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  Chapter 560 crosses this threshold

  Liu Qingshan glanced at Boss Huo, fortunately he noticed it just now, and almost got on his thief ship.

  So he called "Uncle Huang" again, and then sat down on the sofa.

  As for Huang Yueming, he naturally sat next to his father, then stood up and poured tea for a few people.

  Liu Qingshan also felt Huang Shouting's vague gaze, seeming to be sizing him up.

  Even though he was a man in two lifetimes, he was a little uncomfortable to be looked at. He felt that his eyes were scrutinizing, as if a father was scrutinizing the brat brought back by his precious daughter.

  The point is, Liu Qingshan really didn't mean that to Huang Yueming.

  He also finally understood why he felt a little weird when he saw Huang Yueming today. It is probably because of this girl, and she is also thinking in general.

  It seems a little impolite to talk about business when we first meet. Liu Qingshan is hesitating whether to get straight to the point, but Huang Shouting, who is opposite, has already started to talk about family matters.

   This one named Liu Qingshan was a bit more embarrassed, as if it was a blind date.

   Fortunately, Huang Shouting quickly changed the subject and began to ask about some domestic situations, such as the investment environment.

   After chatting for a while, I only heard him sigh with emotion: "My father's generation also came from there, and the old man has always been thinking about going back to his hometown."

  Liu Qingshan nodded with a smile: "Nowadays, the country is stable, and many Hong Kong businessmen are investing in the country, so visiting relatives is no problem. Welcome Uncle Huang to go home and have a look."

  He put the words "go home and have a look" and added some accents.

   "The home over there has been gone for a long time." Huang Shouting said with emotion, and then said:

   "Actually, I was also born on Hong Kong Island. I'm just an elder in my family. I often talk about the old house in Shijia Hutong."

  Hearing the familiar name of Shijia Hutong, Liu Qingshan's heart suddenly moved, and he asked subconsciously:

   "Uncle Huang, what a coincidence, my grandmother also has a big house in Shijia Hutong, and my grandmother's surname is also Huang."

  Huang Shouting's eyebrows also moved twice: "I don't know what your grandmother's name is..."

   Liu Qingshan also looked straight into the other person's eyes, and his heart jumped a few times: "My grandma's name is Huang Shuzhen."

  But I heard Huang Yueming who was next to me suddenly yell: "Daddy, I often hear grandpa talking about it, and the third aunt seems to be called by this name!"

   With a groan, Huang Shouting stood up from the sofa, the expression on his face changing rapidly.

  Liu Qingshan also stood up, he finally understood where his kindness to Huang Yueming came from.

  That is the attraction from the same origin of the blood, even though they have never met each other before, it has already flowed in the blood.

   Boss Huo next to him also looked at this and that, thinking to himself: I really saw a big show!

   Huang Shouting looked at his watch, the time was still early, and his father did not rest at this time, so he said:

   "Qingshan, let's go first. My father knows the old things best."

   In this case, Boss Huo couldn't stop him, so he could only send them outside, watch them get into the car in a hurry, and then drive towards the top of the mountain.

   Nearly an hour later, the car drove into a medium-sized villa on the top of the mountain.

"Shou Ting, you're back so early." A middle-aged beautiful woman came out to meet Liu Qingshan. When she saw Liu Qingshan, she was taken aback for a moment, and then her face showed joy. With comparison:

   He is indeed a very outstanding young man, quite suitable for his daughter, but it seems a bit out of order to bring him back in such a hurry, right?

   "Fengzhen, is father asleep?"

   Huang Shouting was a little anxious, and didn't pay attention to his wife's thoughts.

   Chu Fengzhen misunderstood, and thought that the old man should also look at each other, so she quickly pulled her husband a few steps aside, and said with a smile:

   "Shou Ting, are you in a hurry?"

   "Of course I'm anxious, this child may be the grandson of my aunt's family in the Mainland."

  Huang Shouting could not help but lead Liu Qingshan into the small building.

  Three-story small building, the elderly live on the first floor for the convenience of movement.

  Huang Shouting knocked on a bedroom and led Liu Qingshan in.

  An old man in his seventies, wearing pajamas, was sitting cross-legged on a cushion, slowly twisting a bead string in his hand.

  The old man's face was thin and his eyes were closed, as if the quiet time was passing by his fingertips.

"Father."

"grandfather."

  Hearing these two calls, the old man slowly opened his eyes, but instead of looking at his son and granddaughter, his eyes fell directly on Liu Qingshan's face.

  That look, with the tranquility after insight into the world.

   "It's rare to be young and mature." The old man nodded slightly, as if he was very satisfied.

   "Father..." Huang Shouting called again eagerly.

   As a result, the old man glared at him: "It's rough, it's not as stable as a young man."

  This old man is powerful, with a pair of eyes that penetrate people's hearts.

  Liu Qingshan couldn't help but feel admiration. There is indeed a big difference between his mental age and his actual age. Of course he is young and old, but most people can't see it.

  Huang Shouting was trained to lose his temper, but Huang Yueming stepped forward, helped his grandfather get up from the cushion, and sat on a grand teacher's chair beside him:

   "Grandpa, tell me about the old house in the capital, and the third aunt..."

  The old man's eyes flashed fiercely, and he fixed his eyes on Liu Qingshan, as if he wanted to find something from him.

  It’s just that Liu Qingshan looks like his grandfather and father, but the girls of the Liu family follow his grandmother and mother.

   "You... are you a descendant of Shuzhen?" The old man asked suddenly, his voice trembling.

  Huang Yueming hurriedly stroked his grandfather's back lightly, for fear that the old man would be too excited.

  Liu Qingshan also stared at the old man's old face: "My grandma's boudoir name is indeed Huang Shuzhen, her hometown is Beijing, and she lives in Shijia Hutong."

  He described the specific location of the old house. As for the situation of grandma's house, he was afraid of making grandma sad, so he never asked.

Snapped!

  The palm of the old man slapped the chair heavily, and then tremblingly stood up from the chair:

   "Third sister, it really is my third sister, I didn't expect you to be alive!"

  Two lines of turbid tears flowed down. It was the first time in fifty years that he heard from his sister. The agitation in his heart also made his body tremble.

   Seeing this, Liu Qingshan hurriedly stepped forward to help him: "Uncle, grandpa, please don't get excited."

   Huang Yueming picked up a small medicine bottle from the bedside, poured out a tablet, and gave it to Grandpa to keep in his mouth.

   After a long time, the old man's mood stabilized a lot.

  At his age, fame and wealth can no longer move his heart, only blood relatives are hard to part with.

  He grabbed Liu Qingshan's hand suddenly: "Come on, call your grandma now!"

  Liu Qingshan looked at the time, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening, a little late: "Grandpa, we are in the village, there is only one phone in the team headquarters of the production team, and no one looks at it at night."

  A trace of disappointment flashed across the old man's face, and he immediately took Liu Qingshan's hand: "Then tell me, be sure to say it carefully!"

   It was almost eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, and Liu Qingshan came out of the old man's room. This was because he tried to persuade the old man to rest, otherwise, he would have to talk all night.

   In the living room outside, Huang Shouting and his wife had been staying here. Liu Qingshan stepped forward respectfully and called his uncle and aunt.

   "Unexpectedly, they are all blood relatives."

  Huang Shouting also felt a lot of emotion in his heart. Although he was born on Hong Kong Island, Chinese people pay special attention to their roots.

  Chu Fengzhen also looked at Liu Qingshan kindly, the more she looked at it, the happier she became. Of course, she also heard some rumors about this child: he is talented and can make money.

  At first, I thought we could become a family, but now it is not bad, after all, we have become a family.

   After chatting for more than ten minutes, Huang Yueming came out of his grandfather's room. The old man was so excited that he finally took sleeping pills before falling asleep.

  She raised her eyes to look at Liu Qingshan, her eyes were kind and joyful: "Qingshan, in terms of age, you are still my cousin."

   "Cousin, no wonder I felt close to you the first time I saw you." Liu Qingshan also looked at this cousin with a smile.

  Both of them are generous, without the slightest embarrassment, because they get along more like friends than boyfriend and girlfriend.

   "Yueming, hurry up and tidy up the guest room, let your cousin live here today."

   Huang Shouting saw that it was getting late, so he waved and said.

  Of course Liu Qingshan would not refuse. He could feel the closeness of this family to him, the feeling that he really regarded him as a relative, so he thanked him.

  I had a good night’s sleep, got up early the next day, went out and ran along the road to the top of the mountain. Along the way, I also met a few middle-aged or old people jogging.

   There are a few of them, and behind them are the physically strong sparring partners. From the looks of it, they should be bodyguards.

  The terrain on the top of the mountain is relatively high. When you look into the distance, you can almost have a panoramic view of the entire Hong Kong Island.

  Standing up as usual, and then practicing boxing, perhaps because of the joy of finding a loved one, Liu Qingshan's spirit is also different from the past.

   Between punching and kicking, I feel extra excited and smooth.

  At first, his mouth was the same as before, shouting and drinking, but after a set of punches, he always had the urge to yell.

   There were people around, so Liu Qingshan pressed down, and the more he pressed down, the stronger this feeling became.

  Suddenly, his heart moved, and he recalled the words of the dumb grandfather in his mind. Facing the rising sun in the east, he took a deep breath, and then opened his mouth to growl.

   An intense and majestic roar exploded on the top of the mountain, rushing towards all directions, and the momentum was extremely majestic.

  An old man in his sixties, wearing a gray sportswear, was jogging up the mountain with his arms raised.

  The howling sound came suddenly, making the old man's footsteps stop.

  The two strong men behind him also took two steps to block the old man: "Mr. Li, there is danger, we must return immediately."

   "There is any danger that you cannot solve."

  The old man stood still, expressionless, even the two bodyguards couldn't guess the employer's mind.

  One of them can only tell the truth: "Listening to the roar just now, it should be from the inside out. Going further, we are not opponents."

   "Oh, such a powerful person will become a master in the future. I have such a person in Hong Kong Island, of course I have to get to know him." The old man crossed his arms again and ran slowly towards the top of the mountain.

  The two bodyguards looked at each other helplessly, and could only keep up, under great pressure.

  The old man said it easily, but he was also very shocked in his heart. He almost lost his mind when he heard the long whistle just now.

This made him feel a sense of frustration. In the past few decades, he has experienced too many storms in the business world. Save face?

   Waiting for a group of three people to run up to the top of the mountain, they saw a young man practicing boxing in an open space.

  Punching and swinging legs are very slow, but that posture is not Tai Chi.

  Sometimes, for one movement, one has to gesture back and forth several times.

  The two bodyguards were even more nervous. Of course, they knew that this was the first glimpse of the other party and they were slowly realizing it.

   It turned out to be him!

  The old man's pupils contracted suddenly, and he was about to step forward, but was stopped by two bodyguards: "Mr. Li, it is not appropriate to disturb at this moment."

   If you go up at this time, the hatred will be forged, and people will come to you, believe it or not?

  The old man is not an insider, but he is well-versed in human relations, and he probably guessed the reason, so he moved slowly beside him. He is really slow.

  Liu Qingshan didn't know how long it took, but only felt that his thoughts were clear, so he slowly stopped his fists and feet.

   His heart was also surging: After three years, he finally crossed this threshold.

   I heard from Master that how many people spend their lives in poverty, but they can’t take this step in the end.

   "Xiaoyou Jun's kung fu." A slightly old voice came from beside him.

  Liu Qingshan was completely forgetful just now, and didn't know anyone.

  But if someone had plotted against the law just now, it must be bad luck.

  Then his eyes swept over, and the corner of Liu Qingshan's mouth twitched slightly: It turned out to be him.

   "Country style, Mr. Li is too famous."

  Liu Qingshan didn't hide it at all. After all, someone who has lived in Hong Kong Island for a month will definitely have an impression of this face. If he pretends not to know him, it will appear artificial.

  The richest man Li waved his hand: "It doesn't matter where the heroes come from. How many big men on Hong Kong Island have come from the countryside."

  His gaze was also looking down the mountain, as if the entire Hong Kong Island was under his feet.

  Liu Qingshan took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and gently wiped the sweat on his forehead:

   "Man-made mountains are high, and Mr. Li also likes to climb mountains."

  The old man withdrew his eyes and looked over with a smile: "It's a good saying that mountains are high and man-made peaks. Only when you climb to the top of the mountain can you see all the small mountains, right, Mr. Mountain."

  The word Mountain translates to the meaning of high mountain and big mountain. The richest man Li obviously meant something.

  The more successful people are, the stronger the desire to conquer hidden in their hearts, otherwise, I am afraid that they will not be able to become a successful person.

  Liu Qingshan's expression was calm, and he still wiped his sweat lightly: "Then Mr. Li should go to the country more often. There are countless famous mountains and rivers there. The hills on Hong Kong Island are still too small."

   After finishing speaking, he slightly cupped his hands: "Mr. Li, take your leave."

   Then he walked like flying and galloped down the mountain.

  The richest man in Li was stunned for a moment, and then he sighed: "Heroes are born in youth, so why not when I was young..."

   While speaking, he stumbled and almost fell if it wasn't for the bodyguards to support him.

  The richest man Li shook his head: After all, he is still old, this world is, after all, a world of young people...

  (end of this chapter)