Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 477, little beggar
"How's that old beggar doing?" Yan Fanghu inadvertently asked the black-clothed bodyguard next to him while sorting out the documents.

The black-clothed bodyguard did not hesitate, and said: "Haven't left yet, I just stand at the door blankly every day, not approaching the house door, just looking at it like this, master, this is a suspicious person, should we contact the police? too much"

"No need, he's there right there, sooner or later he'll leave, you don't need to be familiar with him." Yan Fanghu put down his cigar, and said calmly, "After all, it's hard for Xiaoxuan to move around."

On Yan Fanghu's desk were a list of diagnosis and treatment sheets for osteosarcoma. Fang Xuan was suffering from bone cancer, her left leg had been amputated, and she was still extremely weak. It was not known whether it might spread.

Maybe it has spread, but the doctor didn't say anything, or Fang Xuan didn't say anything.

Yan Fanghu felt a little sad about this, but it was fate.
"Your beauty is unlucky, all I can do now is try my best to cultivate Xiao Xiao into an outstanding talent, who can be worthy of the name of my Yan family and her Fang family." Yan Fanghu said indifferently. Throw the piles of diagnosis and treatment sheets into the trash can, and at the same time call the private doctor to give more advice, at least it can last a little longer.

Yan Fanghu fell into the busyness of dealing with work again, and the bodyguard also left very tactfully, without continuing to disturb the work.

After dealing with the company affairs for four hours, Yan Fanghu felt a little tired, so he planned to take a walk out of the Yan family compound, not only the Yan family compound, but also some workshops around the property of the Yan family. At the same time as the new textile industry, the old textile machines are still kept as gimmicks. They are treasures handed down from the ancestors and are still well maintained.

Yan Fanghu felt that this might just be his nostalgic mood
When he came to inspect outside the door, Yan Fanghu saw Ye Dazhi who was eating cold steamed buns, he just glanced at him, ignored his existence, and continued with his own business.

After taking two steps with the bodyguards, I saw a Taoist priest wearing a white robe appear in front of me, very abrupt, but also very natural, with a warm smile on his face, warming people's hearts and making people calm.

Li Yun tossed his long hair that was not flowing, trying to create an atmosphere of a master, but it was of no use.

In this regard, Yan Fanghu just glanced at it and didn't pay any more attention, continuing to walk forward.

Li Yun coughed twice in embarrassment, and said with an inscrutable expression on his face.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, layman, let the two of you meet, what loss do you have?"

"Who are you? Are you with that beggar?" Yan Fanghu frowned and looked at Li Yun.

"It doesn't matter who Pindao is, what matters is what your answer is." Li Yun looked at Yan Fanghu and said.

"Idiots talk about dreams."

Yan Fanghu snorted coldly, and left here without looking back.

I don't know why, but now Yan Fanghu is very irritable——

Yan Fanghu's impression of the name Ye Dazhi was really deep.
Day after day, to Yan Fanghu, Ye Dazhi is just an existence that can be forgotten at any time. In less than three days, the name Ye Dazhi has been washed away by the huge and busy affairs.

Especially today, for the Yan family, and for Yan Fanghu, it was a rare and easy day. That was when people from the Fang family came to visit, and the scholarly family that had been passed down for hundreds of years made the Yan family burst A scholarly family freed from its chains.

The two families are no longer a fragile existence connected by the husband and wife's in-laws, but an unbreakable relationship connected by the child Yan Xiao.

An old man in Tang suit and some young people who seemed to have entered the Grand View Garden appeared in front of Yan Fanghu.

"Hahaha, Fang Hu, I am here to trouble you, no, I brought some old friends and their juniors who also came from the scholarly family." The old man in Tang suit stroked his gray beard, He introduced the people who came and went to Yan Fanghu behind him.

"It's too late for you to bring them here." Yan Fanghu said he was happy, but he was also very happy in his heart. Looking at these little dolls, of course he knew what his father-in-law thought. This is to let them come to give birth to his children. related.

Sometimes the bonds formed in childhood become stronger later on.
"That's how you and Xiaoxuan met back then. It's good for young people nowadays to get to know each other more, hahaha! If you know outstanding people since you were young, you won't be confused when you grow up, but it doesn't matter if you are confused. The words of the matchmakers are heaven, and there is no room for their choices when choosing a partner." The old man in Tang suit also touched the heads of these children, his face was full of joy, especially looking at some little girls carved in pink and jade. , Thinking about their backgrounds and appearances are very suitable, wouldn't it be nice to combine with your grandson?
The old people around also agreed with the old man in Tang suit. How can they choose what their parents ordered?

These children just nodded half-understanding, and then they were attracted by the butterflies in the yard, but without the consent of their parents, they did not dare to play with the butterflies, for fear of breaking the etiquette.

Those old men also saw what the children were thinking, but they had no intention of letting them go out to play.

Yan Fanghu chatted happily with his old father-in-law, and at the same time chatted and laughed happily with the scholarly elders who came with him.

"By the way, I just saw an old beggar squatting at the door, why don't you go and have a look? It's sneaky, maybe it's a thief or something." The old man in Tang suit suddenly asked Yan Fanghu.

At this time, Yan Fanghu was silent for a moment, and said: "It's not a thief, nor is it someone worthy of concern, just ignore him."

"Ignore it? I always feel as if I've seen him somewhere before." The old man in Tang suit knocked his head and muttered. He always felt that the beggar looked familiar, but he couldn't think of where he had seen him before.

Where did you see it?
"Fang Bai, you are so confused, beggars, how could they have anything to do with us, maybe they are beggars from somewhere nearby, there is no need to be so concerned, just ignore them." An old man lazily Said.

Fang Bai also knocked his head, thinking that he must be old and confused, how could there be any intersection between himself and the beggar, they are living in two completely different worlds.

The children next to them are playing house, one is playing the role of teacher and the other is playing the role of student.

"Fang Tiantian, you play the teacher"

"Okay, Teacher Fang."

"Teacher Fang"

Hearing the child's inadvertent communication, Fang Bai murmured.

"Teacher Fang"

"Teacher Fang!"

"I said, why are you so familiar? That old beggar is that poor kid who was chasing that one behind the car!"

(End of this chapter)