Red Dust and Sand Sculpture

Qin Jin's fever subsided the next day.

He didn't continue to pretend to be weak on a whim, because he was idle in the courtyard on the weekend, and his expression revealed a trace of comfort.

After anything has a special meaning, it will be looked at in a very different way.In the past, Qin Jin, like everyone else, disliked overly colorful flowers, but now he can elicit a smile when he looks at the corner of his mouth.

When Li Xiangfu moved the piano down, his gaze stayed on Qin Jin who was smiling slightly for a second longer.

Neither of them spoke.

The long-haired man holding the piano and the successful man in simple and neat clothes seem to be cut by flowers for an era in the middle, but they reveal a strange harmony.

The quiet and rare scene ends with a bell ringing.

Qin Jin sat up straighter and hardly spoke. He just casually used monosyllabic modal particles to push the other party to continue speaking. It took no more than a minute and he took the initiative to end the call.

Seeing that the call initiative was entirely in his hands, Li Xiangfu thought it was a call from a bodyguard, so he asked, "Any news from Kong Yonggui?"

Not knowing what he was thinking, Qin Jin's reaction was delayed for a few seconds, and he said 'oh' after realizing it, and said: "Not yet, he still thought of using the bathroom as an excuse to escape."

Li Xiangfu didn't feel anxious when he heard it. Kong Yonggui didn't seem to have a good psychological quality, and he probably gave up struggling in a few days.

Qin Jin didn't deliberately hide his emotions in front of him, the light in his eyes due to the appreciation of flowers dissipated a lot, replaced by a frightening haze.

Li Xiangfu asked: "Is something wrong with the company?"

He himself didn't believe what he said. He just read on the news a few days ago that Qin Jin's company has developed a new calculation method, and the market value is estimated to increase by another 30%.

"It's my mother."

"..."

Qin Jin never mentioned his biological mother, and Li Xiangfu once thought that the other party had passed away, so he kept him silent.

The premise of empathy is often sympathy for each other. Li Xiangfu soon realized that the role of mother did not play much of a role in Qin Jin's growth.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to continue asking, or to change the topic superficially.

"There's nothing to hide." Qin Jin's tone was very flat, as if he was discussing the weather today: "She was drinking heavily, had been involved in pyramid schemes, and liked to gamble. Later, when she divorced my father, she had to leave all the family's property. "

Li Xiangfu was startled: "Your father is also willing?"

Qin Jin nodded: "The condition is that she gives up her custody rights."

In fact, this is not a condition at all. With that woman's selfishness, she will definitely not want a oil bottle to follow her.

Hearing that, Li Xiangfu almost didn't need to think about it, he could guess the purpose of the call: "Ask you for money?"

Qin Jin sneered: "Otherwise, why else?"

Li Xiangfu gave a 'tsk': "You got rich early, and she came to you."

"Before she concealed her marital history and married a rich man," Qin Jin said slowly, "After she opened her mouth in private and was rejected by me a few times, she was worried that the two sides would not be able to occupy her, so she didn't entangle her much."

Li Xiangfu was quite sympathetic when he heard the qualifier 'before': "What about now?"

Qin Jin raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look at him. When they looked at each other, they both smiled and shook their heads at the same time.

It's nothing more than a squandering of property, and now I want to pick it up again.

No matter how impetuous the mind is, it can be relieved to some extent under the melodious piano sound.

Li Xiangfu began to play "Relief of New Sorrow", with a broad artistic conception, Qin Jin sat on the side and squinted slightly, gradually being substituted into the world created by the sound of the piano.

"Ask how much you can worry about..." Li Shasha heard the sound of the piano, walked into the courtyard with his hands behind his back, and started his long speech with a poem as an introduction.

Qin Jin might have been helpless at first, but with his various quotations from scriptures instilling chicken soup for the soul, the sky is gray.

Li Xiangfu squinted at the past, Li Shasha's tone gradually weakened, and then completely ended the topic, and put the two printed booklets in front of the two: "This is the script."

Flipping through it casually, ignoring other aspects of the plot is very qualified, and you can't even find a mistake in a punctuation mark.

With the memory of Li Xiangfu and Qin Jin, it is no problem to memorize the lines the night before the performance, but Li Shasha naturally did not come to just give the script.

First of all, Qin Jin didn't explicitly agree to participate in the performance. Taking advantage of Li Xiangfu's presence, he expected that he would give a little favor, and the facts proved his conjecture.

Qin Jin didn't throw back the script, and Li Shasha took it as a default participation.

Furthermore, it is to 'pull sponsorship. '

"Dad, I need custom-made costumes for the show."

"it is good."

He promised so simply that Li Shasha's tone became uncertain: "Did you do something to apologize to me outside?"

For example, bead tire dark knot.

Partnered for many years, even if he has a paralyzed face, Li Xiangfu can tell what the system is thinking at a glance: "This month's pocket money will be halved."

"Is it going to be used to raise younger siblings?"

Li Xiangfu: "Minus two-thirds." "Cicero once said that everyone makes mistakes, but only a fool knows his mistakes and never corrects them. Dad, I know I was wrong."

Li Xiangfu got up and was about to put the piano back, then turned around and said, "You can go change your shoes, now you can go out and have lunch in time."

After Li Shasha waited for him to leave the courtyard, he was still standing still. After a long time, he looked at Qin Jin: "I think your heaven is full, and your relationship should be very smooth in the future..."

Qin Jin: "Let's get to the point."

Li Shasha: "I want pocket money."

……

It was cool in autumn, and Li Xiangfu changed from a thin coat to a windbreaker. He was slender and could just hold himself up, without being weighed down by the too long windbreaker.

Li Shasha walked briskly when he went out, Li Xiangfu looked at his bulging pockets, raised his eyebrows and gave a 'huh'.

"It's only 2000 yuan." Li Shasha said hastily, "I'm using my card now, and Qin Jin doesn't have any more cash for me."

Li Xiangfu didn't confiscate the pocket money he asked for, sighed, and mentioned the matter of clothes: "My second brother recommended a good tailor who only accepts tailor-made work, and I also want to order a formal suit."

The only set of fabrics in the house is too light and light for autumn parties.

Li Shasha asked: "Is there an important event?"

Li Xiangfu: "They are all boring private banquets."

Recently, there have been more such banquets, and the older generation has gradually faded out of the company's management, and it is logical to start matchmaking for the younger generation to communicate with.

There are also some who just like to be lively and show their presence.

Li Xiangfu suddenly realized that Qin Jin didn't pack much luggage to check in, so he called him to ask if he needed to order.

After talking for a while, when I hung up the phone, I noticed Li Shasha's eyes: "What's wrong?"

Li Shasha: "I've never seen you care about others so much."

Li Xiangfu put away his phone calmly, looked at a building in front of him and said, "Here we are."

·

On non-working days, Qin Jin simply drove back to get some things.

From a distance, I saw a woman being chased outside by security: "If you do this again, I will call the police."

"Do you know who I am? I'm Qin Jin's mother!"

Security guards were unmoved.

He has worked here for many years and has long been used to playing the villain.In this day and age, there are not many top-notch relatives, and those who are inconvenient to deal with have notified the security guards in advance, and use the strict management as an excuse to prevent outsiders from entering.

Qin Jin said "I have no relatives" a long time ago, and the security guard knew what to do with just four words.

The woman wanted to make a scene, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw a luxury car subconsciously stop.

Qin Jin didn't turn around and leave, but drove over and rolled down the car window. At this time, the security guard had already returned to the house on duty, and the woman excitedly called out "son" when she saw him. '

Qin Jin's appearance was much like that of his biological mother. The woman's name was Meng Qiong, and she was very beautiful. It is not difficult to see that she was also a great beauty when she was young.

She has been well maintained these years, and she is leaning on the car window, revealing her thin and white wrists.It's hard to imagine that with such a weak body, he would like to beat people with sticks to vent his anger. Once, Qin Jin was almost broken by her leg.

Too lazy to waste words, Qin Jin said bluntly: "I will call you according to the minimum standard of alimony, and don't disturb the rest of the time."

Knowing from the indifference in his eyes that it is useless to play the emotional card, Meng Qiong whispered: "You are a celebrity now, if I report this to the media..."

"random."

Qin Jin drove forward again, Meng Qiong nearly fell down, Huarong turned pale and cursed, but only the exhaust fumes responded to her.

Seeing Meng Qiong chasing and cursing from the rearview mirror, Qin Jin squinted his eyes. After all, the other party had been a rich wife for many years, and he could still put on a basic demeanor, so he wouldn't openly swear.

He called his secretary: "Help me find someone to investigate, who is behind the scenes encouraging my mother to make trouble."

The secretary said concisely: "Okay, I will as soon as possible."

·

Meng Qiong's appearance didn't cause much splash in Qin Jin's life. Occasional dinners and work have taken up most of his time. Recently, he has to find a way to get Kong Yonggui to speak.

The only thing that can be counted as free is today's dinner.

Li Xiangfu was also invited to come, and the person who sent the invitation was very smart. The invitation was sent to Mr. Li, and the subject was "you and your family." To put it bluntly, whoever is free will come.Since the other party was so polite, Mr. Li naturally had to sell some thin noodles, because he didn't have a deep relationship on weekdays, so he directly sent Li Xiangfu, who was the most idle in the family, over here.

Occasionally clinking glasses with someone, Li Xiangfu is a little dissociated.

The room is warm as spring, but the night wind outside is a bit chilly.

Meng Qiong was a little nervous, but fortunately, the person who checked the invitation letter only took a quick glance.After all, she has good looks and temperament, and someone bought a special outfit.

"Have a nice evening." The waiter bowed slightly.

Meng Qiong breathed a sigh of relief. Before entering the infield, his footsteps slowed down and he saw the new money transfer text message. His original hesitation gradually became firmer.

The employer called, and Mengqiong walked carefully to the corner to answer.

"The bigger the trouble, the better." Only one sentence was said over there.

Meng Qiong lamented that young people do things regardless of the consequences, and he was not as good as he was back then.Anyway, asking her to pay a large sum of money just to embarrass others, Mengqiong thought he couldn't do it.

If the person she complained about knew, they would probably only laugh contemptuously.

If you dare to do this, you naturally know that the property under your name will be frozen soon, so it is better to express the depression in your heart thoroughly before then.

Meng Qiong walked into the infield holding the hem of her skirt. Maybe there was some kind of telepathy between mother and child. At least Qin Jin, who was being complimented, seemed to feel something, and raised his head to look this way.

However, he looked away disapprovingly, as if seeing the air.

Meng Qiong was worried about being kicked out, and was about to yell and start to act immediately, but this time he was a little passive.However, thinking of the final payment after the event was completed, he immediately felt overwhelmed, bypassing the person who clinked glasses and rushed over, his vulgar behavior made the person who was almost bumped into frown.

"Qin Jin!" Her guilty conscience made her a little lack of confidence, so she could only use a sharp voice to hold up her momentum: "You really have you, and you don't even care about your mother's life!"

Meng Qiong looked at the people around him: "Look at this, the famous founder of the Qin Group, who only gives his biological mother 1000 yuan a month."

To prevent Qin Jin from explaining, she spoke a lot in one breath, tears blurring her makeup, and said, "When you were young, I secretly visited you many times, because of the agreement with your father, I never dared to show up."

Immediately afterwards, Meng Qiong pointed to Li Xiangfu: "I know, it is the lack of maternal love that makes you have abnormal feelings for him."

Li Xiangfu: "..."

The guests who came to the banquet were also taken aback. Isn't it rumored that Qin Jin is having an affair with Li Xichun?Could it be that Li Xichun was just a cover.

Li Xiangfu, who was lying on the ground inexplicably, shrugged: "The nine-year obligation did not teach you the correct usage of the word 'deformity'."

He didn't deny it, Meng Qiong didn't know what to say for a while, and the scene where everyone whispered in his imagination didn't exist.

Not long after, a person stood up and said, "Only give birth but not raise, Auntie, Mr. Qin is already very kind. If you want me, he is not willing to pay even 1000 yuan."

As soon as the words fell, another Mediterranean in her 40s slammed the table: "True love is innocent! Madam, please respect all the beautiful emotions from the heart in the world."

"..."

The host of the dinner came over and personally apologized to Qin Jin, saying that the people outside did not work well.At the same time, he sighed: "Listen to my great-grandfather, when his mother worked three part-time jobs to let him study, how difficult it is to be great. You should feel ashamed as a mother."

"..."

The organizer wanted the security guards to ask her to leave, but felt it was inappropriate, since she was still Qin Jin's nominal mother after all.Mediterranean Sea was particularly discerning, and said proactively: "I happen to be going to pick up someone outside, and send her out by the way."

Meng Qiong was reluctant to leave at first, but Li Xiangfu approached her and whispered in her ear: "It doesn't matter if you offend one person, everyone here will be offended, and you probably will have a hard time walking in the future."

Yu Bi straightened up and asked someone to borrow a pen to write down a series of numbers, and said in his usual tone: "It's too late and the road is not safe. This is my driver's phone number. He can take you back."

Now there is finally a voice of discussion, but it is the kind of deliberate praise, saying that Li Xiangfu is very polite.

Whether they came to a banquet or held a banquet today, they can only be regarded as outside the circle. For the real wealthy sons, they naturally have to curry favor.

As soon as he went out, the cold wind blew, and Meng Qiong had goose bumps on his body.

Until now, she is still in a semi-absence state.With shortness of breath, Meng Qiong suddenly pulled the impatient-looking Mediterranean sleeve by the side: "Don't you feel disgusted? That's gay! He doesn't even care about his own mother."

Mediterranean is an upstart with no culture, and he directly called the other party "Auntie": "Then what are you doing here? It's not for money."

Meng Qiong wanted to refute but was speechless.

"Don't say he's gay, as long as we can cooperate, it doesn't matter to me even if the child is not his own." Mediterranean said with a flushed face, "Auntie, all living beings are equal, you are an eye-catcher, so you have to allow us to be like this .”

"..."

Meng Qiong was the only one left standing there, her dress was thin, she was shivering from the cold, and she was going to take a step to see and go back before talking.

He dialed the driver's phone number left by Li Xiangfu, but Qin Jin's name suddenly popped up on the screen. After checking again, it was Qin Jin's phone number.

"……brute."

What does it mean?Show affection!

Thinking of this, she turned her face to 'tui'.

The author has something to say: The Mediterranean Sea: Equality for all.

Li Xiangfu: You are very intelligent.

Monjoon: ...