After coming back tomorrow, he must see each other, or he will go to Shaocheng to celebrate his grandmother's birthday. Who knows it will be delayed for a few days.

The next day, Wenqiao and their rehearsal in the folk music building, there was no class in the afternoon, and they were all there.

Because the rehearsal was too attentive, wenjo didn't look at his cell phone.

Until the evening, I picked up my mobile phone and saw that there was no call from three links and a wechat message at 4:00 p.m., all from Fu Nanli.

Wenqiao quickly opened wechat [after getting off the plane, the old lady called and said that she wanted us to think too much. Ji Xianzheng and I went to Shaocheng directly, goodbye when we came back]

Wen Qiao's hand shook.

In Fu Nanli's eyes, it is not a big deal to delay seeing you for a few days.

But for wenjo, this is the eighth day. There are five days left. She has to see Fu Nanli. Five days are short enough to make her feel crisis.

She quickly sent a message to Fu Nanli? ]

the news came back soon [three days]

Wenqiao was a little relieved, and it was OK for three days.

[I must come back in three days, I miss you]

in the evening, Fu Nanli and Ji Xianzheng sat in the back row. In the dim light, Ji Xianzheng accidentally scanned his news and raised his eyebrows: "it's very sticky."

Fu Nanli perfunctorily answered him, focusing on the news of Wenqiao [will be back on time]

put down his mobile phone, Ji Xianzheng still looked at him, Fu Nanli said softly: "what are you looking at?"

Ji Xianzheng chuckled: "I never thought you would fall in love with this style."

"What style?"

"Spoil the children, spoil the style without bottom line."

"Did you? I don't think so

"I heard that I bought No.9 middle school some time ago, and its profit is very limited."

Fu Nanli raised eyebrows. "It's charity. A good social reputation helps other businesses, isn't it?"

"You are not a great philanthropist."

"Not before, but now."

Ji Xianzheng lit a cigarette and slowly puffed out a cigarette ring: "how's the matter with Fujiang?"

Fu Nanli leaned on the back of his chair and pressed his eyebrows. "Fu family is not only Fu Jiang who covets Tian Huan, but Fu Jiang is not afraid. Other people who are hidden in the dark are worth worrying about."

"When soldiers come to cover up the water and the earth, don't worry too much."

Fu Nanli's eyes drooped slightly. He had a soft spot around him, so he had to worry.

Shaocheng is in the south of Haicheng, the mountain city. The old lady has a holiday villa in the mountain, and the birthday party is set in the mountain.

Chinese garden villa, the scenery is beautiful and elegant, the only drawback is that the signal is not very good.

The old lady is 80 years old, full of silver hair, elegant temperament and friendly face. Among all her grandchildren, Fu Nanli is the most favorite. After all, Fu Nanli is the only one who inherits his grandfather's mantle.

When the old lady saw Fu Nanli, she couldn't close her mouth: "Nanli, come here."

Fu Nanli went to the old lady and handed over the red velvet box in her hand: "grandma, a birthday present for you."

The old lady opened the box and her eyes were full of light Where did you come from? "

It looks like a flat gold bracelet.

The reason why the old lady was so excited was that the gold bracelet was the dowry of her mother's family when she got married.

The old lady was born in the Republic of China. She was a big family in Shaocheng. The manufacturing process of this gold bracelet is extremely complicated. After she married to the Ye family, she wandered around several places and lost the bracelet.

"I found a very old craftsman and showed him a picture. He drew gourds and made this gold bracelet."

The old lady's eyes were full of tears: "you have a heart."