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Chapter 98

Chapter 98 Bamboo Forest Anecdote

    The old house is surrounded by greenery, and most of the bright sunlight is filtered out like a natural barrier. From time to time, there are crisp birdsong, and the breeze blows, it is very quiet. Uncle Zhou looked over from a distance and praised the good feng shui of the old house. Presumably Mr. Ji was also a very particular person, and there were many admirations in his words. It was obvious that he had a good impression of Ji Mingtang, who had never met before.

    Ji Mianzhu and Jiang Lian looked at each other and smiled at each other.

    Just like the previous time, as soon as the car stopped, someone from the old house came to pick it up and led a few people to the front hall where the old man was. Because the old man was eager to see Sun, they didn't go to the room to change into the old man's favorite Tang suits, but went there simply dressed like this. Anyway, it was their own family, and the old man was very happy as long as he could see people. Now, you can go back and change your clothes.

    As soon as he entered the front hall, Ji Mianzhu saw an old man sitting in the center. He was still as strong as ever, with bright eyes. It seemed that the years had not left too many traces in his eyes, only a lot of wisdom had been deposited.

    On either side of him is a large potted plant, slim, with beautifully trimmed branches and leaves, obviously the two pots Jiang Lian sent him last time. On the table is a chess game that is halfway through, playing chess for oneself. Looking at it this way, the potted plants that are almost as tall as people on both sides are like onlookers, quietly watching the old man's chess skills, the atmosphere is calm, and A touch of Zen is revealed.

    Ji Mianzhu couldn't stop a smile from coming out of his lips. He raised his voice to call out Grandpa, breaking the silence at this moment. His unique low and clear voice entered the old man's ears, with a hint of coquetry from the younger generation. "Look who I brought you?" The

    old man raised his head, and before he could see clearly, he was already smiling, and his wrinkles were filled with joy. "Xiaozhu is back..." When he saw the people behind his good grandson and grandson-in-law, his eyes widened in surprise, and his face was full of surprise. Half of the chess was ignored, and it seemed that he was not so happy to see his good grandson come back.

    "Oh, is this, is this Master Zhou? It's better to see it once you hear it. Master Zhou can be well. The last time Xiaojiang said I met you, I was looking forward to it. When I meet you this time, I'm really happy. Now, I don't know what to do, I'm lucky to meet you!" The old man stood up, his body under the gray Tang suit was still strong, his back was straight, and when he strode forward, he was full of enthusiasm and enthusiasm. . "Master, don't be stunned. Hurry up and sit down, my freshly brewed tea is superb!"

    Uncle Zhou did not hesitate, and immediately sat down following the old man's words, with a genuine smile on his face.

    "Hey, Ji Lao, it's more common to call the master. I don't agree with this anymore. I came with Xiaojiang and Xiaozhu, not to listen to your master." Zhou Bo took a sip from the steaming teacup, and his eyes instantly opened. Yiliang praised the good tea, and his understanding of Mr. Ji reached a new level, like seeing a confidant.

    "I heard that Ji Lao, you are a little older than me. If you don't dislike it, we will be brothers. I'll call you Brother Ji, and you can call me Brother Zhou. How about that?"

    Of course, Mr. Ji wouldn't dislike it. It was a blessing to be cultivated in his later years, so he called Brother Zhou immediately, and his voice was loud and clear.