20 years of restarting life

Chapter 3644 Ye Pinghe

Zhang Zhijing led Zhao Chang'an to a two-story wooden villa built by the sea and introduced it to Zhao Chang'an, saying, "My grandfather lives there and rarely sees outsiders."

"Is he in good health?"

Ye Pinghe and Ye Pingbai were in similar years, both in their early eighties. After seeing Old Man Li's ankylosing spondylitis, Zhao Chang'an was very curious as to why Ye Pingbai did not have this condition.

He once asked Wen Ye, and Wen Ye's answer was that the Ye family had spent so much money over the years, and this was the result. However, it was clear that the Ye family had not found a real solution. Otherwise, Ye Pingbai would have explicitly asked Wen Ye to allocate a portion of the cellar mud in the past two years so that the younger generation of the Ye family could cleanse their marrow and refine their meridians.

If Ye Pingbai really asks Wen Ye for it, Wen Ye will make very harsh conditions, but in the end he will give him some.

Because he also needed to observe how the Ye family would handle this thorny issue.

In other words, Wen Ye, Ye Pinghe, and Bai Longwang each chose different research directions. Zhao Chang'an was very curious as to why Ye Pinghe was looking for him.

"is acceptable."

Zhang Zhijing answered casually. Of course she knew that the man next to her was Zhao Chang'an, so no matter what the truth was, she could not tell him these things.

This research institute faces the sea on one side and is surrounded by fences on the other three sides, turning this three or four hundred meters of the seaside into their private territory. As you approach this solitary villa, the sea breeze howls and you can hear the sound of waves crashing against the rocks.

"Grandpa, I've brought the person."

Zhang Zhijing chased away the two country dogs that were wagging their tails around her, went up the wooden steps, pushed open the door, and spoke to an old man inside who was handsome and sitting in a wheelchair.

Ye Pinghe, who was teasing a gray magpie, glanced past Zhang Zhijing and looked at Zhao Chang'an.

"You young man have no manners at all. You've come to visit an elder's home for the first time, and you haven't even brought a gift?"

Ye Pinghe's face was flushed. When he saw that Zhao Chang'an's hands were empty, he immediately glared at him.

"Grandpa, but you want to see them, and they've come all this way to see you. It's almost one o'clock already. Have you eaten yet?"

Zhang Zhijing stood up for Zhao Chang'an.

"Don't you know I eat two meals a day?"

Ye Pinghe retorted to his granddaughter, displeased, "Unlike you bunch of good-for-nothings!"

"My task is complete. You still need to eat, Mr. Zhao. You can eat for a while if you want. Our supply is from eight in the morning to one in the evening."

Zhang Zhijing said something to Zhao Chang'an and then turned and left.

The house was warm. Zhao Chang'an glanced at Ye Pinghe's legs, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and then unceremoniously took a disposable cup to pour himself some tea and water.

Then he sat on the sofa next to Ye Pinghe.

He felt a subtle force, like the repulsion between like poles of a magnet, between him and Ye Pinghe. This repulsive force was like static electricity, making his hair a little fluffy.

This feeling also existed between him and Wen Ye, but because of their familiarity, it had been almost ignored. "Not bad, you can actually sense this potential difference."

Ye Pinghe looked at Zhao Chang'an with some surprise and said, "Third brother made a very bad impression of you, saying you've fallen into the trap of money. It seems that although you're stingy, you haven't completely fallen into the trap of money, and you still know to practice. But you're practicing this just to play with women, right?"

Although Ye Pinghe's tone was questioning, it was actually a statement of fact, his eyes filled with disdain: "You pretty buttocks, you can't even understand this, what are you even practicing for!"

In short, Zhao Chang'an's first impression of this old man was that he was difficult to deal with.

"You're mistaken. If everyone thought like that, humanity would have gone extinct. Men have this thing for procreation and seeking pleasure. You've been there, don't tell me it's not fun."

Anyway, Zhao Chang'an didn't intend to have anything with the Ye family. Since this old man was a bit difficult to deal with, he didn't mind showing his true self.

"If you don't understand, you don't understand. I'm not your grandfather, and I have no obligation to teach you."

Ye Pinghe frankly said, "I'm only interested in your money."

Zhao Chang'an stared at Ye Pinghe in a daze; this answer had once again surprised him.

Ye Pinghe stood up, and Zhao Chang'an then noticed that on the right leg, a simple calf made of elastic steel plate was visible through the trouser leg.

He said to Zhao Chang'an, "Walk with me for a bit."

"Chirp, chirp."

The magpie, perched on a two-meter-tall log branch, flapped its wings and flew up to the second floor like a streak of light, exiting through a half-open window.

They're still chattering loudly and unpleasantly outside.

This speed is definitely not something an ordinary magpie can achieve. Zhao Chang'an glanced at the second-floor window and thought it looked like Wen Ye's jade pendant, the lynx that Old Man Li gave him, and the black scorpion tattoo on Bai Feifei's arm.

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"Whoosh-"

The sea breeze howled, stirring the waters along the beach, creating layers of spray that crashed against the rocks, bursting into large white sprays.

The magpie flew rapidly back and forth at low altitude above the diving water, then suddenly plunged into the sea. When it emerged, it had a small silver fish in its beak, which it swallowed whole.

"Back then, I didn't really want to come here. I was just a hothead in my early twenties with a broken leg, with children ranging from two to under ten years old, and with only a small share of the inheritance. How difficult could it be for me to come here with no relatives or friends?"

Ye Pinghe's prosthetic leg was also wearing a shoe, and he walked very smoothly. It wasn't the sea breeze blowing on him, because his prosthetic leg was made of several strips of elastic steel plates, which allowed the sea breeze to easily get in and occasionally push his trouser leg up. It was really hard to tell that his leg was a prosthetic leg.

"It was indeed difficult to get here, but fortunately the people here are very kind. Many people felt sorry for me, a disabled person with four children. The landlady helped take care of the children and also helped find a lot of winter clothes from the neighborhood. Knowing that I wanted to open a Chinese medicine shop, even though these people didn't really believe in Chinese medicine, they still actively and enthusiastically helped me find a place to rent, as well as the landlord and the renovation workers. In short, looking back now, I don't know why I suddenly chose this place, but it was definitely the right place."

"Later I met my wife. Her father had severe rheumatism, and he suffered even more from the change in environment when he arrived in this place. Western medicine was not very effective, and eventually his legs swelled up so much that he had difficulty walking. The first customer when the shop opened was her father. However, at that time, her mother drove him there, along with a driver and a maid. They were obviously rich people."