After dinner, Gu Xuanlang called his parents and said his plan.
Gu's father and mother, who are far away from abroad, are naturally surprised. After all, his son was a famous demon king in Beijing. Except for drinking and fooling around all day, how can he take the initiative to make money? Now that their son can have such an idea, the two of them will naturally not have any rebuttal, and even rejected what they have to do and talked on the phone with their son.
After the guidance of Gu's father and mother all night, Gu Xuanlang did things more well. The next day, he took Lang Qinghe to several farm sites selected last night for field trips.
"Mr. Gu... I visited Gao... yesterday and checked the information and ignored a big thing." Lang Qinghe sat in the co-pilot and stared at Gu Xuanlang, who was now defecizing to say, and continued solemnly, "With our current capital reserves, it seems that we can't buy a farm with a good scale. Do we want to rent it? I remember that the basic buildings of the farms we saw yesterday are very old, not to mention the equipment. They were all ten years ago. If we take over, we are bound to make changes, but this is not cost-effective for renting.
"Well, I thought about it yesterday, so I decided to buy a farm." Gu Xuanlang seemed to know what Lang Qinghe was going to say next. He continued to say when Lang Qinghe didn't say anything, "I will solve the problem of money. Don't worry."
"Oh..." Lang Qinghe stopped talking. He looked at Gu Xuanlang, who was starting to drive again, and began to wonder what Gu Xuanlang would do next.
Gu Xuanlang felt Lang Qinghe's curious baby-like eyes. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, took out a few pieces of fruit candy from his pocket, and handed it to Lang Qinghe when he was waiting for the red light. He turned his head to look at Lang Qinghe's confused face, put the candy on Lang Qinghe's body, and naturally urged, "Eat it, let's eat. You two drove the car all morning, and your mouth must be tasteless. This is the lucky draw when I was refueling at the gas station just now. There are still a lot in my pocket. You can eat it.
"I... I'm not a child." Although Lang Qinghe said that he didn't like to eat it, he did not stop peeling off a candy and stuffed it into his mouth. The candy was sour before sweet. He squinted his eyes and enjoyed the sweetness that swept the whole mouth after the sour taste.
Gu Xuanlang started the car, looked through the rearview mirror at Lang Qinghe, who was disgusted and continued to eat the second candy. He also peeled one for himself. He narrowed his eyes because of sugar acid, and took Lang Qinghe's words and continued, "No one stipulates that older children can't eat sugar. Even if there is a rule, it doesn't count. I'll give you a few more, and you can eat and play by yourself.
Lang Qinghe, who was going to refuse, spoke not as fast as Gu Xuanlang's hand. He looked at the extra lollipops in his arms, and his clear face was a little helpless. In his eyes, Gu Xuanlang is not only strange now, but also a little strange. Whose strong man and handsome man would those a pocket of sugar?
Maybe Lang Qinghe's little idiot-like eyes were too explicit. Gu Xuanlang couldn't help laughing. He realized that Lang Qinghe seemed to no longer stare at himself because of his laughter, so he turned his head and stared at Lang Qinghe's handsome and beautiful side face, "Qinghe, don't always call me by Mr. Gu. If you don't let me go. People should laugh at us again. After all, we are husbands in the eyes of outsiders.
"..." Lang Qinghe seemed to be silent as if he had encountered a problem. He recalled Gu Xuanlang's changes in these days and Gu Xuanlang's attitude towards himself, and he was more convinced of his conjecture. At the same time, he felt that it was indeed a little awkward to call people like this. He touched his hair and then made up his mind. He said, "Is that called Xuan Lang?"
"Well, that sounds good." Gu Xuanlang nodded with satisfaction, and then he felt that this seemed not the best name. His slender fingers knocked on the steering wheel. After thinking for a moment, he turned his head and looked at Lang Qinghe again. Naturally, he said, "I remember that Qinghe is just 20 this year. I am 23 years older than you. Why don't you call me Brother Xuanlang, which is more Be kind."
For Lang Qinghe, just calling someone's name is enough for him to adapt for a few days. Now he calls him brother. He was a little confused for a moment. He wanted to refuse, but when he saw Gu Xuanlang's deep eyes and felt that he had no reason to refuse, he had to bravely answer, "Well, but I It takes a few days to get used to it.
"It doesn't matter. Take your time." Gu Xuanlang took out a bottle of mineral water from the car refrigerator for Lang Qinghe, held the steering wheel in his hand, and smiled and looked forward to Lang Qinghe's name change. At the same time, he hoped that he and Lang Qinghe could find a suitable farm.
But things always go round and round. Gu Xuanlang hasn't found a suitable farm for the whole day. Either the terrain of the farm does not match the online pictures, or the main price of the farm is too high.
When he met a person he thought was not bad, he was rejected and analyzed by the system. It was not until a week later that Gu Xuanlang met a place where he and Lang Qinghe and the system were satisfied.
"Boss Gu, the seller is an old couple with excellent feelings. Their children are abroad. Because the old couple miss their children too much, they decided to sell the farm and settle abroad. You see, the environment is first-class." The speaker is a housing agent in formal clothes and hand-held materials. At this moment, he is leading Gu Xuanlang and Lang Qinghe to make an introduction.
Gu Xuanlang nodded with a clear nod. Even if the housing agency didn't say these words, he would see them all.
The farm is located in a small town in City A. Compared with the Beijing City where they live, City A is not as full of factories as Beijing City, but more trees. The forestry resources are very rich, and the beautiful land is fertile, which is very suitable for the elderly.
The farm that Gu Xuanlang valued is located at the foot of the green mountain, with more than 100 mu of farm. The farmland is neatly divided into two-story villas for people to live in. Although the decoration is a little old, the skeleton of the house is very strong.
[Dear host, I dare to conclude that this is the most suitable place for farming in China. Please take such a good place as soon as possible!]
After a systematic reminder, Gu Xuanlang withdrew his sight of looking around the farm and turned his head to look at the Lang Qinghe, who was full of curiosity and listened carefully to the introduction of the housing agency at this moment. The early spring sun was warmer and more abundant, and the light chestnut short hair of the Lang Qinghe glowed with layers of gold. Gu Xuanlang couldn't help but be stunned. Then he restored his Qingming in the chatter of the system. He patted Lang Qinghe on the shoulder, turned to Lang Qinghe's light and clear amber eyes, and asked for advice: "Qinghe, I think it's not bad here. What do you think?"
"Huh?" Lang Qinghe reacted for a while before he realized that Gu Xuanlang was asking for his own opinion. He nodded warmly in his heart, "It's big and spacious here."
"That's good." Gu Xuanlang, who reached a consensus, no longer hesitated to verify the price with the housing agency, and signed a relevant contract with the farm seller with the help of the housing agency before leaving the city.
On the way back, Lang Qinghe's eyes never moved away from Gu Xuanlang. He finally opened his mouth when Gu Xuanlang looked at him frequently for a long time, "Brother Xuanlang, do we still have money?"
"Ah?"
"Well... Now we are grasshoppers on a rope... I just saw that you have been scratching the card... After all, you didn't ask for your father's money at that time, if it's not enough for my card..."
Before Lang Qinghe finished his words, he was interrupted by Gu Xuanlang, "Qinghe, don't worry about the money. The seller is very reasonable and agrees to pay the payment. What I paid today is only the down payment. The money is still enough. Keep your card."
"But the down payment is also..." Lang Qinghe still remembers the series of zeros in the contract, which is enough for him to work hard all his life.
Gu Xuanlang knew the meaning of Lang Qinghe's words. He deliberately slowed down the car and explained tirelessly: "I used to be ignorant. Since I was 18 years old, I bought several limited-edition luxury cars and all kinds of luxury goods every year. Now those things are useless to me. I Just sell them all. This money is enough for the down payment of the farm. Even if it's not enough, I want to think about it. Our villa can't be sold for money!"
"Oh, that's it." Lang Qinghe, whose doubts were finally answered, relaxed and relieved. He leaned against the soft chair of the co-pilot, and a question popped out of his mind, forcing him to ask Gu Xuanlang again, "So what do you mean, we are going to live on the farm in the future?"
"That's not for sure! We have smashed all our money on that piece of land. In the future, I will take you to dig food in that piece of land. Of course, we will live there. Besides, our parents are often abroad, and we don't have any relatives or friends in Beijing..." Gu Xuanlang said halfway and looked at Lang Qinghe, who had lost his voice. He suddenly realized that he had some heart. He was anxious. He didn't know what the secret in the original text was enough to blacken Lang Qinghe, so he just wanted to take Lang Qinghe away from the protagonist and all the people related to the plot, but ignored Lang Qinghe's inner thoughts. He thought for a long time and continued, "Of course, it depends on whether you agree. If you don't agree, we both You can also hire someone there.
"I agree. You have spent all your money. It's a waste of money if we hire someone there again, and I don't have any nostalgia in this city. It may be better if I leave." As he spoke, Lang Qinghe looked at the colorful street lights on both sides of the road outside the car window and stopped talking.
Gu Xuanlang knew that Lang Qinghe began to fall into memories again, and most of Lang Qinghe's memories were painful. He didn't want Lang Qinghe to suffer from memories again, so he did not drive home but turned a corner to another place.
"???" After knowing that they had not returned home, Lang Qinghe was stunned and got out of the car with Gu Xuanlang, "Aren't we going home?"
"When I was driving, I suddenly realized that we may move in the near future and may need some daily necessities. Why don't we choose in advance from now on?" While talking, Gu Xuanlang took Lang Qinghe to the supermarket.
Lang Qinghe also felt that what Gu Xuanlang said was reasonable, so he didn't say anything more. He just silently followed Gu Xuanlang and picked things together.
Both of them were choosing a home at first. Before long, Gu Xuanlang took Lang Qinghe to the wine area and explained, "The beer at home is gone. I want to buy two cans. Which one do you want to drink? Is it dark beer or pure beer?
Lang Qinghe glanced at the various kinds of beer in front of him and shook his head. Gu Xuanlang thought that Lang Qinghe just didn't like to drink beer, so he continued to make an introduction, "That sweet wine? Sparkling wine? Is it possible to be Erguotou?
"..." Lang Qinghe couldn't stand Gu Xuanlang's last words. He pulled the corners of his mouth and explained in a low voice, "I can't drink, just choose what you like to drink."
"All right." After flanzing Lang Qinghe's preferences, Gu Xuanlang no longer sang in the wine area. He slowed down and picked his favorite snacks with Lang Qinghe. At the same time, he quickly put something into the shopping cart when Lang Qinghe was not paying attention.
When Lang Qinghe and Gu Xuanlang checked out together, Lang Qinghe noticed that the waiter was sweeping a whole box of baby haha and hurriedly stopped, "Wait a minute, this is not ours."
The waiter was stunned for a moment and was ready to return the package. Unexpectedly, Gu Xuanlang stopped at this time and said, "Qinghe, this is ours. I just chose it for you. Go home and drink it."
Lang Qinghe: "..."