A small three-story western-style building, the snow-white walls are particularly conspicuous among the greenery.

Antique styling is very chic.

There is also a small yard around the small western building, and there are many flowers and plants in the yard.

"I'm home." Grandpa Cen got out of the car, leaning on a cane with one hand, and holding onto Jiang Huanqing's hand with the other, "Qingqing, you came here when you were very young. Your grandfather lives here. Now the old man has gone to Beidaihe to recuperate, and this is where your father lives."

Mr. Cen said as he walked: "Your father is usually very busy. He often has to go abroad or go to various places for research and inspection, and he doesn't really spend much time at home. I was here with him two years ago. It's getting worse, and it's getting in the way here, so I'll go back to the ancestral house."

"Your father likes bonsai. The bonsai in this yard, big and small, are all pruned by him." Old Cen said with a smile.

"Xiao Zeng." A middle-aged man in the yard greeted him, and Mr. Cen introduced to Jiang Huanqing, "This is Xiao Zeng. He and his wife are here to take care of Mr. Ji's daily life. The things in this yard are usually He and his wife are also responsible for looking after, watering, deworming and so on."

"Xiao Zeng, this is our Miss Ji's family!" Elder Cen said to the middle-aged man, with pride and excitement in his voice, "I used to tell you often, Miss."

"Hi Miss." Zeng Yongzhi greeted quickly.

Jiang Huanqing quickly waved his hand: "Don't call me that, you are older than me, just call me by my name."

Elder Cen nodded with a smile, "It's fine. Our family is not like those big feudal families. It's good to have a name, let's call it Changqing."

Zeng Yongzhi nodded quickly: "Mr.

Elder Cen hurriedly warned: "We call it that at home, but we can't call it that when we go out. Qingqing doesn't want to reveal her identity yet."

"Okay Uncle Cen." Zeng Yongzhi nodded.

Elder Cen looked at Jiang Huanqing again, "Xiao Zeng is older than you, so you can call him Brother Zeng. The old man regards them as his own."

Jiang Huanqing nodded, "Brother Zeng."

Zeng Yongzhi even said no.

"Okay, Uncle Zeng, don't be polite here, we are all a family, why talk so much." Ji Yan pulled Yun Hua over and said to Yun Hua, "It's called Uncle Zeng."

Yun Hua also nodded, "Hello, Uncle Zeng, I'm Yun Hua."

"Okay, Yun Hua, nice name." Zeng Yongzhi hurried out of the way, "Missy is going home for the first time, Mr. Ji has a foreign affairs meeting, and he may not be back until evening. Let me show you around first? The rooms are already packed It's okay to take a break when you're ready."

While talking, someone came out from the backyard, it was a middle-aged woman.

"Hong Feng, let's see who's coming." Zeng Yongzhi hurriedly shouted.

The middle-aged woman smiled: "Needless to say, the one who can make Uncle Cen smile so brightly must be the eldest lady. This is the eldest lady, right? With such appearance and temperament, it is our Ji family."

"Miss, this is my lover Hong Feng."

Jiang Huanqing quickly nodded and smiled, "Sister Hong."

"Come on, I'll take the eldest lady to look at the room. I've tidied it all up. Let's see if there's anything that doesn't suit me. Let's make changes." Hong Feng smiled, and looked at Elder Cen again, "Uncle Cen, I'm borrowing your house. Qingqing for a while."

"Okay, you must borrow it for a while, and you have to return it to me in a while." Cen Lao cooperated with the teasing.

"Got it."

This back and forth, it can be seen that they are very happy.

Yun Hua felt that his mood was also infected by this sincere joy, happy, happy, happy!

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