Fresh wife is amazing

Chapter 542 The real death is when no one in the world remembers you anymore.

"Let's take a look first." Yang Fan didn't give Aunt Shisan an affirmative answer, but looked at the crowd below.

When Aunt Thirteen was a little disappointed, Yang Fan lowered his head again and whispered in her ear: "When the end of the thread can't go through the needle hole, just moisten it with your mouth and it will go in. So, don't worry, I will let these Enthusiastic people are disappointed, and they reciprocate with peaches, I understand."

A gust of warm air penetrated into her body one after another, and Aunt Thirteen's earlobes uncontrollably formed a layer of red clouds.

Liu Yueyue and Liu Qianqian in the back couldn't hear what Yang Fan said, and didn't think there was anything wrong with Yang Fan whispering to Aunt Thirteen.

If this is not appropriate, what about Yang Fan and Aunt Thirteen living together for more than a year?
Yang Fan is Guoguo's godfather, so what?
Next to the plane seat, the Lingnan bigwigs who were waiting eagerly saw the four big ones and one small one coming down from the cabin door, and they were slightly taken aback.

In intelligence, there are three big ones and one small one.

Seeing clearly the real faces of the Liu family sisters behind Yang Fan and Aunt Thirteen, a group of bigwigs stood in awe.

Some bigwigs also had a lot of fun. Of course, that's not illegal, because no one knows.

"Yang Changsheng is romantic and loves the world, he is indeed a person who can be famous forever."

"It seems that the breath of immortality in Yang Fan's works is due to the contribution of those three women."

"I have also left unforgettable memories with a few stunning beauties, but I just can't make any great achievements, and I can't live forever. It seems that indulgence is useless. Be a good person."

The bosses muttered in their hearts, and after Yang Fan stepped down the gangway, they greeted him with smiles one by one.

The Lingnan bosses are not direct descendants of Mrs. Wen, and they are not very enthusiastic about Aunt Shisan, but they have another attitude towards Yang Fan.

The group of people in full armor were not interested in Yang Fan's ancient inscription at all, but they regarded Thirteenth Aunt as a god.

Without Twelve, the South China Sea fighter plane was hit in vain, and everyone had to endure the humiliation.

With Twelve, which fleet in the Pacific caught fire was caused by an accident in their own exercises, and it has nothing to do with outsiders.

Twelve not only made the soldiers on the frontier feel proud, but also there would be no day when the two sides would suddenly shoot each other up and die silently, which would not be seen on the news.

When they saw the watermelons coming down, with bags and bags hanging on their bodies, the eyes of the armed group were blazing.

That is the masterpiece of Twelve, the ancestor of artificial intelligence.

"Brother Yang, haha, we are from the same family." A tall and strong man was the first to greet Yang Fan: "My surname is also Yang, and my name is Qianli."

"Hello, Uncle Yang." Yang Fan shook hands with Yang Qianli.

In the airport, the bright moon is in the sky, and the moonlight shines like a beam. It seems that there is a thin layer of white gauze covering the sky and the earth.

Yang Qianli is tall and burly, not much shorter than Yang Fan.

But at his age, let alone 47 or [-], he didn't have a trace of fat that is unique to middle-aged people, which is rare.

Some bosses are very self-disciplined and often play sports, and Yang Qianli is one of them.

"Haha, I'll call you Nephew Yang from now on." Yang Qianli was even happier. With such self-discipline, didn't he just want to serve the people longer and go a longer distance?

Serving the people requires a good body.

No matter what he serves the people for, Yang Qianli, like all those who pursue fame, wants to live a long, long life.

All readers know that cardiac arrest is not real death, it is real death when no one in the world remembers you.

Yang Qianli hoped that thousands of years after his heart stopped beating, someone would still remember him.

But that was too difficult.

Difficult to reach the sky!

In the Tang Dynasty where Li Bai lived, he experienced several emperors, and the descendants may not know any of them, but as long as they have read books, no one does not know that there was such a poetic fairy as Li Bai more than 1000 years ago.

This time, Aunt Shisan and Guoguo didn't stay at the airport, and let Yang Fan go first. After exchanging pleasantries for more than ten minutes, she and Guoguo got into the minibus to meet the airport.

The minibus can seat ten people.

Yang Qianli was very enthusiastic, and he also got on the minibus, but he was good at chatting, which made Liu Yueyue, who didn't like having strangers around, feel less annoying, and even felt that this person was not bad.

Yang Fan has a kind of indifference in life in this world, and he doesn't feel any psychological burden or unnaturalness when getting along with Yang Qianli.

Yang Qianli sighed secretly, no matter how good the junior was, in front of him, he was either very reserved or behaved unsatisfactorily.

Only Yang Fan is always indifferent, neither humble nor overbearing, I don't know how he was trained.

If he was the grandson of Mrs. Wen, it would be better to say, look at Aunt Thirteen, he is really generous and looks like a lady.

But Yang Qianli knew about Yang Fan's background a long time ago.

He came from an ordinary family, and his ancestors have been farming for three generations.

However, he looks more tactful and sophisticated than Aunt Thirteen. With this kind of mentality, he can do anything well.

If you take an official career, you will definitely be able to get along well.

Perhaps, under his pen, he has gone through countless lives.

Yang Qianli didn't talk much to Liu Yueyue and Liu Qianqian, but he could also find that the pair of sisters were very self-cultivated, knowledgeable, gentle and gentle.

Maybe this is not their true character, but if their character is not good, they cannot achieve such good emotional control and performance.

Yang Qianli has seen too many people, so he has a good eye.

Like dragons and phoenixes among people, things of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups.

Yang Qianli envied Yang Fan's youth, and also envied the people he met.

Money and power are like characters in a game with magical costumes. They can really kill the world. Yang Qianli is a hero. He always feels that he can basically get what he wants.

But after meeting Yang Fan and taking the car all the way to Hailing Island, he realized that he lacked much more than Yang Fan.

He always thought he was very rich, but in front of Yang Fan, he was as poor as a beggar.

He has nothing but money and power.

His beloved wife died prematurely and unexpectedly, his children were unfilial, and the woman he married had only a good-looking skin and was ignorant at all.

Receiving Yang Fan this time was considered a half-official and half-private matter, and his wife was unwilling to come with her and ran back to her hometown.

Although something really happened in his hometown, Yang Qianli was very helpless because his wife didn't care about the seriousness.

Recalling that when I first entered the official career, I was full of energy and smooth sailing, and I contributed a lot to my wife.

Just when he thought he was the happiest man in the world, his wife died unexpectedly. Since then, his life has been ill-fated. After his children entered the rebellious period, they have been walking on the road of rebellion.

I thought that the second wife's child would not be so bad if he had a mother, but he was also a good-for-nothing child.

Especially after hearing the conversation between Guoguo and Aunt Thirteen, Yang Qianli envied Yang Fan even more.

"Mom, is there a time machine in the world?" Guoguo asked Aunt Thirteen.

Glancing at Yang Fan, Aunt Thirteen smiled and replied, "Yes, your father is."

(End of this chapter)