After the breakup they all cried and wanted to chase me

The 24th of the twelfth lunar month is the time to welcome the God of Wealth.

Qiao Luo pushed a bunch of dinners inside and outside the circle, took two changes of clothes and went back to Cheng's old house.

The weather this year is colder than previous years. Many people are still wearing down jackets, with their hands in their pockets, busy.

Qiao Luo got out of the car and took off the mask first after entering the door. The yard of Mr. Cheng was lively and lively, and a few juniors were playing cards in the outer hall.There was a "jingling" sound in the kitchen, it was Mrs. Zhang who was cooking.

When the cousins ​​of the Cheng family saw Qiao Luo, they greeted Qiao Luo a few times, with indifferent expressions, not negligent, nor friendly, and then turned their heads to continue playing cards.

Cheng Lin didn't play cards, he was hanging out on the sofa with his legs crossed, watching the crowd of people in the room smothered in smoke, unable to lift his spirits.When he saw Qiao Luo, he brightened his eyes and beckoned Qiao Luo to sit down.

Qiao Luo took off his coat, looked up, and asked in a low voice, "Where's Grandpa?"

"Hiding away. By the end of the year, there have been no people here. The old man is not willing to deal with all kinds of begging for favors, and he has never seen them." Cheng Lin's tone was not very good.

"Then this group of people?" Qiao Luo glanced at the cousins.

"They were all sent here to curry favor with the old man. They were all having fun outside, couldn't stay idle, and started the game here." Cheng Lin said disdainfully, but didn't stop him.

At his age, Mr. Cheng likes his grandchildren to come and join him. The outer hall is so lively and messy. Even if the old man doesn't like these foolish tricks, he still wants them to come and sit for a while.

Qiao Luo understood the meaning, said "Oh", and said to Cheng Lin, "Then you sit down, and I'll go upstairs to see Grandpa."

"Wait, Luo Luo." Cheng Lin gave Qiao Luo a hand, and said in a low voice, "Dong Sheng and I have a small investment, and the information will be delivered in the afternoon. Can you take a look at it for me later?"

Some of the investments that Cheng Lin mentioned were activities that should not be brought up on the stage. It was fine for them to make a fuss, but it was hard to find someone who didn't know the basics to look at.

Qiao Luo majored in finance. When he was in college, he was not outstanding at school, and his grades were mediocre. Only Cheng Lin knew how keen he was on those data.At the very least, it's much better than the planner hired by their Cheng family with a high salary.

Hearing Dong Sheng's name, Qiao Luo frowned imperceptibly, the expression was so fleeting that Cheng Lin didn't notice it.Qiao Luo was silent for a moment, then smiled good-naturedly: "Then wait a while in the afternoon, I have to accompany grandpa to buy new year's goods."

Cheng Lin chuckled, and gestured to him, "You are busy with your work, don't worry, I'll let you know first."

Qiao Luo came back this trip and brought two antiques to the old man. They were inconspicuous in appearance and didn't cost too much money, just looking at them as a rarity.

He put away his things, walked lightly to the second floor, and ran to the balcony where Mr. Cheng loved to bask in the sun.

The old man squatted on the balcony to feed the cat. The cat he fed was fat and fat, and it was an ordinary Chinese garden cat.Speaking of which, it was still a rainy day, and Qiao Luo picked it up in the rain.

"I'm free this year." Hearing the sound, Old Master Cheng stroked the cat's fur playfully and muttered to himself without raising his head.

Qiao Luo smiled and said flatteringly, "I'm free, I'm free, I put off all the social gatherings these days, and went home to celebrate the New Year."

"Hmph, I didn't have many social gatherings in the past, and I haven't seen you come back so early." Mr. Cheng didn't believe Qiao Luo's witty words at all, and still kept a straight face.

Qiao Luo knew that the old man was not really angry with him.In the past years when Shen Xing was around, he always stayed with Shen Xing for a long time, and he would go back to Cheng's house during the Chinese New Year, but he didn't come back until the first day of the [-]th day, and he rarely ran home so early.

Qiao Luo didn't dare to turn back when he heard the old man complaining. He squatted beside the old man, rolled up his sleeves, and went to hug the cat.

The fat cat on the window sill has good ears and has been meowing at Qiao Luo for a long time.

Qiao Luo patted the fat cat's head, smiled slightly, raised his eyes and said flatteringly: "Grandpa's food is better, it was only so big when I picked it up, and I can hardly hold it now. "

Mr. Cheng likes to hear this.

"If the food is good, I will come back often. Nowhere is as comfortable as at home."

Qiao Luo hurriedly responded, and said, "This time I only started work on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, and I spent most of my time at home."

Old Master Cheng was overjoyed, and was thinking about asking Mrs. Zhang to cook more of Qiao Luo's favorite dishes in the next few days.

He pointed to the side in a blink of an eye, "It just so happens that you are here, these flowers and plants should be cleaned up by themselves, there are a few delicate ones that have not been fed, you can watch and clean them up."

Qiao Luo nodded hurriedly, put down the cat on her arm, took the tools on the balcony, and started working.

The old man was sitting on a small bench, smiling rarely, and chatting with Qiao Luo.

"I heard from Cheng Lin that you made a few small investments for him."

Qiao Luo was stunned for a moment, not sure why the old man mentioned this matter, and said honestly: "There is such a thing."

"Cheng Lin has a long way to go. It's not bad for you to follow him and meet more people. What about in the future? What are your plans?" Old Master Cheng asked seriously.

Qiao Luo knew that the old man was asking him if he wanted to change careers.With their family background, the old man is not happy for Qiao Luo to go out to film.

Qiao Luo thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'm quite comfortable filming for now, after that... I have some spare money in my hand, it's not bad for investing, starting a small company."

"It's not very demanding." Old Master Cheng snorted, his face downcast.

Qiao Luo rubbed her nose and smiled apologetically, "I'm fine like this. I don't have many work arrangements for next year. I have signed a few newcomers in the studio. Wang Nan and the others are watching, so I can spare some time and spend more time at home. You take a break, don't you?"

What Qiao Luo said was to avoid the important and take the light, and Mr. Cheng simply understood, "Luo Luo, tell me, you don't have any plans like this, how many years can you fool around?"

Qiao Luo stopped smiling, her expression was a little stiff.

The old man knocked against the corner and pointed to the downstairs, "Look at your brothers, and then at you. I'm still here, and you've become half outsiders of the Cheng family. When I'm gone, you and them, It’s not a circle of people.”

What the old man likes the most is Qiao Luo's sensibility. Sometimes he is angry, and he is also irritated by his sensibility. Qiao Luo sees too thoroughly, and is kind to everyone, but he doesn't feel sorry for himself.

Old Master Cheng was really worried. He was still alive and could still protect Qiao Luo. When he left, with those short-sighted uncles, Qiao Luo would probably have difficulty getting through the gate of Cheng's house.

Qiao Luo carefully cut the small leaves of the poinsettia, with her head drooping, she said in a normal tone, "Why do I have the same knowledge as them? I'm not in the same circle. I can't play the tricks they play."

Old Master Cheng got angry and scolded: "Your uncles have shallow eyelids. They made such a fuss a few years ago and forced you to go out alone. Have you ever thought that you have worked so hard all your life, and in the end, you will work so hard , probably not as good as the brothers downstairs who are just eating and waiting to die."

Qiao Luo cleaned the potted plants with lowered eyes, paused slightly, and then smiled: "Grandpa, I'm not so disappointing."

Old Master Cheng sighed, stood up, and walked to the leftmost window, "Come here."

Qiao Luo didn't know what the old man meant, so he put down his tools and approached there.

"Look outside and tell me, what did you see?" the old man asked him.

Qiao Luo followed the old man's gaze, and there was a very long street outside, lying in the center of his sight.

Behind the street is a large garden, which is beautifully maintained, and behind it are rows of courtyard houses.

In front of the street, there are small shops selling antiques and jade, winding to the quaint bar street.In the distance, across a river, there are many high-end residential areas. Over there is a well-known wealthy area, which looks very chic.

Qiao Luo searched for the meaning of the old man, and said frankly: "There is a street there."

"Well, what else?" The old man continued to ask.

Qiao Luo hesitated and said, "Two different buildings, the courtyard behind it, and the front..."

In the middle of his speech, he suddenly stopped speaking and understood.

The old man beat him.

Let’s just say that the courtyards in the back are unremarkable, and the cars parked in front of them are also ordinary, but the row of license plates can be seen, and none of them are light weight.The people inside and outside the door are even more precious.

Looking at the high-end neighborhoods in front, they are well-built and stately, rich and noble inside and out, maybe you don’t even have the qualifications to visit these courtyard houses in the back.

This is class.

A class in the front and a class in the back are obviously in the same area, only separated by a street, but it is a hurdle that several generations cannot pass.

Qiao Luo stared blankly, her fingers retracted into her pockets, and she grasped the corners of the clothes vaguely.

Seeing that he had stopped talking, the old man told him.

"Luo Luo, look, the community in front has blocked the way for ordinary people for several lifetimes. How many years will it take you to live there by yourself? How many years are you going to use to pry open the door of the courtyard behind? "

Qiao Luo stared outside, didn't answer, and looked very quiet.

The people living in the community in front are all extremely wealthy, let alone the small courtyard where Mr. Cheng lives.

The world is different, but the case.And he struggled all his life, to put it bluntly, he might not even be able to live in the neighborhood in front of him.

Qiao Luo understood the truth, but Qiao Luo didn't want to bother anymore.The old man is getting old, and he has only enjoyed the blessings for a few years. He thinks this is good. The family is lively and lively, and the surface is friendly. The old man is willing to gather around him with his grandchildren. Why bother to turn against the family for him.

Qiao Luo finally smiled, "I want to make a breakthrough by myself. If I can't, isn't there Cheng Lin? Cheng Lin will always take care of me."

Mr. Cheng knocked the old cigarette stick in his hand against the wall, "Why do you think Cheng Lin came to you for those investments?"

Qiao Luo was stunned, "Grandpa, is it you?"

Qiao Luo suddenly understood that the old man was testing the waters with him.

Old Man Cheng dropped the cigarette rod and replaced it with new shredded tobacco. Qiao Luo hurriedly took the lighter and lit it for him.

The old man took a puff of cigarette, "If you don't like the things of the Cheng family, then you can't. If you don't join the system, it's up to you. I registered a company for you, and it's under Cheng Lin's name. You A few uncles can't make sense out of it, you and Cheng Lin have been tossing and tossing, gain more knowledge, I am old, I can't give you much wealth, at least, I can pave the way for you, Luo Luo, I am old, You put me at ease."

I am old, you make me feel at ease.

Qiao Luo shook the hand locked in his pocket fiercely, his nose was sour, he sucked his nose, and replied in a low voice, hello.

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