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It is rare to have guests at home, and the two old people are very happy, but they can't see any similarities between the two brothers, which is normal when you think about it, after all, they were not born by the same mother.

At the dinner table, Aunt Wang asked Lu Mingxiao kindly: "What does Xiao Lu do?"

Hearing this address, Ye Hanzheng almost choked his throat with the rice he hadn't swallowed yet. He hurriedly turned aside and coughed twice, and then secretly looked at Young Master Lu. Although Lu Mingxiao didn't smile, he wasn't angry either, and said to Aunt Wang: "That's right. Work in Qi'an."

Aunt Wang had known for a long time that Ye Zhilan had a big money, the richest kind, so she didn't believe it at all when Xiao Lu said that he was working. She was well-behaved and obedient since she was a child, she didn't know how to fight, and she was the last to take her back. After all these years, I don't know if she has suffered a disadvantage.

Aunt Wang is not an educated person. Although she has lived with the refined Uncle Chen all her life, she is much more pragmatic than Uncle Chen. She helped Lu Mingxiao order food, hesitated for a while and said, "It's... a company run by my family. Bar?"

Lu Mingxiao nodded, he didn't like the things Aunt Wang picked up, so he didn't touch his chopsticks.

Aunt Wang asked worriedly: "Who is in charge of the company now?"

Lu Mingxiao said, "I'm in charge."

"Oh." Aunt Wang went over with some green vegetables, and asked carefully: "Then, is there any position for Han Zheng? I heard that he works for someone else's company. Since there is a company at home, why not... ...."

As soon as Uncle Chen heard this, he knew what Aunt Wang was going to say, and quickly bumped her arm: "Shut up and eat quickly."

Aunt Wang also knew it was not good to ask such a question, but she couldn't rest assured if she didn't ask. Although Xiao Lu was quite polite, he looked very fierce.She thought too far, and was afraid that if the property was divided in the future, what would happen without Ye Hanzheng?Coupled with Ye Zhilang's failure to appear on the stage, he will definitely be discriminated against by rich people.Looking at Lu Mingxiao again, he felt a little sorry, feeling that he was too impulsive and wanted to change the subject, but Lu Mingxiao replied: "There has always been a position for him."

Aunt Wang said, "Yes?"

"Don't worry about that, if he wants to go to the Lu family, he can do it anytime."

Aunt Wang hurriedly nodded, endured it for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Your family, there should be...more than one company? Then, I mean..."

"Aunt." Ye Hanzheng took away all the vegetables from Lu Mingxiao's plate, replaced him with mushrooms and lean meat, and said in a gentle voice, "Don't worry about me."

Aunt Wang didn't know the truth, the questions she asked were inappropriate, and she couldn't explain too much. He was afraid that these questions would offend Lu Mingxiao and make the young master unhappy.

"Hey, then, then I won't ask." Aunt Wang said: "Little Lu, don't be as knowledgeable as a country woman like me. I know that your family is good to Hanzheng, but I'm just afraid of the future, I'm afraid... ...Forget it, forget it, your Aunt Quan didn't say anything."

Seeing that the dishes had changed, Lu Mingxiao picked up his chopsticks and took a bite. He was used to being indifferent to outsiders, so today he was doing better, and said, "You want to ask about property distribution?"

"Ah..." Aunt Wang didn't expect him to be so direct, she was a little embarrassed for a while, and looked at Uncle Chen.

The old gentleman was scolding her with a frown, and apologized to Lu Mingxiao embarrassingly: "Mr. Lu is really sorry, my mother-in-law is rough-hearted, don't take it to heart."

Lu Mingxiao said, "It's okay." After a few seconds of silence, he glanced at Ye Hanzheng, and said in a good mood, "You two can rest assured about the property. According to the law, half of everything in the house will belong to him. If he wants it, give it to him."

Young Master Lu didn't specify the specific law, but Uncle Chen and Aunt Wang must know it.

Although Ye Hanzheng nodded along, he definitely didn't know.

After lunch, Aunt Wang was still blaming herself for her quick mouth, Ye Hanzheng comforted her, and took Lu Mingxiao to his bedroom to rest.The room is very spacious, and the furniture is mahogany color that the old man likes. Lu Mingxiao visited it casually and saw a photo frame on the cabinet in the corner. Inside was a chubby glutinous rice dumpling, wearing a patterned padded jacket, and a little red riding hood with a woolen hook.

"This is you?" He asked Ye Hanzheng.

"Yeah." Ye Hanzheng walked over and said, "It's my hundred days photo."

Lu Mingxiao gave a faint "oh", and put the photo frame back.

Ye Hanzheng opened the drawer, took out a small photo album the size of a palm, and asked with a smile, "Master, do you want to see my childhood photos?"

Lu Mingxiao lost interest: "It's not like I haven't seen you since you were a child."

Ye Hanzheng said, "It was before the age of eight."

Reluctantly, Young Master Lu sat on the warm wooden floor with Ye Hanzheng.

The thick photo album is not full, only a dozen photos.

But there are every stage, from full moon to one hundred days, to graduation from kindergarten, until they grow up to what they were when they first met.Most of them were taken from a photo studio, with thick base makeup, round red dots on their foreheads, and a row of neat little white teeth leaking out of their grinning mouths, and they smiled silly.There are still a few photos on the street. At that time, Qingchuan Primary School had an old-fashioned point-and-shoot camera. Uncle Chen borrowed it and used it once to help Ye Hanzheng take a few photos.

"Uncle Chen had already retired that year, but because of his good teaching, he was hired back again."

Lu Mingxiao didn't reply, his eyes stayed on an inconspicuous street scene, he said it was a street scene, probably Uncle Chen didn't take it well, leaving only Ye Hanzheng's small half face, and a slightly raised hand, twisting Looking back.

Ye Hanzheng also noticed it, and recalled: "This picture should be when I was four or five years old. Uncle Chen took me to the newly opened snack street."

It was the first real commercial street in Qingchuan. Three-storey commercial buildings were built on both sides of the wide stone road, and there were many small vendors selling toys and snacks along the street.

What was he looking at when he turned his head?Ye Hanzheng didn't have much impression, and when Lu Mingxiao moved his eyes away, he turned to the next page for him.

"Is that street still there?" Lu Mingxiao asked.

Ye Hanzheng said, "Yes, but it's about to be dismantled, and there should be few people selling things now."

Young Master Lu said, "I'm going."

"Huh? Now?"

"Now." He has always said one thing, and he must go if he says to go.

The most prosperous commercial street in the county at that time, now looks a bit depressed, with messy wires hanging in the air, and a few sparrows who are not afraid of the cold are squatting on it.Many merchants have already moved out, and there are still a few that are open and have no business.There was a chubby little boy sitting in front of a house, happily playing with his mobile phone.

Lu Mingxiao stopped near his house, not wanting to leave.

It is estimated that there is some contrast with the imagination?Ye Hanzheng guessed, and called him with a smile: "Master?"

Lu Mingxiao was really not satisfied, he frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

"Why don't we change places? It's going to snow later, so I'll take you to your mountain to catch the real Ye Pangjiu, okay?"

Lu Mingxiao snorted coldly: "Childish."

"Then, how about I take you to the elementary school I used to go to?"

Lu Mingxiao refused: "Didn't I go to elementary school? I won't go"

Ye Hanzheng was in a bit of a dilemma for a while, he didn't have many memories of staying in Qingchuan, he couldn't think of a more fun place to take Lu Mingxiao to, it would be fine if it was spring and summer, but now it's freezing and snowy, and he was afraid that if he ran too far, Lu Mingxiao would feel cold.Just when he was about to change places, he saw Lu Mingxiao pointing to a small supermarket not far away: "Go buy me a bottle of water."

So Ye Hanzheng went in and bought a bottle of hot drink, and when he came out again, the place where Lu Mingxiao was standing was changed into the little boy playing games.

Ye Hanzheng hurried over and asked, "Did you see where the uncle standing here went?"

The little boy was trembling, holding a huge sum of 500 yuan in his hand, and said tearfully, "Uncle asked you to wait for him here."

Young Master Lu didn't have his mobile phone, so he couldn't get in touch even if he wanted to. Ye Hanzheng gave the little boy a warm drink, intending to wait for Lu Mingxiao to come back before buying a new bottle, so as not to chill him.

He was bored by himself, and remembered that photo again. He just looked at the picture and seemed to be unable to remember anything, but standing on this street at this moment, he gradually remembered something.

That day should have been a weekend, and there were so many children, Ye Hanzheng followed Uncle Chen, tugging at the hem of his clothes, for fear of getting lost.Uncle Chen wanted to carry him on his back, but he rejected him sensibly. Other people's fathers were all physically strong, but Uncle Chen was no longer young at that time.There are more and more people on the street. In addition to the newly opened shops, there are also many stalls pushing tricycles along the street. The red hawthorn fruit, the hot candied chestnuts, and the white smoke coming out of the stove roasting sweet potatoes. The whole street was delicious, and he swallowed so greedily, Uncle Chen turned around and asked him, "Do you want to eat Hanzheng?"

He blinked and said, "Uncle, I don't want to eat, I don't like to eat."

"Are you really not going to eat it?" Uncle Chen patted his pocket and said, "Uncle is rich."

"I really don't want to eat it." He grinned: "I like to eat the tortillas made by my aunt, let's go back and eat!"

"Then wait for Uncle to take some more pictures." Uncle Chen turned his head while holding the camera, and he quickly swallowed again.

At this time, there was a gust of wind, and the children around jumped up excitedly, "Look, look! The windmill is spinning!"

"Ah, it's all spinning! It's so beautiful!"

He couldn't help being curious, and turned around to look, and he saw the colorful windmills inserted on the wooden frame and spinning "creaking and creaking".

It's really beautiful, each color is different, and it's dazzling to see, but one of them stopped suddenly when they turned around.

He wanted to reach out to help, but found that distant windmill.At this moment, it came to him.

"Young master..."

Lu Mingxiao didn't know where he went. When he went out, the scarf he tied was hanging around his neck in a mess.

He looked at Ye Hanzheng and asked blankly, "What do you want?"

Ye Hanzheng was a little confused.

Young Master Lu said: "That photo, what do you want when you look back?"

Ye Hanzheng was stunned, seeing that Lu Mingxiao was carrying a bag in his other hand, which contained candies and snacks he bought from nowhere, his eye circles turned red all of a sudden.

"Hurry up." Young Master Lu turned his face away, a little awkward: "If you don't want to, just throw it to the kid next to you, anyway, it's useless to keep such naive and unpalatable things... ..”

He managed to finish the sentence, and couldn't say another sentence.Ye Hanzheng grabbed his shoulders and kissed his lips.