After Zhong Zhenjie finished speaking, he took Zhong De directly into the Rolls Royce.
Zhong Zhenjie may be used to being poor, so he is still driving his own car now that he is worth billions.
"Grandpa, you have been suffering outside these years. There is a men's clothing store in front of you. Let me buy you some clothes."
Zhong Zhenjie looked at Zhong De wearing a set of clothes that cost no more than a hundred yuan in total, with guilt written all over his face.
"It's okay, it's okay. I think this outfit looks pretty good."
"There is a shopping mall in front of Grandpa, do you want to buy something?"
"No, no, I don't need anything now." ?.?????.???
"Grandpa, how are you living now? How about you live with me?"
"No, no, no, it's a well-organized house and it's convenient for work."
Zhong De is like Tai Chi, he can easily resolve whatever Zhong Zhenjie says.
Finally, under Zhong Zhenjie's strong request, Zhong De agreed to Zhong Zhenjie's request.
That is to go to his house for a meal.
Since Zhong De disappeared, the Zhong family has been completely separated. Now they can no longer get together. After all, they have already established their own families, and many of them even have children and grandchildren.
Zhong De doesn't have much affection for this family. After all, he only inherited memories and no emotions.
The luxury car drove all the way to a manor. This manor was not big and could only be regarded as an ordinary small manor.
"Normally, my son, I, and my wife live here. A cleaning company comes to clean the place every three days. My wife usually does the cooking."
Zhong Zhenjie brings Zhong De into the manor.
Looking at the manor in front of him, which was many times stronger than the villa, Zhong De couldn't help but sigh in his heart:
"Sure enough, the gap between rich and poor among human beings cannot be measured with a scale."
Obviously, the person this guy is comparing to is the top poor player Jiang Mingxi.
As soon as Zhong Zhenjie and Zhong De walked into the house, his wife appeared in front of them.
"Is this your daughter?"
Zhong De looked at the young woman in front of him, who looked to be less than thirty years old, and asked with some confusion.
"I don't have a daughter, this is my wife."
Zhong Zhenjie smiled bitterly, and for a moment he felt a little ashamed.
He didn't feel anything before, but now that there is an elder by his side, it is somewhat difficult for him to say this.
Zhong De:......
Rich people only play with flowers.
"Zhenjie, who is this?"
The woman looked at Zhong De with confusion on her face, but Zhong Zhenjie was about to answer when he heard this, but Zhong De beat him to it and said: "Nephew."
"ah?"
The woman was a little confused. Her husband had not seen any relatives in the past few years since she had been married. Why did a nephew suddenly appear now?
When Zhong Zhenjie heard this, his legs softened and he almost knelt down. It was so disrespectful. It would be very disrespectful if he admitted it.
However, Zhong De quickly held Zhong Zhenjie's hand and signaled that he was fine and that he didn't care.
This is what he said, of course he doesn't care.
"Yu Wan, please ask a chef who is good at our local cuisine to come over and cook. My nephew and I have not seen each other for many years. I must treat him well today."
"Um."
Yu Wan nodded lightly and then turned and left. When leaving, Yu Wan glanced at Zhong De unintentionally, with a flash of disgust in her eyes.
I don't know where Zhong De was, a poor relative who appeared from nowhere. How could he be qualified to enter her manor with his poor and sour appearance.
After Yu Wan left, Zhong Zhenjie quickly took Zhong De to the study room, and the two of them drank tea and chatted.
When talking about past events, Zhong Zhenjie's eyes filled with tears.
Apart from his parents, Zhong Zhenjie's biggest guilt in his life was his grandfather, Zhong De.
That year, his family was in trouble and was in debt, and everyone avoided it. Only Grandpa Zhong De, who had watched him grow up, not only did not dislike them, but also used money to help them pay off their debts, and left a sum of money to help his family survive. The toughest times.
However, when he became rich, he could not find his grandfather and had no way to repay him. You can imagine the guilt in his heart.
Especially today, when he saw his grandfather squatting on the roadside looking like a beggar, he felt even more guilty.
"Grandpa, you have suffered over the years. From now on, this is your home. Don't treat yourself like an outsider."
Zhong Zhenjie's wrinkled hands held Zhong De's hand, and his guilt completely broke out at this moment.
But Zhong De only replied a few words perfunctorily.
.....
Soon it was time for lunch.
A table of delicious food made Zhong De so good that his mouth watered.
"Nephew, do it. Don't be polite to me. Eat whatever you want. If it's not enough, I'll have it cooked."
Zhong Zhenjie brought Zhong De to the main seat, and he took Yu Wan to sit on the side.
This made Yu Wan very puzzled. It was a bit against the rules for a foreign nephew to take the lead.
"Where's that little brat Zhong Minhai? Didn't you call him to come back?"
Zhong Zhenjie suddenly turned his head and looked at Yu Wan, with a flash of anger in his eyes.
Zhong Minhai is Zhong Zhenjie's son, of course, the son he had with his first wife. He is in his early twenties this year.
He has no knowledge and skills, he only knows how to fool around with old people. If it weren’t for Zhong
