Door-to-door dragon son-in-law

Upon hearing that Ye Zhongquan wanted to stay in Jinling for longer, the person who was most happy was Ye Chen’s foreign security officer Qishan.

He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Brother Ye, why don't you just live at home? There are still empty rooms at home. We can drink, reminisce and chat about family matters when we are free."

Ye Zhongquan said, "Brother An, I won't live at home anymore. It's too disturbing. It's more convenient to live at Buckingham Palace. If you want to have a drink and chat about the past, I can come over anytime. The journey is not far and the transportation is convenient."

An Qishan wanted to persuade him, but Ye Chen said directly: "Grandpa, I asked Lao Chen to buy back all the villas in Champs Elysees. Except for the one next door, which I occasionally use, the others are all empty. I asked Hong Wu to arrange for someone to prepare a set for you. It happens that Hong Wu spends most of his time at the foot of the mountain, so I asked him to come and take care of your daily life. If you want to live in the city, let Hong Wu take you there directly."

Ye Zhongquan smiled and said, "Okay, okay, this is more convenient! Since tomorrow's press conference is at Buckingham Palace, I will stay at Buckingham Palace tonight and move here after the press conference. The environment here is good and much quieter than Yanjing. Chen'er, just ask Hong Wu to drive me a car. You don't have to take care of my daily life. I am in good health now and can live alone."

An Qishan at the side couldn't help but ask him: "Brother Ye, why didn't you bring one or two children with you to take care of when you came to Jinling this time?"

Ye Zhongquan looked at Ye Chen, and then said to An Qishan: "I'm not afraid of being laughed at by you all, but when the Wanlong Palace attacked Ye Ling Mountain, none of the Ye family's descendants had any backbone except Chen'er. They were all cowards who were afraid of death. Later, Chen'er subdued the Wan Pojun Army, so he made them all live in Ye Ling Mountain to mourn for the ancestor of the Ye family."

An Qishan's jaw dropped, and he blurted out, "All gone?"

"Yes." Ye Zhongquan smiled awkwardly, "My son, daughter, grandson, and those relatives with the surname Ye are all gone. Except for my daughter who was specially allowed by Chen'er to take care of my food and daily life in Yanjing, no one else can leave Yeling Mountain within three years without Chen'er's permission."

An Qishan widened his eyes and glanced at Ye Chen subconsciously. Seeing Ye Chen's indifferent expression, as if what he said had nothing to do with him, he tentatively asked Ye Zhongquan: "Brother Ye, with so many people in Yeling Mountain, the business of the Ye family should be greatly affected, right?"

Hearing An Qishan's question, Ye Zhongquan smiled awkwardly and said, "This is where the shame lies. After these people handed over the business, they handed it over to professional managers according to Chen'er's wishes. There are strict performance evaluations and reward and punishment standards for these professional managers. As a result, the original business scale and profit margin have continued to rise, and costs have also been reduced a lot. Although the salaries of those professional managers are also very high, they are much lower than the salaries and benefits that the Ye family gives to their own people. It is equivalent to reducing costs and increasing efficiency, so it is good for those people to stay in Yeling Mountain."

An Qishan didn't expect this answer. He smiled helplessly and said, "Sometimes, we are indeed negligent in managing and restraining our own people. This is also a chronic problem faced by many families."

Ye Zhongquan smiled and said, "I figured it out later. My family members don't have the ability to do this, so let them just sit back and enjoy the results. They don't have to stay in their original positions and do nothing. Instead, they can give up their positions to capable people, and they only need to sacrifice a portion of their dividends. If capable people can increase their income base, they don't have to work, but can earn more."

An Qishan nodded in agreement and said, "This is also a good way to solve the problem."

Ye Zhongquan smiled and said, "I have now let it go. Although the Ye family is not as big as the An family, it has already enabled all the Ye family members and the Ye family's relatives and backbones to achieve financial freedom. As long as they manage the money in their hands well, they will have a life of luxury. Therefore, the Ye family does not need to bear any excessive responsibilities and burdens for them now."

As he spoke, he looked at Ye Chen and said very seriously: "Chen'er, all the assets of the Ye family today will be your funds for fighting against the Poqing Society in the future. Just go ahead and do it. Even if the assets of the Ye family are exhausted one day, you don't need to be responsible to anyone, and you don't need to have any psychological burden."

Ye Chen nodded slightly. Although he didn't need to use any resources of the Ye family now, he couldn't help but feel touched by the old man's words.

Foreign security guard Qishan couldn't help but sighed: "Chen'er, my attitude is the same as your grandfather's. All the resources of the An family are at your disposal!"

At a family dinner, everyone was toasting each other, and the two old people, who had broken through the barriers of many years, became happier and happier.

However, sometimes the topic would involuntarily turn to Ye Chen's parents, and the two old people would often have red eyes.

Ye Chen felt relieved. After all, this meant that there would no longer be any conflicts or rifts between the two families in the future. His parents had always had a very good relationship when they were alive. If their spirits in heaven saw the two old people put aside their past grudges, they would certainly be happy.

After eating and drinking, Ye Zhongquan chatted with Ye Chen’s grandparents for a long time before he stood up and said goodbye with some apology.

Ye Chen asked Hong Wu to drive and first sent Ye Zhongquan to Buckingham Palace, and then he returned home.

Tomorrow's press conference is scheduled for the afternoon. In the morning, the two old men and Ye Chen's three uncles will meet with He Yuanjiang and his wife who have returned from their honeymoon to sort out the process and outline of the press conference to ensure that the press conference in the afternoon will be foolproof.

At night, Ye Chen couldn't fall asleep for a long time. Listening to Xiao Churan's slow and quiet breathing beside him, he knew that she had fallen asleep.

Ye Chen was still thinking about what his grandmother had said to him.

Although he had never thought about having a child, his grandmother's words planted a seed in his heart.

The inheritance of bloodline has implicitly placed a huge and unshirkable responsibility on his shoulders. He has the responsibility to ensure that the bloodline left by his parents continues to be passed on.

People will always die, the difference is that when some people die, the bloodline that has been passed down from the Homo sapiens era is cut off in their body, but some people continue this bloodline;

There are eight billion people alive in this world today, and there are eight billion hot bloodlines. Among these bloodlines, there must be some that can continue for thousands or tens of thousands of years, or even until the last moment of human extinction. And there must be some that will die when the second hand points to any grid, perhaps the last second, perhaps this second, or perhaps the next second.

Ye Chen cannot guarantee how long his bloodline can continue in the future, but he realizes that he always has to hand over the baton at a certain stage to complete the inheritance of his bloodline to the next generation. Life is a relay race. When people on other tracks are passing the baton, the one who runs the entire course silently is destined to be lonely all his life.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh at himself. In the past twenty years, all he thought about was revenge for his parents. He never thought about what kind of life he should live. In the years of marriage with Xiao Churan, he first persisted with the inferiority complex of being a loser marrying into the family and the mutual respect between the two, and then continued with the guilt of concealing his identity and the unchanging respect between the two.

This continuation is like a rocket launched into outer space. You don't have to pay attention to it. It will keep flying at a constant speed in space without turning or slowing down. It is as smooth as the electrocardiogram of a dead person.

And Ye Chen was really a little scared at this moment.

He was afraid that if he failed to defeat Wu Feiyan and was killed by Wu Feiyan, his parents' bloodline would be cut off. How would he face his parents' spirits in heaven?

With this thought, he couldn't help but turn around, looking at Xiao Churan who was sleeping beside him, and asked softly: "Wife, how about... let's consider having a child."

Ye Chen only whispered softly, never thinking that Xiao Churan could hear it, but Xiao Churan closed her eyes and said dazedly: "Husband...recently...recently I've been really...so busy...or...or let's wait two years to have a baby..."

Ye Chen was startled by her voice. After listening carefully, he found that she was probably talking in her sleep. Sometimes people can hardly distinguish between dreams and reality. If she happens to dream about someone in her dream, and that person asks her questions in her ear in reality, she will directly bring them into the dream and answer incoherently.

Ye Chen also guessed that he should be in Xiao Churan’s dream at this moment, but he didn’t know whether her answer was sincere or perfunctory.

But he didn't really want to ask, so he looked at Xiao Churan gently and said softly: "It's okay, I still have a lot of things to do, you can think about it slowly."

Xiao Churan seemed to have heard his words as well. She chuckled and murmured coquettishly, "Thank you, husband, for your understanding. My husband is the best..."

……

At this moment, in a Buddhist residence on Mount Putuo.

A woman with extraordinary temperament was sitting quietly in the yard, gazing at the stars.

The weather dropped suddenly today. The cold wind from the north dispersed the clouds in the sky, and the whole sky was full of twinkling stars, which was fascinating.

This woman is Ye Chen’s mother, An Chengxi.

Although Mount Putuo is located further south, the damp and cold weather is particularly unbearable. However, An Chengxi was only wearing a thin robe, with his arms clasped across his chest, looking up at the sky, his beautiful eyes shining under the starry sky.

Sister Sun came out of the left wing holding a coat, put the coat on An Chengxi's shoulders, and said, "Madam, it's too late, you should rest."

An Chengxi's eyes were sparkling with tears.

She didn't let the tears flow, but smiled and said, "Sister Sun, my father-in-law met with my parents today, and Chen'er was also there. I think they should have reconciled their past grudges."

Sister Sun nodded and said respectfully and distressedly, "Madam, your father has hated your father-in-law for so many years, but now they finally understand each other. This is a good thing for both him and your father-in-law. If he and his family knew that you were still alive one day, they would definitely be happier."

An Chengxi shook his head, sighed, and whispered softly: "It's different. My parents will be extremely happy, but my father-in-law will probably be more lonely. After all, Changying will never come back, and he originally had my parents, two people who also sent off the young and shared the same fate. Once I go back, he will be the only one. This is too cruel for him, an old man who is nearly 80 years old..."