Travel through the 70s, marry the king of soldiers, and become the richest man with space

Saturday.

Mr. Lin arrived at the temporary office address in Shenzhen City.

"Xiangyang, where is Yuanzhou?"

"Chairman, why did you come back to China?"

"Isn't Yuanzhou with you?"

"No, Mr. Lin went to Beijing."

"Going to Beijing? Why?"

"He went to Beijing to visit Miss Song's husband's family."

Xiang Yang is Lin Yuanzhou's assistant and has a certain understanding of the Lin family's affairs.

"Did he say when he would be back?"

"Maybe next Tuesday or Wednesday. Mr. Lin still has a few factories to visit."

"You can buy us two tickets to Beijing now. Wenzhe and I will go directly there."

He also wanted to meet his only granddaughter.

"Grandpa, if you don't want to rest here for a day, call my dad first."

Lin Wenzhe also read the letter his father sent back. If he guessed correctly, his aunt was in danger.

"No need to rest, I'm not tired."

"Xiang Yang, write your phone number to Wen Zhe. You go buy the tickets and we'll make a call."

"Row."

After a while, the Yan family's phone in the Beijing compound rang.

"Hey, who are you looking for?"

The person who answered the phone was Pingping. An An also wanted to answer the phone, but he didn't win.

"Hello, kid, are you from the Yan family?"

"Yes."

"I'm looking for Lin Yuanzhou, is he there?"

"No, my uncle and grandfather have gone to the factory. Who are you?"

"I am your cousin, your uncle's grandpa's son."

"Hello, cousin, I'm Pingping."

"Hello Pingping."

"When your uncle and grandpa come back, can you help me tell him that I came to Beijing with my grandpa and ask him to pick us up at the airport."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Pingping called the clothing factory first, but couldn't find anyone, then called the electrical appliance factory.

"Hey, Pingping, I'm uncle grandpa."

"Uncle and grandpa, my cousin and his grandpa have come to Beijing. I want you to pick them up at the airport."

"what?"

Lin Yuanzhou felt bad.

The old man was too anxious, why did he come back directly without waiting for him to pick her up. He didn't even think of words and didn't know how to tell his old man what happened to his sister.

"Pingping, did your cousin say when they will get off the plane?"

"I'm sorry, uncle, I forgot to ask."

"It's ok."

They just made a phone call to prove that they were still in Shenzhen at this time.

You have to take a car to Guangshi first, and then you can take a plane. It should be around seven or eight in the evening when you land at Jingshi Airport.

"Uncle, is grandpa back?"

"Well, he and your cousin will arrive in Beijing in a few hours."

"I originally thought about going home and revealing the truth to the old man, but I didn't expect... that he might have guessed something."

"Uncle, I think you should tell grandpa directly. Hiding it is not a long-term solution. No matter how much you delay telling him, it will not change the fact that my mother has passed away."

"Those who have passed away cannot come back, and those who are alive must continue to move forward."

"Hey, I'm just afraid that the old man will be too excited when he hears it. After all, he is almost seventy."

Song Fuyu understood what his uncle was thinking.

After all, the three most painful things in a person's life are "the loss of a father in youth, the loss of a spouse in middle age, and the loss of a son in old age."

Grandpa has already experienced the first two pains. Now he returns to China in old age, and what awaits him is the news of the death of his only daughter...

After discussion, the uncle and nephew decided to ask the driver from the factory to pick him up and then tell his grandfather the truth when he got home.

After returning home, Song Fuyu could give the old man a few sips of spiritual spring water first, so that he would not collapse due to sudden sadness.

At a quarter past seven in the evening, the driver successfully picked up Mr. Lin and Lin Wenzhe.

"Young man, why didn't my son come?"

"Boss Lin is having a meeting with our factory director and couldn't leave for a while, so he sent me to pick you up."

The driver in the factory is a retired soldier, and he always speaks impeccably.

The content explained by the leader should be clearly explained to everyone one by one. If the leader fails to explain, it proves that it cannot be said. If you say too much, you will make mistakes.

Apart from what the old man and the others said, they didn't talk much on the way back to the yard near the school.

"Old sir, we've arrived at our destination."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, you should."

Hearing the horn sound at the door, Lin Yuanzhou went out to greet him first.

"Dad, are you tired from all the way here?"

"Fortunately, this old bone can still bear it."

Lin Yuanzhou helped the old man through the door.

"Is this the yard you rented in Beijing?"

"I'm just going to stay here for a few days. Why am I renting a yard? This is your granddaughter's home."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Fuyu and Yan Ziyuan, who were warming up food in the kitchen, hurriedly came out without even having time to dry their hands.

"Grandpa."

"Xixi!"

The old man looked at Song Fuyu's face that he had missed for more than twenty years, his hands trembled and his eyes gradually became blurry.

"Dad, you admitted your mistake."

"This is not Xixi, she is Xiaoyu, my little sister's daughter. She and my little sister are carved out of the same mold. I almost recognized her at first sight."

Lin Yuanzhou helped the old man sit down.

"Zi Yuan, go ahead and pour a glass of water for grandpa."

"it is good."

"Grandpa, you've had a hard time coming all the way here."

"Xi...no...Xiaoyu, can you come closer and let me take a look?"

"of course can."

Song Fuyu sat on the chair next to the old man.

"Like, you are really similar to your mother."

"When we went to Xiangjiang to say goodbye to her, Xixi was almost your age."

"Grandpa, drink a glass of water first."

She took the water glass brought by Yan Ziyuan and handed it to Mr. Lin.

"I forgot to introduce you, this is my husband."

"Hello, grandpa, I am Xiaoyu's lover Yan Ziyuan. You can just call me Ziyuan."

"Okay, hello, hello."

"Grandpa came in a hurry and didn't have time to prepare a meeting gift for you. I will make up for it tomorrow. Don't be angry with me, an old man."

"Grandpa, look at what you said. You are my biological grandfather, and your blood is in my body. I can't be angry with you even if I am angry with anyone."

"I don't need any gifts, as long as you are healthy and old."

"well."

"Grandpa, don't just hold the tea cup in your hand. Try to taste the tea made from our tea leaves."

"I can guarantee that it will taste much better than the tea you drink abroad."

"Okay, grandpa drinks."

Song Fuyu felt relieved when he saw his grandfather drank more than half of the glass of water.

At least the rest of the conversation was under control.