I have ten trillion licking dog gold

"Where to stay?"

Downhill.

Maserati drives away from Baoshan Cemetery.

"Home."

Jiang Chen answered as a matter of course.

“The compound hasn’t been demolished yet, right?”

"Not yet. The relocation community has been capped, but it will take several months for people to officially move in. There will probably be no one in the compound during the Chinese New Year this year."

"Isn't this great? Moving into a new home before the New Year, a new beginning."

The Sanjian compound is a compound for laid-off workers. Jiang Chen and Fang Qing were born and raised there. Over the past few decades, many houses have begun to age, and some have even become dangerous buildings. For example, the circuit in the stairwell of the apartment building where Jiang Chen and his friends live is broken. It is fine during the day, but at night, the elderly can hardly see clearly when going up and down the stairs, which is quite dangerous.

In fact, the compound should have been demolished long ago, but the government has its own difficulties, such as financial difficulties and lack of money, so every year they talk about demolition, but no action is taken.

In the end, it was Jiang Chen who took action and finally made the long-awaited demolition plan of the Sanjian compound come to fruition.

This is how one person achieves enlightenment and ascends to heaven.

So try to be kind to others.

No one knows whether a neighbor will become successful and blessed one day.

"Are you sure you don't want to leave your family behind?"

"What are you staying for?"

"It has commemorative value. Tong Dan said that maybe in a few years your home will become 'Jiang Chen's Former Residence' and become a major cultural attraction for cultural tourism promotion."

Jiang Chen smiled.

"She is really creative. She marketed my home as a tourist attraction. Even I feel embarrassed if the tourists are not embarrassed."

"Just demolish it. As citizens of Shacheng, we should support the government's plan. Everyone else's house is demolished, but only my house is left. Isn't this provoking class contradictions?"

"Have you joined the party?" Fang Qing asked.

"No. I am still a glorious Young Pioneer."

The Maserati passed through the ancient city wall of the East Gate, turned right, drove through the one-way street under the city wall, and then entered the Zhang Juzheng Street paved with cobblestones.

The East Gate can be said to be the busiest gate in the inner city, and tourist buses from other places will stop here.

The dilapidated Sanjian compound stands here like a rag covered with historical dust, which has greatly affected the external image of Shacheng.

Some things should indeed go with the passage of time and exit gracefully, but the traces they leave in our hearts will never be erased.

"Buy something."

In front of the convenience store at the gate of the compound, Jiang Chen signaled to stop the car.
"No need."

"One yard owned by a yard."

Even though he was penniless at the beginning, Jiang Chen was very polite. Whenever he came back from winter and summer vacations, he would bring things for Fang Weiguo and his wife, no matter how valuable they were, let alone now.

He insisted on getting off.

"I just went to see Uncle Jiang and the others, but I didn't bring anything with me."

Jiang Chen was speechless, then laughed and said, "How can they be the same?"

"Do you really think of yourself as a guest? My parents don't like it when you carry things. You've done enough for them."

After hearing this, Jiang Chen did not insist any further, not because he was convinced.

A big part of the reason was that if he continued to talk too much, Fang Qing would most likely have an argument with him.

No matter how much he contributed to the Sanjian compound and Shacheng, in Qinggege's eyes, he was always just the guy who lived across the street and had to go to her house for meals every time. He had no halo at all.

“You didn’t let me buy it.”

The Maserati drove into the compound and immediately attracted the attention of people coming and going.

Although the Sanjian Company had collapsed long ago under the wave of state-owned enterprise reform, there is always a way out. After being laid off, the employees and their families in the compound found their own livings and no one starved to death. In fact, many people achieved extraordinary achievements, not to mention Jiang Chen and Fang Qing. For example, Fu Zilii was doing very well in Shacheng.

Even though he is in jail now, it doesn't mean he is completely finished. On the contrary, for small cities, it may be a different kind of resume, similar to the scars of a strong man.

There are many residents in the Sanjian compound who own cars nowadays, but there is only one Maserati worth millions. Everyone knows whose car it is, so they all give way to it and give it friendly, enthusiastic, and even flattering looks.

Most of the ordinary people are simple and honest.

They will respect whoever can benefit them.

Everyone knows that a golden phoenix appeared in the yard.

"You'd better not wander around the yard now, otherwise you'll attract a crowd. Everyone knows that you are the one who funded the demolition plan."

"How did it get out?"

"There is no such thing as a wall that is impenetrable. And you know my father. He may not brag about me as his daughter, but you are an honor to our family now, so how can he not talk about it?"

Jiang Chen laughed dumbly.

His uncle Fang really treats him as his own son.

"I'd better advise Uncle Fang to keep a low profile and not show off your wealth, or you'll be targeted by criminals."

It was really a joke.

It is true that wealth should not be shown off.

But the Sand City is so small, and anyone who is interested knows basically all the tough guys inside and outside the city.

Before Fu Zili entered, he was definitely the big brother in the underworld, and of course, he still is now.

Where is Fang Qing?
A top lawyer in a first-tier city.

Not to mention Jiang Chen, the Buddha.

Sand City was once known as the Bandit City, but even the bandits were not brainless.

The Maserati turned into a residential building and stopped downstairs.

Jiang Chen and Fang Qing got out of the car, climbed the stairs, and arrived at each other's door.

"Dong dong dong..."

Fang Qing knocked on the door, "Mom."

No one responded.

"You didn't bring your keys?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"Ah."

"Then come sit at my place first."

Jiang Chen invited warmly and immediately took out his house key.

"crunch..."

The rotten wooden door was tremblingly open like an old man who was about to die. Surprisingly, there was no dust in the house. It was not spotless, but it looked relatively clean and did not look like it had been vacant for a long time at all.

"Aunt Pan cleaned it up, right?"

Jiang Chen saw it clearly.

Fang Qing didn't say anything.

"Didn't I tell you that there's no need to bother? If I come back, I can just clean it up."

"My mom said that now that you have a girlfriend, no matter how successful you are, you will definitely bring your girlfriend home to see her. It would not be good if you come back one day and see the house is dirty."

Jiang Chen was stunned, and the unspeakable feeling of guilt became stronger.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.

Fang Qing sat down on the wooden sofa. Large areas of the red paint had aged and faded.

"It doesn't matter. In a few months, everyone will move away and they won't have such worries anymore."

Jiang Chen also sat down on the sofa, two bodies away from him. For some reason, he suddenly became a little depressed.

He and Fang Qing had been playing and fighting since they were little, and it had become a habit ingrained in them. In comparison, it was actually more difficult for him to face the two elders who treated him as their own son.

There is probably only one way to break this situation.

——The only possibility is that Fang Qing is also in love.

Princess Keqing is really too picky.

"I still have to go do some shopping."

Jiang Chen suddenly stood up.

Fang Qing was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing, "Okay, my mother cleaned the house for you, is she doing it for your things? If you buy them things for this, they will be really angry." Jiang Chen's mentality at this moment was that he felt he could not repay her.

True.

He is now rich enough to rival a country, but some friendships cannot be measured by money. Even if he repays them with money, it would be a complete insult.

You have to know that the Fang couple's kindness to him did not start after he changed his fate, but can be traced back to the day he was born.

After his parents passed away one after another, everyone kept their distance from him, including his relatives. Only Uncle Fang and Aunt Pan remained the same, and even became even nicer to him.

No wonder Fang Qing always keeps talking about it.

If he were Fang Qing, he would also have to doubt who the biological child was.

"If Uncle Fang and Aunt Pan need anything, tell me."

Jiang Chen sat down again.

"They have everything they need. My mom still goes to the square to dance every night. You have nothing to worry about."

"is it?"

Jiang Chen smiled, "Aunt Pan has a talent for dancing?"

"Don't tell me, they even let her be the team leader."

Jiang Chen looked unconvinced, "Is it because of your daughter?"

While we were chatting, we heard footsteps outside the house.

The two looked over.

Pan Hui, who was surprised at how the Jiang family's door was opened, also looked in, holding a shopping bag in her hand. When she saw Jiang Chen, she was surprised, and then smiled happily.

"Xiao Jiang is back."

Jiang Chen immediately stood up, "Aunt Pan."

"Girl, why didn't you tell us in advance? Come in and sit down."

Pan Hui quickly took out the key, but with that attitude, I'm afraid even if she has a son-in-law in the future, she may not be so enthusiastic.

"You went to the supermarket?"

Fang Qing walked out and took the shopping bag for her mother.

Pan Hui opened the door and glared at her, "Want to give us a surprise, right?"

"Aunt Pan, don't blame Fang Qing. I didn't tell anyone. It was Tong Dan who leaked my flight information."

Jiang Chen did not sit idly by and watch his childhood sweetheart being wronged, even though Fang Qing had played tricks on him many times in the past.

But a good man doesn't fight with a woman.

"Where's Uncle Fang?"

"Yeah, where's Dad? Didn't he go to the supermarket with you?"

Pan Hui's face showed an unnatural look for some reason. She opened the door and explained vaguely, "He's downstairs and will be up soon. Xiao Jiang, come in quickly."

The children have grown up after all, and have become outstanding people. With Jiang Chen and Fang Qing's insight, how could they not see that Pan Hui is abnormal.

Are the couple having a fight?

Jiang Chen and Fang Qing couldn't help but look at each other, but they also tacitly kept silent.

"Qingqing, pour tea for Jiang Chen."

"Aunt Pan, don't bother, I'm not thirsty."

"I'll call your uncle and ask him to come up right away."

Pan Hui even deliberately walked into the kitchen. It was obvious that she had something going on, otherwise there would be no need to be so secretive.

Jiang Chen winked secretly.

Fang Qing understood what she meant and stood up, following her mother. As soon as she reached the kitchen door, she heard her mother's suppressed scolding.

"Alright! It's a fact that Xiao Jiang has a girlfriend. Why do you have to make a fuss about it? She has no ill intentions. Xiao Jiang is back, get up here right now!"

"Yes! He's already home, hurry up!"

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Pan Hui had just hung up the phone when she was startled by Fang Qing's voice. She turned around immediately and tried to cover up, "What are you doing in here? Go talk to Jiang Chen."

"What is Dad doing down there?"

"Nothing. Just relax."

"Relax?"

Fang Qing laughed, "Why are you relaxing so late in the afternoon? Who has offended him?"

"No one has offended him, he is just petty."

"Dad doesn't seem to be a stingy person."

"He's not stingy. He brags outside all day, saying that he watched Xiao Jiang grow up, as if Xiao Jiang is his own son. But when someone casually asked when to attend your wedding, he got angry."

"Wedding wine? Whose wedding wine?"

Pan Hui looked at her daughter, seemed to be hesitant to speak, and sighed softly.

"Who else could it be? When we were shopping in the supermarket just now, we ran into an old friend. You have to call him uncle. He also lived in the yard before, but later moved out. We just happened to meet him in the supermarket today. He has also heard how successful you and Jiang Chen are now. Seeing that your two children were very good when they were young, he jokingly asked if you were in love and asked you not to forget to invite him when you get married. He was just being polite and didn't mean anything else, but I don't know what's wrong with your father. He had a gloomy face all the way home..."

Do you really not know what's wrong with your husband?

"Just tell the truth."

Fang Qing smiled and said as if nothing had happened, "He's downstairs, right? I'll go find him."

"No need, he's already here."

"You kid, you always like to raid, don't you?"

The mother and daughter in the kitchen could hear the hearty laughter coming from the door. It was full of energy and did not look depressed at all.

Mother and daughter looked at each other.

"Your father is also a master of acting."

Pan Hui shook her head and smiled, "Go out."

Jiang Chen had no idea what was going on and was fooled by Fang Weiguo's performance, thinking it was just a daily quarrel between the old couple.

It’s inevitable that a couple won’t quarrel.

"Uncle Fang."

Someone who could even chat and slack off with Cao Jinse while sitting in a meeting at the center of power quickly stood up, as if the common people who were walking quickly were more important than the politicians in the temple.

Fang Weiguo's face flushed with genuine joy, and he patted Jiang Chen's shoulder vigorously.

"Good boy, I thought I would have to wait until the New Year to see you again."

"Like Qingqing, Xiao Jiang and Tiejun were childhood friends. How could he not come back when Tiejun got married?"

Pan Hui and her daughter came out of the kitchen.

Fang Weiguo turned around and looked into his wife's eyes. He couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, but fortunately his wife didn't see through his disguise.

"Yes! You must come to Tiejun's wedding. Tiejun was the most stable one among you when he was young. As expected, he was also the first to get married."

Fang Weiguo suddenly realized what his wife was saying and continued with a smile.

Jiang Chen was not honest at all when he was a child.

only……

impermanence of life.

"Luckily, your Aunt Pan and I just went to the supermarket to buy some vegetables. Today, Uncle Fang will show you a few tricks."

"Uncle Fang, why don't I do it?"

"You don't have to worry about your uncle Fang's cooking skills. Maybe he's too idle and needs to find something to do. He's now starting to study cooking, and the dishes he makes are still edible."

Pan Hui's joke made everyone laugh, including Fang Weiguo.

"The two children have been eating the dishes you cook for 10 to 20 years and have long been tired of them. You have to change their taste."

"I will never get tired of eating Aunt Pan's cooking."

Jiang Chen said immediately.

Fang Weiguo stopped talking, raised his hand and pointed at Jiang Chen with a smile on his face, "You, boy, are a better actor than me!" (End of this chapter)