Lie Ying: All the villains in my family have been reborn

Chapter 169 Wen Zhengyuan
The person in the car shook his head helplessly: "Forget it, everyone is in a hurry, and I don't care about it with you."

Withdrawing his gaze, he was about to leave by bicycle, but a familiar figure in front of him made him stop again, and he even got off the bicycle directly.

Then he pushed the cart towards the familiar old man, and shouted uncertainly, "Zhuang, Mr. Zhuang?"

When they got closer, the man pushing the cart became more determined: "Mr. Zhuang, it's really you."

"what?"

Among the old friends, Mr. Zhuang, who was worriedly looking at Wen Nian, turned his head in surprise when he heard someone greet him.

He saw a middle-aged man in his forties looking at him excitedly.

"Huh? Xiaowen? Why are you here?"

Elder Zhuang recognized the young man in front of him, he couldn't help being stunned, and looked up and down at this upright junior with a pair of scrutinizing eyes.

"I've just been transferred to work in Lingmeng, so I'll come out to have a look by myself during this weekend."

Hearing Mr. Zhuang's question, Wen Zhengyuan quickly laughed and said, "Why are you here all the time? No wonder Grandpa said he hasn't seen you for the past two years. I don't know where you went to play."

"Me, it's all right, I'm going out with some old friends for a walk."

Mr. Zhuang raised his finger and pointed to several old friends who had already gone out, "If you are not in a hurry, why not come with me, I will introduce some old friends to you."

"Okay."

When Wen Zhengyuan heard Mr. Zhuang's words, he didn't refuse. He turned the car around and followed the old man with the cart.

Chatting casually: "Mr. Zhuang, how did you come to such a remote place?"

"If you want to come out and play, there are many quiet and comfortable places around Kyoto."

"We have already traveled around Kyoto."

Mr. Zhuang didn't mention the fact that they worked as teachers in a school here, "Besides, I go to those places every day, so there's nothing new about it."

"By the way, where's your wife and children?"

The old man kept talking, but his pace was not slow at all, "Is your visit here for a short time or for a long time?"

"My wife and children will come with me, but the little ones are still in school and will come together after the summer vacation."

"As for me, I really want to do something practical for the common people to keep the peace of one side."

Wen Zhengyuan replied respectfully, "My parents also expect me to make some achievements, don't just rely on them."

"Okay, that's a good thing."

Upon hearing this answer, Mr. Zhuang nodded in satisfaction, "Work hard, and you will have unimaginable gains."

"Listen to what you mean, Mr. Zhuang, is there any sacred place in our Lingmeng County that everyone doesn't know?"

When Wen Zhengyuan heard this, he couldn't help feeling excited, "Talk to the younger generation."

"You'll know then."

Mr. Zhuang left this sentence, and soon caught up with his old friends who deliberately slowed down and waited for him.

Seeing him come back, Bing Lao asked curiously: "Has Lao Zhuang met someone he knows?"

"It's a junior from an old friend's family. Let me introduce it to you. I will need a lot of guidance in the future."

Then he turned his head and waved to Wen Zhengyuan, "Come here Xiaowen, let me introduce you, these are from your grandparents' generation, this is Binglao, this is..."

The old man introduced him one by one.

Wen Zhengming parked the car aside, and greeted the old people respectfully: "Oh, Binglao, hello, hello."

"My grandma and mother are both your fans. They really like your articles. There are several excellent books of yours in the family collection."

"Hey, what kind of masterpiece is that?"

Bing Lao waved his hand, "Those are just superficial words that scratch the surface."

"You are too modest."

Wen Zhengming smiled and said, "If those excellent works of yours are only superficial writing, then the juniors will feel even more ashamed."

(End of this chapter)