MC Bookstore Chapter 21 Zhong Xuejin Was Reborn? !
Chapter 21 Zhong Xuejin Was Reborn? !
"........Paternity Testing?"
Qi Yousui pushed Qi Qingyun hard, staggered back a few steps in anger, propped one hand on the table, and gasped heavily with the other hand covering his chest, looking up in disbelief for a long while. Qi Qingyun cursed in a low voice:
"Are you fucking crazy?"
"I'm not crazy, I'm really your father." Qi Qingyun walked over as if wanting to touch Qi Yousui's face, but was slapped away by the other hand, the crisp sound of skin contact and the arc of the arm being slapped down Appearing at the same time, Qi Qingyun was stunned for a while, and it took a while before he managed to regain his normal expression.
"You said you were my father. Apart from the paternity test, how else can you prove it?" Qi Yousui pressed his palms on the table, his expression already flooded with slight pain, he shook his hands irritably, and almost missed when he raised his eyes. He didn't write "you're farting" on his face, but asked back with a sneer.
"..." Qi Qingyun didn't expect Qi Yousui to believe it, but now she was asked directly, opened her mouth, rubbed her fingertips unconsciously, and couldn't think of words to prove it for a long time .
If the person who asked him to prove his identity was Zhong Xuejin, or even Zhong Yurong, he could use the various things that each other had experienced to prove his identity, so that the fact of rebirth can be perfectly explained , to confirm its credibility.
But the person standing in front of him is Qi Qingyun's son, a son he has never met since he was born, he doesn't even know the other person's blood type, height and weight, how can he prove it?
"...Compared to believing that you are my father, I would rather believe that you are my father's illegitimate child."
Qi Yousui looked at Qi Qingjun's expressionless expression, took a deep breath, and seemed a little bit hard to speak out when speaking bluntly, he held back for a long time before saying: "...you look... ...really looks like my dad."
"Age...just right again."
After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes firmly, suppressed the unhappiness in his heart forcibly, and when he opened his eyes again, he staggered and stood up straight, stroked the broken hair that fell on his eyelids, narrowed the ends of his long and deep eyes, and said indifferently road:
"Don't you think I don't know why you want to do a genetic test with me?"
"Don't you just want to confirm that you are my father's illegitimate son, so that you can enter Zhong's house in a grand manner, and replace or share with me the Zhongyi Group left by my father?"
"I tell you, it's impossible." Qi Yousui's voice was resonant, his eyes seemed to hold sharp knives, and there was a cold light between his eyes and eyelashes. He said every word, almost like gnashing his teeth:
"Although grandpa has always disliked me and thought I was stupid, I am not stupid. I know what to do and what not to do, who should be led in and who should not."
"The Zhongyi Group was established by my father with exhaustion. I can't just hand it over to you, you know?"
Qi Yousui stretched out his fingertips, and poked hard on Qi Qingyun's body, like a serious warning and emphasis, every gesture was a threat:
"Since you are an illegitimate child, recognize your own status."
"Don't try to provoke me."
If it were someone else, they would have been scared away by Qi Yousui's threatening appearance long ago, but in Qi Qingyun's eyes, Qi Yousui's current appearance is like an insecure bunny, without any hidden threat strength.
In order to defend the one-acre left by his parents, he desperately bared his teeth and claws, wishing to fight the imaginary enemy in his heart. The red-eyed look of being reluctant to show cowardice was nothing like his mother who was stronger in his life. Kind of like it.
Thinking of this, Qi Qingyun couldn't help laughing in Qi Qingyun's vigilant eyes, and in the face of the other party's increasingly confused expression, reached out to pat his face, squeezed it lightly, and sighed :
"Silly son."
"........"
"???"
Qi Yousui was stunned by Qi Qingyun's actions on the spot, but his astonished and unbelievable face was caught off guard by Qi Qingyun's slight pouting. After he realized it, he thought of leaning back to dodge, vaguely annoyed road:
"Stop talking... don't talk too much, I'm a mud son!"
"The truth is not yet told."
Qi Qingyun happily rubbed Qi Yousui's face, and that yellow hair that feels so good, then withdrew her hand from Qi Yousui's messy eyes, and said with a smile:
"You don't need to worry about this, I won't compete with you for property."
"People's hearts are separated from each other. What you say now sounds good. Who knows what's in your heart."
Qi Yousui leaned against the wall with folded arms, a pair of dark eyes rolling around, secretly looking at Qi Qingyun, and couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw that the other person looked more like his father's face than himself, He snorted disdainfully, feeling sour in his heart, but in exchange for Qi Qingyun lovingly touching his head, he said comfortingly:
"As my son, it doesn't seem too stupid."
If Qi Yousui really went for an appraisal with him without saying a word, then Qi Qingyun would have to wonder if this was the child of him and his wife Zhong Xuejin.
Fortunately, not too thorough stupid.
However, why didn't this child inherit his mother's advantages and looks at all?
Thinking of this, Qi Qingyun clicked his tongue, feeling a little pity in his heart.
However, since it is Zhong Xuejin's child, he will bring him up safely no matter what.
"You can rest assured about the inheritance."
Thinking of this, Qi Qingyun leaned on the table with her arms folded and opened her mouth, like a green bamboo that grows leaning against the morning light in early summer, her smile is refreshing and bright:
"If you don't believe me, I can sign a statement of renunciation of inheritance, and you can choose whatever you want."
Anyway, Qi Yousui and Zhong Xue will get all his things in the future, so it doesn't matter if you give them away now.
"..." Now it was Qi Yousui's turn to be stunned, his suspicious eyes swept up and down Qi Qingyun's body, wishing to turn into x-rays to illuminate the little Jiujiu in Qi Qingyun's stomach, and after a while, gradually Floating was a little hesitant, but he still didn't take the initiative to agree.
"You don't have to worry." Qi Qingyun sighed, continued to analyze Qi Yousui, and said persuasively:
"Okay, let's say I'm really an illegitimate child, but now Zhongyi Group is in my father's hands... your grandfather is in charge, according to your grandfather's character of not rubbing sand in his eyes and training in the army when he was young. How could the Thunder method that came out could easily let the Zhongyi Group fall into my hands."
"Besides, I'm just a 16-year-old high school student. I don't have any backing. How can I beat Zhong's."
Tired of standing, Qi Qingyun sat down on the unoccupied table with a slight effort, crossed a pair of long legs that had no place to rest, looked at Qi Yousui, made a gesture of negotiating, and said with a smile in his eyes: "You just need to After doing a paternity test, you can get the intact photo frame and posthumous photo at the same time, and it will not touch any of your interests, isn't it very cost-effective?"
As soon as the words fell, I don't know if some words touched Qi Yousui's sensitive nerves, his eyelashes trembled undetectably, and a struggling expression flashed in his eyes, and he finally made up his mind after a while road:
"...sounds good."
Seeing that the other party finally let go, Qi Qingyun couldn't help laughing, but seeing Qi Yousui raised his eyebrows, his pair of dark eyes looked like Qi Qingyun's, deep as if he wanted to suck people in, so the topic changed:
"But what do you want from me?"
"First of all, I will not spend [-] million on a man who looks like my father like my mother did." Qi Yousui stared at Qi Qingyun, as if he wanted to see every slight change in the other party's expression. Letting go of the slightest bit, he said coldly:
"You can't get anything from me."
"I just need to prove one thing is enough." Qi Qingyun jumped off the table, her voice was like gurgling water under a peach blossom tree, clear and warm, and she patted Qi Yousui's shoulder with her palm, which was slightly hot and gentle With a reassuring breath in his heart, he said firmly:
"Just one thing to prove."
Qi Qingyun knows in his heart that as long as Qi Yousui agrees to go for the appraisal, then through the actual appraisal report, he can directly prove whether the relationship with the other party is father and son or brother.
At that time, no matter whether Qi Yousui accepts it or not, the fact that he and the other party are father and son.
"........You're so naughty."
Qi Yousui muttered softly when he saw the confident look of Qi Qingyun's mouth slightly raised.
If he finds out that Qi Qingyun is really his brother or something, Qi Yousui can't guarantee that he won't knock Qi Qingyun to the ground with one punch, and mutters: "Destroy the perfect image of my dad in my heart." .”
"What?" Qi Qingyun didn't hear clearly.
"It's nothing."
"You help me restore the two things, the posthumous photo and the photo frame, to the original state first." Qi Yousui's heart has already loosened. Lifting his chin, his face was still stiff:
"At that time, I will consider whether to go or not."
"Okay, then it's a deal. This weekend, you and I will go to Cuijie's shop together." A smile appeared on Qi Qingyun's face. Just as she was about to say something else, her smile suddenly froze. Change the sloppy standing posture just now, and straighten your back slightly:
"Teacher Liu."
"...Student Qi." Liu Chengbi was still worried about handing over the "heavy task" of drawing blackboard posters to Qi Yousui, for fear that he would faint from anger when the evaluation committee came to observe the class, so he finished eating in the afternoon After dinner, I hurried to the classroom.
She wanted to find a random excuse to dismiss Qi Yousui and get another person to draw, but when her eyes fell on the blackboard, her eyes suddenly became round and bulged slightly like a frog with a bulging belly. Then she took a deep breath, and her face switched back and forth between surprise and doubt, just like the most advanced LED screen, Qi Qingyun was amazed at the speed.
She stared at the blackboard for a long time as if she had seen a ghost, and walked around in front of the blackboard twice. head, looking at Qi Yousui in disbelief:
"...Did you draw this?"
"Why, isn't the painting not good?!" Qi Yousui glared at her, snorted coldly, and said very proudly: "Can you find a better painting than mine in the whole year? I don't believe it!"
"...No, no." As soon as Qi Yousui opened his mouth, Liu Chengbi believed that his student hadn't been taken away by some magic pen Ma Lianghun. Qi Yousui said:
"You draw very well."
Liu Chengbi silently reflected on herself, and then said firmly to Qi Yousui who was suddenly praised and dazed:
"In this blackboard drawing selection, our class will definitely win No.1."
"..." Qi Yousui is seldom praised by others, but at the moment he felt a little overwhelmed, his fingertips slightly curled up and hooked the corners of his clothes, his body was as stiff as an iron plate, with a wooden sheet Face, I don't know whether to say thank you or continue to boast.
In fact, it's not his fault, Zhong Zhichun has a bad temper, because he has always been worried about Qi Qingjun's letting Zhong Xue get pregnant out of wedlock, so he blamed Qi Yousui, always calling him a stupid boy, a stupid boy; Most of them are still single, have no children and have no experience in raising children. They only look at Qi Yousui and sigh, saying that he is not as good as his father except for his appearance, which has followed Qi Qingyun's; not to mention his two masters. The old man with high demands and strict standards, doesn't point at Qi Yousui's nose and call his paintings rubbish, it only happens on Qi Yousui's birthday and during the Spring Festival.
Qi Qingyun looked at Qi Yousui's dazed look, smiled, reached out and touched Qi Yousui's head, then patted him on the back:
"Thank you teacher."
"Thank you... Teacher." Qi Yousui hadn't come back to his senses yet, with a stiff face like a marionette, he mechanically repeated what Qi Qingyun asked him to say.
Liu Chengbi, who was thanked by Qi Yousui for the first time, was dumbfounded on the spot: "..."
What did she just hear? !
Qi Yousui thanked himself? !
That's why Qi Yousui, who almost had "Rebellious Boy" engraved on his forehead, actually spoke civilized and polite language similar to human beings? !
Looking at Liu Chengbi's dazed face, Qi Qingyun felt a little funny in her heart, hooked Qi Yousui in front of her with a hook of her arm, and the two brothers said kindly:
"Teacher, I'll take him out for dinner, see you later."
"I'll leave it up to you to judge the awards."
Qi Qingjun smiled and blinked at Liu Chengbi. If Liu Chengbi hadn't married and was sixteen, seventeen or eighteen years old, she really couldn't stand such a smile, and said goodbye politely:
"goodbye teacher."
"Goodbye."
Liu Chengbi looked at the back of Qi Qingyun pulling Qi Yousui away in a trance, and did not fully recover until the figures of the two of them completely left his sight, and secretly clenched his fists, swearing in his heart:
No matter what, she must not let the talented and prodigal student in her hands be buried!
What Liu Chengbi was thinking in his heart, Qi Qingyun didn't know, so he concentrated on waiting until the weekend, and then took his son out for a walk.
"I'm going to take Qi Yousui out this weekend."
While changing clothes, Qi Qingyun flattened the messy collar, and at the same time opened her mouth intentionally or unintentionally in the dormitory, and she didn't know who to listen to.
Zhong Xuejin has the habit of getting up in the morning to wash her hair and take a shower. When she heard Qi Qingyun speak, she had just come out of the bathroom. Hearing this, she squinted her steamy eyes and walked straight to Qi Qingyun.
The tail of his hair was still dripping water, and the water dripped down his slender neck into his collar, wet the clothes on his chest and his overly delicate and pale collarbone.
He picked up the towel, wiped it and opened his mouth, his tone seemed to be puzzled but more unhappy:
"Aren't you taking me?"
Qi Qingyun paused, and her eyes fell on the other party. Because she was not very proficient in wiping her own hair, she wiped her hair in a messy look, moved her fingertips, and took the towel in Zhong Xuejin's hand before she realized it. , Gently and slowly rubbing for the other party, smoothing down the other party's hair.
Zhong Xuejin's hands were still wrapped in gauze, after taking such a bath, his entire palm was wet, Qi Qingyun had to help him re-bandage, in case the other party's wound was soaked, reminded him:
"You still have injuries."
"Small injury." Zhong Xuejin sat on the chair, feeling Qi Qingyun's long-lost approach, raised her hand upon hearing this, looked at her palm against the light, and suddenly said with a smile:
"I've had injuries much worse than this."
Qi Qingyun thought of the other party's pale face when she bled a few days ago, her heart skipped a beat, and even her movements slowed down, she calmed down and said:
"and then?"
"And then almost died suddenly."
Zhong Xuejin smiled with her face up, her eyes were slightly bent, she couldn't see the expression hidden inside, she sounded a little lucky: "It was really close to death."
Almost, I can't, I can solve those people by myself.
Qi Qingyun lowered her eyes, and for the first time saw Zhong Xuejin's incomprehensible emotion on his face, she didn't know what to say to comfort him: "..."
He cautiously did not answer, as if he was afraid of touching the other party's sad things, he gently touched the gauze on Zhong Xuejin's forehead with his fingertips, lifted the other party's bangs, looked at Zhong Xuejin's face, and slowly moved. The topic said: "The wound here... When will the stitches be removed?"
If he remembered correctly, Zhong Xuejin's forehead had been stitched in a small area because of the bruise.
And Zhong Xuejin, the wife he married in his previous life, had a red mole on the right side of her forehead above her eyebrows covered by gauze.
Because of this red mole, Qi Qingyun often called Zhong Xuejin "Little Guanyin" and "Yinyin" in private, and Zhong Xuejin was called a lot, and whenever she heard herself calling him this name, she would reflexively answer.
Qi Qingyun doesn't know why, she has been getting along with Zhong Xuejin a lot recently, and she always unconsciously confuses Zhong Xuejin in front of her with his wife Zhong Xuejin from her previous life, subconsciously, she feels that these two people seem to be the same person of.
But he didn't dare to admit his mistake, he was afraid that after admitting his mistake, he would transfer his feelings towards Zhong Xuejin from his previous life to Zhong Xuejin in front of him, and then he would feel sorry for his wife in his previous life, the dead Zhong Xuejin.
"In a few days." Zhong Xue didn't know what Qi Qingyun was thinking, she didn't seem to want to answer this question, so she forcefully brought the topic back to the original track:
"Later, take me with you."
"What are you going to do, you are injured."
"Take me." Zhong Xuejin stretched out her slender and soft arms, and embraced Qi Qingyun's neck who was trying to bend over to blow his hair, and pressed down slightly, forcing Qi Qingyun to look at him, Seriously:
"I want to follow you, everywhere."
Shangqiongbi falls to Huangquan, as long as there is Qi Qingyun, there will be Zhong Xuejin.
"........"
Because Zhong Xuejin was still wearing loose pajamas, when Qi Qingyun lowered her head from this angle, she could just see the collarbone under the wide neckline of the other party: "......"
".....Walk."
Qi Qingyun immediately looked away and stood up, and pinched Zhong Xuejin's neckline smoothly to prevent the other party from revealing a large piece of scenery, and glanced at him indifferently:
"Get dressed."
Zhong Xue smiled, pretending to be innocent, her breath was as warm as blue, and deliberately seductively asked: "What's wrong?"
"......If you play hooligan again, I will really deal with you." Qi Qingyun looked away, picked up the satchel and carried it on his shoulder, and shouted towards the bathroom:
"Qi Yousui, let's go."
"Here we come." Qi Yousui finally looked forward to a weekend and couldn't stay in bed. After being woken up by Qi Qingyun, he hurriedly packed himself up and was about to leave with the two, but when he reached the door, he was caught by Chu Queze Pulled the corner of the clothes.
"?" Qi Yousui turned around and looked at Chu Queze suspiciously: "What's wrong?"
"Take me there, will you?"
Chu Queze's hair was hanging limply by his ears, he carefully grabbed Qi Yousui's clothes with his fingertips, and said in a low voice:
"I want to go with you."
Qi Yousui glanced at Chu Queze's slap-printed face, thought about it, and decided not to take him out to meet people, so he resolutely refused:
"No."
After he finished speaking, he didn't look back at Chu Queze's expression, and followed Qi Qingyun straight away, without noticing Chu Queze's suddenly gloomy eyes.
Lin Cui was somewhat surprised that Qi Qingyun would bring Qi Yousui to his shop.
Under Qi Qingyun's strong request, Qi Yousui had no choice but to apologize to Lin Cui no matter how upset he was, and with Qi Qingyun's mediation, Lin Cui learned that Qi Yousui was the son of Qi Qingjun and Zhong Xuejin Afterwards, he also gradually dissipated.
Seeing that Lin Cui's expression softened, Qi Qingyun put forward her own thoughts while the iron was hot:
"Sister Cui, can you trouble your father to make me another photo frame that is exactly the same?"
Lin Cui's father, Lin Yushan, is a qualified and dedicated carpenter. He can reproduce everything he makes, "I think..."
"It's not that I don't want to help you." Lin Cui hugged the newborn second child, patted the baby's back with his palm, a look of embarrassment flashed across his face, and he paused after a while. Fang said:
"But now, my dad can't make you the same one as before."
"..." Qi Yousui didn't expect such an answer, he felt a little bit in his heart, quickly calculated Lin Yushan's current age in his heart, suddenly had a bad feeling, and tentatively said:
"Is he... old?"
Old age is a euphemism for Nangang to refer to the death of an old man.
"...No." Lin Cui sighed, his brows and eyes unconsciously collapsed, as if tired, and he forced a smile after a long time:
"When people are old, they will have this disease and that disease..."
"What's wrong with him?" Qi Qingyun was suddenly worried: "Is he seriously ill?"
"Alzheimer's disease is what we often call senile dementia." Lin Cui glanced at him, and saw that the worry on Qi Qingyun's face did not seem to be fake, but seemed to be a sincere emotion that would only be felt after knowing Lin Yushan for a long time Revealed, stunned for a moment, then slowly shook his head and said:
"After my mother passed away, he couldn't recognize anyone. He even forgot who I was, but he remembered running to the hospital where my mother died every day, saying that he wanted to find a wife. A few days ago, he didn't take care of him. I fell down in the hospital and was sent back to the countryside by my wife for recuperation."
"Is it far from here?"
As long as the person is still there, there is a one-in-a-million possibility, Qi Qingyun wants to give it a try, and immediately said: "I want to find his old man."
"If you're really in a hurry, I'll ask my lover to take us there. It just so happens that I haven't seen him for a long time."
Lin Cui glanced at the three of Qi Qingyun, for some reason, just wanted to help the three of them, so she called her husband neatly, and told them:
"Go, go see our dad."
The countryside is a bit far away, but it takes more than an hour to get there simply by going down the nearest expressway.
When Qi Qingyun pulled Zhong Xuejin out of the car, Lin Yushan happened to be standing in the yard watering the Psyllium.
Now it's September, and it's not the flowering season of pulsatilla, but Lin Yushan seems to be ignorant of this common sense, still watering the flowers with a water bottle.
"Dad." Lin Cui hugged the child, seeing his eyes sour, almost shed tears:
"I brought a guest to see you."
"Huh?" Hearing a middle-aged woman's voice, Lin Yushan turned his head away in doubt. While putting down the kettle, he scratched his gray hair with the other hand, and said in puzzlement:
"Who are you, do I know you?"
"I'm your daughter Lin Cui." No matter how many times Lin Yushan asked, Lin Cui would answer seriously, and then turned around, revealing Qi Qingyun, Qi Yousui and Zhong Xuejin behind him:
"We have guests at our house today, do you look familiar?"
"Oh..." Lin Yushan slowly put on his reading glasses, his gaze passed over the three of them one by one, and he suddenly realized, as if he remembered something, he slapped his thigh suddenly, and said in a tone full of joy :
"Xiao Qi, Xiao Zhong, it's you!"
"...Dad, you mistook the person again. They are not Xiao Qi and Xiao Zhong." Lin Cui gave the child to his lover, walked up to Lin Yushan, and knelt down to help him put on the slipped vest. Okay, said warmly:
"I checked. Xiao Qi and Xiao Zhong passed away a long time ago. The two of them just happened to look like them."
After finishing speaking, Lin Cui paused, then leaned into the ear of Lin Yushan who was confused, and whispered, "The ones behind them are the sons of Xiao Qi and Xiao Zhong."
"Ah?" Hearing this, Lin Yushan turned his head in a daze like a child, when his glasses slipped off, revealing his cloudy eyeballs, he stared at Qi Qingyun and Zhong Xuejin again without blinking, and looked at them for a long time , until the sound of the wind blowing through the treetops and the sound of falling leaves, slowly moved his lips and opened his mouth:
"Impossible, I won't admit the wrong person. The people in their bodies are obviously the Zhong Xuejin and Qi Qingyun I know."
When he spoke, even the wrinkles on his face gradually became vivid, and his tone was so sure that everyone was stunned for a moment.
But Lin Yushan didn't realize it, and even met Qi Qingyun's suddenly suspicious gaze, and smiled and said:
"You family of three, what am I doing to find the old man today?"
As soon as the words fell, the wind rustled the fallen leaves, blowing out an air flow of early autumn. The air seemed to be mixed with an extremely viscous jelly-like substance, which blocked everyone's breathing when it was breathed into the lungs. In the silence, for some reason, Qi Qingyun and the three of them were all stunned on the ground, each with their own thoughts, and for a long time they didn't know how to answer.
After a long time, it was Qi Qingyun who took the initiative to speak, quietly broke the silence, walked in front of Lin Yushan, knelt down and held his wrinkled hand like bark, raised his head and said:
"Uncle, I've come to ask you to see something."
"Xiao Qi, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you still haven't changed at all." Lin Yushan tremblingly raised his fingertips, bent his eyes and touched Qi Qingyun's head, his old voice seemed to be sighing, like wind and smoke Contains a little graininess:
"It's not like me, it's all old."
"Not old." Qi Qingyun's eyes were a little warm, but he quickly suppressed it, and said in a low voice:
"Do you remember one of the picture frames you sent me?"
After finishing speaking, Qi Qingyun took out the somewhat deformed photo frame glued by him from his bag: "This is it."
"This..."
Lin Yushan narrowed his eyes slightly, lifted the glasses frame slightly with his fingertips, took a closer look, thought for a while, and affirmed after a while:
"Remember, you gave it to Xiao Zhong, didn't you?"
"En." Qi Qingyun put the photo frame into Lin Yushan's hands, and let the other party rub her back to retrieve her memory:
"Now he's broken, can you make me an identical one?"
"But my hand..." Lin Yushan shook his intermittently trembling wrist, and smiled helplessly, "I haven't been a carpenter for a long time, I don't know if I can do it this time."
"It's okay, I can ask my son to come and help."
After finishing speaking, Qi Qingyun refused to give up, stood up, and shouted at Qi Yousui, who was standing in the distance, who was so bored that he bent down to pick the withered flower branches restlessly:
"Qi Yousui, come to Grandpa."
Qi Yousui picked a bunch of withered petals in his palm, and responded dissatisfiedly when he heard the words. When he passed by Zhong Xuejin, his eyes rolled, and he sprinkled the withered petals on Zhong Xuejin's head, which made Zhong Xuejin angry. Thinking that there were bugs, he let out a small exclamation in fright. The slightly distorted body made Qi Yousui laugh out loud. He was so happy that he could see his teeth but could not see his eyes.
That mischievous and triumphant smile made Qi Qingyun's teeth itch.
"Come here." Qi Qingyun firmly grabbed Qi Yousui's ear, and dragged Qi Yousui to Lin Yushan amidst the screams of the other party:
"Call Grandpa."
"I won't call." Qi Qingyun said foolishly.
"Do you still want a photo frame?" Qi Qingyun narrowed her eyes.
"..." Qi Yousui curled his lips, glanced at Lin Yushan, and reluctantly called out: ".....Grandpa"
Although he was calling for someone, from the corner of his eye he was staring at Qi Qingyun who had just pulled his ear, wishing he could kill him with his eyes. His expression was not polite, but compared to before, it was already a great improvement.
"Hey, you..." Lin Yushan glanced at him in surprise, suddenly, in the blink of an eye, the face of the young man who helped him in the hospital that day appeared in his mind, and he said doubtfully:
"Another Xiao Qi?"
"No, grandpa, this is Xiao Qi's son." Seeing that Lin Yushan was completely unrecognizable, Lin Cui could only repeat helplessly from the sidelines.
"..." Lin Yushan lowered his head in bewilderment, rolling his cloudy and yellowed eyes, as if carefully judging whether Lin Cui's words were correct.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and make a photo frame."
Qi Yousui didn't take this bad old man at all at ease, his personality was already impetuous, and this adult-like exchange of pleasantries had already pushed his patience to the breaking point:
"Get started, old man."
Qi Qingyun pinched him again, and in exchange for Qi Yousui's screams, he almost jumped up in pain, and after a while he was so wronged that he didn't dare to speak anymore.
"..." Lin Yushan watched the interaction between Qi Yousui and Qi Qingyun steadily, as if he was not offended by Qi Yousui's words, and suddenly laughed after a while:
"For the sake of giving me a bottle of Coke before, I'll do it again."
What Lin Yushan said was correct, his hands did tremble intermittently, so some tasks that required strength could only be done by Qi Qingyun and Qi Yousui under his guidance.
There was still business in Lin Cui's store, so he just came here in a hurry and left in a hurry, leaving only a family of three in the courtyard.
Perhaps she believed in Qi Qingyun's character so much that after confirming that Qi Yousui was his son, and then knowing that Qi Yousui was the person who helped Lin Yushan that day, she actually began to change her impression of him.
Qi Qingyun rolled up her sleeves, picked up tools and began to plan wood, sometimes intermittently instructing Qi Yousui.
Qi Yousui hated people pointing at him the most in his life, and wanted to throw down the wood in his hand and tell Qi Qingyun that you can do it, but after finding that Qi Qingyun is really good at doing it, he silently endured it He breathed a sigh of relief, curled his lips, as if he was dissatisfied, he let out a sigh of relief, and continued to work sluggishly.
Qi Qingyun looked at his rare and honest posture, smiled, and brushed away the sawdust flying around his shoulders.
The expression on Qi Yousui's face became more and more strange. After struggling for a while, he suddenly raised his head and asked cautiously:
"How do you know that this photo frame originally belonged to the old man?"
Qi Qingyun paused, and calmly patted the sawdust off his shoulders under the suspicious gaze of the other party, and said calmly: "Of course I know, because this photo frame was handed over from me to your mother from the very beginning. It was given to you after your mother died..."
"If I wasn't your father, how would I know about this?" Qi Qingyun's pupils were black and deep, and he looked at Qi Yousui with a solemnity and seriousness that he had never had before.
"..." Qi Yousui glanced at him, did not speak, the movements of his hands gradually slowed down, and looked away, as if he was carefully judging the possibility of Qi Qingyun's words .
Qi Qingyun's words were so reasonable that Qi Yousui couldn't find any loopholes at all.
Even if the young man in front of him is his father's illegitimate son and wants to use himself to enter Zhong's, it is impossible to start with this photo frame and find out the carpenter who handled it 20 years ago, so as to deceive himself and achieve his own goal. the goal of.
This would consume a lot of manpower and material resources, Qi Yousui did not believe that the young man who was his age in front of him would have such scheming and manpower support.
"........"
Seeing that Qi Yousui pursed his lips for a long time and didn't speak for a long time, Qi Qingyun didn't want to disturb the other party's time of thinking. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of your sweat dripping from the other party's forehead, so he took out a tissue to wipe it off for the other party, then stood up and threw The next sentence was "I'll get you water", and then Qi Yousui left with flickering eyes.
When Qi Qingyun walked into the kitchen, Lin Yushan was lying on the table, wearing reading glasses to carefully draw a sample of the photo frame. Qi Qingyun took out the cups under the instruction of the other party, poured a glass of water for the four of them each, and handed it to the four of them. Zhong Xuejin added honey to the water, and after passing it to the other party, he walked up to Lin Yushan and said warmly, "Uncle, drink some water."
"Okay." Lin Yushan raised his head, smiled at him, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, it's been too long, I have forgotten the specific style at that time."
"It's okay, think about it slowly." Qi Qingyun didn't try to make things difficult for others, but instead comforted: "Just do your best."
"......Um."
Lin Yushan was about to lower his head and continue painting, but from the corner of his eyes, he saw that Qi Qingyun did not leave, but instead kept frowning, rubbing his fingertips on the wall of the cup, as if he was thinking about something, opening his mouth repeatedly to speak but then stopped , but in the end he didn't say a word.
"..." Lin Yushan slowly put down the pen in his hand, and asked Qi Qingyun in a low voice: "What's wrong with you."
"...Uncle." Qi Qingyun opened his mouth to Shanglin Yushan's gentle and encouraging eyes, subconsciously glanced at Zhong Xuejin who was leaning against the door quietly basking in the sun, lowered his voice, his tone A little hesitant:
"Do you think he...is Xiao Zhong?"
"Why not?" Lin Yushan tilted his head in doubt, the silver strands in his hair fell to the end of his eyes, inexplicably seeing through the vicissitudes of the world:
"Aren't you and Xiao Zhong always inseparable?"
It was difficult for Qi Qingyun to explain to Lin Yushan that it was more than 20 years later, and his wife was already dead physically, so he said slowly after a while:
"Xiao Zhong...he died more than 20 years ago."
"Oh!" Lin Yushan suddenly realized, patted his forehead like a child, and finally remembered what Lin Cui said to himself just now: