What celebrity wives hate is my vest and not me

Chapter 159 A Pure Merchant (6K)

Perhaps it was because of the youth's respect that Qin Feng did not choose to perfunctory this question.

He followed the young man's eyes to look at the tea garden. There were still some raindrops falling from the sky, which turned into white mist when it fell on the ground, and the white mist hung over the tea trees again.

This scene is indeed beautiful, but you need to calm down to appreciate it.

The young masters in the pavilion didn't notice it, because they were very impetuous, and because they had An Ruo in their hearts, they didn't realize the beauty until now.

He thought for a long time, and the boy waited quietly for a long time.

Finally, Qin Feng looked at him with a smile: "I'm sorry to tell you that when it comes to how to empathize with the scenery, words can't compare with photos and paintings. You see what I see, the photos and the paintings, It was what I saw at the time, which is called empathy.”

When the young man heard this, his eyes were full of disappointment.

Since Qin Wuxiang said that all the time, that's it.

He has had few friends since he was a child, and his favorite thing is to read books. Although he is just an adult, he has read more books than some people have read in their entire lives.

So he likes words, likes those good books, and naturally admires writers who can write books.

For example, Qin Wuxiang.

Although Qin Feng got an answer that he wasn't looking forward to, he still said thank you very respectfully.

"Don't worry, I haven't finished my words yet." Seeing his disappointment, Qin Feng shook his head and chuckled and continued: "The charm of words lies in imagination rather than description."

He pointed to his head, "The richer a person's imagination, the greater the charm of words. Photos and paintings can only make you see fixed things, but words can make you imagine pictures that are far beyond reality!"

"Imagination." The boy repeated the word repeatedly.

Qin Feng turned to look at the tea garden: "If I want to write about rain, I will write how hazy the sky is and how the mist rises in the tea garden; if I want to write about tea, I will write how busy the farmers are and how intoxicated the tea drinkers are. Writing is a process of knowing the subtleties and creating. For me, the beauty it brings far exceeds the sense of reward brought by taking random photos... That sense of reward is fleeting, and as long as someone reads my words, I feel like drinking sweet wine just thinking about it."

The hope in the young man's eyes was rekindled, he once again thanked him solemnly, and then said: "I now believe that you are Qin Wuxiang."

"Did I look fake before?" Qin Feng laughed dumbly.

"It is rumored that you are a talented but unvirtuous scum who only talks to women." The boy did not hesitate.

"The rumors may be true or false, and the false parts will be infinitely magnified." Qin Feng expressed sincere emotion, "But the version you heard is a bit too exaggerated."

The young man wanted to say something, but Chen Yu had already moved to Qin Feng's ear and whispered twice.

"The things have been delivered. They are at the gate of the manor. Teacher Qin should take them with him when he leaves."

Qin Feng nodded, stood up and glanced at the young man. He wanted to say something, but he thought that he was not familiar with him, and there were more important things waiting for him, so he left.

Chen Yu didn't go to send it off, the matter had already been ordered, and naturally someone would take care of it.

The young man surnamed Zhou watched Qin Feng's figure go away on the muddy path, then turned his head to look at Chen Yu: "Qin Wuxiang said he is your best friend."

"Just polite words." Chen Yu shook his head: "Teacher Qin and my father have been friends for many years. How could I dare to overstep my bounds?"

"But you always knew."

The young man is sure that as long as the human relationship is still here, he will always be able to see the above.

"It's really worth seeing once." He sighed softly: "There is no one worthy of fame, and Qin Wuxiang is really talented... There should be no one who doesn't like him, right?"
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On the other side, Qin Feng got the things he asked Chen Yu to prepare, and drove to the other suburb of Gusu City.

From the tea garden to the Wang family's old house, he had to cross the entire city. The moss on the stone steps along the way revealed their simplicity. The green shade on both sides of the commercial street made him feel that it was no different from the commercial district overlooking the sea.

With the car on, the crowds became sparser. I followed the navigation to a village on the edge of Gusu City. When I saw those horses and guard posts, the electronic sound of the mobile phone sounded a reminder that the navigation was over.

As far as the eye can see is a simple but magnificent house, a southern style that has only been seen in TV dramas, but there is no trace of it on the map.

This is a house that is not displayed at all on the navigation.

The shallow river separates the houses in the distance from the villages. There are guard posts at the head of the stone bridge, and there are many people on duty.

When Qin Feng's car drove to the bridge, it was stopped by someone. As expected, the man on duty came up and knocked on the window, and saluted.

"Please show your documents."

"Only the ID card."

"An ID card will do."

Qin Feng showed them their ID cards, and they looked at each other, nodded, moved away from the horse, said something on the walkie-talkie, and let him pass.

After that, no one stopped Qin Feng along the way, which was beyond Qin Feng's expectation.

Especially when the car slowly pulled up to the door of the mansion, the door was actually open, which at least meant that there was no chance of rejection, which was good news.

Qin Feng got out of the car and picked up his things before someone came up to check him.

He opened the gift bag to look at the contents, searched his body, and after making sure that there was no murder weapon, he retreated politely.

Qin Feng tidied up his clothes, took a deep breath, and walked into the Wang family's gate for the first time.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see a courtyard with dozens of steps in length and width. An ancient well in the middle is very eye-catching, followed by boxwood planted around it.

Those yellow poplars have been carefully taken care of at first glance, and the branches and leaves are trimmed properly. It can be seen that the owner is very careful about this courtyard.

But Qin Feng just took a few glances and then withdrew his gaze, looking at the main room with the door open.

An unknown old man was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, looking at him with piercing eyes. He was full of aura, majestic, iron-blooded, and unruffled.

The lower seat sat Wang Renwei who had met before, and the other side was also a middle-aged man whom he did not know.

Qin Feng knew who they were without thinking.

The most eloquent person in the entire Wang family is now staring at him.

Qin Feng was not timid. He carried his things across the courtyard and entered the main room with his chest raised and his voice loud.

"Hello, Grandpa Wang."

Mr. Wang stared at Qin Feng, and there seemed to be light in his eyes.

Seeing that he was neither humble nor overbearing, Mr. Wang was expressionless and showed no emotion: "The visitor is a guest, sit down."

He knocked the bong of Hanyan on the table and put it aside.

Qin Feng was also polite, and went straight to the only vacant seat in the room and sat down, putting the things in his hand at his feet.

"What do you want to say?" Mr. Wang looked at Qin Feng.

This was the first conversation between the two, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.

When the head of the family opened his mouth, others naturally didn't dare to talk too much. Both the eldest and the second child listened quietly, and the latter even closed their eyes to rest.

Qin Feng thought for a moment, looked into Mr. Wang's eyes and said, "It's already very polite."

Mr. Wang nodded after hearing this. Although his serious expression did not soften, it could be seen that the hostility was no longer so obvious.

OK, you can see the good and the bad.

What Qin Feng was talking about was that since he set foot in Gusu, the Wang family only took An Ruo home when they got off the plane, but other than that they had not done anything excessive.

Those sentries along the way did not make things difficult, even being able to enter this door and sit down and talk, at least they gave enough respect.

Originally, Qin Feng's worst plan was to have the door closed, not even letting himself in.

"I'm not embarrassing you, it's because of your reputation."

Mr. Wang snorted coldly, and slapped his palm on the armrest with a loud noise.

"But don't think that you can do whatever you want if you are famous. If you enter this door, you are talking about family affairs... It is my granddaughter's lifelong event! I should look down on you, but I still look down on you. When you leave this door, don't pester An Ruo anymore , we live in peace."

"If you don't like me, you have to have an excuse." Qin Feng frowned and looked at Mr. Wang: "Besides, I entered this door today and brought a gift, so I didn't just turn around and go back obediently after listening to your two words." !"

"Boy, are you here for taking gunpowder today?" Wang Renwei looked at Qin Feng with an unkind look in his eyes: "It is rude to scold a son and his father. This is the principle in the textbook. It is rude to face my father in front of me. You Is this how generous everyone in this literary world is?"

Wang Laoer still closed his eyes and said nothing, with a relaxed expression, as if he didn't hear.

"Don't worry."

Mr. Wang beckoned to stop Wang Renwei's scolding, squinted his eyes and looked at Qin Feng, and patted the armrest of the Taishi chair twice with his palm.

"You are very similar to the soldiers I led when I was young. You stabbed the heads one by one, and you felt that you were not good enough...but you are a tough one."

If he was scared away like this, Mr. Wang probably threw the things out of the door together.

But if he is willing to poke his neck and ask for clarification, at least he is willing to say a few more words.

"Yes, a writer who is well-known in the contemporary era at a young age does have the capital to stand in my room and yell at me. But as I said before, this is a family matter, regardless of whether you are a king or a beggar, my There will be no difference in attitude."

Mr. Wang looked at Qin Feng with a calm expression: "I don't agree with you being with my granddaughter. I've already said it."

"I want to know why you disagree, and I have asked again." Qin Feng's attitude did not retreat at all.

"Because you have bad conduct."

"My previous scandals?"

"Your self-knowledge should be used at the door. If you are sensible, just don't come to see me... You will not offend me in the future."

Now Qin Feng finally understands one thing.

The Wang family looked down on themselves, and it had nothing to do with any family or background.

Even because of his prestigious position in the literary world, it was considered very polite for the Wang family to be able to speak clearly face to face.

The current situation is a conversation between an old man and a young man——

It's just that a grandfather who dotes on his granddaughter feels that Qin Wuxiang's character is not good and has a bad record, and he feels sorry for his granddaughter's future in the hands of such a person.

In the past, Qin Feng always thought that everything would be fine if he settled Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang, because Qin's parents and mothers pulled Qin Feng to grow up, preconceived.

But he ignored the fact that many people in this world were raised by grandparents and grandparents. The doting and affection between relatives of the next generation is not inferior to that of biological parents.

Wang Anruo and Mr. Wang are such a couple. The girl I love grew up under the watch of the tough and mighty old man in front of me... That is a family relationship of more than ten years!

But now, the two people who love Wang Anruo the most in the world are confronting each other.

Qin Feng understood the current situation and Mr. Wang's attitude, so his original tough attitude eased a little.

In terms of emotion and reason, I am at a loss in this matter.

Because in the first few years when I first got the system, I really hunted countless things for life-threatening point issues, and was forced to run around among women.

This is an irreversible fact.

People at home don't like it, but they can understand it a little bit.

"I have never done anything to offend An Ruo." Qin Feng thought for a while, and decided to change his image back, "My feelings for An Ruo are also serious, and I stand straight in this matter! "

Wang Renwei frowned, and said without waiting for the old man to speak: "It's just a one-sided statement. If you say you haven't done it, you haven't done it?"

Without waiting for Qin Feng to refute, Wang Laoer opened his eyes leisurely, looked at his eldest brother and said with a smile: "Don't you believe the information I checked? You had to read those things first before I sent them to my eldest niece."

"It's okay for my family to close the door, but you want to help outsiders in front of your father today?!" Wang Renwei glared at his second brother.

Wang Laoer shook his head slightly: "I only recognize the facts in black and white, and I also know that defamation is against the law."

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect why the Wang family had a quarrel.

But on the other hand, Mr. Wang seemed not at all surprised that the two sons were arguing.

Wang Renwei firmly insisted that Qin Feng's misdeeds were unforgivable. The son-in-law of the Wang family did not say how innocent he was, but he could not have affairs with more than a dozen women at the same time at most. Such a bad past is like a nail, and the traces cannot be erased !
Wang Laoer has always emphasized that although Qin Feng is carefree, he never compromises on the bottom line. Even if you don't believe Qin Feng, you should believe the information you checked. The information is the truth.

At the end of the quarrel, both of them seemed to have forgotten that Mr. Wang was still there.

"Father is still here, second child, don't force me to scold you!"

"It seems that the restriction of a father and mother has come into play. Brother, do you know that your father is not out? My father said that the person who comes is a guest. Is it against etiquette to talk about others in front of guests?"

After a round of verbal confrontation, both of them frowning and stopped.

After they calmed down, they all looked at Mr. Wang, who was sitting on the grand master's chair in the middle, with a guilty conscience.

If this guy gets angry, the yard will be turned upside down!
"Get out and come in after the quarrel."

Mr. Wang just casually picked up the shredded tobacco on the table of the Eight Immortals, rolled a local cigarette by himself, lit it up and took a deep puff, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Seeing him smoking, Qin Feng finally knew who Uncle Wang learned from smoking.

It was simply carved out of a mold.

The brothers of the Wang family have long been used to being scolded by the old man's ears, and even words like get out are not a sign of anger in their ears, but father wanted to have a quiet time, so they got up and walked out of the house.

The two of them stood in front of the ancient well, one on each side, without looking at each other, their full stomach could be smelled from far away, it seemed that these two old foxes who never showed their emotions on their faces would only do it when they were fighting in the nest. Really gritted your teeth hard.

Mr. Wang was not surprised at all. They have been fighting and grabbing things since they were young, and it hasn't changed for decades.

When I was young, I would grab toys and straight wooden sticks. When I grow up, I should grab family property.

Qin Feng still sat on the chair and looked at Mr. Wang. After thinking for a moment, he got up and said, "I'll go out for a walk too."

Mr. Wang closed his eyes and didn't answer. His attitude towards Qin Feng is very complicated... Generally speaking, he doesn't like it, so naturally he won't look directly at it.

He doesn't like any man who wants to abduct his precious granddaughter.

What's more, Qin Wuxiang is too coquettish.

He was young and flirtatious, but when he got old, he wanted to find a more down-to-earth man for his granddaughter, and he didn't want his granddaughter to suffer.

It's a bit of a double standard. After thinking about it, people's hearts are full of flesh. Who wouldn't want their granddaughter to find a man who is worthy of entrustment and has a clean foundation?

Seeing that Qin Feng is still famous, Mr. Wang waved his hand, which means you can do what you want.

Being polite is still considered polite, and it has fulfilled the etiquette that my Wang family treats everyone in the literary world.

No, it is determined not to, you don't even think about the matter with An Ruo.

If it wasn't for the fact that the second child has some skills, the information found also proves that Qin Feng has never done promiscuity, otherwise it is possible that Mr. Wang would have torn his face with the number one contemporary writer on the spot.

After leaving the door of the main house, Qin Feng also broke the deadlock between the two half-hundred-year-old brothers.

Qin Feng raised his hands to Wang Renwei and said, "Uncle, you are fine."

Wang Renwei glanced at Qin Feng and shook his head: "Just call me Mr. Wang!"

After finishing speaking, he walked away, as if he had no intention of going back to the main room.

Looking at his back, Qin Feng vaguely sensed that this uncle also resisted his relationship with An Ruo from the bottom of his heart... why?
It's not like An Ruo grew up watching him, how can he be so attentive?
But now is not the time to think about these things, he turned his head to look at Wang Lao Er, and cupped his hands again.

Wang Lao Er's warm smile made Qin Feng think of someone——

Wang Anchuan.

As expected of a father and son.

"How do you call it?" With the lessons learned from the past, Qin Feng did not dare to speak rashly.

Wang Laoer smiled even more kindly: "If you don't mind, please call me your second uncle."

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, he was so kind and he acquiesced to something.

Combined with the quarrel between the two brothers in the room just now, why does he feel that the other party seems to be speaking for him?

Shouldn't the Wang family hold a family meeting today to jointly denounce their past misdeeds?

Wang Laoer glanced at the old man who was sitting reclined on the master chair in the main room smoking, stretched out his finger and pointed to the side courtyard: "Let me show you around, I'm tired of watching it, you should be curious, go back and write a travel note and send it out." , let me pay my respects."

The Wang family's mansion occupies a large area, but some courtyards are inconvenient for outsiders to enter, so Wang Laoer can only lead Qin Feng around the fake mountains and rivers.

Needless to say, the level of gardens in Gusu is exquisite. The handicrafts handed down by skilled folk craftsmen are no worse than those of the ancient royal family. The tile paintings on some walls, such as the picture of the Eight Immortals and the birthday of the five sons, are full of rich countryside. Nose, well combined, beautiful and earthy.

"The yard is getting old." Wang Laoer sighed as he walked, "Father is also getting old, so many things are easy to get into the corner."

Qin Feng followed behind, listening quietly.

"For example, when recruiting talents and recruiting a son-in-law, he loves his granddaughter the most and is very picky, but his background and money are not considered. The first time he learned that An Ruo had a boyfriend, and from Rengui that you were a TV station employee , The old man said that it was very rare to pass him this test, but he drank half a glass more than usual that night... Big Brother said, he also drank half a glass more when he accompanied him that day."

That said, at least the old man and Boss Wang didn't have much objection at that time.

"It seems that employees are more pleasing than writers." Qin Feng frowned in puzzlement: "I thought that only our hometown of Confucius and Mencius would value the establishment. No matter how good the gift is during the New Year and holidays, it is not as good as the rice, flour, grain and oil issued by the unit, but I don't know Gusu. Also like this."

"Then you are wrong." Wang Laoer chuckled, stretched out his hand to push up his gold-rimmed glasses, and said very elegantly: "Of course it is good to be a writer. A famous writer like you is even better. Who doesn't like a capable person? ? Let alone the number one scholar in this field. Jiangnan has produced many talented people since ancient times. People like you should have been born in Gusu."

Qin Feng was silent for a long time, and sighed softly: "Since it's not a job, it's because of my previous rumors."

"Nine falsehoods and one true, but in the end there is one truth...it's a pity."

Wang Laoer said it was a pity, but he didn't mean it. It was obvious that he didn't care about it.

I don't care about Qin Feng's past, it has nothing to do with him how romantic he is in the rumors.

Qin Feng then asked what he wanted to ask: "Why did the second uncle help me, so that the brothers quarreled and turned their faces? The first time we met, Wang Anchuan and I just had a meal... I can't figure it out."

"Because I'm a businessman." Wang Laoer chuckled lightly, "I'm talking about business."

"for example?"

"Brother is suppressed too much by the black hat, pedantic. He is the last person in this family who doesn't want you to have an affair with An Ruo. He is afraid that his career will be implicated because of your bad deeds. If you and An Ruo really get married, someone wants to suppress him. It would be enough for him to casually reveal some of your black material during his critical period... Big brother is too easy to understand, and he didn't even think about hiding it."

Wang Lao Er paused, and continued: "Where is Dad? I value my eldest niece too much, and care about it makes me chaotic. I actually want to keep a talented person like you away... What a loss?"

"I don't like those actors, and to be honest, I don't like them either. They are still under the merchants, and they are all paid for by money. But literati are different. Since ancient times, literati have been the first choice for big businessmen to recruit sons-in-law... The ancients were no more stupid than us."

Wang Laoer said with a smile: "If you really want to choose a son-in-law for An Ruo, you are the most suitable one. You are neither an official nor a businessman, a scholar...ah, a scholar!"

After Wang Laoer finished speaking, he smiled even more, and shook his head helplessly: "The times are changing, and sticking to the rules is a dead end."

Qin Feng was silent for a long time and looked up at him: "Does the second uncle trust me that I have never done anything wrong to An Ruo, or does he think that my identity is the most suitable candidate?"

Wang Laoer hardly hesitated, and blurted out: "My niece's matter has nothing to do with me, and it's not that I watched her grow up. To be honest, only the old man and Rengui care about her happiness, and my elder brother and I don't care."

It was very straightforward, but Qin Feng was not surprised at all.

After Wang Lao Er said this, he kept observing Qin Feng's expression, and found that he was mentally prepared, but he was a little surprised.

"You seem to know what I think."

"I didn't know it earlier, but after talking about it, I understood." Qin Feng said with a smile: "Uncle is a politician, and uncle, you are a businessman... They are all pure."

Wang Laoer was taken aback when he heard the words, then reached out and patted Qin Feng's shoulder, admiringly: "You can teach a child."

Qin Feng stretched out his hand with sincere eyes: "But no matter what, thank you Erbo for being willing to help me and An Ruo."

Wang Laoer also stretched out his hand, and his eyes under the gold wire frame narrowed into a slit: "It's a happy cooperation."

(End of this chapter)