Ye Cheng

Lu Zhennan didn't know if it was because he was getting old, or because he was not in good health and his death was imminent. Recently, he often couldn't help doing things that he disdained when he was young.Just now, for example, he suddenly wanted to see how his son Lu Mingyuan was doing when he was alone at home. That kid always had a straight face when he was in the company, and his determination in doing things was no less than that of himself back then. .

Who is he, Lu Zhennan, he has always been the one who dares to think and do things, but he just wanted to see his son, so there was no hesitation, so he went.The house Lu Mingyuan lives in was prepared by his secretary for help. He also has a room card here. He didn't even need to knock on the door, just swiped the card and walked in with a cane. Because of the torment of the illness, he can no longer walk. Too neat.

Speaking of which, Lu Mingyuan's house is really messy enough, there are so many piles of messy things that you don't know what they are, when Lu Zhennan took a closer look, his face was not good, there were many cardboard boxes scattered scattered in the living room, some of which were covered with paper. There are still oil paintings hanging out, the kind that stick together after being broken.It just so happened that Lu Mingyuan came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and when he saw his father coming, he curled his lips and didn't think it was very strange.

"If you are so free, I can give you more work." Lu Zhennan's tone was as bad as ever.

"You've assigned me enough work." Lu Mingyuan carefully avoided the cardboard boxes and oil paintings in the living room, walked to the sofa to do it, and picked up a dry towel hanging on his shoulder to wipe his hair.

"It seems that there are not enough." Lu Zhennan picked up an oil painting with a crutch to look at it, and then threw it back with a look of disgust.

"Hmph, it's just my personal pastime, don't worry about it."

"It doesn't matter to you? It's a good idea. You should curse me to die early. If I live for a day, you don't want to have anything to do with that man." In Lu Mingyuan's eyes, even if he was already sick, Lu Zhennan was still a difficult person. To deal with the old stubborn.

"I'm not in a hurry, we are still young." It means that you don't have to rush to die, and it doesn't hurt much to live a few more years.

"Then you have to wait. I think I probably have many years to live."

"Then you'll just keep watching." Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that Lu Zhennan couldn't last much longer.

"Find a woman to marry, and then I don't care if you like men or women." Lu Zhennan had to compromise, because he couldn't live longer than Lu Mingyuan, he was about to die, but his only son was gay.

"This matter is not discussed."

"I don't even have a grandson. What do I want my son to do? I might as well donate it to the Red Cross. This amount of money is enough for them to sing praises for decades. I can be published in newspapers every year..." The more I thought about it, the more angry I became. The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became, but there was nothing he could do about Lu Mingyuan. Now Lu Zhennan also fell into the problem of broken thoughts. While beating the ground with a cane imposingly, he spoke sonorously, but no matter how imposing he was, no matter how sonorously forcefully, It can't change the fact that he is thinking about it.

"You can find a woman to be a surrogate at most, you can make up your own mind." This was Lu Mingyuan's last concession, because he was not sure how many years this old man would live, and he was not sure if he really had the patience to wait until his death that day.

"Surrogate pregnancy? Then let that man raise it with you? Can a normal child be raised in such a deformed environment? Huh?" The old man was very angry, and the crutches hit the ground harder, and the residents downstairs didn't know at the moment at home.

"Tsk, why can't I raise them? Otherwise, if I find a woman to marry, and then find a lover outside, I will be able to raise a normal child? I didn't have anyone to raise me when I was young, so I can still live well." Lu Mingyuan He didn't take this stubborn old man very seriously. He looked like he was very skilled in the company, but in fact he had a tendon in his head, and he couldn't get around it.

"You're applauding too! What a fart!" Lu Zhennan finally hopped his feet, stood up and yelled, and then went out the door with a cane in his hand. Looking at his vigorous and tough figure, Lu Mingyuan was a little uncertain again. No, this old guy really has many years to live.

Lu Mingyuan hadn't shown his face in front of Ye Cheng for a long time since he sent a dozen photos last time, and he and Lu Zhennan couldn't reach a consensus for a long time.And he also knew that Ye Cheng hadn't been in a good mood recently, it was best to let him take it easy at this time, and by the way, deal with things on his side as soon as possible.

Although the Lu family has been managed quite well by Lu Zhennan, this does not mean that Lu Mingyuan can easily take over. Most of the generals under Lu Zhennan are old backbones who have followed him for many years. He is still not very familiar with the business of the head office, but he must try to avoid making mistakes, otherwise he will easily be underestimated.

Now that Lu Zhennan is still alive, the Lu family must be very peaceful, but when Lu Zhennan dies suddenly, Lu Mingyuan must suppress these old foxes, otherwise the Lu family will be in chaos.If a company is in chaos, it is easy for outsiders to take advantage of it. Shopping malls are always cruel like battlefields, and no one will be soft on you.

As for what Lu Zhennan has been talking about all day lately, about donating the company to the Red Cross, Lu Mingyuan gradually realized that he was speaking out of anger, and that this old guy would be willing to give up.However, Lu Mingyuan didn't dare to disobey Lu Zhennan too much, he was worried that if he was offended, the old man would attack Ye Cheng.

As for Ye Cheng, shortly after his teacher, Professor Han, made the decision to send the painting, Mr. Zhong asked Lao Zhang to bring a message, saying that it was to give Ye Cheng time to go to City C, which is the city where Mr. Zhong lives now. Once there, the old man wants to give advice to the young people.

Isn't this robbing other people's apprentices in disguise?Professor Han was very dissatisfied: "I said, Lao Zhang, why are you all so virtuous in your litter? First grab my painting and then my apprentice, and treat me, Lao Han, as a dead man?"

"Oh, old Han, don't say it so ugly, we have been friends for decades. Isn't the old man just a whim, you say this old man, he is old, we just want him to be happy After the next few years, you say, he is already at this age, how many more years can he be happy?"

"Don't follow me like this. You say that every year. If you don't live well every year, you might live longer than me." He is an old Taishan respected by everyone in the industry, and Professor Han can't really talk to him. This is true, and if Ye Cheng learns from him for a year or so, it will be very helpful to his future personal development.He just felt unbalanced in his heart, saying that the old man won't live for a few years, we have to let him go, but Professor Han himself has retired, once this person gets old, who knows how many years he can live?

"Bah, bah, Crow's mouth, your apprentice is still young and ignorant at 27, we are now in our prime, the best time in our life..."

In short, no matter how much Professor Han complained, he finally told Ye Cheng about it, and asked him to live in C City for a while, and follow Mr. Zhong. If he could really learn something, it would be Ye Cheng's personal fortune. If you find something, it's like plating your name with gold, and it's easy to use in the circle.So speaking of it, this is really a good deal that can make a profit without losing money, and Professor Han can't be so cruel to push away such a good opportunity for his apprentice.

Ye Cheng knew that Professor Han was helping him with the plan, so he didn't have any objections. He packed up his things a little, told Ye Ping and the others, and then went to City C.It just so happened that old man Wu's house was still vacant, so he planned to live in that old alley this time he went there.

Sitting alone on the train, it's not that Ye Cheng doesn't miss those young days. In his memory, every time he takes the train, there are two people. That person always follows him closely, and he has to follow him everywhere. It doesn't feel troublesome, it seems that there must be someone to follow, so that I feel at ease in my heart.

In the eyes of others, Lu Mingyuan is dependent on him. Almost everyone thinks that he is very capable and strong. Even if he and Lu Mingyuan do everything together, everyone will still think that the little family is dependent on Ye Cheng. hold up.

This kind of statement is really unfair. Lu Mingyuan has never done less work than himself. Only Ye Cheng knows how important he is to that family.They didn't know how they depended on Lu Mingyuan. With someone by their side who always followed, agreed with, and supported unconditionally, it was impossible for Ye Cheng not to be addicted.

That person seems to have been by my side from the very beginning of life, and to me, he is closer than Ye Ping.Those years of wandering were not at all as literary and romantic as Ye Ping's blog. They were just a person with an empty heart, boundless self-exile, but no matter where he went, loneliness and regrets always followed him.

Then, Ye Li was born, old man Wu passed away, Tan Xiaosong got married, Ye Ping and Zhong Wanli got together, but Ye Cheng suddenly found that he was still in the same place.

Ye Cheng found that there are so many people in this world, a person is like a grain of sand, so insignificant, whether you are happy, sad, infatuated or desperate, it is so insignificant, the sun still rises and sets every day, the grass and trees It still happens every year.

How can a person compare with this world?Just like the weeds on the side of the road, no matter how unwilling you are, they will always wither when autumn comes.So he also tried hard to start a new life, just like a weed, following the instinct of life, trying to make himself grow more lush.

It's a pity that he still thinks of life too simply. It seems that even if it is a grass, it is not an easy task to live safely until the arrival of autumn.

After arriving in City C, Ye Cheng would set up a shoe repair booth every morning. Old man Wu's shoe repair tools were still there. Ye Cheng hadn't used them for many years, so it was inevitable that he would be a little unfamiliar at the beginning.

In the past two years, there have been fewer and fewer masters repairing shoes in the city. In the past few years, the economy has developed rapidly, and everyone has started to have money. There are fewer and fewer people repairing shoes, and the business is poor. Not enough to support their families, many people have given up this craft, and now, some urbanites have problems with their shoes, but they can't find a shoe repair stand anyway.

Old man Wu's shoe repair stall has been in this alley for decades. People in many neighborhoods here know it. At this time, Ye Cheng reopened the stall, and the nearby residents gradually came over. The news The more it spread, the more business it started.

Mr. Zhong is not as famous as Ye Cheng imagined, his own home is not too far from the alley where Ye Cheng lives now, since Ye Cheng lives here, he will not let Ye Cheng always bring tools and materials here It's troublesome to move, so why not, when he has time, he rides his old man's electric tricycle through the streets and alleys to the shoe repair stall.

At the beginning, Mr. Zhong didn't teach Ye Cheng how to paint, and most of the time he just chatted, probably all about his ideas and understanding of painting.Later, Mr. Zhong probably felt that Ye Cheng was not bad, so he slowly expanded the topic. Sometimes when he got interested in talking, he would draw simple works by himself based on the materials Ye Cheng prepared.

Mr. Zhong has been playing with oil paint for decades. Once he got started with these things, he is more familiar with them than when Mr. Wu was repairing shoes. Painting a simple work is as simple and casual as a child's pile of sand.However, Mr. Zhong said that this is nothing special, that is, practice makes perfect. If you can’t improve your level, it doesn’t make sense to paint quickly or easily. Anyway, he has been like this in his life, and he hopes that the younger generation will be more promising.

Both repairing shoes and painting went smoothly, but what made Ye Cheng feel sad was that this old residential area was finally going to be demolished.I heard from the left and right neighbors that it was said that it was going to be demolished a few years ago, but it has never been demolished. I heard that this time it will not be possible to escape. Those who live in this area have to take money or houses, anyway, they have to leave.

The official documents haven't come down yet, but the news should be reliable. Ye Cheng doesn't know when this old alley will be demolished, one month or two. He only knows that the house will be gone. At the time, old man Wu He also confessed that he would give half of it to Lu Mingyuan.