Wanjie Supreme Creditor System

Chapter 437

"I have acupuncture tonight, so I have to go with you. Don't worry, I'm at the entrance of the village, or you can arrange a place for me! We'll come back and find a place to rest in the evening."

Su Liuxing has reason to continue to follow, acupuncture treatment is the most important thing.

"By the way, you still have acupuncture! Okay, let's go!"

The team parted ways at this point, Li Qingya and his team stayed behind, Su Liuxing left a car and five bodyguards, looking for a better hotel in the small town.

Leng Yi didn't care what they arranged. He took five cars and drove along the county road all the way back to his village, Honglian Village!

Sure enough, within half an hour, we arrived at our destination.

What Leng Yi didn't expect was that a cement road was built, leading directly to his door.

The front half of the thousands-square-meter yard is a vegetable patch, where a variety of vegetables are grown, row after row filled with my father’s sweat.

The old rustic house in the back is the old house where he has lived for more than 20 years.

Not far away, the slightly taller red brick house should be the big house his father built for him.

When Qinglong and Yu Luocha just entered the gate, they couldn't believe that this was Leng Yi's hometown.

In their imagination, Leng Yi, who has endless power, countless servants, and many skills, should be born in a big family.

I never expected that the yard is quite big, but the homes around me are so big.

The house is an earthen house!

Just such a family raised a dragon?

It's unimaginable, and I dare not imagine it!

Not only the two of them had such strange thoughts, but also Su Liuxing and others who followed behind also had such thoughts.

As a miracle doctor who was never born in Huaguo, was he born in this courtyard?

The two houses combined are not as big as Su Liuxing's villa!

Even her many bodyguards, her personal secretary, and her family's conditions are better than this.

Noble son!

wrong!
Their family is not even a poor family, they are pure peasants!
But Leng Yi, genius doctor, calligrapher, god-level painter, architect, tea artisan, pianist, violinist, etc. appeared!

Various titles were placed on his head in a short period of time.

How was he raised at home?
They even wondered if Leng Yi had gone to the wrong place. Is this just a trick he deliberately set up to deceive others?

However, accompanied by the sound of coughing, a pair of middle-aged people came out of the earthen house. When they saw Leng Yi, their expressions were definitely the expressions of seeing their own son.

"Son, you are back. Are you tired from the journey?"

Mother Cui Fengxia, the first thing she said when she saw her son was to greet him with care.

She was wearing a floral shirt, black trousers, and plain white cloth shoes.

There are traces of time on the face, but it is still fair, and the facial features are exquisite. If it is ten years younger, it may kill Yu Luocha in seconds.

Beside such a charming woman is a middle-aged man with bushy white hair and a face full of dimples.

He was wearing gray half-sleeves, which were a little whitish after washing, and there were some mud spots on the black trousers.

A pair of yellow rubber shoes under the feet, with black holes on them, may be burnt.

When two people stand together like this, others will think they are father and daughter, not husband and wife.

The gap is simply too great.

When Leng Yi saw the white hair on his father's head, his heart trembled. He quickly took the gift brought by Lu Yufei from the car and handed it to Qinglong.

He took out his backpack again, took out four boxes of pastries, two bottles of xo, and two boxes of cigars from the task space, and walked towards the two of them together.

When he came to the front, his face was full of excitement and he shouted loudly:

"Dad, Mom, I'm back! Let's go, come in quickly!"

After handing the things to Yu Luocha, he opened his arms and hugged his parents in his arms, tears falling down.

Can't help but think of the unworthy past.

For the sake of Zhang Qian, who is not a bullshit, she stayed outside for three summer vacations.

Every time I go home, I leave empty-handed.

I don't know how to say anything!

Even if you don't want money, if your son doesn't belong to you, it's still unfilial!
Tears, now also can not control.

Yu Luocha turned his head, thinking that he was still an orphan, and he didn't even know who his parents were, so how could he enjoy the embrace of his parents.

Qinglong thought of his mother, worried that he would fight all day long, and was afraid to go home.

Ever since she was working as a driver by Leng Yi's side, even if she didn't go home, when her mother called, she always had a down-to-earth smile.

Parents hope that their children will be safe and stable, but no one hopes that they will die.

"Son, why are you crying? Isn't this home? Are they your friends? Let them see the joke! Hurry up, sit in the house, what are you doing with your things!"

Mother Cui Fengxia beckoned her son and Qinglong to the room.

Qinglong suddenly remembered that there were things bought by the two of them in the trunk, so he hurried over, carrying big and small bags.

The family walked in. As for Su Liuxing and his party who were sitting in the RV, they did not get out of the car. Instead, they went to a secluded place a little further away and lay down in the carriage to rest.

The rest of the waiting was spent here.

Anyway, at least there's still a place.

"You children, come as soon as you come, what else do you bring! Come on, sit down!"

Cui Fengxia said quickly with a shocking smile on her face.

"Well, mistress, we are the driver and personal assistant of the young master, not guests, so you don't need to greet us!"

Yu Luocha didn't dare to go too far, and even less dared to ask Cui Fengxia to be polite to her, put the things on the ground, and said hastily.

Qinglong also put the things in his hand on the table, signaling Leng Fengkuang to sit down.

The entire room is only fifty square meters, and the floor is a brick floor, which has become very flat after years of grinding.

The windows were made of the oldest wood and glass, the paint on them had peeled off, and the sash was swollen and could not be closed tightly.

The table is the oldest solid wood round table, but it is still bright.

Next to the wall, there are two solid wooden boxes, which are also very old, and there is a vertical cabinet next to it. Inside the glass on the top, there are family portraits, photos of Leng Yi from childhood to adulthood.

In short, everything is very old, as if in an instant from modern society, back to 20 years ago.

These things, even in rural areas, many families have lost sight of them.

But in Leng Yi's house, it is still very bright and clean.

Old is old, but everything is clean, the enamel cup has a layer of paint peeled off, and there is no tea stain.

Everything shows that the owner loves cleanliness and is not a lazy person.

It's just that since meeting them, Leng Yi's father, Leng Fengkuang, hasn't said a word, and has always kept a straight face, as if he looked down on their feelings.

However, the eyes are soft and there is no extra complexion.

Qinglong was observing, and Yu Luocha was also observing. It was the first time I saw such an environment, and it was unimaginably poor.

Did Leng Yi grow up in such a bad environment?

Unbelievable!

At this moment, Cui Fengxia's voice came:
"It's all home, so don't pretend, I know my Lengyi, how can there be such a good driver as you!"

(End of this chapter)