Chapter 132 Blue Out of Blue

Uncle Fu, who is ordinary-looking, actually has an extremely domineering name, which once again verifies the sentence that the real person does not show his face. Fu dragon and tiger, dragon and tiger fight, fierce and powerful. The way Uncle Fu, who is unwilling to be suppressed, can never accept his fate. After the fierce fight, the situation has not been recovered, which means that the person who suppresses Uncle Fu must also be at the level of Tongtian. Otherwise, how can a man who was certainly have a good reputation 20 years ago now become a hot pot restaurant owner?

"Aun aunt knows your identity?"

Ye Hetu looked at the vicissitudes of life, but there was still a trace of firm expression. Uncle Fu couldn't help asking.

"I don't know. Speaking of which, your aunt doesn't even know my name."

Thinking of the past, a meaningful smile appeared on Uncle Fu's face and was beaten from the sky to the ground. Overnight, he became a poor ordinary person. But at that time, his heart was not dead, and he still wanted to rise again one day.

Ye Hetu was stunned. Is there such a thing? Uncle Fu doesn't look like an irresponsible man. Hasn't his aunt inquired about Uncle Fu all these years?

It seemed that he knew what Ye Hetu was thinking. Uncle Fu smiled and said, "Do you think I'm a fool and will tell her my real name?" Wouldn't I deal with her with other names? As for women, my uncle is more experienced than you. As long as he is coaxed for a while, it will be easy to say in the future. Your aunt hasn't asked me what identity I was so far.

The ashamed Ye Hetu didn't know how to answer. It seemed that Uncle Fu, who was honest, could still have such rich experience in dealing with women, which made his descendants secretly admire that Jiang was still old and spicy.

Put away his smile. Uncle Fu is a little sad. He doesn't want to tell his wife his true identity. The husband and wife should be honest, but there are some words that can't be said. I'm afraid his name will never be known to his wife. In order to maintain his current ordinary life, he can only keep this. A secret.

Because twenty years ago, his name was Jinghua.

"Uncle Fu, although I don't know what to say, I think your life is quite full now. If God gives you another chance, you won't start all over again."

Ye Hetu is eye-catching.

Uncle Fu, who sighed with emotion, smiled bitterly and said, "I may have had such an idea, but now even if you give me another chance, I don't have the ambition of those years. People, I will be much more open-minded at a certain age."

"Can you give me some advice?"

"Pointing? I can't say. Now my energy is completely focused on Xiaobo, and you can see it today. I haven't moved my set of principles on Xiaobo since I was a child. I really don't want him to make the same mistake and go to the road his father walked in those years. When he was admitted to college this year, I made my own decision and sent him to the university to report. I was not as happy as he was now. This was the first time I sent him to school. He used to be sent by his mother. As a father, I should fulfill my duties as a father.

After saying so many words in one breath, Uncle Fu gasped a little. He was still old. He was not as strong as a young man. He sent his son to college. Obviously, he would meet some old friends in those years. Almost every university in Beijing had old friends he knew. This was the last thing he did for his son.

is also the first time.

Ye Hetu, who thinks a little longer, is not as emotional as that of Uncle Fu. Life is unpredictable. His path is still uncertain. He can only break out on his own. The Yanhuang Club is a mysterious place. According to the understanding and judgment of dealing with uncle, it is impossible to be an unknown pawn in those years. May I ask which pawn. Dare to rely on your own strength to resist the blow above, and want to make a comeback after failure. This strong mind is better than too many ordinary people. No matter how different it used to be, now it is completely willing to become a civilian. Uncle Fu's life plan is almost almost the same.

"Xiao Ye, uncle doesn't want to get involved in the previous fight now. You should understand, right?"

Uncle Fu raised his head and said calmly that Ye Hetu is Ye Zhengling's son. He should have done his best to help Ye Hetu, but he has long been used to his current life and really unwilling to destroy the harmonious family atmosphere.

"Hmm." Ye Hetu nodded. He would not force Uncle Fu to help him. Similarly, he never considered Uncle Fu's assistance. Beijing is just a stop. Who wants him to pass? He doesn't mind letting the other party's whole family pass.

"Let's talk about what I can do to help you now. After all, you are the minister's son, and I'm not close to your father. I'm still a little sorry that I can't help you."

Uncle Fu said slowly again, and there were no other expressions on his face. Originally, he did not intend to say this sentence. Even Ye Zhengling could not let him change his mind in front of him, but Ye Hetu's performance was too ordinary, which usually made him feel that what he said was too inhumane.

"Uncle Fu, aren't you going to find someone to inherit your manor?"

Ye Hetu smiled quietly, and his thoughts came to his mind, but there was a good person who was competent for this task.

"Xiao Ye, what do you mean?"

He didn't figure out the meaning of Ye Hetu's words, and Uncle Fu was a little puzzled.

"I can provide a candidate."

Ye Hetu makes a sound.

"Who?"

Uncle Fu, who realized the meaning of Ye Hetu's words, asked decisively.

"Far in the sky, close in front of you."

Completely stopped moving forward, Ye Hetu and Uncle Fu stood on the street and talked.

"Are you talking about you?"

vaguely speculating about the answer in Ye Hetu's words, Uncle Fu hesitated and intuitively told him that there was a person who could make him do his best to teach rich experience. But it seems that that person is not the young man in front of him.

"It's not me. It's Yang Guoqiang."

Ye Hetu, who shook his head and smiled, no longer played riddles with Uncle Fu. It doesn't make much sense to guess this kind of thing. Yang Guoqiang gave him a good impression, and now he is undoubtedly the best candidate.

"So you were talking about him."

Uncle Fu, who took a breath of breath, was finally relieved. The new young man in the store is of good character. Since it was introduced by Ye Hetu, there is no need to guess his identity. I believe that Ye Hetu will not use people indiscriminately.

"How's it going, Uncle Fu?"

"Good."

"Is there anything else?"

"No more."

The Q&A is straightforward, and there is no procrastination.

"Why do you want to help him?" Uncle Fu couldn't help asking that there was no problem for Yang Guoqiang to inherit his wrist, but he wanted to know why Ye Hetu did that.

"Because I think he is better than others, Uncle Fu doesn't plan to make a comeback. It's better to give him a chance. His life will change because of me. Opportunities always appear inadvertently, and I am his opportunity."

Ye Hetu, who picked up a branch from the ground, said slowly, helping Yang Guoqiang is completely in one thought. If Yang Guoqiang succeeds in the future, it will be his own blessing. If he fails, he can't blame Ye Hetu. He can only blame him for not seizing the opportunity.

"You are different from your father."

After a long silence, Uncle Fu suddenly said. He finally found the difference between Ye Hetu and Ye Zhengling. The former was not as impersonal as Ye Zhengling. His appearance and expression were no different from that of Ye Zhengling when he was young, but his heart was colder and warmer than Ye Zhengling.

It is said that the tiger father has no dog son, but the man named Fu Longhu 20 years ago felt that that sentence was not suitable to describe today's Ye Hetu.

Blue is better than blue.