Yan Shao V587: Discipline the little runaway wife

"Old man, as long as you like it, don't worry! Dean Li will arrange everything for you." Yan Yuan said patiently.

"But...can I come two days later?" the old man asked in confusion.

"Is there anything else you need to do when you go back? Don't you have no family?" Yan Yuan's face darkened.

"I really don't have a family, and I have to go back to get some important things." The old man tried his best to explain, for fear that Yan Yuan might misunderstand something.

"I will accompany you back to get it now, and I am sending you back."

"Would it be too much trouble for you, child, it is already my blessing that I met you today."

"It's okay, let's go back and get our things now."

Before Yan Yuan left, he asked Dean Li to clean up a room for the old man and call him if there was anything missing.

On the way back to fetch things with the old man, Yan Yuan knew that the old man's name was Wang Yuanchao, he didn't have a wife and no children, so he lived alone, he didn't have any serious diseases, but his leg was injured, which made it difficult to walk.

The old man has been watching Yan Yuan from behind, and he can see that Yan Yuan is a rich man, he behaves well, and he handles things swiftly and resolutely without dragging his feet.

Yan Yuan thinks that the old man's home should be a dilapidated house, even without windows, or with bare walls. In his mind, the old man who picks up rags should live in such an environment. To his surprise, the old man's home is a dilapidated house , that is, the houses that are about to be demolished, most of which are half demolished.

Yan Yuan's footsteps froze, looking at everything in front of him, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes today, he might think it was a lie if someone told him about it, now such a bustling street scene, there is still an embarrassing corner that has not been discovered by people.

He watched the old man walking in, but he was worried, so he had to follow. The old man was in a corner of the house, covered with worn tiles and some raincloths. It was the roof of the house. There was a broken quilt underneath, dirty Cotton was exposed in a mess, Yan Yuan's eyes could be described as dirty, messy, poor.

Without a trace of fear, the old man skilfully rummaged through a bag that the old man thought was better. The old man held it tightly in his hand. After watching for a while, the old man thought of the place where he thought he was home, and he could bid farewell to all this immediately.

Yan Yuan can feel that the old man is reluctant to part with this place. Although he doesn't know how long the old man has lived in such an environment, he will definitely have feelings. This is the only place where the old man can shelter from the wind and rain.

"Old man, is there anything else you haven't taken?" Yan Yuan stepped forward and asked respectfully.

"Son, do you know what this place means to me? Maybe it means nothing to you." The old man replied with emotion.

"I can somewhat understand that you are not a place here, not a scene."

"Yes! You are right, this used to be the home of my first love girlfriend." The old man narrated nostalgicly.

"Oh, then... where did she go now?" Yan Yuan wanted to know.

"She has passed away. It seems that she died of illness. I only found out later."

Yan Yuan was shocked. An old man has a lot of feelings, and he still misses his ex-girlfriend. Today's young people don't miss their past lovers. There are too few people who stick to each other forever.

The old man was sitting in the car holding his dirty bag, holding it tightly in his arms, as if the bag would run away with his legs, Yan Yuan couldn't say anything, so he had to let the old man, as long as he was happy, Yan Yuan guessed , There must be something good in the bag, the old man will be reluctant to put it down.

Yan Yuan saw a restaurant just outside, he had forgotten his image, many people looked at him and the old man strangely, the door of the restaurant was revolving, Yan Yuan helped the old man in, the old man looked at everything in the restaurant in shock, stood At the door, I dare not move a step away.

Yan Yuan couldn't understand why the old man stopped, "What's wrong? Are you tired?"

"No, my child's place is too clean, I'll make it dirty." The old man said very well, don't look at him as a scavenger.

Yan Yuan smiled, "It's okay, I'll take it."

While speaking, the doorman walked up to Yan Yuan's side, looked at the old man with messy clothes, looked at Yan Yuan's cheek with a disgusted look, and greeted him with a smile.

"Sir, are you together?" The doorman asked in a somewhat haughty tone.

"Yes, what's the problem?" Yan Yuan asked coldly.

"You can, but this one probably can't."

"why?"

"There are regulations in our restaurant that those with disheveled clothes are not allowed to enter, which will affect other people's dining."

"Go away."

Yan Yuan ignored the doorman's face and helped the old man to walk inside. The doorman saw that Yan Yuan was very domineering and tried to stop him. Yan Yuan asked the old man to stand still and gave the doorman an angry look.

"I have to go in. If you don't agree, you can call your manager over."

"Can anyone see our manager? I have already said that those with disheveled clothes are not allowed to enter." The doorman called out forcefully.

The old man walked in front of Yan Yuan slowly, "Son, let's leave, don't make things difficult for him."

"Old man, just listen to me, don't worry if you're really fine."

Yan Yuan's mood was like a sudden eruption of a volcano, and his face was particularly hot. It was such an old man. Yan Yuan wanted to do his best to let the old man have a good meal before he entered the nursing home. Is it so difficult?
Yan Yuan took out his mobile phone and called the manager of the restaurant, "Come out in a minute, I'll wait for you at the door of the restaurant."

Soon, the manager came down from upstairs, his legs and feet seemed to be a little out of control, and he staggered to Yan Yuan, and looked at the doorman respectfully and solemnly.

"Mr. Yan, you...why are you here?"

"I brought someone over for dinner, but he stopped me and refused to let me in." Yan Yuan's voice was extremely cold.

"What's the matter? You dare to stop Mr. Yan's guests, and you don't have to come to work tomorrow." The manager angrily scolded the doorman.

Although the door boy had never met Yan Yuan, he had heard about Yan Yuan's deeds long ago. He was cruel and ruthless. Regardless of his wealth and background, he was a symbol of the imperial capital. No one dared to offend the master.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, Mr. Yan, I really didn't know it was you." The doorman apologized in panic.

"You will grow old one day, so don't look at people with colored eyes in the future, but there is nothing wrong with what you did. After all, there are rules and regulations in the restaurant. You should stay and work hard." Yan Yuan's attitude was much more relaxed than before.

He continued: "Manager, from tomorrow onwards, add a rule to the restaurant's rules and regulations. All lonely elderly people can eat in the restaurant for free, and a private room will be specially set aside to entertain these elderly people."

"Understood, Mr. Yan, I will start to do it in a while."

"Okay, is there still a private room?"

"Yes, yes... I will take you there."

The manager took Yan Yuan and the old man to a private room, "Mr. Yan, what do you two order?"

"It's enough for us to eat. Make some special dishes suitable for the elderly."

The old man saw everything just now in his eyes. He was sincerely treating himself well. Now it is not easy for such a promising young man to be so benevolent and responsible. Many young people will not care about these old guys of.

"Son, do you know the boss here?"

"Boss? Well, yes, I know you, what's the matter?"

"Say sorry to him for me, for causing him trouble, I, a bad old man, is dying, and causing trouble."

"Old man, you still have to live for a few more decades. If life is better in today's society, don't you want to live well?"

"Living will also drag others down, so it's better to die early."

Yan Yuan accompanied the old man to have a happy meal. For the old man, it was probably the best meal. The old man took out a wad of money from his pocket, all of which were worth one yuan, and the largest was five yuan. Money, and a lot of fifty-cent notes that Yan Yuan had never seen before were placed in front of him.

"Son, I only have so much money, it's definitely not enough to eat this meal, how much is my heart."

Yan Yuan was stunned. He always signs checks, and his wallet is full of bank cards. Even if there is a need for cash, it is always a hundred banknotes. The old man... holding these money and wanting to give it to him, he has mixed feelings in his heart .

"Old man, someone has given the money, so we don't need to take care of it."

"No, the boss you know must have lost money. We dare not owe favors. Listen to me and send the money over."

"I'll give the money later, we don't owe favors, let's go back now."

Yan Yuan helped the old man to the white bar. The manager didn't dare to leave. Seeing this, he walked over and was puzzled. He was about to say something, but Yan Yuan's eyes forced him to swallow the words. Yan Yuan took out a piece of paper. One hundred yuan, put it on the bar counter.

"The money is here, let's go."

The manager sent Yan Yuan away suspiciously, and watched him leave with the old man at the door of the restaurant.

Yan Yuan specially paid 100 yuan. He already knows that the old man is a frank and principled person. If Yan Yuan chooses to swipe away, the old man will definitely ask how much it is. After paying 100 yuan himself, the old man will eat with peace of mind. Although he won't know how expensive the meal is.

Yan Yuan looked at the room arranged for the elderly in the nursing home, and was very satisfied. Although the room was not big, it was very cozy. At least it was better than the open-air dilapidated house. Play chess with other old people.

"Old man, I have to go back. My wife is still in the hospital. I have to pick her up." Yan Yuan said goodbye to the old man.

"Son, this is a badge awarded to me by the country for my first-class meritorious service when I was a soldier. Now I give it to you as a souvenir." The old man handed Yan Yuan a delicate small box.

Yan Yuan slowly opened the small box, it was really a badge, the old man turned out to be a soldier, Yan Yuan knew very well what a military medal means to an old man, how could he afford such a precious thing.

"Old man, I can't accept it. This is your military medal."

"I know, you have to accept it. If you don't accept it, I won't live here anymore. I'm already old, and I won't be able to take it into the coffin after I die. Why don't I give it to you as a souvenir? It's also considered to be in the coffin." You and I didn’t get to know each other in vain.” The old man said honestly.

Yan Yuan was so touched that he didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment. He never expected that in just one afternoon, the old man would treat himself as a confidant, friend, and even the most trusted person, and would give all his most precious things to him. for yourself.

Now Yan Yuan can understand how great Yu Shengge is. No wonder the old people here like her because Yu Shengge is kind to the old people, and the old people also regard Yu Shengge as their own child. The most precious thing is to make people trust and feel at ease. best of all.

Through the reversing mirror, Yan Yuan saw the old man's reluctance to him. The old man must think that there is no chance to see him again. Yan Yuan secretly vowed in his heart that he will come again. As long as he has time, he will definitely be with Yu Shengge Let's visit these lonely old people together.