This commander of the bend is not to be broken!

Qian Li looked at the daughter who was carrying the lamp in front of him, and frowned: "Why are you back?"

Qian Mujin blessed her father and said: "Father, Mr. Fu already has a sweetheart."

Qian Li looked at her suspiciously, with dissatisfaction evident on his face: "Why are your clothes wrinkled like this?" Qian Mujin subconsciously looked at his clothes, he was still dressed in the old style, wearing a small jacket on top and a pink sweater underneath. Her skirt covered her ankles, but at the moment her collar was slightly messed up, and a few locks of hair fell from her bun, scattered aside, looking like a begonia about to cry.

Qian Li was suddenly a little angry, and his voice was raised: "Did you bully you?"

Qian Mujin shook his head quickly, blushing: "No, no, father, don't think about it, Mr. Fu is not that kind of person."

Qian Li married a total of eleven concubines. The eleven concubines gave birth to him five sons and ten daughters. Qian Mujin was the most beautiful among Qian Li's many daughters. However, Qian Li inherited the customs of his hometown in Shanbei. , very fond of his son, but a little indifferent to his daughter, so these ten daughters are very afraid of him.

Qian Mujin is the daughter born after Qian Li's fortune. She looks like her mother, and she was spoiled since she was a child. Her mother is a Jiangnan woman, and she also looks at her as a well-known lady.

Qian Li didn't care about the twists and turns: "Since you've taken a fancy to that kid, I'll make the decision to betroth you to him."

Qian Li has always had no rules, and no matter who is willing or not, anyway, he has the greatest wish.

Qian Mujin couldn't speak directly, Qian Li was very curious: "Don't you like him? Why are you so coy?"

Qian Mujin said: "Father doesn't know something. If others are afraid, he will compromise. Although I have only met Mr. Fu once, I know that he is definitely not the kind of person who bows down for wealth and glory. Besides, he is a man with lofty aspirations. Yes, I will not easily listen to other people's arrangements."

After thinking about it for a while, Qian Li felt that it made sense, and the idea of ​​recruiting Fu Xiaohan as his son-in-law faded away. He didn't expect to succeed at first, but he had the idea of ​​giving it a try.

Dashuaifu

"Why didn't Fu Xiaohan come back?" Zhang Yinan asked Adjutant Deng, when he went, he went with him, and when he came back, Adjutant Deng was the only one, so he felt a little disappointed.

Adjutant Deng replied: "The young master went to Germany to continue his studies. His original student status has not been cancelled. The young master said that he is young after all, and he still lacks a lot. Besides, it was his father's arrangement. If something happened, he would be You have to get a degree there before you can come back. Simply being close to the pier saves time and goes directly to Germany by boat.”

After Zhang Dashuai listened, he only said: "So that's the case." Zhang Yinan was extremely disappointed. He thought he could see Fu Xiaohan, but he didn't know when he would see him again after leaving.

There are a lot of people on the pier, peddlers, peddlers, and workers are all coming and going.

The guard checking the ticket suddenly raised his gun and put on a very serious look. Qian Li asked the crew member checking the ticket: "Can you see a handsome young man?"

The crew thought about it for a long time, but they didn't think of it: "I didn't find the boy with outstanding appearance."

Qian Li had no choice but to accept the guards and leave the pier. Those who boarded the ship still boarded the ship, and those who sold newspapers still sold newspapers.

The sky is extremely blue, fine weather, and there is not a single cloud. It is really sad to think that we will not see the sky of our motherland for several years.

At the stern of the boat, a man in a black hat leaned lightly on the side of the boat. Most of his face was covered by sunglasses, but his skin was extremely fair. He was wearing a long mandarin jacket with a dark red scarf on his shoulders, like a gentleman from Shanghai. , a kind of charm that only scholars in southern countries will have.

He took off his hat, and the azure sea made turbulent waves at the stern of the boat, rubbing against his face, and the lines left by the boat could be seen from far away.