What celebrity wives hate is my vest and not me

Chapter 219 What kind of person do you think Qin Feng is?

Mr. Wang always does things vigorously and resolutely. If he says he wants to leave, he won't stop for a moment.

Everyone had no time to react and could only follow subconsciously.

Wang Ma stood in the living room and watched them go out, but she didn't move.

She was still wearing an apron, and the stove was on in the kitchen.

She was stunned, and she was the only one left in the noisy living room.

After hurriedly going downstairs, Wang Renwei looked at his third brother with some confusion.

"Dad, what's going on?" He lowered his voice, frowning and asked in a low voice, "Why do you suddenly want to go to An Ruo's place to take a look? It's almost dinner time, and my brothers and sisters are almost done with their work at home. "

"Oh, who knows? Haha, who knows..."

Wang Rengui smiled helplessly and kept mumbling that he didn't know, no one could understand his father's weird temper.

But why the old man did this, he has a clear conscience.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be like Qin Feng, who was so anxious that sweat started to form on his forehead.

This is how to do?
Known daughter as Mo Ruofu, that's all. As long as there is no business, Wang Anruo will definitely sleep at home.

If dad sees this, then...

Oh, that’s not right. Wang Rengui was stunned.

Even if the father knew that his granddaughter was sleeping at home, what would happen?

Everyone knows that the old man’s favorite is his granddaughter.

Not to mention blaming An Ruo for being lazy and still sleeping at home three times a day, I'm afraid the old man would have to blame himself with a look of distress upon seeing that he had disturbed his granddaughter's dream!
So he quietly pulled Qin Feng's clothes and pulled him behind.

"The old man went to An Ruo's house, what are you afraid of? It's not like I went to your house and An Ruo was sleeping on your bed. It's not like we just caught him on the bed. We are not afraid of the shadows."

Wang Rengui patted Qin Feng's chest.

"Uncle, I'm in urgent need. All my things in the house belong to me." Qin Feng hesitated for a moment, lowered his voice and sounded a little anxious.

It's no different than grabbing someone on the bed.

"I'll give you something. It's normal for boyfriend and girlfriend to have guests occasionally. As long as you don't let it slip, you and An Ruo will be fine."

Wang Rengui warned: "Just bite him to death. The things in An Ruo's house are all left by you when you occasionally spent the night. Although the old man will inevitably scold him, it is better than letting him know that you two are already living together."

Wang Rengui also knew that Xiao Qin and An Ruo would not be able to hide this matter sooner or later as the young lovers were getting engaged.

Young people in the 21st century have long had a generation gap with the old people.

Wang Rengui also knew very well that someone at his age could be called Lao Deng, let alone his father's age.

"The clothes I just washed last night...my underwear is still hanging on the balcony! Your daughter, you know best. If I don't collect the washed clothes, they will hang on the clothes rack all day long."

"What about besides clothes?"

Wang Rengui scratched his neck. Clothes were a bit tricky. It really didn't make sense to hang underwear at his girlfriend's house for her parents to see.

He knew very well that if his father knew that Xiao Qin and his precious granddaughter were living together without telling him in advance...

It’s scary to think about how angry and angry you have to be!
"There are too many details to remember." Qin Feng was speechless for a moment, "After all, living together and staying at home every day will inevitably leave traces."

It is difficult to completely erase the traces of a person's life, although it should be easier for men than for women——

There are no bottles and jars on the sink, no long hair on the tiles in the bathroom, and no toilet seat that never goes up.

But it was impossible to just clean up his study room. He had too many things. The pen and ink and the smell of books in the whole room were traces of Qin Feng's life.

The light green bookcase was chosen by Wang Anruo for him. She felt that the black and white bookcase in Qin Feng's previous bedroom was too monotonous.In addition to helping him choose the bookcases, the decorations hidden in the corners of each floor and even the green potted plants were all handmade by Wang Anruo... At least Qin Feng was too lazy to take care of the flowers and plants when he lived by himself.

Strangely enough, a man who can do all the housework hates growing flowers, but a young lady like Wang Anruo, who has plenty of food and clothing to talk about, has a soft spot for playing with green plants.

In her words, only when you are in a good mood can you create well, and the mood of life is always hidden in the details.

Since we are living together, it is best for you to have me and me to have you... Qin Feng also readily agreed to her invading his territory and leaving her traces in the study.

After everything was done, Wang Anruo proudly walked around Qin Feng's study with her hands behind her back, and finally left with satisfaction, but since then she rarely entered again... She also understands that even after getting married, there is no relationship between husband and wife. You also need to have private space, not to mention it is just a trial love before marriage.

In addition to the study, of course there were other things that Qin Feng was very panicked about, but he just didn't dare to say them out.

He knew very well why Wang Anruo stayed in bed today and didn't even have the energy to do morning exercises.

I went a little too far last night.

Young people in their twenties are full of energy, so it is inevitable... The trash can in the bedroom seems not to have been cleaned yet.

This is what Qin Feng is afraid of.

The pig dug up the cabbage, and even knew how to turn the cabbage over to hide the damaged area.

Of course, when the old man travels, Butler Li will act as his driver. A customized Wrangler with two seats is the old man’s favorite car.

Back then, he lived in a compound and drove a green jeep when he went out. Now he is past the age and status of driving himself, but compared to a car, he still prefers a jeep that can run on mountain roads and is more majestic.

After seeing this Wrangler, Qin Feng finally understood who Wang Anruo's Land Rover was following.

As expected, they are the grandfather and granddaughter they have watched since childhood.

It doesn't take long to get to the villa in Qingshan from Tandao Community.

A few people started at ten o'clock, and before eleven o'clock they were already on the winding mountain road. They could see the strange cypresses and powerful pine branches on the cliffs.

"Well...the scenery is not bad."

The old man sat in the car, rolled down the window, looked at the scenery outside the window and nodded: "Who chose this place for An Ruo?"

Wang Rengui was a little distracted, but Wang Renwei pushed him and he came back to his senses and quickly replied: "An Ruo chose it herself."

"I guess so." The old man sneered and looked at the rearview mirror of the car. "Only my granddaughter has such vision and can choose such a good location...you are nothing."

After being scolded by the old man, Wang Rengui had to bow his head and admit it.

That's his father, and a father can do whatever he says, not to mention that the old man is already so old.

Wang Rengui knew in his heart that because of Qin Feng's matter, the old man was feeling angry!

"Boy."

Suddenly, the old man sitting in the passenger seat looked back at Qin Feng and asked abruptly: "Where do you live from?"

"Jiangcheng." Qin Feng answered quickly.

"Jiangcheng..." The old man rubbed his hand on his faucet walking stick and murmured: "It's a city I've only heard of on TV."

A person will hear the names of at least hundreds of cities in his life, but being able to visit one-tenth of them can be called a wonderful life.

"What do you do at home?" The old man asked again, "A scholarly family?"

"That's not true." Qin Feng shook his head: "My parents are ordinary people. My mother drives a rental car, and my father is a craftsman on the construction site, and occasionally does private work."

"Where are the ancestors?"

"They are all farmers. When my father was young, he learned a trade and worked as a foreman in our local factory. He was divided into houses. Later, the factory was demolished and he had to work alone."

The old man nodded, indicating that he understood, and said no more.

Farmers are also pretty good. People who came from his era would not look down on farmers, but feel friendly towards them.

Qingshan Community is built halfway up the mountain. The entire community is actually not very large, with only a dozen duplex villas in total, but the housing prices are higher than those in Guanhai.

"Oh, the scenery is worthy of such an expensive house price."

The car stopped in front of Wang Anruo's house.

Even a person like Director Chen, who has lived in luxury for half his life, would praise the owner as a person who knows how to live in a small villa when he sees it. Mr. Wang is even more satisfied.

It's just that he is satisfied, but the expression on his face is not so happy.

Especially when his eyes fell on Qin Feng, it was more like looking at a pig that could write a book.

"Been here?" Mr. Wang asked casually with his hands behind his back.

"Been here." Qin Feng nodded honestly.

"Frequently?"

Qin Feng glanced at Wang Rengui, who had a troubled face and lowered his head but kept waving his hands, and had no choice but to obey Uncle Wang.

"Not often."

He shook his head and lied, but murmured in his mind that if he was caught lying, wouldn't it be an additional crime?
"Ha... you said that!" Mr. Wang walked up the steps with a cane but felt windy when walking, and rang the doorbell.

Qin Feng and Wang Rengui's hearts were in their throats.

"Ding dong, ding dong."

The familiar doorbell echoed at the door, and Qin Feng's palms became sweaty nervously.

The doorbell rang for a long time, almost a minute, but still no movement.

Wang Renwei couldn't stand any longer, frowned and said, "Are you not at home?"

"It's possible." Wang Rengui hurriedly answered: "An Ruo may not go to her agency! Let's go home for dinner and come back in the afternoon."

He came closer to the old man and said, "Your daughter-in-law has prepared food at home."

The old man was still indifferent. Instead, with a fond smile in the corner of his eyes, he stroked his beard and said: "Her car is parked in front of the door. How can she go out? Besides, when she was a child, she was at home on weekends and couldn't get up unless the sun was shining on her buttocks. My granddaughter, I can't Know?"

The doorbell continued to ring, and finally after a long time, the sound of slippers inside could be heard near the door.

"Who is it?"

Wang Anruo's voice was soft and soft, and she had just woken up with a little yawn, which made her look even more cute.

This voice spread into the old man's heart, making him grin from the corner of his mouth to his ears.

I had longed for the voice of my precious granddaughter, so I just listened to it!
He was just as happy as eating honey, but Mr. Wang didn't say a word on his face.

A surprise inspection requires something unexpected, and it happens to be a test of the granddaughter's vigilance.

After a few seconds, Wang Anruo's surprised voice suddenly came from the door.

"Grandpa? Why are you here!"

"Hey, where did you see that?"

The old man looked up at the door and saw no surveillance camera.

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had replaced the doorbell at his home with a smart lock with a camera.

This door alone cost a small hundred thousand, not to mention anti-theft, bulletproof is a minor issue, and whenever someone rings the doorbell, Qin Feng and Wang Anruo's mobile phones will have prompts, focusing on safety.

"I came to see you." The old man replied: "I'm done with the business in the capital. Grandpa is going back to his hometown in Gusu. I stopped by to see what's so good about the sea view, so that my granddaughter won't go back to see it all day."

"I...I'm fine." Wang Anruo's voice sounded angry through the security door.

"Don't let grandpa stand at the door and talk." The old man paused on the steps under his feet with his crutch: "Open the door."

"Well...Grandpa, please wait a moment! I just woke up and have no clothes on. I'm going to clean up first!"

After saying that, there was no sound in the door. No matter how the old man shouted, Wang Anruo would not agree anymore.

In the entire Wang family, Wang Anruo was the only one who dared to talk to the old man like this, and there was nothing he could do about her.

Qin Feng actually had the key, but now it was better to take out the key and jump into the sea with Uncle Wang in his arms.

Then we can only wait, and when Wang Anruo opens the door, we can go in.The old man looked back at Qin Feng, his eyes meaningful, but his expression didn't make anyone feel uncomfortable.

I don't know if it's Qin Feng's misunderstanding, but after filming "Longing for Life", Mr. Wang's attitude towards him seems not to be that bad.

Especially when I visited the Wang family's residence in the capital last time, the old man accepted the things he gave me duplicitously.

Time passed minute by minute, and after more than ten minutes, there was another rush of footsteps at the door.

With a "click", the door opened, revealing Wang Anruo's panting face.

"grandfather!"

She smiled, wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, pushed her black hair aside, and then threw herself into the old man's arms.

"Do you miss Grandpa?" The old man chuckled, finally showing the kindness that belongs only to the elderly, instead of looking like a mighty old lion.

"Yes!" Wang Anruo nodded vigorously.

But the old man touched her head, and I don't know if he was joking: "I can see it, I think about grandpa so much that my head is sweating."

Wang Anruo looked around her grandfather's shoulder and looked at Qin Feng who was standing behind her. Although she didn't understand what was going on, she still blinked at Qin Feng.

Upon seeing this, Qin Feng and Wang Rengui dropped the last stone hanging in their hearts.

After walking through the door, the old man began to look at the layout of his home.

The spacious and bright room has bright and clear windows. The living room is very large. The living room alone must be more than 100 square meters at least. The coffee table and carpet in the middle are spacious enough to set up a tent for a picnic.

The old man nodded and looked very satisfied: "The cleaning is good. My granddaughter will know how to do housework when she grows up."

Wang Anruo was a little shy when he heard this, while Qin Feng touched his nose without leaving any trace.

It can be said that she was lucky, born rich, and was pampered by her grandfather when she was a child. When she grew up, her first love met Qin Feng. She changed people, but she was still pampered by the same person.

"You do all the housework alone?" The old man turned around and looked at Wang Anruo.

Wang Anruo thought for a while, stared at the ceiling playfully, and lied softly: "Occasionally, I will ask the housekeeper to come over and clean up. I can't be exhausted myself."

The old man glanced at Qin Feng, turned around and walked to the balcony: "Yes, no one can tire my granddaughter. Housekeeping... haha, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer."

The balcony was the place that Qin Feng was most worried about, so he followed the old man there with anxiety.

Opening the floor-to-ceiling glass door and standing on the balcony, you can overlook the scenery of the sea. The first floor is the swimming pool and the second floor is the lounge chairs, which is Wang Anruo's favorite place to stay.

When he has nothing to do, Qin Feng likes to read and write in the study, while Wang Anruo likes to lie on the bench and read in the evening breeze.

"The scenery is very good."

The old man looked at the sparkling swimming pool and nodded, then glanced at the clothes on the clothes drying rack.

They were all women's long skirts and clothes, but apart from those being dried, there were also many empty hangers hanging on them.

He reached out and took off a silk shawl.

Clothes made of this kind of material are the easiest to wash and are also the most patience-testing clothes - they cannot be put in the washing machine as they will be ruined in just one cycle.

He rubbed it carefully, then picked up the shawl and smelled it. At such an old age, it has become common for people to tell whether the clothes have been washed well by the residue of the smell of laundry detergent on the clothes.

"It's okay to wash."

Mr. Wang left a comment that was neither salty nor mild.

That tone didn't sound like he was commenting on Wang Anruo... His granddaughter took the initiative to wash clothes by hand. It was already a big deal, but it was too late to praise her.

Then he walked around upstairs and downstairs, but did not enter the bedroom. After all, it was his granddaughter's privacy. Her granddaughter was old, so he knew very well how a daughter should avoid suspicion, and she was not a stubborn person.

After the old man entered the study, Qin Feng took the opportunity to gesture to Wang Anruo. Wang Anruo understood and pursed his lips toward the bedroom.

Qin Feng slowly moved to the door of the bedroom, and Wang Anruo immediately went to the study to chat with the old man.

He opened the bedroom door and took a look. Good guy, clothes were piled on the bed like a mountain. The room was in a mess, and his personal belongings were spread out all over the floor.

From the mess all over the floor, it's easy to see how hurried Wang Anruo was running around upstairs and downstairs in the past 10 minutes.

But even so, even though the things were placed in a mess, Qin Feng could see that everything was placed on the ground carefully.

The game console with the front facing up, the underwear separated from other clothes, the ID card placed in the most conspicuous position...

Even in a hurry, Wang Anruo still takes great care of Qin Feng's things, even more than his own things.They expose their character flaws and tolerate each other, loving each other more than themselves.

He closed the door quietly and happened to meet Mr. Wang coming out of the study.

The two people's eyes met, and it was a look that Qin Feng had never seen before——

The look in his eyes seemed to want to see Qin Feng thoroughly from beginning to end, inside and out, just like he was walking around in the villa looking everywhere.

At this moment, Qin Feng seems to be like this villa. The old man treats them not so much as attaching importance to them, but as examining them.

Check whether it is suitable...for his precious granddaughter.

Finally, they returned to the lobby on the first floor from the second floor. The Wang brothers just sat in the living room and didn't go anywhere. At most, they went to the balcony to take a look.

They didn't dare to act rashly until they understood what the old man meant.

At the last stop, Mr. Wang opened the kitchen door.

The kitchen is tidy, half of the firewood, rice, oil and salt are used on the stove, and there is a dazzling array of fresh ingredients inside the refrigerator door.

Mr. Wang's face is still very calm, just like when he was walking around.

It's the same as when I first walked in.

Qin Feng realized later and suddenly realized that everything could not be hidden from the old man - if An couldn't cook, this kitchen didn't look like what a person who couldn't cook would look like.

Also, if he watched An grow up, the old man must have felt like a mirror in his heart from the moment he walked in.

People's vision will get worse as they live, but their eyes will get brighter and brighter as they live.

"I heard you cook delicious food."

Mr. Wang stood at the door of the kitchen, his hands behind his back. His words were still calm and even a little indifferent, but his figure seemed to have become rickety in an instant.

It seemed that after realizing that her granddaughter no longer needed to protect herself from the wind and rain, she put away the umbrella with its ribs.

He turned to look at Qin Feng, thought for a moment, stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Qin Feng's shoulder.

Very lightly, patted.

"I'll try to see if the Internet is a scam."

After saying that, he walked straight to the living room and began to look at the oil paintings on the wall in a daze.

That painting depicts an exotic scenery, probably the countryside in Northern Europe... My granddaughter doesn't like this kind of painting. She prefers ink painting because she likes ink painting very much.

So this was not a painting by his granddaughter. Mr. Wang noticed it from the first moment he entered the door.

Qin Feng also looked at the oil painting on the wall. The painting was given to him by the owner of the suit shop, the same owner who helped him customize suits. He was a famous painter before, but later changed his career.

The painting used to hang in the rental house. After moving to Qingshan Community, I brought it with me.

As mentioned at the beginning, the traces of a person's life are difficult to eliminate.

Qin Feng just pondered for a moment and then looked at Wang Anruo aside.

Wang Anruo was also looking at her, with bright eyes.

She was still wearing pajamas and pink bear cotton slippers.

"You know what I want to say, right?" Qin Feng suddenly asked with a smile.

"My grandpa likes to eat crab meat dumplings and squirrel mandarin fish. My uncle likes to eat preserved eggs and tofu, just like Brother Anshan."

Wang Anruo immediately understood and smiled.

She rolled up her sleeves and took off the apron hanging on the kitchen wall: "You can do the fish and meat cutting. I can't do that...but I'll do the rest of the chores!"

After putting on their aprons, the two of them stood in the kitchen. Qin Feng started cutting vegetables and making fish, while Wang Anruo heated the pot and prepared oil. The two of them knew what the other wanted with every movement and look.

They spent the past few days eating three meals a day like this.

Countless years to come will also be spent like this.

Cooking took some time, and Mr. Wang, who had had enough of watching in the living room, finally turned his attention from the layout of the room and the oil paintings on the wall to his eldest son.

He asked some questions about Wang Renwei's work, without being too detailed, and spent most of the time listening.

The two talked for several ten minutes, with Wang Renwei doing most of the talking.

It wasn't until the first meal was brought to the table that Mr. Wang said to Wang Renwei with some relief, "You did a good job."

Wang Renwei had forgotten the last time he was praised by his father. He was stunned for a moment, and in the end, thousands of words came together into one "Hmm".

Since ancient times, family affection in the East has been implicit. Such a sentence of encouragement is better than countless touching words between father and son.

"Grandpa, try the fresh meat mooncakes made by Qin Feng." Wang Anruo trotted out of the kitchen with a happy smile on his face. He held a piece of freshly baked mooncake between his fingers and blew the hot air to deliver it to Mr. Wang's mouth. .

"You and uncle will eat first, he also made squirrel mandarin fish! I have to go back and help him quickly." Wang Anruo smiled and gave Wang Renwei a piece.

The old man took the moon cake, and Wang Anruo hurried back to the kitchen. She was a little helper, so she sneaked out and suffered a brain breakdown.

Mr. Wang looked at Qin Feng's busy figure inside when the kitchen door opened and closed, and then looked down at the fresh meat mooncakes in his hand.

This moon cake is a famous delicacy in Suzhou and is considered a specialty of my hometown.

After taking a bite, the crispy skin and fragrant filling whet your appetite.

"How about mooncakes." Mr. Wang looked at Wang Renwei.

The latter also took a bite and commented softly while chewing: "It's very authentic. Except in Gusu, I have never eaten such delicious fresh meat mooncakes."

Mr. Wang did not answer, but asked again: "What do you think of Qin Feng?"

Wang Renwei was stunned, looked up at his father, and happened to meet those ancient and unwavering eyes.

The eyes are dull but extremely oppressive.

I forgot to chew the mooncake in my mouth.

A few months ago, he would have said something without hesitation that had a very bad reputation and showed his character.

Just like what he said when he was in his hometown in Suzhou.

But now, Wang Renwei thought of a lot in his mind.

Most of it happened in the last few days.

His own son Anshan had a heart-to-heart talk with him, some far-sighted decisions, and a character that was neither humble nor arrogant but also had a clear distinction between grudges and grudges.

Wang Renwei paused, chewed slowly, and gave himself time to take a bite of the mooncake.

But until he swallowed the mooncake, he didn't think about it, so he shook his head, "I don't know."

When Mr. Wang heard this, he didn't mean to blame him. It seemed that Wang Renwei could say anything and there was no right answer...

In other words, the answer actually lies in the old man's own mind.

"Then I know it well." He looked at the fresh meat mooncake that he took a bite of, chuckled, and then took another bite.

"Huh...it's quite hot." The old man grinned from the heat.

　Let’s test the new illustration function. The pictures are generated by AI. After debugging for a long time, I was still dissatisfied. Finally, I used AI to generate pictures. Finding suitable pictures was also a hassle.

　　
　
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