The Gate of the Mansion

Only those who are qualified to enter the strict iron gate at the bottom of the mountain know that the scenery on the top of the mountain does not actually pursue huge visual effects. There is a 4-story villa in the center, with a small Soviet-style red brick bungalow on each side. The drawings should be followed*

**In some embassy areas or local buildings of the old provincial party committee compound, outside the main building villa, there are a group of people, including men, women and children, about ten or so. In the middle is an elderly lady, not tall, very tall

She is thin and small, wearing a very festive bright red and luxurious Tang suit, and a pair of exquisite reading glasses. Her aura cannot be summed up just as energetic. It is a kind of vigor that no one can compete with, and there is no trace of the sluggishness of an ordinary old person.

Her aura made people feel eerie. Therefore, there was no one within one meter of her left and right hands, and they seemed to be subconsciously avoiding her.

After the Cayenne slowly stopped, Zhao Jiadi and Shang Que got out of the car. The old lady stepped forward and held Zhao Jiadi's hand. The old lady smiled broadly and said happily that Xiaobaliang would be back soon if he came back.

That's good. The people around him all breathed a sigh of relief. While Zhao Jiadi was not staying at the top of the mountain where he was the king, everyone had suffered enough from the old lady's moodiness and acrimony, but no one dared to get angry.

He said, for fear of offending this old Buddha who was even more arrogant than Zhao Yan Wang. Zhao Jiadi, who was carrying a big bag on his back, laughed and said, "Grandma, I brought you a lot of New Year's goods bought from the old department store on Nanjing Road, Shanghai. You pick them up."

Give it a try and see which one you like, and I'll bring you some more later. The old lady, who is famous for being difficult to get along with, wiped her slightly moist eyes and said cheerfully that everything Xiaobaliang bought is delicious, and grandma will know that this day

There are only eight or two pairs of grandmas down there who are truly filial.

At this point, Lafayette snorted coldly and said, "Da Biao, if you haven't accepted the things yet, you are not afraid of exhausting Ba Liang. You have no eyesight at all. You will have a life of no future. If you lose Ba Liang, you will have to call you uncle."

Look, it's a loss. Zhao Dabiao, Zhao Jiadi's uncle, squeezed out a smile and hurriedly took the package, which was not heavy. He didn't dare to say any nonsense. He was so domineering and arrogant outside. The rest of Zhao Jiadi's gang

Her uncles and other direct relatives died one by one. Anyway, among this group of people, in Lafayette's opinion, only her precious grandson was promising and filial. The others were just white-eyed wolves who were not well-raised and were ineffective here to beg for food.

Guys. But they are still somewhat convinced. There is nothing they can do. Even Zhao Taizu was scolded by the old lady as soon as they met. She either scolded the unfilial son or taught him not to do his job properly. How could they be so embarrassed to cling to the branches of Jinhai Industry? They usually

Whenever he got the opportunity, he "tributed" to Lafayette, including jade, antiques, and gift bags worth six figures. Every time, none of them were hundreds or thousands of times more expensive than Zhao Baliang's bag of special snacks, but they were all useless. Lafayette accepted them.

Next, if you don’t say anything, you are still in a good mood. If you accept a few sarcastic words, you are in a normal mood. When you are in a bad mood, the gate will not let you in. This often happens, whenever the gate at the foot of the mountain is full of people.

Luxury car, Zhaojiacun knew that there was a major incident in Jinhai, and unfortunately, Lafayette was in a bad mood, let alone eating and drinking, the door would not open, and Lafayette could not open it, just like Zhao Taizu, Zhao Yan Wang, was begging for mercy

It was useless. There was only one exception, and that was to ask Zhao Baliang to say a few nice words to make Lafayette happy. After Zhao Jiadi left TS to go to university in Shanghai, the Zhao family mansion was full of gloom and dark clouds.

, none of them dared to breathe. Zhao Jia came back for the first time today. The old Buddha was in a good mood early in the morning. When he saw the servants and juniors, they all showed subtle smiles as the sun came out from the west. People like Zhao Dabiao were very relaxed.

In one breath, everyone was flattered.

Brother. Brother Zhao Yan shouted softly. This bastard was probably the happiest one besides the old Buddha of the Zhao family. Zhao Jiadi nodded. At this time, he didn’t need to look at Brother Zhao Yan’s mother to know that her face was not very good-looking.

They just politely called Auntie, neither cold nor hot. As for Zhao Dabiao, the backbone of the Zhao family, they all called out one by one according to their seniority. Everyone nodded in agreement. They really believed in Zhao Jiadi.

I have a good impression, because this junior has been sensible since he was a child, and does not deliberately show off to anyone. Everyone has received more or less "favor" from Zhao Jiadi, helping to open up the link of Lafayette, and asking her for help in certain matters.

With a nod, Lafayette pulled Zhao Jiadi into the villa, and saw the old hiking shoes on his grandson's feet. He felt distressed and said, "You know how to save money. If you don't satisfy grandma on this point, why are you so frugal? Southern."

The weather is so bad, and the cold is neither yin nor yang. What should I do if I get frozen? Speaking of this, Lafayette glanced at a certain intellectual woman who was keeping some distance away from her, and deliberately sighed and said something like

If the weather in the south is still neither cloudy nor sunny in winter, oh, eight taels, your father's three gold coins are your money. If you don't use it, it doesn't mean that others can't squander it. It's not worth it. It's not worth it.

ah.

Zhao Dabiao and the other big men looked strange and were holding back.

The intellectual and elegant young woman seemed indifferent.

At this time, Zhao Jiadi needed to adjust the atmosphere and said with a smile: "Grandma, I often wear the cloth shoes you sewed for me at school. They are not cold and they are warm."

Lafayette felt distressed again, and her grip on Zhao Jiadi's hand became a little tighter. She was afraid that this perfect grandson would leave her side, and said dotingly and kindly: "Grandma will sew another pair for you tomorrow, so you can change."

Wear it, and tell grandma when it’s worn out. Grandma is old, but she’s still not old enough to sew cloth shoes for her grandson.”

Brother Zhao Yan, who was hiding in the crowd, stuck out his tongue. He had never enjoyed this kind of treatment. Grandma was lucky if she didn't scold him for a day.

Shang Que has never been an outsider to the Zhao family mansion. He and Bao Zi are the only two heroes in Zhao Village who can secretly climb over the iron gate and enter the Zhao family without being maimed. Shang Que is treated better than Bao Zi because Lafayette is also very kind.

The main reason why she is satisfied with this little youngster is that Shang Que has stood unswervingly behind her grandson since he was a child. He is excellent himself, especially because he does not steal the limelight from Xiao Baliang, and he can also help carry hidden arrows. He will never recognize his relatives for the rest of his life.

The sensible old Buddha had no reason not to look at him differently. Shang Que was so familiar with these prominent figures in Jinhai Industry that he greeted them, and the other party did not deal with them perfunctorily. Before the succession of the Zhao family was settled, and before the prince ascended the throne, no one

The original intention was to snub one of the best friends of one of the two heirs, because maybe one day in the future, Shang Que, an "outsider", might become a powerful figure in Jinhai Industrial. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, although Jinhai is very careful to exclude relatives

It is a special family business outside the core circle, but the Zhao family alone constitutes a self-contained world. The water is very muddy and deep. In recent years, there have been dense intrigues on and off the stage. Lafayette refused to step in for a day.

After entering the coffin, no one dares to take Zhao Baliang lightly, whom many people do not think highly of.

Everyone gathered together with Lafayette and Zhao Jiadi as the center. There was still a little time before dinner. After Zhao Jiadi exchanged polite greetings with these people, he told his grandma to go and see Uncle Huang. Lafayette nodded and said, go ahead.

Except for me, an old woman who many people hold grudges against but never die, only Lao Huang is the brightest person in the family. Zhao Jiadi was helpless. Grandma’s attack was too broad. It swept a large area and almost everyone in the living room was killed. He

Bringing a piece of Double Happiness with you, you and Shang Que walked through the back door of the hall. Behind the three main buildings, there is an oversized fish pond and an unmatched two-story bungalow. This is the residence dedicated to Uncle Huang and his dog.

The hawks are all here. In front of the bungalow there is a yard surrounded by a wooden fence, a vegetable garden, an old locust tree, a row of grape trellises, a few broken bamboo chairs, and a few dogs.

He rushed out, nuzzled him very affectionately and waggled his tail. Zhao Jiadi touched their heads and walked into the yard. Uncle Huang lay on a wicker chair with his eyes closed to relax. When Zhao Jiadi and Shang Que sat down, the old man opened his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he looked a little cloudy, not as radiant as the worldly master in the novel. This old man who had stayed in the Zhao family for many years looked like an ordinary old man everywhere. In addition, his legs were a little lame, which made it even more difficult.

To make outsiders feel awe. Zhao Jiadi put the cigarette on the wooden table and said respectfully: "Grandpa Huang, this is Double Happiness that people in Shanghai often smoke. They call it Little China. You try it."

"How much does it cost per bag? If it exceeds 10 yuan, I will take it back." The old man has always been serious about words, but now his expression is considered gentle enough.

"7 yuan. If you buy a whole piece, you can save 5 cents per pack." Zhao Jiadi said with a smile, "I don't dare to bring in the expensive ones."

Uncle Huang hummed softly and said, "I'll take a look at it, but I won't give it back to you." After saying that, the old man continued to close his eyes and rest. Zhao Jiadi knew that he could avoid people, so he wisely took Shang Que away without saying a word.

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Shang Que gets nervous every time he sees this taciturn old man. He has been in and out of Zhao's house for so many years, but he has never spoken more than ten sentences to the old man in total.

Zhao Jiadi and Shang Que were sitting in the pavilion in the center of the big fish pond. The fish pond was round in shape, with stone steps made of lotus petals spaced equally apart, arranged in a curve. There were also two Bodhisattva statues on both sides of the fish pond, overlooking

, the whole fish pond forms a yin and yang fish pattern, which is very particular. It is said that Zhao Sanjin invited an old Taoist priest from an unknown Taoist temple in Shanxi to give instructions after he visited the thatched cottage three times. In addition to the yin and yang fish on the surface, there seems to be a big article under the water.

Zhao Jiadi was still in primary school at the time, and he didn’t have many memories. He only remembered that the old Taoist priest had a white beard and white hair, and he was indeed a somewhat immortal figure. The carp in the fish pond were also rare species. In short, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, except for a few houses

The appearance is not impressive, and everything else, including the small details, is full of mystery. The combination of these small mysteries into a big mystery consumes immeasurable manpower, material and financial resources. Zhao Jiadi said that Zhao Sanjin is an outbreak.

It is not without reason and basis.

Zhao Jiadi smiled and said, why don't you go home to see your father? Shang Que leaned against the pillar and said indifferently that he had called yesterday and was still studying his Twenty-Four Histories. It doesn't matter if he goes early or later. He might as well stay at your house.

Let's have a meal, but it's a pity that Sister Dongcao is not here. I miss her very much. Zhao Jiadi smiled and said, "I miss you." Shang Que smiled evilly and said, "What's up, Uncle Ba Liang, you're jealous, no need, she is my sister, we are afraid of being immersed in the pig cage,"

This one is not good either. Zhao Jiadi sighed and said, I am very curious about what kind of wife you will find in the future. Shang Que shrugged and said, "What, that's it. It's not just a pair of eyes, a nose and a mouth, there can be more."

It's impossible to have a baby. Zhao Jiadi said goodbye thiefly, thinking that I don't know that you have thoughts about Lao Yang's aunt. Shang Que smiled calmly and said, "I must have thoughts, but it's definitely not what you think.

It’s purely for appreciation, not for fun when watching from a distance. Zhao Jiadi smiled evilly and said that Yang Dingbo does have some taste, he is a little taller than me, and those legs are so damn flexible, but the size of his breasts is a little small, otherwise she would wear it

Putting on the military uniform, with a flick of the finger, I had to surrender. Brother Zhao Yan hurriedly ran into the pavilion and asked curiously, brother, who is wearing the military uniform? He is so fierce that even you miss him. Zhao Jiadi cursed Sister ***,

Let's go and cool off. Brother Zhao Yan said goodbye to my sister with a smile on his face. Brother, we don't have any sisters, but we have two sisters. Wang Banjin, Sister Dongcao, if you want, let them go. Zhao Jiadi rewarded him

The word "go". Of course Brother Zhao Yan refused to "go". He came out with a cigarette, Yellow Crane Tower 1916, and handed one to Zhao Jiadi and Shang Que each in a very flattering manner. He helped light it, and did not forget to reward himself with one.

But he kept his head down and smoked carefully, obviously afraid that his mother would see him and be severely punished.

Brother Zhao Yan smiled charmingly and said, "Brother, I have watched a lot of good movies in the past six months. Let's watch them together tonight."

Zhao Jiadi glanced at him sideways and said, "Do you know how to hit a plane?"

Brother Zhao Yan's face, which looked very handsome and noble because it looked more like his mother's face, turned red. He said, "Brother, don't forget that I am a man who went to the casino to prostitute girls when I was ten years old." Zhao Jiadi said with disdain, "Let Xiaowei do it."

Just do your homework, you loser. Brother Zhao Yan smoked hard, sat in the corner and sulked, but he couldn't say anything big. No matter how he was in a private school, how he gave advice in front of others, how he was shameless in front of a beautiful female teacher,

In front of this brother, he has been surprisingly docile in the past two years. Even the stern-eyed old Buddha can't understand it. At first, the old lady thought that Brother Zhao Yan got the fucking opportunity and wanted to play the warmth card to save the country. After a period of time,

After observing for a long time, I found that it was not like that. On the one hand, the vixen who was considered by Lafayette to dig up the foundation of the Zhao family did not have the ability to do Taoism. Secondly, Xiaoji, the unpleasant little grandson, also did not have that deep city and acting skills. In terms of acting skills, Lao

The wife calls herself the second in Caofeidian, and no one dares to say that she is the first. As time goes by, the old man is no longer as wary of his grandson as he was at first, and his face is much better than before. The little chicken is majestic among the many young people born in the 90s in Zhaojiacun.

He is the same for a while, forms cliques, and is domineering in school. He likes to teach others. He considers himself a senior otaku and a high-quality gangster of the new era. He always likes to tell his younger brothers that there are 49 people in a group waiting for you to download the dungeon, and he is late every day.

You fucking deserve to be called an otaku? You don’t know Sister Sora Aoi’s magnificent bust, and you don’t know that Sister Ai Iijima dedicated herself to death, but you still deserve to be called an otaku? How dare you hook up with a girl without the purpose of getting married,**

*Does he deserve to be called a hooligan with morals and ideals? Zhao Dabiao is familiar with the situation in the school. When the guests at home are busy, Zhao Wupao will come up with these jokes one by one to warm up the show. The effect is often very good. Those uncles from Zhao Sanjin

The top buddies all laughed loudly, saying that a tiger father has no dog son, and that Zhao Sanjin is always immovable. He said that it was because of the good education of the school teacher and that he had nothing to do with me. Everyone laughed.

Brother Zhao Yan said depressedly: "Brother, I heard from grandma that it will take a few weeks for Sister Dongcao to get away from the company's business, and 80% of the time she will come back with dad. And aunt also said that she will not return to China this year, so I called Wang Banjin,

She didn't want to talk to me, and she said she wouldn't celebrate the New Year together this year and would go back to *** with her mother. In the end, not many people actually sat at the dining table to have New Year's Eve dinner this year. It was so fucking lonely.

No**."

Zhao Jiadi smiled and said: "Wang Banjin will come here around the second day of the Lunar New Year. You are a bitch, and you won't feel comfortable if you are not bullied by Wang Banjin."

Brother Zhao Yan shook his head coolly and said: "The children of the poor who have endured a lot of hardship have already become the masters of the family."

Zhao Jiadi said disdainfully: "If you are a poor child, you have the ability to say this to Zhao Sanjin."

Brother Zhao Yan remained silent and timidly said: "No, if dad doesn't give me a red envelope, I won't be finished. Now I have many younger brothers and a lot of expenses. This society is really stupid. What boss can't make money the next day if he doesn't have enough money in his pocket?"

Just pack up and get out, all loyalty and other things are rubbish."

Zhao Jiadi joked: "Zhao Sanjin doesn't give your mother a fixed pocket money of more than three million yuan every year. When it is spread out, it is nearly 300,000 yuan a month. You have to go find your mother."

Brother Zhao Yan laughed heartlessly and said, "My mother doesn't even have enough for herself, and she has built a small treasury in the past two years, and she has been asking for money from my father in various ways, saying that it is to save money for me to marry a wife in the future.

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Zhao Jiadi didn't take it seriously and said: "You should be sensible and don't worry your mother all the time. You can cause trouble in the school, but don't make it so bad that your parents go to the principal's office to wipe your butt. In

At home, your mother is always angry with grandma, so remember not to fan the flames behind your back. Our grandpa did not like fighting among his own family the most when he was alive."

The little kid nodded seriously and said, "Yes, I will listen to my brother."

Zhao Jiadi cursed rudely: "Don't talk nice. If I find out that you dare to speak ill of grandma to your mother, I will beat you to death."

Brother Zhao Yan became anxious and immediately threw away the cigarette and threw it directly into the fish pond. A group of rare carps that had been raised to be extremely fat surged past, and then dispersed one by one in disappointment. Only this bastard could do such an immoral thing. He felt wronged.

He said: "How can I do that? When my mother was angry, I always tried to persuade her, saying that grandma was a sharp-tongued person with a soft heart."

Shang Que burst into laughter, these two living brothers made people speechless.

How could the old Buddha be such a compassionate Bodhisattva with a sharp mouth and a heartless heart?
Chapter completed!