Interstellar baby care letter

Chapter 283 Preparing for Inspection Finding Faults ([-])

"boom!"

"Is it the biological father?"

"Yes." Nan Shu's understatement was like another heavy hammer.

Qin Qingbai's heart was filled with shock, he took two steps back, and raised his usually peaceful voice: "What?"

Xiao Jue is Lu Xuan's son.

This... this is ridiculous!
Surprise still remained in his eyes, and his sharp gaze carefully sized Nan Shu's face, trying to find a trace of a joke.

But no.

Cuiyu's eyebrows stretched out, the corners of her lips were slightly pursed, with just the right arc, only a pair of clear apricot eyes were half-raised, revealing an extremely serious brilliance.

"You...you..."

Qin Qingbai pointed at Nan Shu and the two of them, astonished and shocked beyond measure.

Nan Shu and Lu Xuan were much calmer.

Nan Shu bent her lips, and a soft and light smile leaked out from her lips.

After a long while, Qin Qingbai let out a long sigh.

The countless questions I wanted to ask in my heart converged into one sentence: "What's going on with you two?"

We have children.

Looking at Lu Zhengguo, he obviously knew it.

"Grandpa Qin, it's all in the past."

"Can--"

Qin Qingbai's words stopped.

Looking at Nan Shu, then at Lu Xuan, he let out a long sigh.

He only discovered these two children today.

Shocked for a long time, Qin Qingbai scratched his beard, wanting to ask but unable to ask made him feel irritable, waved his hand and said: "Oh, I don't care."

"Let's go, let's get down to business."

With that said, Qin Qingbai walked straight towards the door.

Nan Shu and Lu Xuan looked at each other and followed.

After walking out the door, Lu Xuan bid farewell to Nanshu and returned to Cuitang Garden.

Nan Shu followed Qin Qingbai to the 44th floor.

The 44th floor was the same as when Nanshu came here for the first time.

The surrounding cold silver walls glowed with a cold light, and the surrounding lines were straight and sharp, austere and rigorous.

Qin Qingbai walked in the front and pushed open the innermost door.

The inside of the door still looks familiar to Nan Shu.

Three nanmu gold wire bookshelves are leaning against the walls painted with wood powder on three sides. Sparse and different books are placed on the bookshelves, and a few desks are placed in the large open space in the middle. The lights are soft and bright, full of book atmosphere.

A few sheets of paper were scattered on the desk, and seven or eight scholars were working at their desks.

Nanshu has good eyesight, and she can clearly see the black words on the scattered white paper: A collection of errors and omissions in Nanshu culture.

It's for her business.

only···

The collection is out?

Nan Shu didn't know whether to be angry or laugh for a moment.

Qin Qingbai had almost calmed down, and stepped forward, "Are you all busy?"

A female research scholar raised her head, stretched out her index finger to help the glasses that had fallen on her nose, her expression was so serious that she was a little dull: "Well, I'm checking."

Whether it is wrong or right, they have to check it with their own hands, rather than relying on other people's one-sided words.

"Trouble a few professors."

Nan Shu made a sound and walked out from behind Qin Qingbai.

Several old men who were working at their desks raised their heads one after another, looked at Nan Shu, with a three-point smile on their old faces: "It should."

There are two reasons for their gentle attitude towards Nanshu. One is because Nanshu presented five ancient books last time; the other is because Nanshu has indeed displayed many cultures they have never seen.

Nan Shu smiled back, neither humble nor overbearing, with a noble temperament.

These old scholars showed some satisfaction on their faces.

Sure enough, he looks like he has poems and books in his belly.

"It's getting late, let's get started."

Nan Shu and Qin Qingbai sat at the desk and joined the checking team.

"The first is about the dynasty—"

"boom--"

The thick silver door was slammed open, and the wind blew up, making a dull sound.

The peaceful atmosphere was broken, everyone frowned and looked out the door.

A group of people blocked the door.

Straight ahead, stood a man and a woman.

The man was wearing a dark blue long coat, with a strong physique, a wide face and a small face, and he was staring angrily.

The girl Nan Shu happened to know, she was Li Zeping whom she just met in the corridor.

Both of them looked angry, and with the group of people standing behind them, they were menacing.

It made Nanshu almost think that this is not the Hanxie, but that the family was robbed.

Qin Qingbai looked at the two leaders, frowned and stood up, "Professor Ba, Professor Li, what are you doing, we still have to work."

Facing Qin Qingbai, Ba Qi's tense face softened, and his anger was suppressed, "President Qin, I'm sorry, we really didn't mean to disturb."

"Then what are you doing here?" Qin Qingbai glanced past the two of them and looked back.

Behind the two of them, there were about five or six people standing, both men and women, all of them were frowning and pulling their faces. It was really unpleasant to watch.

A good working atmosphere, because they give birth to a bit of hostility.

"We are here for Nan Shu."

The old voice couldn't hide its hoarseness, and there was even more anger in the hoarseness.

Speaking of herself, Nan Shu got up slowly and walked straight to the opposite of the group of people, "What do you want me to do?"

The sentence "I have something to do with you" is not salty, but it makes people angry.

"What's your attitude?" He Jia walked out from behind Li Zeping, with even more disgust on his disgusted face.

Nan Shu looked at her.

About seven or eighty years old, his hair is still black, his height is about the same as his own, his eyes are narrow and long, and he looks like a red phoenix eye, but his face is distorted, and there are thick wrinkles at the end of his eyes, and the long and narrow eyes shine with a cloudy light , at first glance it looks mediocre, but upon closer inspection it is ugly.

"What should my attitude be?" Nan Shu asked back.

What kind of attitude can she give to a group of people who find fault?

A turbid air burst out of He Jia's nostrils, and he snorted coldly, "Sure enough, I'm uneducated. I don't know how to respect elders. It's no wonder that I can do things to spread fake culture."

"Ah."

Nan Shu almost laughed angrily.

"Elder? What kind of elder are you?"

"Besides, you came to trouble me. If I respect you, it's not educated, it's a disease of the brain."

"Also, your way of thinking is also very strange. You want to embarrass me, but at the same time you want me to respect you. In my opinion..." Nan Shu stretched out her index finger, pointed her pale fingertips at her head, and tapped twice, Not mean, but straight to the heart: "You have a problem here."

Every time he said a word, the face of the He family turned darker, and in the end, He Jia's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

But Nan Shu didn't finish, and said again: "You said that I spread false culture? Who made the conclusion? And who can prove that the culture I spread is wrong? Slander is a sentence, but this sentence is a sentence in court. pile of crimes."

Every word and every sentence, the tone is extremely calm and peaceful, but it is full of pressing pressure, making people breathless and making it impossible to refute.

All eyes were on Nan Shu's face.

When they were close, they could clearly see the corners of Nan Shu's slightly raised lips, which seemed to be smiling, without any look of anger or annoyance.

On the other hand, He Jia's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, his chest heaved violently, and he was panting.

The room suddenly became quiet, only He Jia's panting voice remained.

(End of this chapter)