Chapter 145： The long house is destined to have no successor

Chapter 145 The long house is destined to have no successor

The fastest flight from Huicheng to Kyoto is at nine o'clock in the evening.

Yanqin stayed in the waiting hall, his brows and eyes drooping slightly, his eyes full of deep thought.

The uncle hasn’t shown up yet, and he hasn’t made any phone calls to explain to the company, which is obviously abnormal.

But Yanxi didn't find out anything strange...

The slender fingers rest on the knee, and the fingertips tap on the knee.

Yanqin didn't think Yanxi would lie to him.

Yanxi has been pampered and well protected since she was a child. Although she has a violent temper, she is straight-hearted and has not yet learned the means of intrigue.

Where is the uncle, and what is it that can make him leave the company?

No, he may not have just left the company, there must be other plans behind it.

Zhong Kaicheng's sudden accident is a signal.

If the uncle really made the move, this incident was to warn him and deter those who followed him.

What a good way to kill chickens and monkeys!

Under the bright lights in the waiting hall, the man's gold-rimmed lenses reflected a cold luster.

His slender fingers supported the frame of the mirror, and chuckled softly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

In Yan's parent's house, there is only one Yan Huai left to make him afraid.

It's a pity, after all, he is getting old, one son has a short life, and the other is useless. How long can he survive?

The long house is doomed to have no successors.

The Yan family is in charge of the family, even if he doesn't take the initiative to fight for it, it will fall into his hands one day!

"Hehehe..." The phone rang, and Yanqin answered it casually, "Hey... Well, give me the list of defectors, and inform others, and attend the dinner tomorrow."

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"Understood, there is no need to act anymore, just wait and see what happens." In Liba Xiaoyuan, after listening to the report from the person on the phone, Fu Yanchi hung up the phone with a simple explanation.

It didn't rain at night, and the thick clouds on the sky dispersed, revealing a sky full of stars.

After the rain, the croaking of frogs and insects became more enthusiastic, like the last carnival before the end of autumn.

"Father, are you looking at the stars?" The sound of small footsteps came to his feet, and the little baby looked up at him, even though he couldn't see his expression clearly in the dim light, he could clearly feel the baby's unfamiliarity and clumsiness closeness.

"Yes, Dad is looking at the stars." Fu Yanchi smiled.

I couldn’t understand it when I was not a father, but I realized it after I became a father. These two words can easily make him willing to give up everything.

His daughter calls him daddy, and he will give her his life.

"Dad taught you to recognize the stars?"

"How do you recognize it?"

"Recognize the biggest and brightest star first," the man picked up Naoer, pointed to the brightest star on the black and blue sky, and said nonsense, "That star is called Papa's star. If Papa is not here in the future and you miss Papa, just look at it." That star, that is Qi Qi that Dad flew up to the sky to look at me."

Qiqi tilted her head, wondering, "Why isn't Dad here? Dad, are you going somewhere else?"

"If I want to go in the future, my father has to work outside to earn money. Only after earning money can I support Qiqi."

"But I don't want Dad to go." Qiqi immediately thought of Huazi and Goudan, "Dad, can you not go, can you not go outside? Brother Huazi and Brother Tiejun, their parents just went to a far away place Earning money, I can’t come back for a long time, I often see Brother Huazi and Brother Tiejun crying in secret, and the baby is not happy if Mom and Dad are not around.”

Fu Yanchi's smile was slightly stagnant, and her throat was blocked.

He rubbed his chin against his daughter's little head, but didn't speak.

The baby gently grabbed the collar of his shirt with her little hand, and begged, "Qiqi is very easy to raise, Dad. If the family has no money, I only need to eat two steamed buns a day to be full and full. One steamed bun is also fine. It's very special. Save money. I can earn money myself, I can farm land, grow melons, and sell goods.”

"My daughter can even sell goods? Then tell Dad, what have you sold?" Fu Yanchi couldn't help the sore nose, smiled, and quickly changed the topic.

In order to prove that she is capable, Qiqi immediately broke off her little finger and counted how powerful she is, "I have sold watermelons and sweet potatoes! These are sold for the village, not counting... I also sold toothpaste skins, ten toothpaste skins You can exchange two steamed buns, as well as old newspapers and cardboard, and weigh the cardboard. When I pick up the cardboard for a good day, I can sell it for more than one piece! Dad, I can support myself without you spending money !"

"Also~ I'll tell you secretly, you can't tell your mother or mother-in-law? When I was in the village, I was never idle. I collected the toothpaste skins used up by the villagers and hid them secretly under the bed. There are already seven of them in the small paper box! If Dad wants to use them, Qiqi can give you all of them!"

"But I can only support myself for the time being. If I want to support my parents, I have to wait until I grow up..."

Qi Qi pursed her lips, wishing to grow up quickly.

Wa'er was counting them one by one, with a bitter face, depressed and tangled, but he didn't notice that his father's face had already sunk.

Can clearly explain the prices of those waste products, his daughter sold waste before!

The Tian family asked his three or four-year-old daughter to pick up trash!

The Tian family did not disclose this news, and Uncle Gui did not find out.

Fu Yanchi suddenly didn't dare to think about what her daughter had experienced in places they couldn't see all those years that they didn't know!

And in the end, how much torture and grievances I have suffered.

He tried his best to restrain himself, but his hands were still shaking with anger and heartache.

"Dad, can you not leave? Can you stop leaving Qiqi behind?" The baby's voice, soft and weak, rang in his ears again.

Pull back Fu Yanchi's sanity that is about to collapse.

He held the baby tightly in his arms.

"Okay, Dad is not leaving!" he said.

"Oh!" Qi Qi suddenly patted her little head, struggled to get off the ground, dragged the man to the kitchen, and said in a low voice, "Just now grandpa called mother to the kitchen to talk, I'm here to call Small report, how could I forget!"

Qiqi was so angry that she wanted to stomp her feet.

The way grandpa called to stop mother just now was very fierce. She was afraid that grandpa and mother would quarrel, and immediately thought of moving the savior when she panicked.

In the end, Dad Xing made it up, and almost forgot about the business.

The villagers knew that there were two groups of guests coming to Zhang's small courtyard today, so they were sensible and didn't come to disturb them at night.

The small courtyard was quiet at night for a long time.

Master Fu, Zhang Xifeng, and Meng Jingxian were watching TV in the main room chatting.

The light was on in the stove room, and the light was dim yellow. When we got close, we could hear people's voices inside.

Fu Yanchi signaled Qi Qi to keep quiet, and the two crept under the small window of the kitchen, and started to listen to the corner.

In the kitchen, Yan Huai and Song Yueliang faced each other, their backs straightened and their momentum strong.

Two figures in the business district, with an old light bulb with a dim light on top of their heads, small horses the size of half a foot stacked around them, with a broken door on one side and an earthen stove on the other.

The scene doesn't match the temperament of the characters, but it doesn't affect the aura emanating from the two of them at all.