Against the current Hengdao

Yan Xiaodao ran all the way into the pick-up hall that day, and met Qi Baoshan who walked out slowly.Grandpa Qi brought a small cup of Starbucks, but he was wearing a double-breasted silk jacket and gray cloth shoes, which seemed a little out of harmony, but his gentle and clean appearance melted all the trivial details around him into a reserved demeanor of his own.

Yan Xiaodao brushed his hair, with sincere apology in his eyes: "Godfather, I'm sorry, we came late."

Qi Baoshan threw the small suitcase in the air to Yang Xifeng, wrapped his arms around his godson, and leaned close to Xiaodao's cheek and ear, almost touching him, and after smelling it, he quickly dodged: "Oh, it's not too late, you What does it smell like?!"

"I just split a cow on the way here!" Yan Xiaodao smiled innocently.

"Sure enough, it smells like cow offal and blood sausage." Qi Baoshan sneered.

"It's windy outside." Yan Xiaodao put a jacket with cashmere lining on his godfather.

Qi Baoshan took a quick look: "Hey, today's vision is not bad. It's a good choice. It's an improvement over last time."

"Tsk..." Yan Xiaodao laughed at himself, "After all, he started out selling clothes and shoes."

The big boss doesn't know how to play tricks, and there are actually a few bodyguards behind him. At this time, he consciously retreated to a long distance, and Yang Xifeng, who was carrying the suitcase, followed silently without being conspicuous. distinct.Qi Baoshan hugged Yan Xiaodao, who was full of cow smell, and laughed, and took off the warm cashmere jacket while walking: "It still looks too tender when I wear it, it's not like that, it suits you."

Yan Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, Qi Baoshan twisted the front of his suit, and the father and son's family life in warm tones seemed to be taken for granted: "Don't be stunned, it's okay, take off your body and I will wear yours."

Yan Xiaodao felt guilty: "Is it too tasty?"

Qi Baoshan smiled lightly: "What's wrong with you? How can you still hate you? I think you've left you in the ditch 15 years ago, and you can still raise you so big."

……

Those who have never met Qi Baoshan would not be able to recognize that such a person would be a big boss of the rich and wealthy in the port, and he can do both black and white, he has seen all kinds of storms, and he has done everything.

The exaggerated renderings in Jianghu novels are all nonsense.This person is absolutely not overbearing, and there is not even any vicious look in his eyebrows. Instead, he has a long, well-proportioned face, fair skin, quiet and introverted features.

Those who look fierce, show their teeth and claws, and have no scheming, will be surrounded and wiped out as soon as they show their heads. Can they live long?

Qi Baoshan is not very old either, he is in his early forties, he is well maintained, he looks like an ordinary middle-aged man with a gentle manner, and he is actually quite kind.Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, wearing silk gown and cloth shoes, and carrying a small boxy cowhide box, this demeanor and posture seem to have been worn back for more than a hundred years, and they have been worn back to the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China to interpret the local conditions and customs of this old city. Sure enough, they are not ordinary people.

On the way back, Yan Xiaodao drove the car himself.

Yang Xifeng was reduced to the co-driver's seat and was bored, so he quickly added fuel to the joke about splitting cars and driving cattle on the road.

Qi Baoshan listened to the show quietly, and glanced at the shopping bag in the backseat. There was another thick coat inside, but it looked like a lady's color and style.

"Who did you buy this for?" Qi Baoshan stared at the back of Yan Xiaodao's head.

"Give it to me." Yan Xiaodao said.

"By the way, I bought them together. I think she still needs a coat when the cool breeze from Inner Mongolia blows in spring. Her new building looks empty and not too warm. I want to add some more things." Yan Xiaodao said again.

Qi Baoshan doesn't have a wife, so there is only one "mother" in Yan Xiaodao's mouth, and it is his adoptive mother in the country who picked him up on the side of the road, surnamed Yan.

"it is good."

Qi Baoshan nodded, and only answered one word. After a long while, he raised his hand and rubbed his dry son's hair vigorously, squeezed his shoulders, and he took a long time to let go. The light in his eyes seemed to appeal.

Knife, fine.

You are obedient to my Qi Baoshan today, I have no son, someone must say that you are flattering, clinging to your relatives, having ulterior motives, and thinking about the great benefits of the future.Maybe I will think so, and I have to guard against you...

But you are good to that poor and penniless old lady in the country. I respect you, Yan Xiaodao, because you really value love and righteousness, and know how to repay your kindness.

At noon that day, the group returned home to the secluded courtyard where Lord Qi lived alone in the city.

The courtyard is located in a prime location in the city center, and the surrounding business districts are bustling with traffic. However, only a few nearby streets have their own unique paths and have been developed into pedestrian streets for tourism and leisure. Every street is hidden under the shade of trees and trees. The perfect place to take a break from the hustle and bustle.The houses in several streets are all ancient buildings left over from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, each with its own drawing style, and each one is different from each other.

Gray bricks and gray tiles, stone pillars and white walls, Guanyin dripping water behind the door, starlings in the corridor with friends.

The courtyard was originally a mansion built by a vice president of the Republic of China. After the change of dynasty, it served as the office of the publishing and propaganda department for decades, and was finally bought by Qi Baoshan with money and connections.The neighbors on the front, back, left, and right sides of these streets are of course all royal relatives from the previous and current dynasties, and there are no lowly households.

In recent years, Qi Baoshan has been regarded as an indifferent "Confucian businessman" in the eyes of outsiders.This person doesn't seem to have a decent background, family background or education, but he still pursues a sense of fun and elegance. He usually reads books, plays with birds, and puts antique beeswax and agarwood in the yard.

Qi Baoshan chewed leisurely and slowly while eating.Yan Xiaodao ate quickly, and after he was done, he went out to fetch a basin of warm water, bent down and lowered his head, stuffed it under the dining table, and took off the other person's shoes, so that his godfather could soak his feet while chewing, to relieve the tiredness of the journey.

Qi Baoshan thought of something for a while, and turned to younger brother Yang: "Fengfeng, take back that box, a gift I brought to your elder brother... Is your new house okay?"

"The house is very good!" Yan Xiaodao replied straightforwardly, "Thank you godfather."

Those large European-style villas actually belong to Baoding Real Estate's "Linwan Seaview Modern New District" development project. They are purely their own land, and they can live there anytime they want.As long as Yan Xiaodao likes it, he can raise three or four families and change places to sleep every day.He also likes to live together with three or five brothers, but he would not live with his godfather on weekdays, each busy with his own business.

Qi Baoshan said with emotion: "Hey, someday I have to go and have a look, but I always don't go, Xiong Er doesn't know me when he sees it, so he has to bite me?"

"It dares!" Yan Xiaodao laughed, "If it dares to bite you, I will whip it with a stick!"

After eating for a while, Qi Baoshan suddenly asked Yang Xifeng: "Fengfeng, has your elder brother ever brought a woman back?"

"Well?" Yang Xifeng was sitting on a high stool five steps away to pick up chicken skewers, at this moment he looked up, "No? I haven't seen it before, so he won't bring it back, we won't even see it! "

"Bringing it back makes you miserable?" Yan Xiaodao gave Fengfeng a cold look, "I sympathize with your brothers who are used to the hard times and can't stand the excitement."

Yang Xifeng was annoyed, and complained: "Yes, our lives are not as good as Xiong Er and San Niangzi, and people are not as good as dogs!"

Qi Baoshan also laughed, pointing at Yan Xiaodao with a razor shell: "You, what's the matter? I want to see it when I bring it back, ah, it's really unpleasant."

Yan Xiaodao lowered his eyelids, this private topic made him reluctant to talk about it: "No, it's not serious."

Of course, Yan Xiaodao also has women, quite a few "confidantes" who have known each other for a long time, but they never brought them home.He sometimes went out for the night and left at dawn.It's rare that he does things openly and aboveboard, without any cover, even whoring is straightforward, you love me, I don't make it difficult to treat women harshly, and I don't touch girls from good families.

In front of the little brothers in the room, Qi Baoshan said bluntly: "Xiaodao, don't hide it, I know that one or two people around you are very beautiful, but they really can't show their status and family background... It is impossible to be in the future. Together, I don't deserve you at all! I think..."

Yan Xiaodao changed his eyes from the words "not worthy of you", and dismissed it lightly: "What is there not worthy of? What status and family background do I have? Who am I worthy of?"

"Hey—stop it." Qi Baoshan raised his hand to tell him to shut up, his eyes locked on his face, "What kind of identity and family background do you say you are? You are my Qi Baoshan's son, you are this identity, what kind of person worthy of you?!"

Qi Baoshan seems to have a heart for a long time, and he can't say anything: "I want to find something around, at least a girl from a family of 'fourth grade official' or above, who is three or four years younger than you, is suitable, with family background, appearance, education, personality, etc. , can’t be bad, or else I won’t even look down on me.”

Yan Xiaodao didn't answer any more, and not answering was just a silent resistance.

"Above fourth-rank senior official" means how can one be at the bureau level or department level?

Yang Xifeng held a meat skewer in his mouth, and said happily, "Jiezheng, then give us the three generations of red princesses! Brother, drive 120 kilometers to the west, there are many princesses in the city!"

Yan Xiaodao could see that his godfather was talking nonsense for [-] yuan today, which was a bit far-fetched, and there was something in his words, he must have something serious in his heart to "fix" him, did he make a mistake in his work recently?

……

Yan Xiaodao didn't accompany his adoptive father at night, but invited several acquaintances and police officers to dinner.He called to greet people and ordered the "eight bowls" in Ziyun Building in the city, authentic local seafood, fish, shrimp, crab and ginseng.

During the banquet, they exchanged cups and bowls, and they talked about gossip and gossip from all over the world, or the high-level secrets of Yandu next door.

Mr. Yan was very good at drinking at the table. He drank the amount of alcohol of the four notes on his left and right. Your eight rules".

He didn't ask the police to help him with errands, he just wanted to make friends, and he would never force others, so the other party dared to have dinner with him, and there was no unnecessary involvement after the meal.

During the meeting, a police officer accidentally gossiped, saying that a major southern town and province had recently solved a serious case. It was an old case that had not been solved for 15 years.

"Is it a major criminal case?" Yan Xiaodao asked casually.

The police officer nodded: "Of course, we were not able to understand the big cases back then. We were all in middle school at the time. The largest state-owned bank cash transport van in that province was robbed. It is said that 500 million Cash and foreign currency? At that time, all the accomplices were brought to justice, only the main culprit kept absconding and took several lives, including the police.

"Who did it?" Yan Xiaodao raised his eyes to pay attention.

"He's just a desperado with a veteran background." The police officer replied.

"Surely the death penalty has not escaped." Yan Xiaodao snorted.

"It's a pity that the death penalty is too late. When we found the traces, we had already died for 15 years - what we found was an incomplete nameless skeleton. After they detected the DNA, they compared it in the archives. , and found out that it was the principal criminal who escaped back then." The police officer told some side details that he had pieced together internally, and it was impossible to know the whole inside story of the police handling the case in other provinces. After speaking for a long time, he stared at Yan Xiaodao thoughtfully, "So, this case cannot be explained to the common people. The murderer was killed and left a pile of rotten bones for the police. It means that he may have been silenced as well, and there is a hidden real murderer behind him, or this person has been killed. An accident, the gutter overturned, and he died unexpectedly that year... What do you think?"

Yan Xiaodao spat out a crab leg, and easily crushed a giant crab claw as big as a palm with his fingers.He directly stuffed the pliers into his mouth, crushed out the crab meat with his tongue and teeth, and spit out a pile of shells, eating every crab with the momentum of iron horse mountains and rivers.

He finally chewed a piece of thin ginger, raised his eyes and said: "I guess, my pure intuition, I feel that it is the former, and there is a real culprit behind him. 500 million was also 'chopped'?"

The police officer who broke the news looked up at him: "Mr. Yan, your intuition is really right. Fifteen million was a huge sum of money 500 years ago."

……

Officer Sun called the waiter to enter the private room to check out, the waiter bent over and said to him: "Sir, the boss next to you has already paid."

Police Officer Sun said apologetically, "Mr. Yan, you see, you are always like this."

In some respects, Yan Xiaodao is a very traditional northern man's habit. He has nothing to say to his buddies and friends, and he must rush to pay for the meal, which is straightforward.

Yan Xiaodao bid farewell to several police officers in the private room, but did not send the other party out of the gate to ostentatiously pass through the market, but waited for a few minutes for the rest of the officers to leave before leaving alone.

He went out through the side door and went downstairs to pick up the car with ease. Under the dim light of the underground garage, he left a long and slender shadow on the stairs.

Another shadow protruded from behind the corner wall, but no one was seen, and the ink stains splashed by the black image on the ground slowly spread out.

Yan Xiaodao has been cautious on the road for many years. He took three steps back to the stairwell with one side of his body.

A few whispers of a woman's charming voice turned the corner, and then two men and women who were almost entangled broke through the shadow of the corridor, and happened to choose to walk through the side door very low-key.Because they are too tightly attached, the shadows on the ground are all entangled.

The man could not wait to put his hands into the skirt, the woman smiled charmingly, and then got on the elevator.

Yan Xiaodao recognized it with just a glance from behind the corner of the stairwell.

It was the noble lady who was driving a golden Bentley on the street during the day, Ms. Zhao Qifeng.

Probably because she felt that the red coat was worn a bit on the back, Ms. Zhao changed into a dark blue coat this time, but Yan Xiaodao could distinguish the details of the outline, and the two exaggerated curly hair trimmed with hairspray on the temples were exposed. Mutually.