After returning to the wealthy family, I was abused by my biological parents

Chen Shuhui is right.

Her father is a rich second-generation.

No, they are a wealthy family, and they are definitely one of the best in Beijing.

Having money is nothing. The key is to have a courtyard house passed down from ancestors.

Qi Yang seemed to be taking special care of him, and kept reminding him to be careful along the way.

The old man of the Chen family is sixty-nine years old this year and will be seventy next year.

It looks like the old man's hair has turned completely white.

But he is still in good spirits.

He looks quite strong.

When they entered through an archway, the old man was leisurely tending to the flowers and plants.

A small garden was specially opened in the yard, and there were not many people in the yard.

"dad……"

Qi Yang was the first to shout, followed by Chen Shaohua and Chen Shaojie.

The old man turned his head.

When he saw Chen Shaojie and Chen Shaohua walking in front of him, his brows frowned slightly.

When his eyes fell on Qi Yang, the lines on his face became much softer and flatter.

Fang Ping'an followed behind Qi Yang and took a step to the side.

"Hello grandpa."

He must be well behaved!

Fang Ping'an felt that the two gazes were filled with sharp scrutiny.

Chen Zi'ang glanced at the young man who appeared in front of him for the first time, looked him up and down, and then passed by.

"Shaohua, why are you here?

Shaojie, why are you all here?

Did something happen?"

The old man with white hair and beard asked.

Chen Shaohua didn't say anything and let Chen Shaojie speak.

"Dad, this second brother's child got into Beijing University, and he's here to register.

I'm just bringing them to see you..."

Qi Yang followed her husband closely and said, "Dad, Ping An is the top scorer in science in Yun Province!

He’s a very good kid.”

The old man was a little surprised.

He glanced at Fang Pingan, who was smiling, and said, "Come on, come inside and sit down."

"Old Zhao, Old Zhao..."

Silently, another old man walked out of the room and bowed slightly when he saw them.

"Second Young Master, Third Young Master, Third Young Madam, it's been a while since we last met."

After greeting them, he turned to Chen Ziang and said, "Master, I'll go make tea."

After saying that, he turned and went back into the room.

As for Fang Ping'an, he just took a look.

Fang Ping'an followed the adults and slowly walked up the three steps, crossed the threshold and walked in.

He knew nothing about siheyuans, nor did he understand the structure and names of these houses.

After entering, I saw an octagonal table in the middle of the room, followed by four chairs.

The old man walked over slowly and sat down at the table.

Butler Zhao Jiaxing came over with a tray and placed it on the table. After distributing tea to everyone, he left.

Having followed Chen Zi'ang for a lifetime, he knew very well what he could and could not do.

The door of the room was open, and Fang Ping'an looked around the structure of the room.

Judging from the entrance, there should be a study on the left.

The one on the right might be the bedroom of the old patriarch.

With such a big yard, I guess the other courtyards are empty.

When they came in, they didn't see many servants along the way, and the few that were there looked quite leisurely.

It doesn't look like it's very busy at all.

Fang Ping'an had just taken a sip of tea when he heard Chen Shaojie say, "Wife, take Ping'an to visit the old house. He has never been here."

Qi Yang smiled slightly and said to the old man, "Dad, I'll take Ping An for a walk. This child may have never seen a courtyard before."

Fang Ping'an nodded quickly.

It’s something he can’t listen to again, alas.

Chen Ziang nodded slightly and forced a smile, "Ping An? Is it your and Liu Qing's child?"

Chen Shaohua shook his head. "No, he's my adopted son. I took him from an orphanage when he was little."

He didn't say that Fang Ping'an was actually almost two years old when he came to his house.