown reason, the speed of the car slowly slowed down.
It turned out that several official cars parked silently in front of them, blocking the intersection.
Next to the car.
Another group of plainclothes men wearing jackets stared expressionlessly at the domestic car coming from the red street, raising their hands with their palms facing forward.
"Stop." (End of Chapter)