Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

"From the Fang family?" Mr. Wen gave him a surprised look: "Why have I never seen you before?"

The old man of the Fang family has a good relationship with him, and he has also met the two boys of the Fang family. In terms of age, they are already much older than the child in front of him.How did he remember that the Fang family had two grandchildren, where did the third one appear?

The old man Wen pondered and remembered for a moment, and he never heard of when the Fang family boy had an illegitimate child outside.

Chen Yunyao hurriedly said to the side: "The inkstone came back some time ago. He is the youngest son of Uncle Fang who was abducted before."

Speaking of the Fang's youngest son who had been abducted for ten years, Mr. Wen immediately got an impression.

No one in the capital had never heard of this incident. It caused a great sensation at the time and occupied the headlines of the newspapers for a long time. He also helped in it, and he also used a lot of manpower, material resources and financial resources. I still couldn't find the trace of this little son, and the incident slowly faded later.For a long time, because of this incident, the Fang family was in a downturn for a long time, and it took a long time to recover.

Many people didn't report their hopes. I didn't expect that after ten years, this little son would be found back?

Mr. Wen looked at Fang Yan for a long while.

According to the character of the old man of the Fang family, he found his little grandson. He should have publicized it to everyone with a big fanfare. Such a cute child, he must wish everyone knew it and made everyone envy him. He has never heard of the news?

The housekeeper in the room leaned in and whispered in his ear: "When Mr. Fang handed over the message, you haven't come back yet. Called and said that you were busy and hung up, and I made my own proposal. As a gift."

Old man Wen suddenly realized.

Last year, he followed an inspection team and walked around in the deep mountains and old forests. The signal there was not good. He was also isolated from the world for several months. When he came out, about the Fang family’s youngest son being found back. The turmoil has also passed, and the family just assumed that he had already known this matter, and did not tell him anymore, so that now, he has just learned about this matter.

Mr. Wen apologized: "You finally came back, and I didn't give you anything good. It's the first time we meet." He said, turning his head and whispering to the housekeeper.

A touch of surprise flashed in the butler's eyes, and he nodded quickly and walked out. When he came back, he held a wooden box in his hand and placed it in front of Mr. Wen.

Fang Yan looked at the wooden box curiously, full of curiosity.

Mr. Wen quickly opened the box, took out a piece of jade from it, and gently placed it in front of him: "This, I will give you a meeting ceremony."

The color of curiosity in Fang Yan's eyes is more serious.

With the answer of Mr. Wen, he reached out and picked up the jade, and placed it in front of him to examine it carefully.The things sent by Mr. Wen are naturally not ordinary products. This jade has a smooth quality and a very positive color. At first glance, it is a very valuable jade.

Fang Yan didn't understand its value, only knew that it was beautiful, and he became more careful in holding it.

"I got it by accident before. It is a good piece of jade, which was opened by a high monk. The jade can support people. Take it with you and use it as a talisman."

He was very generous, but the butler couldn't help but slap his tongue beside him.

He is very clear about the origin of this piece of jade, not only the jade itself is very valuable, but also has a very important significance to Mr. Wen himself.This piece of jade has been carried with him by Mr. Wen a long time ago. In the past, there was a senior monk who said that the old man was able to establish the current family business because of the good luck that this piece of jade brought. I heard that Mr. The catastrophe, luck survived, everyone said it was this jade blessed.

This kind of mysterious and mysterious thing is not clear to anyone, but there are more spreads, and everyone believes it.A few years ago, the old man divided the family business among his children. As a result, the children and grandchildren are still thinking about this piece of jade, hoping to fall into their own hands and bless themselves.

But this piece of jade that Wen's family coveted, now it fell on the little doll who had met for the first time.

The housekeeper couldn't help sighing in his heart.If you let the grandfather's descendants know, they don't know what to think.

Chen Yunyao had heard of this jade. She glanced at the housekeeper, noticed the surprise on his face, confirmed her guess in her heart, and became more surprised.

This was the first time I met, and gave such a generous gift... Chen Yunyao couldn't help but look at Fang Yan a few more times.How good is this kid?Is it possible that the renminbi becomes a human failure?Everyone is loved, and even Mr. Wen, who has always been inaccessible, treats him so well.

Fang Yan didn't know what those people thought.

He didn't know the meaning of this jade, nor did he understand the value of this jade. Usually the elders like to give him gifts, so he also regarded this jade as an ordinary gift, and said sweetly to Mr. Wen. Thank you.

The time for talking, the fish from the kitchen over there was also delivered.

The other courtyard here is antique-style. Sitting in the living room, you can still see the scenery in the courtyard. Therefore, when the fisherman passed by the door, Fang Yan's eyes were immediately attracted.

Mr. Wen followed his gaze and smiled suddenly: "It's the fish that came, and you will have it right away."

He turned his head and said to the butler: "It just so happens that the meal is about to be ordered. Let me cook two more dishes in the kitchen, and find someone to talk to the Fang family. Only their grandson is here with me, so that no one will disappear. Be worried."

The butler responded and went out again.

Fang Yan also began to wait expectantly.

The practice of boiled fish described by Mr. Wen made his saliva flow out. Now that he learned that the fish had been sent to the kitchen and the chef had started cooking boiled fish, his mind automatically appeared. The picture of cooking boiled fish is really attractive.

He didn't wait long. The boiled fish was done very quickly. He just said a few words with Mr. Wen, and the servant had already brought a large pot of boiled fish over.

The pungent scent of chili is from far to near, and from it, there is also a very attractive scent. Fang Yan sucked his nose, subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and his eyes straightened out the door. Looked over.

When the red boiled fish was on the table, he couldn't help but sit up straight, and looked at the center of the table hard, only the big plate of boiled fish was left.

His movements were very obvious, and the expression on his face was full of desire to eat. Mr. Wen laughed a few times and made people bring the tableware over.

As soon as he took the chopsticks, Fang Yan couldn't wait to reach for the delicious fish.

Pulling aside the bright red pepper, revealing the white fish underneath, carefully clamp it with chopsticks.The fish was so slippery and tender that it was almost out of the chopsticks. Fang Yan immediately took the spoon to pick it up anxiously, and finally caught it.

He blew gently, feeling that the fish is not so hot, and then carefully put it in his mouth.

All the people present held their breath, and became nervous inexplicably, waiting for his afterthought.

Fang Yan chewed silently, and quickly swallowed the piece of fish. His mouth was red because of the spicy fish, his eyes turned red, and he almost shed tears.

Old man Wen hurriedly said: "Quick, come and give him a glass of water."

The housekeeper hurriedly picked up a glass of water.

Fang Yan hurriedly took it, and after drinking half a cup, he finally relieved the hotness.

He put down the cup, but shook his head in disappointment: "Grandpa, you lie."

Mr. Wen stayed.

"I lied?"

"Yes." Fang Yan said solemnly: "Your boiled fish is obviously not delicious at all."

Mr. Wen was even more surprised.

Even Chen Yunyao couldn't help but look at him, and the butler's face couldn't hide his shock.