Chapter 372: Carefully arranged
Watching the car leave, several people looked at the old man who was still standing there without moving.
Zhang Anfeng took two steps forward and said, "Dad, shall I take you back?"
“No, Zhang Ye will drive over right away.” Zhang Nachuan waved his hand, “It’s getting late, so you all should go back quickly.”
Seeing that the old man had no other instructions, Lin Yi quickly looked at her younger son with concern, "Xiaozhou, how are you? Does your arm still hurt?"
“Hiss, it’s better than before.” Zhang Lingzhou moved his arms carefully, and couldn’t help complaining in a low voice with a wrinkled face, “This Jiang Lingxi, looking at her thin arms and legs, didn’t expect her hands to be so strong!”
Zhang Nachuan hadn't left yet. He turned around when he heard the sound, frowned and looked at the mother and son, "Is Miss Jiang's name something you, a brat, can call you?"
Zhang Lingzhou couldn't help but tense up whenever he heard the old man's voice.
Otherwise, Jiang Lingxi is probably not even older than him. Is it possible that she still calls her aunt?
Lin Yi, who originally wanted to complain, quickly changed her words: "You too, why are you provoking Miss Jiang when you have nothing to do?"
Zhang Lingzhou was slapped on the back by his mother again: "..."
Every mistake is his fault!
God knows that he originally only wanted to invite people to have a glass of wine and some late-night snacks!
Of course, if the atmosphere is right and you and I are willing, it would be nice to spend a wonderful night together.
But the fact is that he was blocked in front of him!
He has not yet had time to express his grievance.
Remembering that his own sister had not said anything yet, he turned his head and cast a comforting look.
Zhang Lingxuan: “You deserve it!”
She is in a bad mood now, and she feels particularly displeased with this younger brother.
How can a person with such a moral character who can't walk in the right way when he sees a good-looking person be valued more by his father?
“Grandpa, dad, mom, my daughter is very sleepy. Yisheng and I have to go to work tomorrow morning, so we’ll go back first.”
When he said this, Zhang Lingxuan looked at his grandfather expectantly.
This place is a bit far away from where she and Yi Sheng live, but it is much closer to the museum. Will grandpa let them stay nearby for one night?
Anyway, Xu Ling'an had already left by car, and the already arranged residence was empty.
Zhang Nachuan met the eldest granddaughter's eyes and nodded lightly, "Go, be careful on the road."
Zhang Lingxuan took a deep breath and forced a smile, "I understand, grandpa."
Zhang Ye drove over and as soon as he got off the car, he noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere at the door.
Step forward and call everyone one by one, "Uncle, Uncle Feng, Aunt Lin, Xiaozhou."
Zhang Anfeng gave him a cold look.
Ever since this boy fell into the old man's eyes in the past two years, he has become like a close confidant.
He was sure that it was Zhang Ye who was busy doing the paternity test between the old man and his cheap niece.
What a shame, she didn't reveal any information to him, and caught him off guard.
It was almost revealed that he secretly had an illegitimate child!
Zhang Ye suddenly broke into a layer of sweat on his forehead when he saw it.
He knew this was the result.
The older the old man gets, the more willful he becomes, and his temper becomes stronger day by day. The younger people around him are also willing to obey, for fear of upsetting the old man, but he seems to be filial and obedient.
But who doesn’t have some thoughts of his own these days?
He has watched with cold eyes in the past few years. In the past few years, Uncle Feng's son was almost half sincere and filial to the old man. Now, he is seeing that the old man is becoming more and more difficult to serve, and he still firmly controls the property in his hands and does not want to do anything about it. In terms of distributing it to future generations, this filial piety is estimated to be only three points.
Now that the old man has another granddaughter, for Uncle Feng, it is equivalent to having another person competing for the family property. The old man will even compensate his granddaughter a lot because of his guilt. This...it's no wonder that Uncle Feng's family is happy!
But this is not something he can interfere with.
Besides, it was because of the old man’s appreciation that he was able to sit in this position now. Between the old man and Uncle Feng, even if Uncle Feng will be his boss in the future, he still prefers the old man in his heart.
As a human being, you must know how to repay kindness, right?
However, now that the old man has found his granddaughter, the final destination of the Nachuan Private Painting and Calligraphy Museum a hundred years from now is still uncertain to whom it will end up. After thinking about this, Zhang Ye calmed down a lot when faced with Zhang Anfeng's cold glance.
Even after helping the old man get into the car, he turned around and nodded to the couple who were looking over and said goodbye before returning to the cab.
Zhang Anfeng held it in for a long time, and finally couldn't help but snorted coldly, "This Zhang Ye is really a good dog for the old man to keep!"
Lin Yi glanced at her husband and complained: "I don't know, I thought Zhang Ye was the old man's biological son. I am so close to a distant relative who is beyond my reach, but I don't think I am so kind to you, my biological son." ”
This is undoubtedly another spoonful of oil poured on Zhang Anfeng's already burning forehead.
“Okay, stop blocking the door, let’s go back to the box.”
He must not allow this situation to develop in the direction he least wants.
The old man is currently very passionate about his granddaughter, but it doesn't matter, let's think about it in the long run.
How can he deal with a little girl?
Lin Yi was about to follow her husband when she caught sight of her youngest son who was about to run away from the corner of her eye, "Where are you going?"
Zhang Lingzhou paused and said, "Dad, Mom, my son won't disturb you. I can go back alone."
"Where to go? Your bachelor apartment or the bar owned by your gang of friends?"
Zhang Lingzhou: “…”
Can my own mother not be so perceptive?
He was blocked, beaten, and scolded today. Now he is very depressed. He is really planning to go to the bar to have a drink to relieve his mood.
But the answer was impossible to answer so honestly, "I'm on a plane and a car today, and I just entertained my little cousin I found again. How can I still have the energy to go clubbing? I must go back to the apartment."
Lin Yi then remembered that her son had a full schedule for the day, and that he had come back so specially that he still couldn't catch up. She couldn't help but feel soft, "Go back and have a rest early."
The fact is that none of Mr. Zhang’s family, who were divided into three groups and returned to their respective residences, could sleep well.
As soon as I closed my eyes, all that came to my mind was the old man's heartfelt love for Xu Ling'an at the dinner table. In comparison, they all turned into unwanted weeds on the roadside.
Think again about the land deed of the house in the old man's name, the private museum, the calligraphy and paintings of famous artists collected in this life, and the large dowry left by the old lady who came from a family that has been in the family for hundreds of years...
How can I sleep when there are so many things in front of me that I cannot touch, and they may even slip away right under my nose?
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Sent grandma and Brother Xiaolei home first, Xu Ling'an followed Jiang Lingxi back to the crew hotel.
It was past ten o'clock when we arrived at the hotel.
Xu Lingan took out her cell phone in the elevator and checked the time, and saw that her grandfather had sent her a message a quarter of an hour ago.
【Grandpa is already home, where is An'an? 】
【Grandpa is also here, in the hotel elevator. 】
【Okay, okay, don't you have to film tomorrow? Remember to go to bed early and don't play with your phone too late. By the way, grandpa has sent you a few photos of the newly decorated room. Take a look at it first. If you don’t like anything, just tell grandpa directly so that he can rearrange it. 】
Xu Ling'an had just clicked on the first picture sent under this message, and the elevator door opened.
Jiang Lingxi turned her head and glanced at the little girl who was looking at her mobile phone with her head lowered. She reached out and pushed her back, "Get out of the elevator first and then play with your mobile phone."
Xu Ling'an pursed her lips in embarrassment, put down her phone and got out of the elevator first. Walking in the corridor, she said softly: "Sister, my grandpa just sent me some photos of the decorated room."
The two of them met and looked through several photos. Jiang Lingxi nodded, "The old man has good taste."
What she said was not a compliment, it was even a bit conservative.
If you read it correctly, the rosewood carved makeup bundle placed on the dressing table in the corner of the picture just now seems to be an antique that is over five hundred years old.
As expected, there should be some jewelry or something inside. To be able to be put into such an antique gift box, even if it is not an antique, I would be embarrassed to be put in it!
Not to mention the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall opposite the bed, all of which were handwritten by the old man. She had checked before that such a painting could be auctioned for millions or even tens of millions if placed outside. The key is Many people hold large sums of money in their hands and cannot ask for anything, and now they act as if they are giving away money for nothing.
The old man is really willing to give up!
However, if Mr. Zhang and his family saw this picture, they would probably be jealous!