When Lu Zi leaned after lunch, he went to the Hexi Mountains with his uncle, as well as many family members and servants.

Of course, his grandmother's tombstone is not in the Hexi cemetery.

Rather, it is on the westernmost side of the Hexi Mountains, on the Arc Moon Island of the small winding mountains.

It took a few cars for three hours to arrive at the small island with a quiet environment surrounded by green mountains and green waters.

The island is covered with white jasmine flowers, and when the breeze blows, the fragrance of flowers is indifferent and light in the breath.

In the very center of the island, there is a private villa built by Lu Dingnian in the early years.

Entering the villa, the maid and the housekeeper were all under the leadership of the deputy housekeeper Zhang Bin, doing their own things in an orderly manner.

Lu Zilean glanced at it, sat on the sofa, took the mobile phone thoughtfully, looked at the uncle in a daze, and asked, "Uncle, tonight, are we going to rest here?" ”

Lu Qingtian is a clear one, he knew it clearly when he saw his father's sharp eyes.

His father already knew his thoughts, and his thoughts were not what a person like him should have, and the Lu family did not allow it.

His eyes raised slightly and glanced at the face that was somewhat similar to the woman he loved, and said with a light smile unconsciously: "That's what your grandfather meant!" ”

Lu Zi let out an "oh" in a low tone, and then sat on the sofa boredly, looking at the crystal pendant on the ceiling in a daze.

At that time, I just cared about coming, and I forgot about this island, and there was no signal, let alone watching the video, even making a phone call was difficult.

"Then how are we going to contact grandpa, uncle, you know, the phone here is just a good-looking ornament!"

"Hehe, furnishings?" At the corner of Lu Qingtian's mouth. Dew. A bitter smile appeared, and then he said: "But, Zi, for the world, who of us is not an ornament?" ”

"Uncle is uncle, what he said makes sense, I just hope that our decoration can be appreciated, not disgusted. Abandon. Lu Zilean nodded and replied in agreement.

"Hehe, yes, don't be disliked." That being said, Lu Qingtian already knew that his existence had been disliked by his father, and it was time to leave.

And tonight, coming to this place where he can't even make phone calls is his father's punishment for him.

Let him think about it calmly, with his current identity and the identity of the child in front of him.

Immediately, he breathed a sigh of helplessness and said, "No need to contact them, they will come over early tomorrow morning!" ”

Lu Zi wanted to say: "I'll send it to you, and I'll leave," but when he heard the uncle say that he came early in the morning: "Hmm", and then he said unwillingly: "Then I'll go back and pick up grandpa......

"Your grandfather said no, he will come with your father and several of your uncles and aunts!" When Lu Qingtian thought of this, he unconsciously put away his mobile phone and glanced at Lu Zilian.

He seems to have seen in this young man the stubborn shadow of his youth.

Otherwise, his father, who would not have given it to his precious grandson, would still be reflecting on this unattended island.

The uncle's answer seemed to be prepared, so that Lu Ziyi didn't know what to say, so he could only nod, lean on the sofa, and look at the ceiling lamp again in a daze.

"Damn, have you ever liked someone!" Lu Qingtian sighed slowly, helpless, and idle, he unconsciously sighed, and actually nagged at his juniors.