Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

There was no old monk in the cabin, only an old man who was blind in one eye.

The old man was sitting in the house drinking, but he found two girls standing at the door.

Just as he was about to get angry, he saw a man approaching quickly.

The moment he saw Jiang Yuan, the old man's remaining eye narrowed.

Wang Fei was also frightened by the old man's appearance and froze on the spot for a moment.

A smile appeared on Ye Zhiqiu's face, "Uncle, I'm sorry, we took the wrong road, let's leave now."

But the old man stared straight at Jiang Yuan as he walked over, ignoring Ye Zhiqiu at all.

“It looks like, it’s so similar!”

Jiang Yuan happened to come over and frowned when he heard this, "Uncle, who do you think I look like?"

The old man suddenly became indifferent and said, "It's nothing, you should leave quickly."

Jiang Yuan took two steps closer and said, "Uncle, it's boring to talk halfway."

But the old man turned around and closed the door.

Wang Fei and Ye Zhiqiu saw that Jiang Yuan's face was not good-looking, so they had to whisper:

"Jiang Yuan, my uncle just said something casually, what is there to care about?"

"Let's go."

Jiang Yuan's heart was in turmoil, and he felt that the old man's words were not casual.

Jiang Yuan suddenly had a huge guess in his heart!

Does the old man in this room know his parents? Or does he know the ancestors of his Jiang family?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuan couldn't bear it any longer and stepped forward to knock on the door.

"Old sir, my name is Jiang Yuan, and my dad's name is Jiang Zhe. Do you know him?"

In the room, a one-eyed old man was holding a wine glass with a very ugly look on his face.

My thoughts go back to more than forty years ago, when the old man was seriously ill and poor, with several people in his family to support.

But he offended a famous figure named Qiao in the world.

It was Jiang Yuan's great-grandfather who cured his illness, helped him solve his troubles, and even gave him a sum of money to start a business.

He also promised that he owed the Jiang family a favor.

One day more than twenty years ago, Jiang Yuan's parents suddenly came to the door.

At that time, the one-eyed old man was already a famous figure in Jiangdu.

Jiang Yuan's parents came and went in a hurry, leaving only one sentence:

"When the time is right, help the Jiang family revive!"

Later, he also inquired about the Jiang family and found that the Jiang family had already declined.

If you want to help the Jiang family revive, you have to pay a heavy price.

So he chose to forget about it.

ungrateful?

Seeing Jiang Yuan today reminded him of that incident again, and he was extremely confused.

"Old sir, please open the door!"

Jiang Yuan kept banging on the wooden door, his eyes bloodshot, "Do you know the news about my parents!"

"As long as you tell me, I can agree to any conditions you have!"

"Open the door!"

The old man drank the wine in one gulp and said in a daze:

"I don't know your parents, please leave."

"I don't believe it!"

Jiang Yuan slammed on the door, "You must know something!"

Wang Fei and Ye Zhiqiu standing nearby were both frightened.

They had never seen Jiang Yuan looking so crazy.

Ye Zhiqiu thought of that midnight at Jiang Yuan's old house.

She thought of the letters buried under the cotton wool.

Seeing Wang Fei trying to pull Jiang Yuan away, Ye Zhiqiu shook his head and stopped her, "Don't disturb him."

In the room, Xia Yan looked miserable. He had always felt guilty about his ungratefulness, and even gave up his wealthy life and hid in the Qinglian Mountain.

But everything seemed to be destined, Jiang Zhe's son actually appeared.

"Stop knocking!"

Xia Yan threw the wine glass at the door, walked quickly to the door and opened it.

"What on earth are you going to do!"

Jiang Yuan's eyes were red, "I just want to know the news about my parents!"

"Dead, your parents are already dead!"

Xia Yan's remaining eye widened, "I know your parents, but we don't have a close relationship. I only heard that they died long ago!"

Jiang Yuan shouted with his eyes cracked: "Who did you listen to!"

The three eyes met, and Xia Yan's eyes gradually changed from annoyance to avoidance, and then to guilt.

He sat down on the ground and suddenly burst into tears.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

"What the hell are you talking about!"

Xia Yan climbed to the table, picked up the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth.

He looked at Jiang Yuan drunkenly, his face full of tears, "You... your name is Jiang Yuan, right?"

Jiang Yuan nodded, his eyes full of expectation, "Did...my parents tell you?"

Xia Yan nodded blankly, "Twenty-three years ago, your parents came to me and asked me to help revive the Jiang family."

"I am sorry for your Jiang family. I failed to keep my promise. I am an ungrateful person."

"None of this is important!" Jiang Yuan growled, "I just want to know the whereabouts of my parents!"

"I don't know," Xia Yan stood up unsteadily, walked step by step to the corner, picked up a bottle of wine, opened it and poured it into his mouth.

"Your parents were in a hurry when they came to see me, and I didn't know what happened to them."

"I only know that your parents probably went to the Northeast back then."

Jiang Yuan looked ecstatic, "Where in the northeast?"

Xia Yan shook his head, "I don't know, I don't know anything else."

Jiang Yuan stared at Xia Yan for a while, and then turned to leave after making sure that he was not lying.

Xia Yan looked at Jiang Yuan in astonishment, "Don't you...don't you want me to pay you to help you restore the glory of the Jiang family?"

Jiang Yuan turned around suddenly, "How glorious is the Jiang family?"

Xia Yan smiled and said, "Your Jiang family was once the richest man in the entire Nanjiang Province, but you were too low-key."

Jiang Yuan nodded, turned around and left.

Xia Yan hurriedly chased out the door, "How much do you want me to pay?"

"I don't care," Jiang Yuan said without looking back, "You don't need to feel guilty. Being ungrateful is your choice, but it doesn't deserve my resentment."

"After all, my hope for the revival of the Jiang family will never be placed on outsiders!"

Xia Yan lost consciousness for a moment, and then burst into tears.

The obsession in his heart turned out to be completely meaningless in the eyes of the Jiang family.

Jiang Yuan took Wang Fei and Ye Zhiqiu back to the entrance of Qinglian Temple, and when he was about to leave, he saw an old monk wearing cassocks standing aside.

This old monk has a kind face and kind eyes, giving people a simple and friendly feeling.

Especially Jiang Yuan found that the faint golden light from Sanda on his body was several times stronger than that of the monk at the beginning.

"The donor remains."

Jiang Yuan asked Wang Fei and Ye Zhiqiu to wait where they were, and then walked up to the old monk.

Then I saw the old monk staring at Jiang Yuan, nodding and saying:

"The donor is destined to be my Buddha."

After speaking, the old monk took out a yellow-brown bead the size of a quail egg and handed it to Jiang Yuan.

"This relic was left by my master, so I gave it to the benefactor. I hope the benefactor will make many good connections and have a safe journey."

The old monk's incomprehensible words made Jiang Yuan suspicious.

Could it be that he is pretending to be a ghost?

But the Buddha bone relic in my hand is a Buddhist treasure from the Eight Sutras, and it is required to be offered in any temple where it is placed.

For a moment, Jiang Yuan felt as if a huge mystery enveloped him.

"Let's do this," Jiang Yuan thought for a moment, then wrote a check for fifty thousand yuan and handed it to the old monk.

"Since the master said that I have a connection with Buddhism, then this incense money can be regarded as a little bit of my heart."

Wang Fei stood aside and rolled his eyes. Wasn't this just using money to buy that little stone?

What stone is so valuable?

Ye Zhiqiu was thoughtful, and after the master left, he hesitated and asked:

"Jiang Yuan, are you...going to the Northeast?"

Jiang Yuan nodded, "I must go there."

"What about Nanpowan?" Wang Fei said with resentment on his face, "You said you would help me develop Nanpowan into a real estate giant."

Jiang Yuan smiled.

"After completing this project, Nanbowan will be able to gain a firm foothold in the domestic real estate industry."

"Besides, it's not like I'll never come back."

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly spoke at this time: "The development of the Ye family is at a critical period, and I still want to go to the capital in person."

Jiang Yuan nodded, "Chu Hong is in the capital. You can take care of each other when you go."

"Also, Zhiqiu, would you please also inquire about Shiqi's sister and brother?"

Ye Zhiqiu nodded with a smile, but his eyes were full of disappointment, "Then you should be careful all the way to the Northeast."

"If possible, I hope you will also go to the capital."

Jiang Yuan was stunned. In his impression, it seemed like this was the first time Ye Zhiqiu said such true words.