The old lady Zhao Lanxin carefully held the wood carving in her hand, but her hands still couldn't help but tremble.

Not because her hands were weak, but because she was too excited.

The wood carving given by Chen Qingyang is a young man, the man has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his appearance is dignified, which is somewhat similar to Chen Bailang, but it does not have the reckless and rough atmosphere of Chen Bailang, and there is a faint scholarly atmosphere.

Whether it is demeanor or temperament, Chen Qingyang is vividly carved, lifelike, and his skills are exquisite, even if the wood carving master has to marvel and admire when he sees it.

"Mom, why did the eldest brother really give a piece of wood to grandma? I thought it was just a normal piece of wood. Chen Qingyan asked with a puzzled expression.

"Shut up!" Yang Hui hurriedly scolded Chen Qingyan.

She didn't deliberately keep her voice down, so that the whole hall could be heard clearly, and the originally noisy hall gradually became quiet.

The reason why Yang Hui scolded Chen Qingyan was because she seemed to see who the wood carving in Zhao Lanxin's hand was, and Luo Shuyu's expression on the side was also slightly stunned, obviously she also saw it.

Chen Bailang once took the two of them into Zhao Lanxin's room, and they still remember that there was a black and white photo hanging on the wall of Zhao Lanxin's room, which was the only photo of Zhao Lanxin and Chen Bailang's father.

And the young man carved on the wood carving is the old lady of the Chen family who died young.

"Qingyang, you are really grandma's good grandson, this is the best birthday gift grandma has received in so many years." Zhao Lanxin stretched out her hand to hold Chen Qingyang's hand, and said with excitement on her face, with a faint mist in her eyes.

Although the old lady of the Chen family died early, Zhao Lanxin did not remarry, and she pulled Chen Bailang up with hard work, and never complained a word.

Chen Qingyang knew that his grandfather's death had always been a heart disease for her grandmother, so Chen Qingyang spent more than half a year to present his grandfather's voice and appearance during his lifetime, the purpose was to give Zhao Lanxin a sustenance.

Looking at Zhao Lanxin's excited expression at this time, Chen Qingyang didn't speak, just smiled lightly, and everything was silent.

Those who had laughed at Chen Qingyang in the audience before also obediently shut their mouths at this moment, no matter how stupid they were, they could guess who the wood carving was.

Zhao Lanxin carefully put the wood carving back into the wooden box, and then held it in the palm of her hand all the time, without the intention of putting it down, and her face became calm again.

"An Kui, is Chen Bailang back?" Zhao Lanxin suddenly asked the woman who was over half a hundred years old beside her.

Liu Ankui is the subordinate who Chen Bailang invited back to take care of Zhao Lanxin's daily life, she has been in the Chen family for more than 20 years, and no one dares to treat her as a subordinate, even if Chen Bailang sees her, he has to shout Sister Kui.

Zhao Lanxin called Chen Bailang's name in public, and her voice was obviously a little dissatisfied, today is the old mother's birthday, as a son, he hasn't come back yet, which is really unusual.

"Not yet, I asked people to call him a few times, but it hasn't been turned on, it should be on the way back." Liu Ankui said.

"Don't wait for him, let's eat." Zhao Lanxin said in a slightly cold voice.

But except for Chen Bailang's henchmen, everyone else in the audience was still sitting in their seats, and they didn't mean to get up.

Chen Qingyang glanced at everyone with a sneer, and the show seemed to be about to begin.

Yang Hui turned her head to look at the cold man beside her, and saw that he nodded slightly, and then she gritted her teeth, seemed to have made up a lot of determination, and suddenly stood up from her seat.

"Mom, before eating, we have something to discuss with you." Yang Hui opened her mouth and said, her voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

Zhao Lanxin slowly moved her gaze to Yang Hui, her deep eyes flashing with cold light, as if she could see through people.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Lanxin asked in a faint voice.

Yang Hui took a deep breath and tried her best to calm down, but her eyes still didn't dare to look directly at Zhao Lanxin's gaze.

"Mom, the old Chen family has an ancestral land in a small county town in Nanhu Province, and now there is a huge project to fall in this small county, in the next few years, this small county will be built into a national 5A-level tourist attraction, and at the same time, several small villages around our ancestral land will also build a tourist resort." Yang Hui said slowly.

Zhao Lanxin's calm face did not fluctuate at all, and she couldn't see what she was thinking in her heart at the moment.

Yang Hui glanced at Zhao Lanxin, and then said: "Now that the expropriation of this resort is almost completed, it is just the ancestral land of our old Chen family, and the family of Shuyu and I have taken over this project, if nothing else, the construction will start in half a month, and now we will wait for your mother to nod." ”

Yang Hui and Luo Shuyu are ambitious people, this resort project has taken over by them a lot of time and energy, with the financial support of the Yang family and the Luo family, they are fully qualified to build a top luxury resort in the country, although the investment is huge, but the income is at least ten times the investment, or even more.

"Mom, this resort has a very good development prospect, although all the investment is from our two mother's family, but each of them only takes forty percent of the shares, our old Chen family does not need to pay a penny, only need to give up the ancestral land, you can get two percent of the shares, why not?" At this time, Luo Shuyu also stood up and said.

The ancestral land of the Chen family, according to the market price, can be sold for several million at most, but when the resort is completed, it is conservatively estimated that the annual income is several hundred million, even if it can only be divided into two percent of the shares, it is tens of millions, and this is still a long-term business, no matter how it is calculated, it is a profitable business.

"You're short of money?" Zhao Lanxin stared at the two of them and asked.

Short of money?

They are really short of money.

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Although Chen Bailang's money in a year can be described as astronomical, Yang Hui and Luo Shuyu can't see where Chen Bailang's money is.

Chen Bailang also gives the two of them 10 million living expenses every year, 10 million is definitely for ordinary people, they can definitely live a happy life, but for the two of them are willing to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy a brand-name bag, this 10 million is far from enough.

"Mom, I know that the Chen family is not short of money, but no one will be afraid of having too much money, right? What's more, those are all automatically sent to the door, and we don't need to worry about it at all, this win-win opportunity for the three companies, we must not miss it. Luo Shuyu said.

"A piece of ancestral land in exchange for at least tens of millions of dollars a year, we have no reason to refuse." Yang Hui's voice also rang out.

The two concubines sang and harmonized, although the tone was quite polite, but everyone could see that their attitude was very resolute, and Zhao Lanxin could not refuse at all.