Happy son-in-law

"Do you know that person? Who is he? Yang Chen asked.

Jiang Yan looked bitter, "He has pegged me for more than half a year, and I have been ignoring him, but you don't need to know who he is, it won't do you any good."

Yang Chen felt that there were many doubts in this matter.

He added, "Millions, not a lot, I feel that you have a good relationship with Lu Tianming, why don't you ask him for help?"

"Lu is always a chivalrous person, if you go to him, he will definitely help."

"It's not that simple."

The pain on Jiang Yan's face was even worse, and he shook his head and said, "If it's an ordinary thing, as long as I open my mouth, don't say a few million, with Mr. Lu's personality, he will give 10 million."

"And I also have a few rich friends around me, but they all choose to be silent about this matter."

Yang Chen became more and more puzzled, "This person has a big background?"

Jiang Yan smiled bitterly, "Don't ask, I don't blame Mr. Lu and them, this matter is in the entire Tianhai City, few people dare to take care of it, I say this, can you understand?"

Yang Chen saw the other party's expression, and felt more and more strange, and said, "Do you know that there is a problem with this matter?"

Jiang Yan nodded and sighed softly, "My parents are both responsible people, and they never gamble.

"It's definitely not an accident that we lost so badly this time, it's just a game carefully designed by others from beginning to end."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes tightly, his face was full of helplessness and sadness, and sighed, "But this world is inherently unfair, even if I know the truth, what can I do?"

"Now in the entire Tianhai City, no one dares to lend me money, in black and white, if I can't pay the money, my parents will have to go to jail."

Yang Chen didn't speak, as if he was thinking about something.

"Okay, you go back first, I'm fine, thank you for listening to me so much today."

Jiang Yan stood up, probably just experienced the first time, the moment he stood up, his legs were a little weak, and he stumbled and almost fell.

Yang Chen hurriedly held her up, looked at her and suddenly smiled, "It seems that I also fell into a trap."

"What trap?" Jiang Yan asked suspiciously.

Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders with a smile and said, "You gave me all the most precious things, and you said before, you are now my little lover, do you think I will watch my little lover be wronged?"

After finishing speaking, he patted Jiang Yan's shoulder gently, and walked out without his head, "You go back to rest early, don't worry about this matter, leave it to me to deal with."

Looking at the other party's back, Jiang Yan smiled rarely.

But there was endless pain in the smile.

She could see that this man really wanted to help herself, and she vaguely guessed that this man might not be as simple as it seemed.

It's just that that person is too powerful, so powerful that even a character like Lu Tianming will be terrified when he mentions that person.

When she got home, Lin Wanqing had already fallen asleep, and the clothes that Yang Chen was going to wear the next day were ironed neatly at the head of the bed.

Thinking of what happened with Jiang Yan just now, Yang Chen couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Sitting alone on the sofa for a long time, he knew that he would be sorry for Lin Wanqing in this life.

One day, this woman will be hurt by her to the point of incompleteness.

Yang Chen didn't dare to think about it, the longer he spent with Lin Wanqing, the deeper Lin Wanqing's feelings for him became, the more unhappy he became.

Forget it, don't think about it so much, perhaps, this is the same as what Jiang Yan just said, everything is fate!

Even the powerful cannot escape the shackles of fate.

Yang Chen is in the other world, he can cut off the flow of rivers, can dry up the ocean, and with a flick of his fingers, the mountains collapse, his eyebrows and eyes wrinkle, and the heavens and the earth change color.

But what happens in the end?

At nine o'clock the next morning, a Toyota stood at the gate of the community.

Although this kind of car is not a top-of-the-line luxury car, it has very good off-road performance and is very suitable for mountain roads.

Xu Qinglan wore a set of sportswear today, tied a simple ponytail, and her body lacked the queenly style before, but it had an extra youthful and energetic atmosphere, which was pleasing to the eye.

Yang Chen and Xu Qinglan sat in the back row, and Ma Tao wore a jacket and drove in front.

On the way, the three of them chatted all over the world.

I have to say that Ma Tao not only has a high EQ and IQ, but also has a very wide range of knowledge, from astronomy and geography to insect egg-laying.

The language was humorous, which made Yang Chen and Xu Qinglan laugh all the way.

Ma Tao prepared a lot of food and drink in the car, sausages and bacon, roast chicken and pig's head, and two bottles of liquor.

Yang Chen quipped, "I didn't expect you to like to eat these, I thought that a boy like you would eat abalone and shark fin every day."

Ma Tao smiled, "I'm not picky about eating this, but those sausages and bacon are not for us." "

Oh?"

Yang Chen suddenly became interested, "Who is that for?"

Ma Tao smiled and said, "Actually, I don't know if I can use it, but be prepared, Brother Yang, Mr. Xu, have you ever heard of the legend about the mallet?" The

two looked at each other and shook their heads blankly.

"Then let me tell you a story, I also listened to my grandfather about this matter, and my grandfather listened to my grandfather's grandfather..."

The mallet refers to the wild ginseng that is old.

In the ginseng picking industry, once you enter the mountain, you can't call ginseng ginseng, you have to put it another way.

Because the old wild ginseng will have spirituality, once you hear someone say the word "ginseng", you will tell the wild ginseng on the whole mountain that the ginseng pickers are coming and let them all hide.

It is said that Ma Tao's grandfather was a famous ginseng picker in that era.

I was about to go into the mountains to collect ginseng, but was stopped by the villagers at the foot of the mountain.

The villagers told him that the mountain was impassable, and that there was a bare-bottomed child on the top who used to run around at night.

As long as I meet people who have entered the mountain, I will take care of what they want to eat and drink, and if I can't take it out, the child will eat it.

After Ma Tao's grandfather heard this, he really didn't enter the mountain that night.

The next day, I went to the market to buy a large bag of things, and despite the dissuasion of the villagers, I took advantage of the night to enter the mountain alone.

There is a ruined temple in the mountains, and Ma Tao's grandfather lit a bonfire in the temple and took out all the prepared sausages, bacon and good wine.

A man sits in a ruined temple and eats and drinks.

After a while, a bare-bottomed kid walked in from outside.

The child was wearing a red belly pocket and braids, and looked only five or six years old, with a red face, which was particularly attractive.

As soon as he entered the door, he asked Ma Tao's grandfather in an old-fashioned manner if he could let him sit down and eat together.

Ma Tao's grandfather readily agreed.

The child looked young, but he ate a large bowl of meat and drank wine, and only after he had eaten and drunk enough did he leave with a bulging belly.

Ma Tao's grandfather sent the child to the door, and when the two separated, he secretly hung a red thread on the little boy's belly pocket.

At dawn the next day, Ma Tao's grandfather walked all the way out along the red line, walked seven or eight miles, and saw that the red line stretched into a stone crack and disappeared.

Ma Tao's grandfather used red thread to tie a large circle around him, and then began to pry the stone crack.

After wasting all the strength and moving the stone away, I saw a wild ginseng as thick as a rolling pin underneath.

It was as if he was asleep, still squirming gently.

Grandpa Ma Taozu took out the red cloth, covered it with the wild ginseng, and then pressed it tightly.

After telling this story, Ma Tao added, "I heard that when my grandfather covered the wild ginseng, the thing was still moving inside, and the sound it made was like a child crying."

Xu Qinglan listened to it with relish, and was completely attracted by this story, so she asked, "Since your grandfather knew that the child was a wild ginseng early on, why didn't he do it in the temple?"

Ma Tao said, "This thing has become a fine, only until the day can it be done, if you do it at night, my grandfather will die there on the spot, and now no one will tell you a story, haha!"

Then, he added, "But this is also a legend, I don't know if it's true, so I prepared something in advance, so I'm prepared!"

Yang Chen said, "I don't know if the story is true, but the method you mentioned just now is indeed used to catch wild ginseng." "

Brother Yang, you also understand this?" Ma Tao said happily, "So, I didn't prepare these things in vain?"

Yang Chen smiled and continued, "But these things are of little use to us.

"Why?" Ma Tao couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Yang Chen said with a smile, "If what you said is true, it can only be said that your grandfather was lucky, and all he encountered was a ginseng essence of eight hundred to one thousand two hundred years.

"If it's more than 1,200 years, it's not so easy to deal with, and what we're looking for this time is 2,000 years of wild ginseng."

"What then?"

Ma Tao couldn't help but be a little worried, "In case it really happens, but..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with this, and hurriedly sneered, "Hehe, I think too much, Brother Yang will definitely have a way."

Yang Chen smiled and didn't continue.

When he was about to reach Screen Mountain, Yang Chen asked Ma Tao not to rush forward first, and found a place with a better view to stop.

Yang Chen put his hand on the pergola and looked at the mountain from a distance for a while.

I saw that the mountain started from the halfway point of the mountain, and until it reached the top of the mountain, there was a layer of white mist faintly floating.

A clear stream winds around the foot of the mountain, the air is very clear, and after a few breaths, you will feel refreshed.

After Yang Chen observed for a moment, the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful arc, and he said to Xu Qinglan, "Go back and find a way to wrap this mountain, if you can buy it, it would be the best."

Xu Qinglan was puzzled, "It's not difficult to buy this place, but there is no commercial value here."

"Although the scenery and air here are very good, the location is too remote and there is no point in developing it."

Yang Chen shook his head lightly and said with a playful smile, "The value of this place cannot be measured by money. "

Well, I'll arrange that when I get back."

Xu Qinglan didn't ask Yang Chen much why she bought this place, but since the other party said so, she just had to do it.

"Let's go, get in the car!"

Yang Chen shook his arm and said with a smile, "It seems that we won't go home empty-handed this time!"

"Brother Yang, what do you see?"

Ma Tao pulled the car door and asked, "Is there really a 2,000-year-old mallet on this?" "