Chu Lin didn't stay at home for too long as usual. He dressed up and left early in the morning. Chu He didn't know what he was going to do again, but it was definitely not drinking and gambling. Chu He was used to getting up early to go to work.

He went to bed at two o'clock last night and got up on time at seven-thirty. He went out sleepily. Xia He, who slept even later than him, had prepared a rich and delicious breakfast. Aunt Fang was not idle, and helped with chopsticks.

They began to pour freshly squeezed soy milk for everyone. They are a pair of virtuous and virtuous women who are suitable to be wives.

"Good morning." Seeing Chu He going out, Xia He said a little reservedly in excitement. "The toothpaste has been squeezed out. Wash up quickly and come to eat."

Chu He rubbed his messy hair, smiled and nodded.

As soon as they went in to brush their teeth, the little Loli was thrown into the bathroom by Xia He with a confused look on her face. The couple brushed their teeth while spraying white foam on each other's face, which was quite evil.

After washing up, the four of them gathered around the dining table to eat. Aunt Fang said calmly: "I have to meet some people today, so I can't accompany you."

"Aunt Fang, go and do your work. As long as you have me at home, that's all." Xia He blushed again after saying that. It seemed that he had said something he shouldn't have said.

Aunt Fang naturally noticed that Xia He was different from last night, so she didn't point it out and said to Chu He: "After breakfast, take Xiao Xia out for a walk. Staying at home every day will cause mold."

Chu He was competing for food with the little Lolita. When he saw Aunt Fang saying this, he swallowed the food with a mouthful of soy milk and said with a smile: "I understand."

"I'm going to climb the Great Wall." Little Loli expressed her opinion.

"Your legs are so short, are you afraid to move?" Chu He asked.

"——" Little Loli opened her teeth and wanted to fall out with Chu He, but was stopped by Xia He, who was overflowing with happiness.

The little Loli said aggrievedly: "You are all bullying me. I won't play with you anymore."

After that, I grabbed a big bowl of fried noodles and a cup of soy milk and went back to the room to watch TV.

Everyone laughed it off.

Chuhe saw Aunt Fang out of the gate of the community, but saw a young man standing next to the Audi that was always driving. He seemed to be waiting for Aunt Fang, and behind the Audi, there were actually a Land Rover and two Mercedes-Benz parked. Each one

There were one or two young or older men beside the car. The only thing the same was that everyone's face was full of solemn expressions. They seemed to be in a nervous mood.

"Sister Fang."

"The big boss."

The older one, who looked like a successful man, called Sister Fang, while the younger one called him Big Boss uneasily. It was obvious that these men had different identities and backgrounds, but they all respected Aunt Fang very much. In Chu He's opinion, they even respected her.

He was a little in awe. Only Liu Laosan showed a little calmness.

He stood in front of the Land Rover. When he saw Chu He escorting Aunt Fang out, he strode forward to greet her. With a stiff expression on his rough and domineering face, he said, "Good morning, Sister Fang."

Aunt Fang nodded lightly, turned back to Chu He and said, "Go back. Aunt Fang is going to do something."

Chu He smiled and said, "Aunt Fang will be back soon."

"Okay." Aunt Fang licked Chuhe's collar naturally and said in a friendly manner, "It's windy."

"Goodbye, Aunt Fang."

After saying this, Chu He nodded to Liu Laosan and turned back to the community.

But what Aunt Fang did just now made the men beside the car stunned.

Who is that young man? How could he be treated so affectionately by the big boss?

They all thought about it secretly and decided to check this person out after going back to see if he was worth making friends with.

Aunt Fang got directly into Liu Laosan's Land Rover. After everyone got on the car, she said slowly: "Let's go."

"Yes. Sister Fang."

The motorcade first left the city, and then drove on the highway toward another city: Xishan.

As an important town rich in coal resources, Xishan has produced many nouveau riche and coal bosses in the past two decades. This has also affected Xishan's reputation to some extent. But this does not mean that Xishan has nouveau riche except coal bosses.

There is no real family or big family with real heritage.

Yes. Ruijiazhuang is such a family. It is no weaker than the so-called Huangpu wealthy family in Baicheng, Yanjing. Of course, Xishan is famous for its coal mines, and no one must distinguish themselves from the coal mines to show their taste and talent. Just like

Speaking of which, don't today's real estate developers also rely on land and construction to make their fortunes? Are there no nouveau riche or big bosses with low quality? There are. The reason why we look down on coal bosses psychologically is because of coal.

The things themselves are relatively vulgar and dirty. This is the herd mentality of many people. However, what would the world be like without coal mines, which people think are low-level?

College students would rather sit in an office and think of themselves as white-collar workers and receive a meager living wage for a month than do the menial job of setting up a street stall and doing marketing. Isn't it because they think they are superior to others and feel that they are losing face?

Bad nature.

Ruijiazhuang is a large family in Xishan, and it is also the most famous surname in Xishan. In Ruijiazhuang, a modern village with a population of less than 10,000, there are thousands of people who can be related to the surname Rui, either directly or indirectly.

Most of the remaining 9,000 are migrant workers. It can be seen that in Ruijiazhuang, having the surname Rui is a great thing and something to be proud of.

The secretary of the village committee is from the Rui family. The village chief is from the Rui family. Even all the village committee members are from the Rui family. It can be said that this village is the kingdom of the Rui family. Even people from the city have to act based on their faces.

It can be said that he is a local emperor.

Ruifang is the child king of her generation. Liu Laosan belongs to a branch of the Rui family. His father came in by marriage, but his family did not force Liu Laosan to take his mother's surname, so they kept their original surname. Ruifang's child was named Wang.

The reason is not that her family is the richest in Ruijiazhuang, the village committee secretary is her father, and the village chief is her second uncle. It’s that she has the absolute strength to tame those whose families are all rich and born with a golden key.

Naughty kid.

The Land Rover drove straight in, directly onto the village's main road, which was no less spacious than the widest road in Yanjing city, and drove towards the Rui Family Courtyard.

There are many families with the surname Rui in Ruijiazhuang, but there is only one family in the Ruijia compound. That is Ruifang's family.

There are two majestic stone lions at the entrance of the Rui Family Courtyard, facing south and majestic. No one dares to break in and steal even if the door is not closed. Of course, another reason why they dare not steal is the guard in the courtyard.

It is definitely not something that ordinary petty thieves can fight against. Even if he is beaten to death on the spot, his death will be in vain.

This fleet did not attract the attention of passers-by. The reason is very simple. There are too many rich people in Ruijiazhuang. Not to mention luxury cars such as Land Rover and Mercedes-Benz, even Bentley, Ferrari and Lamborghini can be seen everywhere. It is like eating delicacies from the mountains and seas at home every day.

Those abalone and ginseng in high-end restaurants are not very appetizing.

As usual, the Rui Family Courtyard still has a desolate and solemn atmosphere. It doesn't look like a courtyard in a village at all. It looks like the courtyard of a wealthy family's deep palace.

The motorcade stopped at the door, and Liu Laosan quickly opened the door for Ruifang. This grassroots tycoon who had risen rapidly in Yanjing seemed to enjoy working for Ruifang. He did not feel ashamed at all, but it was an honor that no one else could seek.

After Ruifang got out of the car, Liu Laosan glanced at Ruifang with a calm expression, and said with a murmur: "The old man is in the room."

"Um."

Aunt Fang's expression was still very calm. It was different from the gentle and delicate look she had with Chu He. There was a subtle sadness in her seriousness.

She walked slowly towards the inner courtyard. When the workers and servants nearby saw the return of the most famous woman in the village, they all lowered their heads and called the eldest lady softly.

Aunt Fang didn't seem to pay much attention to these people. She pursed her lips and frowned as she entered the inner courtyard, and then walked towards the second floor.

That was the place where her father lived. He stayed there for a lifetime. Even if the family had more wealth than they could spend in ten lifetimes, the old man would not move.

The stairs have been renovated, the doors have been replaced with expensive mahogany, and many small details have been arranged in a freehand and exquisite manner by her. Regardless of whether you are a wealthy nouveau riche or an elegant person with a high taste in life, you will give this house a very high rating.

Comment. Praise the builder for his ingenuity.

Creak.

Ruifang opened the door. There was an old man guarding the bed, and four or five women stood beside him. They were all servants taking care of the dying old man on the bed.

When everyone saw Ruifang coming, the old man stood up first and said: "Xiaofang, you are finally back."

"Second uncle." Ruifang nodded to the old man and said softly, "How is the old man doing?"

The old man turned back and glanced at his elder brother with a wrinkled face, and sighed softly: "A few days ago, I was still shouting about burning knives. Last night, I said I would fall down and I fell down."

The disease comes like a mountain, and the disease goes away like a thread. This is probably the principle.

Ruifang's eyes flashed with deep sadness, but her face didn't express much as she walked around the crowd and walked to the bed.

"You're back..." The old man on the bed seemed to sense something and slowly opened his eyes.

When the second uncle saw his eldest brother waking up, he ordered all the servants to leave, leaving the women behind to say their final goodbyes.

He knew that the reason why his eldest brother could survive until now was because he was waiting for this precious daughter who he had loved and loved all his life but could not get enough of.

"Yes." As soon as everyone left, the expression on Ruifang's face suddenly became extremely sad. She held the old man's rough palm. "I'm back."

"Just come back. Just come back -" the old man said angrily.

"Don't talk." Ruifang said softly. "Have a good rest and you will get better."

"No way." The old man said softly. "This time is different from the past. In fact, I expected this day half a year ago."

Ruifang pursed her lips gently, feeling silently sad.

"Fangfang. When I leave, you will be the only one left in Ruijiazhuang." The old man said slowly. "Those people are all looking at you."

"It's just a small village." Ruifang said with relief. "What they want is money and they don't care about anything else."

"Human desire is endless." The old man sighed softly.

"Don't worry." Ruifang pursed her lips and said, "I was able to suppress them back then, but now they can't make trouble."

"Alas -" the old man said. "You are the only one left to carry it."

The old man's face showed deep sympathy.

The second time he said there was only one person left.

How could Ruifang not know the old man's implication?

Could this old man lying dying on the hospital bed be the most tolerant father in the world?
To be continued...