Chen Xuan took Lin Siyu to drive away from the apartment. When he arrived at a fork, Lin Siyu suddenly said, "Stop."

"What's wrong?" Chen Xuan asked in surprise.

Lin Siyu did not explain, but asked him to park the car to the side of the road, then changed his seat and drove by himself.

Compared with Chen Xuan, her car drove more smoothly. After more than forty minutes, the two arrived at a quiet resort.

The car walked along the flat concrete road and continued to the depths of the quiet.

Xiang Yuqing was standing there in front of a courtyard-style building. Seeing the car coming, she took a step forward in a regular manner: "Mr. Lin, the room has been arranged long ago, you can go in and rest at any time."

"Take him to rest." Lin Siyu pointed at Chen Xuan, then got out of the car, leaving with a strong aura.

Chen Xuan followed Xiang Yuqing to the arranged room. The courtyard here is different from the old Beijing. It is much larger and looks like a modern building, luxurious and neat, and it looks relatively low-key.

Through the window, Chen Xuan saw beautiful pastoral scenery, and he felt like he really entered nature.

"Let's rest." Xiang Yuqing said expressionlessly. She felt very whispering in her heart, not knowing why Mr. Lin brought such an irrelevant person over.

"I'm very energetic and don't want to rest at all. But if you are willing to accompany me, I can reluctantly..."

A heavy sound of closing the door directly interrupted Chen Xuan's words.

After following the female president of the Iceberg for many years, Xiang Yuqing's behavior has been subtly changed a lot. Those who are close to the red are red and those who are close to the ink are black, which is what this is said.

Lying on the comfortable bed, Chen Xuan wondered. He felt that Lin Siyu's behavior today was a bit strange. It should not be as simple as coming to the resort for leisure.

After lying for a while, he felt bored and walked out of the room and wandered around outside.

This place is far away from the downtown city, with lush vegetation around it, and a quiet river flows through it, and fishing boats are rowing above it, which has a bit of the artistic conception of ink painting.

What puzzled Chen Xuan was that such a beautiful resort had no tourists and could not even see a few cars. So how could it be maintained? You can't keep paying for it. This is not Lin Siyu's style.

After walking for a while, Chen Xuan saw a girl in shabby clothes. She was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with two long ponytails, standing on a small boat, singing and paddling.

Looking at the girl who kept docking, Chen Xuan waved to her and said, "Little sister, I'll ask you something."

The girl also saw Chen Xuan. As a native fisherman, she was not common in men in suits and ties like Chen Xuan. She blinked her big eyes, with a little shyness on her face, and her paddling hands stopped unconsciously.

"Tingting, who is talking to you?" An old voice came from the cabin. Then, an old man wearing a straw raincoat and a drip cigarette in his arms walked out.

The girl named Tingting put down the sculls, hid behind the old man, and from time to time poked out half of her face, looking at Chen Xuan with her big watery eyes.

The old man smiled heartily, raised his fountains to let the boat dock. He wiped the sweat from his body with a towel, looked at Chen Xuan, and said happily: "The girl is a little shy, please don't be surprised."

The old man is very old, but his waist is straight, his body looks very strong, and he speaks with great energy.

"Uncle must be seventy years old, right?" Chen Xuan had nothing to do and was willing to have a good chat with the old man.

The old man laughed a few times at the sky and said, "More than that, I'm 94 this year."

Chen Xuan was very surprised. He didn't expect that this old man was so old and still so healthy. It was really rare.

"Who is this girl?"

The old man touched Tingting's black hair and said, "You said Tingting, she is my little granddaughter. She grew up with me on the riverside since she was a child. She is very restrained and shy. Come on, Tingting, say hello to your brother."

Tingting pulled the old man's clothes, but she didn't want to come out.

"Are you two grandfathers and grandchildren living together? Where is her father and mother?" Chen Xuan asked.

The old man frowned, sighed deeply, and said, "Ten years ago, the flood caused her parents to be taken away, and only the old and the young are left to depend on each other."

Chen Xuan felt sad. He originally thought that the fishermen's life should be leisurely and contented, but he didn't expect that he had such a tragic fate. Moreover, looking at their clothes, life should be quite hard.

"What do you usually make a living?"

"Carry guests on the river to play. When there is no one, you can fish and have enough food and clothing."

"Why not go to the city, where the economy is good and there are more opportunities?"

The old man smoked and said, "I am so old, what can I do when I am in the city? The unyielding spirit of resignation when I was young has long since disappeared. This big river has supported me for the rest of my life. After death, I have to return my body to it, even if I repay it for raising me."

Tingting pulled the old man's arm hard, not wanting him to continue talking, lowered her head and shed tears silently.

The old man was very open-minded. He smiled and stroked his granddaughter's little face and said, "I have lived for so long and have seen through life and death. I just don't worry about this little granddaughter. She is too young. How can I support myself in the future?"

Chen Xuan's heart was filled with turmoil and he said, "China is so big, if she wants to go to the city, there will still be a way out."

"There are too many people in the city. This girl is honest and has no relatives and friends to help her. It would be strange if she was not cheated to death."

"You've said this a little bit. There are some very annoying scumbags in the city, but there are also good people, right?"

The old man looked at Chen Xuan repeatedly, nodded, and said, "This is also true. I don't know what other people are doing, but you look like a good person."

Good man? If you know how many lives my hands have cost, you wouldn't think so. Chen Xuan thought to himself.

The old man stroked his long beard and said, "I have been on the river for more than 20 years. I have seen all kinds of people and have developed a pair of golden eyes that can look at people."

Chen Xuan also lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth: "Then what do I do?"

"The big boss who does business...isn't it, the manager of the big hotel...it doesn't seem right..."

Chen Xuan sniffed for a while and said with a smile: "Since you are so optimistic about me, then this is the case. I will help you take Tingting to the city to seek development."

The old man's eyes lit up: "Aren't you joking, are you?"

"Of course not."

"Okay, let's just say that."

Chen Xuan was a little surprised: "You are really not afraid of me as a bad person at all?"

"That depends on Tingting's life. As long as she can have a place to settle down, I, the old guy, can close my eyes with peace of mind."

Tingting pouted her little mouth, gave the old man a blank look, and said aggrievedly: "Grandpa, I will be guarding you for the rest of my life and will not go anywhere."

"Don't talk stupidly. How many years can my grandfather live at such an old age? Besides, this place we have lived for several lifetimes will be gone, and you won't even have a place to live at that time." After the old man said that, he sighed.

"Why didn't it?" Chen Xuan asked in surprise.
Chapter completed!