gentle city

The winter in City Z is relatively humid. Qinghe's father, Feng Xi, has mild rheumatism, so he doesn't live in City Z most of the time in winter.

In the past few days, he brought Qinghe and his father back, and Qinghe would go home every day.However, Feng Xi is a businessman, and he spends most of his time at the company after he comes back, and the rest of the time he is either meeting friends or having dinners.

It is impossible to sit together and watch TV, complain about the government, play a game of chess, or visit a supermarket like other families.

However, this does not mean that the two fathers don't care about Qinghe. Feng Xi saw that he was opening an online store to do business, so he took the time to listen to him talk about his development plan, act as a consultant for him, and asked him some questions , After asking about the speed of his capital return, he asked: "From buying materials, to hiring someone to make it, selling it, and the consignee confirming receipt, it will take two or three months at the fastest speed. Do you have enough money?" ?”

Qinghe said shyly, "I asked my brother for some."

"Baby, come here and let me see you." Feng Xi beckoned to him, Qinghe walked over, Feng Xi looked at his youngest son's face that resembled his partner, couldn't help smiling at Qingjing, squeezed his cheek, and said, "Look You have lost a lot of weight recently, and there is no flesh on your face."

Qing He said with a smile: "Daddy, I have grown into a big man, and I was about to become a sharp-edged face."

The whole family still regarded him as a child, so they all loved him and laughed amusedly.

Feng Xi then gave Qinghe a pair of silver-stalked pupils, and said, "You can use this for cash flow. Don't always ask your brother for money. He doesn't have so much money. If you ask me, I will give it to you."

Qinghe went to see Feng Zhou, and Feng Zhou said, "I still have what the baby wants."

In the evening, after taking a bath, Qinghe wore pajamas and pulled slippers to knock on Feng Zhou's bedroom door. Feng Zhou had just finished taking a shower, and came over to open the door in a simple nightgown. Qinghe jumped up and hugged Feng Zhou's neck ,"elder brother."

Feng Zhou just hung up on him and took him into the house, closed the door, and threw him on the bed, "What's the matter with me at this time, tell me, little koala."

Qinghe snorted twice: "I am the little koala, and you are the big koala."

Feng Zhou rubbed his head, and quickly fastened the nightgown on his body, so as not to be scattered by Qing He.

Qinghe kicked off his slippers, ducked into the middle of the bed like a fish, looked up at Feng Zhou, and said, "Let me brush your hair."

Feng Zhou sat on the bed, and really handed him the towel. Qinghe turned over and got up after receiving it, covered Feng Zhou's head with the towel, and began to wipe his hair. When he reacted, he quickly pulled off the towel and pulled his hands away. Qinghe threw himself on him and hugged his neck from behind, saying, "Brother, I decided to return the money you gave me earlier." for you."

Feng Zhou jokingly grabbed him from behind and brought him in front of him, "Is this what you're talking about?"

Qinghe nodded: "Yes. Daddy is right. I can't always ask you for money. It's yours. I open a store and it's my business. I have to calculate my own income and expenses carefully to ensure the healthy development of the store. Don’t ask you to fill the vacancy as soon as you run out of funds, that’s not acceptable.”

Feng Zhou put his arms around his waist and let him sit on his lap, "What a fool, then you can get it from daddy, right? Besides, Qingzhou Yiye, I originally accounted for half of the name, I invested Isn't it more legitimate than daddy?"

Qing He blinked, "But I'm afraid you will have no money by then."

"How much money do you take from me? I'm not so poor." Feng Zhou said.

Qinghe took out a piece of paper from his pajamas pocket, on which the account was recorded, and he unfolded it in front of Feng Zhou, showing him: "In the past few months, I have already asked you for more than 200 yuan. It's all over."

In the jewelry business, more than 200 million yuan is a very small investment. Qinghe has no vision for betting on stones, and they are strictly forbidden to gamble at home. Qinghe buys rough jadeite. Bigger ones cost millions of dollars. Just, even if you open a store, you can make a little money, but that money is not enough for the virtuous circle development of the store, and you must continue to inject capital.

In the Feng family's education to their children, they have never been squandered, and the spirit of hard work and hard work is often used on them.Qinghe is in college, and he doesn't have much pocket money every month, so he can't afford to buy things everywhere. However, his elder brother who is already working often subsidizes him so that he has the money to buy the materials he wants.

But he felt that Feng Zhou didn't seem to be very rich. The company's money belonged to the company, and the family's money belonged to the family. Got penniless.

Feng Zhou saw He's heavy face clearly, so he raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, "Okay, okay, don't frown. What is given to you is for you, and you can just keep it yourself."

Qinghe put his forehead on his shoulder, bowed his body like a child, "Do you still have money to spend? I'll give you the money daddy gave me. I don't want to drain you dry." .”

Feng Zhou almost couldn't hold back his face to laugh because of his words, he raised his peaceful face, "Baby, it's all right. I don't have an economic crisis like you think."

"Do you still have savings?" Qing He looked at him.

Feng Zhou smiled and said, "Of course."

Qing He spread his hands in front of him, "Let me take a look."

Feng Zhou raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to help me manage the accounts? I'll take care of it for you."

Qing He blushed because of his words, the father of the family is actually in charge of the money, so is Feng Zhou molesting him?Qinghe jumped off his body and was about to get out of bed to leave, but Feng Zhou grabbed him, "What's the matter, why are you angry instead?"

Qing He looked back at him, and was pulled over by him. Their faces almost collided. Qing He blushed, and his gaze met Feng Zhou's gaze wanderingly. Feng Zhou's eyes seemed to be burned by Qing He's gaze. In the same way, he let go of Qinghe's hand, Qinghe turned over and got off the bed, and ran out of Feng Zhou's room quickly. The nightgown was wrapped tightly again.

Qinghe was in a state of confusion, what happened just now, his mind was blank, his face was flushed, as if he had done something bad, he lowered his head and rushed to his room, before he could hide in his bedroom, he was called by Qingjing One voice: "Baby, why don't you walk around the house without shoes, be careful that your feet get cold."

Qinghe raised his head and saw his father standing beside him, and couldn't help feeling even more flustered. He let out an "ah" and immediately said, "I'll go into the house and put on my shoes."

He quickly hid in his bedroom, but before he had time to gather his thoughts, there was a knock on the door, and Qingjing said from outside, "What's wrong with you, are you okay?"

He quickly said: "Dad, I'm fine, I'm going to sleep."

Qinghe wrapped himself in the quilt. The pillow was a pillow filled with chrysanthemum and lavender recommended by the doctor at home. He buried his face on it and smelled the faint fragrance of the flowers. Only then did he feel that his face was not so hot.

When he met Feng Zhou's eyes just now, he only had one desire, and that was to pounce on him and kiss him on the lips, not like the kiss he did when he was a child, but hug him and kiss him hard.

Qinghe was frightened by herself.

Qinghe went to school early the next morning, and Feng Zhou hadn't gotten up yet.

Feng Zhou didn't see Qinghe at the breakfast table, so he asked about Qingjing, and Qingjing said, "He ran away before we got up, saying that there was something to do at school."

Feng Zhou blamed himself very much, he thought he shouldn't have spoken to his brother like that, it was too frivolous.And when he reacted to Qinghe's closeness, thinking about it, he felt that he was inferior to a beast.

He was really worried about Qinghe, so he tentatively texted him at noon, "Baby, can I pick you up in the afternoon?"

Qing He replied: "Brother, you can do your work, I'll just go back by myself."

Feng Zhou felt that Qinghe must be very mindful, so don't pick him up by himself, he thought he would go to school to block him, but when he received Qinghe, what did he have to say.

There is no way to say this kind of thing.Are you saying he was just kidding?The more you say it, the less dignified you are?

However, he always had to meet Qinghe.In order to avoid Qinghe being angry with him all the time.

When Qinghe arrived at school, he was still in a state of confusion, but soon something diverted his attention.

Liu Nan took something for Qinghe to appraise. It was a glass imperial green jadeite plaque, not big but not small, with a dragon on one side and a bat on the other.

After looking at the jade plaque, Qinghe said: "This is true, Burmese jade, Laokeng glass ground, imperial green. The carving is also very good."

Liu Nan helped Qinghe look at the store before, and also knew some jade prices. He said, "It's true. Does this cost a lot of money?"

Qinghe was still thinking about his brother in a trance, but now he cheered up and nodded to Liu Nan: "Although the current jadeite market is completely hyped by sellers, and the price of medium jadeite only depends on the seller's bragging, but this It is top-quality jadeite, and the price will not be low no matter where it is placed. The normal price of this piece of jade is around 80 yuan, but if it is auctioned or there is a seller who will sell it, it is not a problem to blow it up to 180 million yuan."

Liu Nan's eyes widened, "Is it so expensive? 80?"

Qinghe said: "This is already a real price. Yours is very good. Where did it come from?"

Qinghe still knows a little about Liu Nan, and Liu Nan can't afford this thing by herself.If it was an ordinary person, he would not ask people where their things came from, but Liu Nan is his good friend, so he would just ask.

Liu Nan's face turned red and then pale, and he grabbed Qinghe's hand: "It was given to me by Li Shen, and I have to return it. How could he do this."

Qing He saw Liu Wuzi's look of being in a state of incomprehensibility, but he himself, who had been in a state of incomprehension, calmed down, and asked him in a low voice: "What's the matter?"

In Liu Nan's major, there are basically no classes until the senior year, and they do their own graduation projects, so Liu Nan is doing internships outside most of the time when he is writing similar graduation projects.

The reason is that Li Sheng was filming in Z City recently, and Liu Nan used to help out as an intern assistant. Everyone in the dormitory knew about it and asked him to cheer.

Liu Nan hesitated to speak, but Qinghe looked at him, not insisting on listening to him.

Liu Nan said, "Why don't you go with me."

Qinghe had no class that day, so he stayed in the dormitory to do things, and he definitely couldn't do it. Seeing that Liu Nan was in a trance and became more and more sluggish, he agreed to Liu Nan, "Okay."