Huayu 97: The Beginning of a Marriage Fraudulently

Chapter 34 There are quite a lot of people returning home this time

Weekend, Chinatown.

Chen Siyuan brought Chen Zehan to see his uncle.

By the way, Chen Zehan’s name was given by his godfather.

When Chen Zehan followed behind Liu Yifei, he was a little black man wearing a black suit, black sunglasses and a slicked back hair.

When Chen Zehan came to see his godfather, he was a young master wearing a white suit, white shirt and fluffy hair!

"Think about what to say later?"

Before entering the old man's yard, Chen Siyuan confirmed with his son again.

Chen Zehan raised his right hand and made an "OK" gesture, "Don't worry, Dad, Grandpa loves me the most, it's okay!"

Chen Siyuan nodded. Chen Zehan and the old liar demonstrated the close relationship between generations to the fullest. No matter how many sentences he said, they would not be as effective as one sentence from Chen Zehan.

As soon as he pushed open the gate, Chen Zehan squeezed in like a monkey.

"Grandpa, I'm coming!"

Following Chen Zehan's cheerful voice, the little figure threw herself into the old man's arms like a young swallow returning to its nest.

The old man had just stood up from the recliner when he was pushed back down again.

The old man let Chen Zehan sit on his belly, and the wrinkles on his face were as thick as those of an old chrysanthemum.

"My dear grandson, you miss grandpa so much!"

The old man happily kissed Chen Zehan on the face.

"Grandpa, I miss you too! Grandpa, let me tell you, when I was going to school with my sister yesterday, I discovered something very interesting..."

Although Chen Zehan is young, he has an extraordinary ability to express himself. He can talk about an ordinary thing in great detail.

Chen Siyuan disliked the nagging, but the old man enjoyed it.

Chen Siyuan did not disturb the family happiness of the grandfather and grandson. He just closed his eyes and rested, thinking out of sight, out of mind.

This is also Chen Zehan’s request.

At home, Chen Zehan has to listen to Chen Siyuan.

But when he arrived at Gan Ye's house, Chen Siyuan had to listen to Chen Zehan.

Who told him to listen to his eldest grandson?
"My dear grandson, how are you doing with what Grandpa taught you?"

The old man asked Chen Zehan with a smile on his face.

"Grandpa, I think there's something wrong with the boxing you teach!"

However, Chen Zehan spoke to the old man seriously.

"The boxing that Grandpa taught me is wrong? What's wrong? Tell Grandpa quickly!"

The old man was not annoyed but looked very happy.

Chen Zehan rolled off the old man's stomach and landed easily on the ground.

"Grandpa, watch carefully, I think this is how you should throw the punch!"

As Chen Zehan spoke, his temperament changed drastically, from a rich young man to a junior master in a sect!
It looked like he was indeed using the same set of boxing techniques as Chen Siyuan.

But shop around before you buy!
Chen Siyuan has been practicing boxing for four years and is just getting started.

Chen Zehan has been practicing for more than a year and has already reached the pinnacle of martial arts!

A set of punches was delivered like flowing water.

The most important thing is that the old man next to him has laughed so hard that he looks like an old chrysanthemum.

Chen Siyuan has known the old man for so long, but this is the first time he has seen him like this.

Chen Zehan finished his punch quickly.

"Grandpa, do you understand? I think this is the right way to fight! Because this is the most comfortable way to fight!"

Although Chen Zehan had just finished a round of boxing, his face was not red and he was not out of breath.

"My dear grandson, play it again and let grandpa see it again!"

The old man said to Chen Zehan with a smile, the doting in his voice overflowing.

"it is good!"

Chen Zehan didn't say anything and immediately typed it again, exactly the same as the first time.

Chen Siyuan has poor eyesight and couldn't tell any difference even after watching it twice.

But looking at the old man's appearance, it seems that Chen Zehan has really changed his boxing style!

This time the old man didn't say anything, but followed suit and punched again.

Watching the old man boxing is such a pleasure!
"Hahahaha!"

After the old man finished beating him, he suddenly laughed out loud! Then he picked up Chen Zehan and kissed him several times!
"It really is my great grandson!"

"Grandpa, am I right?"

"Yes! That's how it should be changed!"

The old man glared at Chen Siyuan beside him as he spoke, "You're not a kid anymore, and you can't even practice boxing properly. Learn more from my eldest grandson and learn how to adapt!"

Chen Siyuan didn't care, "Grandpa, just teach your grandson well."

"Humph!"

The old man snorted coldly, but when he turned to look at Chen Zehan, his face was full of smiles again.

"My dear grandson, come to Grandpa more often in the future and I will teach you new skills!"

The old man had a flattering look on his face.

"Grandpa, I'm afraid it's no use?"

Chen Zehan shook his head.

"Why is it not working? Is it your father..."

The old man glared at Chen Siyuan.

"Grandpa, we are going back to China!"

Chen Zehan said quickly.

"Return to China...China?!"

The old man was also stunned when he heard this.

"Yes, Grandpa, I have Chinese blood flowing in my veins, but I'm already three years old and I don't even know what China looks like! Grandpa, will you come back with me?"

Chen Zehan pouted. It was also the first time that Chen Siyuan saw his son acting like a spoiled child.

The old man nodded quickly, "It's time to go back and take a look. Don't worry, Grandpa will go back with you!"

Sure enough, as soon as Chen Zehan opened his mouth, the old man agreed to accompany his eldest grandson back to China without saying a word.

"Little liar...Siyuan, please get my passport!"

In front of his eldest grandson, the old man still gave Chen Siyuan some face.

Chen Siyuan smiled, took the briefcase from the side, and took out a passport from it.

"It's already been done for you!"

No one knew how the old man got here back then, but he was an illegal resident anyway.

But for Chen Siyuan, giving the old man a legal identity was too easy.

The old man took the passport, looked at it, and nodded with satisfaction.

It's quite useful.

"I'll give you a list, and you get their passports too!"

After the old man finished speaking, he carried Chen Zehan into the house and came out with paper and pen.

Then he wrote down a list in front of Chen Siyuan and handed it to him.

Chen Siyuan took it and took a look.

There were more than a dozen names written on the paper.

Many of them are bigwigs in Chinatown that Chen Siyuan knows, and they are also Chen Siyuan’s clients.

"Master, are they returning home with us?"

"It's a rare opportunity to go back, so naturally I want to benefit my hometown. They all have money, so this is a good opportunity to support the domestic economic development."

Chen Siyuan raised his thumb, the old man’s awareness was good.

"Zehan, then you stay here with grandpa and play. Dad will go and take care of this matter."

With Chen Zehan around, Chen Siyuan and the old man would be more restrained.

"Dad, go get busy!"

As soon as Chen Siyuan left, Chen Zehan stopped acting like an adult and returned to his childish nature, ordering the old man around.

He no longer cared about the old man's final image, and he would do whatever Chen Zehan asked him to do.

They work like slaves, just like the old men and women in Huaguo Park who are coaxing their grandchildren.

It is said that grandparents are closer than grandparents, and that is not just talk.

The old man wanted to pinch Chen Siyuan as soon as he saw him, but Chen Zehan held him tightly.

　It's almost the Huayu drama, let's get excited

　　
　
(End of this chapter)