Chapter 978: Chapter 977: Elder Wu, the Charlatan
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"Old man, the wind on this mountain top is giving
a headache, I’d better head back first." As soon as Ye Changfeng finished speaking, he turned and prepared to leave.
The old man was about to speak again, but Ye Changfeng was already leaving. The old man stood there dumbfounded, staring at Ye Changfeng’s back before finally reacting.
"I’ve been waiting for you here in the wind all morning with my old bones, and young people nowadays can’t even withstand a bit of wind, unlike my old bones." The old man muttered to himself. As he finished speaking, he sneezed again.
The cold wind swept through again, causing the old man to shiver and hurriedly pull at his clothes.
Ye Changfeng followed the path back ho. Zhao Xiaona and Chen Qing’er were busy in the kitchen. If it were sumr, preparing breakfast at this ti wouldn’t be unusual, but now, in the cold weather, it seed unnecessary to prepare it so early.
"Sister Zhao, in this cold weather, you’ve woken up to make breakfast! You don’t have to get up so early." Ye Changfeng said to Zhao Xiaona.
Zhao Xiaona smiled slightly and said, "In case soone gets up suddenly, it’s wonderful to have a hot breakfast ready. I’ve made porridge, co and have so."
Just as Ye Changfeng was about to get so porridge, he heard soone constantly ringing the doorbell outside.
This early in the morning, who could it be?
Mo Yang’s image flashed in Ye Changfeng’s mind. After all, in this winter weather, early in the morning, only he would have the courage to visit.
So, Ye Changfeng went to open the door himself, but upon opening it, he was a bit dumbfounded.
Because standing in front of him wasn’t Zhu Lie, but the old man he had just spoken with on the mountain top.
In this villa area, unless invited by the owner, guests generally can’t wander around freely. If this old man lived in the villa area, he should know the rules, so why was he coming to see him?
"Grandpa, what’s going on?" Ye Changfeng asked the old man, puzzled.
"Young people nowadays are really impatient. I hadn’t finished speaking, and you had already rushed down the mountain." The old man imdiately chastised Ye Changfeng.
"Oh, I see. So, Grandpa, what did you want to say? You can tell
now." Ye Changfeng said, even more confused. Listening to the old man, it seed like he had specifically waited for him on the mountain top, but if he truly waited for him, he should have known who he was, so why was he speaking to him like this?
"Could you let
into your house? It’s freezing outside, and my old bones can’t handle this cold wind." The old man said.
Ye Changfeng felt a bit helpless; this old man had quite an odd temper. Just now he said he was fine, but now he complained about the cold. Furthermore, he chose to go to the mountain top himself, what did it have to do with him? It sounded as though he blad him for his misery.
"Alright, co into my ho." Ye Changfeng opened the door, giving way for the old man.
As the old man entered the living room, Zhao Xiaona had just placed the rice porridge on the dining table. It was ant for Ye Changfeng, but the old man sat down and began eating as though it were his ho.
Zhao Xiaona glanced at Ye Changfeng, puzzled.
Ye Changfeng instructed Zhao Xiaona to tend to other matters, telling her not to worry about them. Zhao Xiaona didn’t say anything further.
"Indeed, when it’s cold, one really should have sothing warm to drink." The old man remarked, hurriedly picking up the spoon to continue eating.
Daring to act so presumptuously in his own ho, Ye Changfeng wasn’t sure of the old man’s identity. After all, in Jiang City nowadays, who didn’t know who Ye Changfeng was? Anyone who t him was polite and courteous, unlike this old man.
Seeing the old man finish a bowl of porridge, Ye Changfeng asked, "Old man, what exactly do you want from ?"
Hearing Ye Changfeng ask him suddenly, the old man seed spirited, regaining that mountain-top deanor. But his sudden shift made Ye Changfeng feel he was dealing with a con artist, preparing to deceive him.
"If you could change the world, how would you envision it?" The old man stroked his beard and asked.
Listening to this, Ye Changfeng indeed felt he was a con artist, thinking this old man was about to deceive him, he didn’t want to converse further.
"Grandpa, if you want to change the world, you should first look at the myriad aspects of this world." As soon as Ye Changfeng finished speaking, he opened the door.
Intending to hear Ye Changfeng’s insights, the old man walked to the door and asked, "What is your insight? Feel free to share."
"Stand outside for a mont," Ye Changfeng said calmly.
The old man didn’t doubt him, stepping out to stand outside.
The next mont, Ye Changfeng shut the door with a bang.
The old man, struck with disbelief, exclaid, "What is this..."
Zhao Xiaona asked Ye Changfeng, "Is that old man soone from the nearby villas?"
"He might just be a street hustler. If he dares co here again, don’t open the door, just have the security drive him away." Ye Changfeng instructed casually.
Zhao Xiaona nodded slightly, silently taking note.
Outside the villa, the old man looked at the closed door, mildly amused and helpless. As the Tuo Shi guide, he’d now been shut out by a young brat. If Tianqi heard about this, he’d surely be laughed at.
"Luckily, no one knows about it. This young man is bound to suffer for this soday," the old man said, then stepped on the path ho, grumbling about Ye Changfeng and the troubleso Tuo Shi.
Ye Changfeng, after having a bowl of porridge, gradually ward and returned to his bedroom. At this ti, Shen Hanxue was awake, feeding milk to Sunian.
This little girl was probably very hungry, eating in large gulps, her face expressing joy, making her extrely cute.
The sun gradually erged from the east, casting warm sunlight on the bodies. Outside the villa, the parking lot had filled with luxury cars, with no extra parking spaces available. So had already arrived, so parked their cars midway up the hill and walked up.
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