MTL - New Love-Chapter 97 new love 97

The road conditions on the west side of the alley are complicated. It connects three streets and has several branches. People who are not familiar with the terrain can easily get lost here, and that person obviously cannot find the way out.

He was a little strange, he was trapped, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry, and he didn't ask anyone for directions, as if he had to find out by himself.

Jiang Yun couldn't help being curious, and subconsciously looked at it twice.

Approaching, only to find that the other party is very tall, his hair is specially dyed black, and his clothes are clean, so he doesn't look that old, but his figure is already a little ricket, and he looks powerless, and he is estimated to be sixty years old. Up, no more than seventy.

This old man should have a good appearance when he was young, at least he is a handsome and handsome man, but now he looks good when he is older, and he looks like an exquisite old man Zhou Zheng.

Versace's coat, shiny leather shoes, Vacheron Constantin on the left hand...

The people in Anhe Lane don’t look after themselves like this. I’m afraid they don’t have it in the entire old town. The old men like to drink tea and play mahjong. Whoever goes to a teahouse will wear this. After all, the watch in hand is a house.

Jiang Yun was in a hurry to buy vegetables, and left after a quick glance.

It was too windy outside today, and it was too cold. She also wore a hat and a mask to go out, a sweater jacket and trousers, and wrapped herself tightly, not to be too warm.

The vegetable market is not too far from here. It takes about an hour to buy a bunch of vegetables and come back.

In the winter, City C gets dark quickly, and the night has already fallen, but the business in the teahouse is still good. It is almost time for dinner, and many people are playing mahjong inside, noisy and lively.

The old man in the long coat did not leave, but was still standing there.

Shouldn't he be waiting for someone?

Jiang Yun thought about it, and glanced at it without a trace, but she didn't plan to do anything, just glanced and left, and would not take the initiative to show her kindness. The old man looked quite normal, he should have something to do, or he would have asked for directions long ago.

The wind at night is even more arrogant than in the daytime, and there is a triangle at the entrance of the alley, and the cold wind is just uncomfortable. Jiang Yun raised her hand to adjust the scarf around her neck as she walked, shrinking her neck from the cold. She quickened her pace and wanted to go home quickly, until a shout came from behind.

It's the old man.

The other party was quite polite, beckoned, walked over a few steps, and said hello to her.

He spoke with a little foreign accent, and he couldn't tell where he came from, but he was definitely not a native of City C.

Jiang Yun stopped, turned around, and responded politely, "Hello, what's the matter?" The old man was indeed lost and found the wrong place. stuck here.

The road in the old city is too winding, the houses are dense, and there is a fork in the east and a road in the west. If you walk in, you can't get out. The old man asked others for directions, but many people here can only speak Mandarin mixed with dialects. After hearing this, the old man went in the wrong direction again, and turned here in confusion.

There are many elderly people left behind in Anhe Lane, and there are many people who do not understand or speak Mandarin. This is very common, and it is the same everywhere.

Jiang Yun was kind, thinking that he happened to be on the way, so he asked the old man to follow him, and walked out of the teahouse, making two more turns, and then there was the main alley.

"Go straight along this road, and you can get out in ten minutes," she said, helping guide the way.

The old man was very polite, "I'm sorry, thank you."

"No, it's nothing." Jiang Yun said casually, and asked casually, "Are you here to visit relatives?"

At this point in time, in the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, he is still alone, most likely, otherwise what would he do here.

The old man walked briskly, and answered ambiguously, "That's right."

Jiang Yun smiled and reminded to hurry up.

"It's getting dark, you can make a phone call and let them come out to answer."

Anhe Lane is not the kind of community guarded by security guards. There are old single-family houses everywhere. There are many people here.

Jiang Yun spoke in a tactful manner, but the old man didn't have much reaction, he didn't say anything about it, and he didn't seem to want to listen to this. Jiang Yun didn't say more, just walked forward with people.

When there was still some distance from the old house, Lu Nianzhi called.

Jiang Yun answered the phone while carrying the vegetables in one hand.

Lu Nianzhi said first, "I'm home."

"Don't you want to work overtime?" Jiang Yun asked softly.

"Added half an hour," Lu Nianzhi said, "already home. Where are you?"

The word "home" made Jiang Yun couldn't help laughing, his eyes changed, and his whole person suddenly softened.

"I went out to buy groceries, and I'm coming home soon."

"I'll pick you up."

"You don't have to come out, I'll be there soon." Jiang Yun whispered.

The man insisted: "I came out."

Jiang Yun hung up the phone with a smile, and suddenly remembered that there was another person next to him, and explained embarrassedly, and then said that he was going home, and the old man had to go alone for the rest of the way.

The old man hummed, thank you again.

As the Chinese New Year is approaching, every household turns on the lights late at night. The street lights in the alleys are not bright enough and the light is dim. Jiang Yun looked at the road ahead, noticing where someone was. After a while, a familiar person appeared.

Lu Nianzhi got closer and closer. After seeing the scene on her side, he slowed down inexplicably, and looked a little caught off guard.

Jiang Yun was puzzled. He thought it was because of his stern and faceless dress. Just as he was about to take off the mask, he heard the man looking at the old man next to him and shouting, "Dad, why are you here?"

The old man's face was terribly ugly, and he was polite and polite just now, but now it slowly sank.

Jiang Yun paused, stunned.

There was a sound of needles falling in the living room, but no one spoke.

Jiang Yun took out the best Tieguanyin in the family and brewed it, and poured tea in the past.

Lu Liangze sat unsmilingly in the middle of the sofa. He was angry, but he didn't show it. He didn't do anything to Jiang Yun. When Jiang Yun finished pouring tea and left the living room, he immediately scolded Lu Nianzhi in dialect.

This stubborn old man got angry when he saw Lu Nianzhi. He originally went to the villa to find someone, but the villa was sold long ago, and he was empty in the past. He is also strange. He clearly came to look for his daughter, but he didn't call Lu Nianzhi or ask anyone else. He looked for it himself, went to the apartment, and finally went to Anhe Lane alone.

Jiang Yun gave the father and daughter the space to be alone without disturbing them. She was cooking in the kitchen, choosing and washing vegetables nimbly.

It's just that Lu Liangze was full of energy when he spoke, and the reprimands could reach the kitchen.

The father and daughter have been speaking in dialects and quarreling.

Jiang Yun understood some of the words, and roughly understood what they were arguing about.

No one knew that Lu Liangze came to City C this time. He came by plane alone, and even Lu Tinghu was in the dark.

Lu Nianzhi reasoned with him and told him not to do this in the future. Today, he happened to meet Jiang Yun. If he didn't, everyone would still find him everywhere. The old man was very angry, and immediately said: "What's your business?"

"I'm worried about you." Lu Nianzhi said patiently, and handed over the tea.

Lu Liangze said stubbornly, "You're not leaving, you don't even care about my dad. What are you worried about?"

Lu Nian was accustomed to his stinky temper early on, and he didn't respond much when he was scolded. He just asked softly, "When will I leave you alone? I didn't speak well when I left, and I will go back after the new year."

It's fine not to mention these, but the mention of Lu Liangze makes him even more angry. He takes the tea to moisten his throat, and then trains people after drinking it. This is the reason why he came here this time. During the New Year's Eve, the Lu family has few peace-of-mind masters. Lu Nianzhi went back and ran again. Brother Lu is busy all day, and he can't see a single person. The second child is working in the research institute. What kind of experiment? As for Lu Tingxuan, she has to take care of Lu Shixing and her work. In addition, she has a husband. How can she have so much free time for her father.

Lu Liangze's four sons and daughters are all independent and have their own plans, but he seems superfluous as a father.

He has a bad temper, and he has nowhere to vent his anger. After a while, he will be angry with Lu Nianzhi if he scolds Lu Nianzhi in dialect.

"Okay, aren't you tired? Let's talk about it after a while." Lu Nianzhi didn't care, he didn't care at all, and he didn't take his words at ease.

Lu Liangze was still measured and didn't scold him much, but he still talked.

When people are old, they talk a lot. When he was young, he was so majestic.

Jiang Yun was listening in the kitchen and couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.

She could feel Lu Liangze's attitude towards her, it was neither acceptable nor liking, in short, that was it.

However, there are differences in everything. Compared with the Qin family at the time, Lu Liangze is not bad, at least he won't slap his face, and he didn't say bad things to her. All his temper is directed at Lu Nianzhi.

Although it is not good to reprimand his daughter in other people's homes, this old man is so stinky, he is used to being served at home, and he is so virtuous when he comes out.

Jiang Yun boiled the soup first, then prepared the cooking. While busy with his work, he suddenly heard Lu Nianzhi in the living room say helplessly, "Dad, please be quiet, Jiang Yun is still inside."

Lu Liangze was silent, and after a while, he muttered something in a low voice.

Lu Nianzhi continued to say in dialect, "don't be so fierce, don't scare her."

Jiang Yun's subordinates stopped for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he acted as if he hadn't heard it, and turned on the hot pot and poured oil.

Before the cooking, the conversation in the living room came in again.

Lu Nianzhi asked back, "Then I will bring people back for the New Year?"

Lu Liangze muttered something, but Jiang Yun didn't understand, but only understood the last sentence: "...Who cares about you."

When the dishes are put into the pot, the hot oil sizzles. Jiang Yun hurriedly stir fry, and suddenly remembered that the smoking machine had not been turned on, so he quickly turned on the smoking machine, and now he could no longer hear what was being said outside.

Tonight's dishes are still light in taste. The hoof flower soup in the pressure cooker is even more tender and simmered, suitable for older people. All the vegetarian dishes are fried a few more times, and even the rice is cooked softer than usual.

Jiang Yun took out all the dishes, served rice, and finally soup.

Lu Nianzhi came in and took the white porcelain soup bowl from her hand, "I'll come."

"Finished?" Jiang Yun gave the job to this person.

Lu Nianzhi nodded, and when the soup was filled, he closed the pot.

She didn't take out the soup immediately, but said warmly, "Don't bother with him."

Jiang Yun said frankly: "No."

Lu Nianzhi helped her brush away the hair that fell on her face, and after a while, he said without smiling, "He seems to like you a lot."

Jiang Yun didn't care, as if he was comforting himself, he smiled and said, "It's time to eat, take out the soup first."

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