Chapter 506

On New Year's Eve, Lin Dongfan's wild uncle Liang Jingzhong indeed set aside his work in Xirong Province and, early that morning, took a private jet to Jingcheng.

Aunt Lin Yuzhi had originally planned to go to the airport to pick him up.

After thinking it over.

She felt that would be rather embarrassing.

Lin Yuzhi then rushed into Lin Dongfan's bedroom, dragged him out of bed, and said, "Your silly Bai Tian has already finished breakfast, yet you're still asleep. Get up quickly and help me pick up Official Liang."

"What's wrong with you?"

After finishing a little meeting with silly Bai Tian the night before, Lin Dongfan opened his computer and wrote up a "Get-Rich-Quick Plan," aiming to become a world-class billionaire within the next 24 months!

He stayed up until after two in the morning before going to bed, and he really hadn't gotten enough sleep.

He could barely keep his eyes open.

Lin Dongfan sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, half-dead, and retorted, "You're not so ugly you can't go out and see people—can't you fend for yourself? Your man, your pampering."

"I'm ugly? How would I not know that!"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Yuzhi had already grabbed Lin Dongfan's ear.

She gave it a slight twist.

Lin Dongfan, who had been utterly exhausted, instantly perked up: "Ouch… go easy, don't be so rough, okay?"

He couldn't help but perk up—it really hurt.

By his thirties, only two people had ever pulled his ear: his elementary school Chinese teacher and the aunt before him—both formidable women.

Lin Yuzhi kept holding on and asked, "Am I ugly or not?"

"My wife is a little fairy, and you are the great fairy above all!" Lin Dongfan exclaimed, "If anyone says you're ugly, don't doubt it—they're definitely blind."

This full-throated will to survive made Lin Yuzhi break into a grin.

Lin Yuzhi finally released Lin Dongfan's ear and, smiling, reminded him, "Next time, open your eyes a little wider, see clearly before you speak."

"I was just not awake just now."

To be honest, the aunt isn't ugly at all; with a little grooming she looks about forty, and her complexion is even better than that of Xie Yunxin, who is a few years younger.

The Lin family's genetic inheritance is not bad.

Moreover, the aunt is only interested in two things: researching military industry and buying cosmetics! With all those cosmetics pampering her, even if her skin were a clod of earth, it could be moisturized to a dewy, smooth shine.

Comrade Liang Jingzhong has clung to this cabbage for all these years.

What is he after?

Nothing more than wanting her because she is the daughter of the old General Lin Muyuan, and because her charm endures and her bearing is exceptional.

Of course, the two have been flirting with each other for most of their lives, and there is feeling between them. But Old Liang simply dares not bring up marriage, for fear of angering the Lin family's great fairy.

Lin Dongfan puzzledly asked Lin Yuzhi, "I just can't figure it out—why do you insist on staying single and not marrying? Are you trying to…"

"Shut up."

Lin Yuzhi obviously knew Lin Dongfan wasn't about to say anything good.

She emphasized with full confidence: "Marriage is the grave of love. Once two people marry, the freshness fades, and once obtained, it's not cherished. How nice it is now—every day feels like being in love."

"Wisdom!"

Lin Dongfan gave a thumbs-up, conceded, and muttered, "A woman devoted to the military industry, yet her head is full of love cells—she deserves to be beaten every day."

"Don't dawdle, hurry up and go to the airport to pick him up."

Lin Yuzhi urged him on, turned, and walked out of the bedroom, leaving Lin Dongfan space to change clothes.

Soon after.

Silly Bai Tian Chu Lingxi walked in with a lollipop dangling from her mouth, saying, "Honey, you want the leftover lollipop from our daughter?" She then pulled it from her mouth and handed it to Lin Dongfan.

Lin Dongfan looked speechless, as if to say, "Do you take me for a fool as a husband?"

Our daughter is still asleep in bed; this is clearly you having licked it a few times, not wanting it anymore, and treating me like a trash recycling station.

"You don't believe me? This really is the leftover from our daughter; I just licked it once to test if it's sweet." Silly Bai Tian explained earnestly.

Lin Dongfan took the lollipop and popped it into his mouth.

He then smiled and patted Silly Bai Tian's head: "Good baby, don't run around, wait for Daddy to come back."

"Hehe~~~ all right, it's my leftover."

Faced with this terrifying head-patting attack, Chu Lingxi had no resistance whatsoever. She looked up at Lin Dongfan, giggled, and revealed two happy little dimples.

She was exactly like a spoiled little girl who never grows up.

"It's time to wake your son up—don't indulge him like the old man does every day. If you don't seize the chance to spank him now, in a few years you'll want to but won't be able to."

"Oh."

"Come, give me a kiss."

Lin Dongfan held Chu Lingxi's head and planted a kiss on her.

After coaxing Chu Lingxi into happiness, he then went out.

The old father and son, just as usual, were practicing tai chi in the courtyard at dawn. That snail‑like pace—who knows if it truly strengthens the body or is utterly useless. Anyway, the soon‑to‑be‑96‑year‑old grandfather remains hearty: he can swing his cane to beat the aunt, or squat down to soothe a child.

"Good morning, Grandfather. I'm heading to the airport to pick someone up—any details I should know?"

"Your great-uncle is tied up with official duties and can't come home for the New Year, so Liang Jingzhong's arrival is just right—give him a talking-to, make him sharp."

"Talk to him about what?"

"I'm 96—does he think he can wait until I die to call me Dad? Give him a heads‑up; if he still doesn't shape up, at tonight's reunion dinner he'll only be allowed to sit at the kids' table!"

The grandfather performed the left Tai Chi Cloud Hand and the right Lin family massage, without stopping the whole time.

Over a decade of skill.

He has become so proficient that he can get angry without even stopping; if he were to cease practice and then get angry, the trouble would be great—every moment he'd have to grab his weapon.

Lin Dongfan laughed and said, "By the way, I'll give him a talking-to."

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Liang Jingzhong's special plane arrived on time at the capital airport; he had three attendants with him, and this trip to the capital also involved work—reporting for duty.

Staff from the Xirong Province office stationed in the capital also came to pick him up.

But Liang Jingzhong didn't plan to go to the designated reception point; after walking out of the airport, he briefly briefed his attendants on work matters, then got into Lin Dongfan's car.

"Old sir, are you still in good health?"

"Still going strong, defying heaven, earth, and air; his vigor hasn't diminished from back then."

While chatting and laughing, Lin Dongfan had already started the car and slowly pulled away.

Liang Jingzhong, sitting in the back seat, took off his coat, opened the window, lit a cigarette, and seemed to be enjoying this rare, carefree leisure time.

Lin Dongfan laughed and said, "Liang Secretary, the old man has spoken today—if you don't call him Dad again, you won't be seated at the main table tonight; you'll have to make do with my son."

"This old man..."

Liang Jingzhong smiled faintly, feeling both regret and joy.

The regret is that he wanted to get a license to drive legally, but the Lin Family's great immortal maiden doesn't want to get one. The joy is that even without a license, the old man acknowledges him as his son-in-law without a license.

Liang Jingzhong sighed, "Without your Lin Family, I, Liang Jingzhong, wouldn't be where I am today. Three years ago, when I was transferred to the impoverished Xirong Province, I thought my political career had reached its end. I never expected that your prediction of a major earthquake would let me achieve a great feat and turn my political fortunes around."

"After this term takes office, is there a chance to enter Central Z?" Lin Dongfan asked with interest.

Liang Jingzhong just smiled.

For those matters that aren't set in stone, he dares not make a definite statement.

But he feels there is an opportunity this time; now the Zou Family Group has been eliminated, Lin Zhenhua's position has been further consolidated, and everything is developing in a good direction.

Liang Jingzhong dropped the topic and turned to Lin Dongfan, asking, "Not long ago, you arrested over a hundred people in Haishan. Isn't Wang Daochen's support for you not very strong?"

"Not bad, I can feel that he holds the old man in reverence." Lin Dongfan said.

Liang Jingzhong nodded in relief: "That's good, Wang Daochen is a Central Z committee member; moving up another step should be a sure thing."

"There's a bit of trouble now."

"What trouble?"

"His secretary Wu Changsheng is suspected of meddling in the corruption case in Haishan Shi. I'm worried about this. If I don't investigate him, it's dereliction of duty; if I do, I fear Wang Daochen will be upset."