In midsummer, in July, the sun is shining high and golden cicadas are chirping. In such a hot season, there are almost no pedestrians on the road.
No matter how beautiful the scenery outside is, the earth under the sun is like a hot iron plate, and no one wants to get on it and be burned by the fire.
Even the naughty and playful child would rather stay at home at the moment.
A car was speeding on the road, and after a while, it stopped in front of a courtyard.
This is a Chinese-style garden.
A man stepped out of the driver's seat and opened the back door.
"Master, we're here." The man said respectfully.
The man in the back seat got out of the car and walked toward the courtyard.
In a pavilion in the courtyard, two old men and a monk wearing a monk's robe, who looked... rather like a Taoist monk, were sitting drinking tea and chatting.
Outside the pavilion, there is a large pool filled with hibiscus flowers.
July is the season when hibiscus flowers bloom.
The pond full of lotus flowers are like fairies in pink and white shirts and skirts, standing upright on the green round platform and dancing gracefully.
Suddenly a breeze blew, bringing the unique fragrance of hibiscus flowers, bringing a coolness to the hot summer, and blowing away the heat in people's hearts.
The man in the back seat of the car just now strode into the pavilion in the fragrant breeze.
The man has a handsome appearance, with sharp edges and corners as clear as a knife. He has a pair of slender red phoenix eyes under his sword-shaped brows, which are cold and cold. The nose is high, the thin lips are slightly pursed, and the person exudes an aura that does not allow strangers to approach him.
This man, named Mo Qisi, is the founder of Nancheng QS Group. He is 28 years old and is known as "Master Si".
"Qisi is here..."
Seeing Mo Qisi, an old man spoke.
The old man who spoke was Mo Qisi's grandfather, Mo Chengde.
He was holding a cup of tea and looking at Mo Qisi who was leaning against the pillar with a smile.
"You called me here in a hurry, what's the matter?" Mo Qisi asked expressionlessly.
His voice was just like the feeling he gave others, cold and indifferent, keeping strangers away. Even in the hot summer, people can still feel a sense of coolness.
However, the three old people in the pavilion didn't care at all and were still happy.
Mo Qisi raised his hand and glanced at his watch, then raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Chengde: "I only have half an hour. There will be a meeting later. If you have anything to say, please tell me."
"You first sit down and have a cup of tea with us old men." Mo Chengde poured a cup of tea for Mo Qisi, pointed to an empty seat, and motioned for him to sit down.
"Let's put work aside for today. It won't be too late to move the meeting to tomorrow. There will be endless money." He glanced at his grandson, feeling a little distressed.
Since establishing QS Group, Mo Qisi has been immersed in work every day. It seems that this is the only way to numb himself.
How could Mo Chengde not know what his grandson was thinking...
After all, he owed him something. He is still willing to recognize him as his grandfather, which is enough.
Mo Qisi didn't answer, just stood aside and looked at Mo Chengde, waiting to see what the old man wanted to play today.
After all, he is getting older. Mo Chengde has been living here alone for these years with no company. Every now and then, he would make excuses to call Mo Qisi over because he had something urgent to do, just to want him to spend more time with him...
As people get older, they lose sight of many things. What they really want is for their children and grandchildren to be healthy and have a happy family.
What we really lack is the company of our children and grandchildren...
Mo Qisi actually understood it, so he never thought of exposing it.
Mo Chengde actually knew it, but he never thought of saying it clearly.
Both the grandfather and the grandson were very clear-minded, but they both pretended to be confused while pretending to understand.
Mo Chengde glanced at Mo Qisi, who was unmoved, and said again: "Sit down and taste this tea. This is a rare and good tea. Try it."
Mo Qisi rubbed his forehead helplessly, then sat down and drank the tea.
"I drank the tea too. If you have any questions, just tell me." He put down the tea cup and said.
"Also, I've told you many times. It's hot now. Don't run to this pavilion all the time. Don't worry about the heat. You're an old man. If you have a heat stroke, why don't you find something to do for me..." He was venomous and sharp in his words, but he couldn't hide the concern he revealed.
Mo Chengde was obviously used to it and was not annoyed. He still smiled and said, "Aren't I happy that my friends are here today... Besides, your pavilion is well built and there are shade trees around it, so you can enjoy the coolness and not get too hot." It’s not hot enough…”
He is probably the only grandson who can express concern so awkwardly...
I don’t know if I will ever hear a word of concern from him that is not awkward in his lifetime.
Mo Qisi snorted coldly: "Just be stubborn, old man. It's really hot. Don't expect me to take care of you."
Mo Chengde made a "cut" sound, looking a bit like a grumpy old man.
He cursed in his heart: Being so tough-talking is not cute at all!
"So what exactly is going on, can you tell me now?" Mo Qisi urged.
"Don't worry, come on, let me introduce you first." Mo Chengde pointed to an old man sitting next to him with a smile and said, "This is your Grandpa Gu. Qisi, call me Grandpa."
The old man introduced by Mo Chengde was named Gu Hongyue. He had gray hair and a long white beard, but he looked energetic.
He was looking at Mo Qisi with a smile, his eyes were very kind, which made Mo Qisi feel a bit familiar.
just like……
Hmm... Just like the way Mo Chengde looked at him.
Mo Qisi had some doubts in his heart, thinking about what Mo Chengde was playing.
He folded his hands on his chest and lazily raised his eyes to glance at Mo Chengde: "Are you confused?"
Let him call someone grandpa? What's the matter, do you still want him to recognize you as your godfather?
"No old fool." Mo Chengde still smiled, "You call someone first, and you will know why later."
Mo Qisi raised his eyes and glanced at Gu Hongyue, then nodded slightly: "Grandpa Gu."
Gu Hongyue stroked his beard and smiled kindly: "Okay, okay..."
Mo Chengde pointed to the monk next to him and introduced: "This is Master Duyi."
Hearing his words, Mo Qisi raised his head in slight surprise and looked at Master Duyi.
The name of Master Du Yi is known to everyone in Nancheng, no, perhaps in the entire country of China. It is said that he can divine fortune and predict the future, and there are countless people who want to ask him for fortune telling.
However, the whereabouts of Master Duyi are elusive, and no one can find him unless he takes the initiative to find him.
So why did he come to grandpa today? Mo Qisi was thinking.
With questions in his mind, he looked at Master Duyi: "Master."
Master Duyi smiled and nodded.
For some reason, when he saw his smile, Mo Qisi thought of the Buddha who saved all sentient beings.
After saying hello, Mo Qisi looked at Mo Chengde and asked, "So why did you call me here today? If there is nothing important, I will leave first."
I've been here with this old man for a while, and that's almost enough.
"Okay, okay, okay, I know you are busy, but I asked you to come here today because there is something really important, related to your life..." After Mo Chengde finished speaking, he stood up, "Let's go, there is someone else who wants to ask you. See you."
Mo Chengde, Gu Hongyue, and Master Duyi all stood up and walked out of the pavilion with a smile.
"A major event in life?" Mo Qisi thought silently in his heart.
Did the old man want him to go on a blind date?
He frowned slightly, his expression impatient. But after pondering for a moment, he finally lifted his heels.
