After the fog, I became a birdman

The winter in Fengcheng was very cold this year, snowflakes fell on the ground, and the villas on the outskirts of the city were full of flowers. A young man with a ruddy complexion in a white cloak stood in the snow, exhaled white air, and picked flowers while rubbing his hands.

A gust of wind blew, and the young man sneezed. He quickly cut a few flowers with the scissors and ran back to the house. He stamped his feet to shake off the snow on his body, and walked to the kitchen with a basket full of flowers.

The old man in the living room was lying on a recliner, holding a book in his hand, looking at it unsteadily, seeing his grandson hurrying past, and gently reminded him: "Don't go out when it's snowing, it's cold."

"It's not cold." Su Qing turned around and smiled, "Grandpa, Uncle Li Qi said that he will come later, and I'm going to make a flower cake."

"It's not Chinese New Year yet, what is he doing here?" The old man lowered his head, his reading glasses slipped to the tip of his nose, "Come and eat."

"Grandpa, what are you talking about?" Su Qing shook his head helplessly, "Seventh Uncle must be here to do something."

"Hmph." The old man lay back and straightened his reading glasses, "If you come to the door in a hurry, nothing good will happen."

Su Qing shrugged helplessly, and took the flower basket into the kitchen to make flower cakes. Just as the cakes were put in the oven, the doorbell rang at the door.

"Grandpa, Uncle Qi must be here, go and open the door!"

The old man snorted softly, put down the book in his hand, put on his shoes slowly, held up an umbrella and walked out.

As soon as the door was opened, there were two men standing outside. The tall one had a strange face. He was tall and had long legs. He was wearing a gray coat and gold-rimmed glasses. With a smile on his lips, he looked very gentle, but who was Mr. Su? , I can tell at a glance that this man is very difficult to get along with, and he is just pretending to be gentle.

The other is his restless seventh nephew, who just got into trouble a few days ago and got into the deep mountains and old forests to find his way. It was Mr. Su who brought him out himself, and he is in the stage of being rejected by Mr. Su.

It's approaching the end of the new year, and it stands to reason that this kid should wait for the New Year's time to come to pay New Year's greetings with his brothers to share the pressure, but why did he bring a stranger to the door today.

After all, it was my nephew. Although he got into trouble, he was usually very modest. It should be something to bring someone here.

"Good morning Uncle Hai, this is my friend, Qi Jiang." At this point, Uncle Li Qi scratched his head, "It's a nephew from my distant house."

"Distant nephew?" Mr. Su raised his eyebrows, does the Li family have a relative named Qi?Why doesn't he know?

"Good morning, Uncle Hai." Qi Jiang bowed slightly while holding the gift box, his posture was very low, and his appearance was gentle and polite. My cousin's great-granddaughter is the cousin of Uncle Seven's cousin."

Mr. Su showed surprise, and seemed a little speechless: "It's hard for you to remember these relatives." This is really a distant nephew, far enough away.

With a gentle smile, Qi Jiang nodded lightly: "It should."

It's hard for someone to find such a bunch of relatives. Mr. Su thinks that this young man must have something to ask for from him, otherwise such an imposing figure should not have such a low profile.

"come in."

Grandpa Su brought the two of them into the house, and Su Qing just came out with some snacks, and tea was poured on the table.

Seeing Uncle Qi followed a familiar person, Su Qing lightly said, "Boss Qi?"

For some reason, old man Su suddenly sounded the alarm.

"Susu, do you know Mr. Qi?"

"Grandpa, didn't I go to design new product packaging for Qi's a few days ago? That's Boss Qi's company. If Boss Qi didn't say that my design style is very novel during the interview, I would have been rejected." Su There is a lot of goodwill in Qingqing's voice.

Hearing the words, Mr. Su secretly decided that if Boss Qi wouldn't let him do something harmful, even if the request was a little more difficult, he would help.

"Boss Qi, sit down."

"Uncle Hai can just call me Xiao Qi." Qi Jiang put the gift box on the table, "I heard that Uncle Hai likes to drink Longjing, so I went to buy some. The preparation was hasty, I hope Uncle Hai doesn't dislike it."

Longjing ah.

Mr. Su is used to drinking tea, so he can tell the quality of this Longjing just by looking at the box, so naturally he won't dislike it.

Generally, guests come to talk to Mr. Su about that kind of thing. Although Su Qing understands it, she is not in the world, so she goes to work in the kitchen.

Seeing this, Qi Jiang hurriedly got up, took off his coat and put it aside: "I'll go help too."

Mr. Su paused his hands while drinking tea, and frowned slightly: Shouldn't he make his request clear at this time?

"There's no reason to ask guests to cook, Xiao Qi, don't be too busy." Mr. Su winked at his nephew.

"It's okay, I'll show everyone." Qi Jiang left without looking back.

"..." Mr. Su didn't know what to say, but he felt something was wrong.

Uncle Li Qi coughed lightly: "Uncle Hai, the problem he encountered is quite serious, so you can let him work. Big bosses like them always like to use their own methods to make themselves feel at ease."

Mr. Su thinks it's wrong: Don't such big bosses usually like to spend money on talismans to buy magic weapons?What kind of peace of mind is going to the kitchen to cook?

In the kitchen, Qi Jiang rolled up his sleeves and said softly, "Let me wash the vegetables."

Su Qing shook his head: "Boss Qi, just go and chat with Uncle Qi and the others. I'll do the kitchen work."

"Painters' hands are very precious. It's cold now, and it's hard to wash vegetables. If it freezes, how can you paint in the future? I'll do it." Qi Jiang said in a serious tone. A sense that he thought so.

Su Qing was amused, bent his eyes and lips, his eyes seemed to be full of starlight: "What kind of painter am I?"

Qi Jiang also laughed, but he knew that it would be troublesome to refute these words. He was going to check his favorability today, and time was limited, so he changed the subject: "The flowers in your house are blooming really well. Did you take care of them? I want to make a garden at my house." , but I don’t know how to design it, and I don’t know what flowers to plant, can you give me some advice?”

"I don't know flowers." Su Qing smiled and shook her head, "My grandfather took care of them."

"You can see and hear, and you should understand something."

Su Qing smiled lightly, and tapped her chin on the half-flowered flower basket on the cooking table: "I only know how to eat."

Only then did Qi Jiang see the flower basket, and the smile on his face deepened, as if he was very surprised, and asked knowingly, "Can flowers still be eaten?"

"Has Boss Qi not eaten?"

"Of course not." Qi Jiang seemed a little curious. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the cake in the oven. "How does the flower taste? I've heard of the flower cake, but I haven't tasted it."

Flower cake?

"That's a coincidence, I just made flower cakes today." Su Qing asked him to watch the oven, "Boss Qi will try it then."

"Then I'll have a taste of the chef's craft."

Su Qing smiled again: "I can also cook some home-cooked dishes, I'm not a great chef."

Qi Jiang found that Su Qing seemed to like others to praise him, and he secretly thought that he was cute, and praised him with honey on his mouth. At one time, he said that Su Qing cut the vegetables neatly, but he was not good at knife skills. When I usually make it, the dog doesn’t eat it. In short, I just step on it. Finally, I will summarize: Su Qing is very good.

Su Qing's happy laughter came from the kitchen. The more Mr. Su heard it in the living room, the more he heard something wrong, so he went to the kitchen to have a look.

Good guy, Boss Qi is boasting about his grandson.

His grandson was not in good health when he was a child, so he hurt him more, and he developed an ignorant temperament. He looked reliable on weekdays, but in fact he was the easiest to be deceived by others.

For example, now, Boss Qi is called Brother Jiang.

Mr. Su sighed in his heart, he didn't know what Boss Qi was asking for, his attitude was lower than he imagined.

Qi Jiang found Mr. Su from the reflection in the window, and turned around respectfully and kindly: "Grandpa, why are you here?"

"...Grandfather?" Mr. Su was speechless. What's your name?

"Oh, I think I've hit it off with Susu, so I want to call him Grandpa, don't you mind?"

Susu?

Mr. Su became even more speechless. The two stayed together for a few minutes. Is the relationship so good?

The old man's silence made Qi Jiang a little embarrassed. Seeing this, Su Qing smiled with a little embarrassment on his face to make a relief: "Grandpa, Brother Jiang is not a few years older than me, it doesn't matter."

Mr. Su: ...

The food in the pot was a bit mushy, Qi Jiang smelled it, and went to save it with a spatula: "Susu, turn down the fire for me."

Grandpa Su watched his grandson happily do the same. Qi Jiang was standing in front of the stove, and his grandson had to stick to Qi Jiang when he was about to turn off the fire, as if he was hugging.

For some reason, Mr. Su always felt uncomfortable: "Xiao Qi, why don't you just turn off the fire yourself?"

"Ah, is that so?" Qi Jiang seemed to have just remembered, "I was too anxious just now, so I didn't remember."

Grandpa Su frowned, looking at Qi Jiang who was blushing: something is wrong, very wrong.

"Susu, help me get a plate." Qi Jiang said again after finishing the cooking.

"Okay." Su Qing went to get the plate again.

Qi Jiang filled the dishes and slapped the plate with his hand: "Susu, come and smell the smell, is there any burnt smell?"

"Let me take a look?" Su Qing went to smell it again, "A little bit, it's okay."

"It's all my fault." Qi Jiang sighed, "I should have watched the fire, and I was blind to the ingredients you prepared, but it's because my cooking skills are not as good as yours. If I let you do it, this kind of thing will definitely not happen."

Su Qing couldn't help laughing: "It's because I didn't pay attention when I talked to Grandpa just now, so it's got nothing to do with you."

Mr. Su at the door: Then I go?

Qi Jiang was still blaming himself, while Su Qing coaxed: "Then you cook the next dish?"

Qi Jiang's eyes lit up: "What kind of food?"

"Twice-cooked pork."

"You know how to cook twice-cooked pork?" Qi Jiang showed surprise, "I like this dish the most, but the outside is not authentic. Susu, you are so good at cooking, the twice-cooked pork must be delicious."

Su Qing blushed a little: "I'm not as good as you said."

"I don't praise people easily." Qi Jiang shook his head, put the dishes aside, and looked into Su Qing's eyes, "I only praise you for doing well, like the sweet and sour pork ribs you made just now, sweet and sour, meaty It's still tender, even the five-star hotels outside can't make this taste."

"I'm ashamed of your boasting." Su Qing was coaxed into laughing again, "What if I miss today?"

"This person has upper and lower limits, at least your lower limit is better than mine." Qi Jiang pointed to the plate just now, "It's a pity that I know a few dishes, and I haven't learned twice-cooked pork. It seems that I can only be embarrassed today. "

"I will." Su Qing put the dish in his hand aside, "I'll just teach you, I'll cook it for you next time."

"That's a good relationship. I usually eat fast food at the company." Qi Jiang began to complain, "The food outside is not clean, and I was admitted to the hospital a few days ago."

"So pitiful?" Su Qing frowned worriedly, "Just leave the hospital and take care of yourself. I'm going back to live in the city in a few days. The company is not far from my home. Let me make you some soup to nourish your stomach."

"What's the point of that?"

"It's okay, anyway, I like to drink soup on weekdays."

"Then don't do it alone, I will eat the same as you."

"Okay."

Qi Jiang showed a look of expectation: "By the way, our company will launch a new product in the middle of next year, do you want to continue to help us draw the packaging? Last time the sales of the new product were very good, you contributed a lot, this contract, let's increase the remuneration .”

"Didn't Qi's new products sell well all the time?" Su Qing felt that it was not his fault.

Qi Jiang shook his head: "As the saying goes, people rely on clothes and Buddhas rely on gold clothes. Many people buy things based on their appearance. Your contribution is not small."

Su Qing was coaxed by him again, smiling until his eyes turned into crescent moons, the old man Su at the door looked at him expressionlessly, and sneered in his heart: Don't you praise others easily?

Something is wrong, there is really something wrong with this Qi.

Mr. Su turned around and left, frowned and kicked his seventh nephew: "What happened to that surnamed Qi?"

"He said these days he kept dreaming of a headless woman who said he wanted to marry him." Uncle Li frowned, "He also said that the woman was getting closer to him every day in his dreams. I can't solve it. When he heard about it, he begged you." I brought him to the door to beg you, I was thinking that human life is at stake, so I could only do it."

This really sounds like that, but old man Su's eyes widened: "He said that?"

"I didn't believe it at first." Li Qishu sighed, "He has a precious life and looks good. He doesn't look like someone who has encountered trouble, but yesterday he begged to come to my house and rest at my house. It was indeed a nightmare."

"He has purple in his life and meritorious deeds in his body. Even ghosts will stay away when they see it." Old Master Su snorted coldly, "I can see his face, and the love path is smooth. In the future, the husband and wife will be harmonious, and his wife will not be under his protection." There is something to do, but his house is not safe before marriage, if he helps his family beg to come to the door, that's all, beg for himself? Are you kidding?"

Uncle Li Qi was taken aback, he was not as knowledgeable as old man Li, so he couldn't see these things: "You mean, he lied to us? Why?"

Yes, why?

Mr. Su couldn't figure it out, Qi Jiang came to ask him, but he didn't say anything.

Although he didn't know any Qi family members, he had also heard of the name of the president of the Qi family. Such a person, what are these little people doing to lie to them?

Still rushing to Li's house to do a show?

Is the acting to come to the Su family, or is it to use the Su family as a springboard?

But if something really happened, would the Qi family still be able to handle it?Need to beat around the bush?

A big boss, Baba went to the Li family to make an embarrassment and please the Su family, why bother?

The laughter in the kitchen was still the same as before, it must be that Qi Jiang said something again, his grandson was so coaxed that he couldn't find the north.

Old Man Su pondered for a moment: "You, go and call that Qi Jiang out."

Uncle Li Qi put down the tea in his hand and went to call for someone. After several minutes, Qi Jiang came out and sat aside respectfully: "Master Su."

"Xiao Qi." Mr. Su seemed to really care about Qi Jiang, "I heard from my nephew that you have nightmares every day?"

This is just a door-to-door rhetoric. Now that the goal has been achieved, it is not good to deceive others.

Qi Jiang shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Sorry, Uncle Qi, Grandpa, I lied to you."

The two already knew that he was a liar, so they were quite surprised that he admitted it so easily, and they said in unison, "Why did you do that?"

"Actually, this matter is not false." Qi Jiang smiled slightly, "This is what happened to my uncle at home. Just in the past few days, I heard that Mr. Su is a good hand, but he has no connections. I don't know. From where to start, we can only find people through Uncle Seven."

"You should bring the person, why come to the door by yourself." Li Qishu groaned, got up and hurriedly pulled Qi Jiang to go out, "This dream girl is desperate, it's really time for the dream girl to touch the person in the dream It's too late at that moment, go and take me to your house."

Qi Jiang was still smiling, but a trace of indifference flashed under his gold-rimmed glasses: It would be better if his family members died.

However, after all, this incident became an excuse for him, and his stupid uncle was also considered a half-matchmaker.

Of course, we must leave today, but we cannot leave so quickly.

"Uncle Qi, there will be heavy snow today, and the airport will be suspended. Even if we drive to the capital, it will take us several days. Why don't we wait until tomorrow before flying back."

Uncle Li Qi picked up his mobile phone and checked, it was really the case.

Qi Jiang shook Uncle Li Qi's hand away, and looked at Old Man Su with a smile: "Grandpa, shall I go in and cook?"

Grandpa Su subconsciously didn't want to let him in: "Xiao Qi likes cooking?"

"I really like it, but I don't have much time to learn it on weekdays. Susu is good at cooking. I enjoy watching it when I cook. I always think it's easier to learn from him." Qi Jiang replied seriously.

This sounds like deceitful words, but Mr. Su couldn't find any flaws in Qi Jiang's expression, and coughed lightly: "You really think so?"

Of course Qi Jiang thought so, and nodded without guilt at all, thinking about Su Qing in the kitchen, he said, "Then shall I go in first and continue cooking?"

Subconsciously, old man Su didn't want him to go, so he took out a chessboard from under the coffee table: "No hurry, play chess with me."

Qi Jiang thought of the old and the young attacking together, although he was a little regretful, he did not refuse, and respectfully went to play chess with Mr. Su. Before the game was over, Su Qing came out and said that it was time to eat.

Qi Jiang's chess skills are very high, and he can kill you and me with Mr. Su.

Although Mr. Su said that he didn't like Qi Jiang from the bottom of his heart for no reason, he admired Qi Jiang because of this game of chess he played, and his mood was very complicated.

The three of them went to wash their hands and eat together. The Su family's dining table was not big, round, and there were currently four tables.

After Mr. Su sat down, Uncle Seven also sat next to him. Qi Jiang turned around and sat next to Mr. Su again, leaving the rest of the seat to Su Qing. The thing about changing places.

Some families have the rule of not talking when eating, but Qi Jiang doesn't know if the Su family has this rule, so they don't speak when eating.

Su Qing sat next to him, feeling a little strange, put a vegetable in the bowl, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Jiang, why don't you talk?"

"I think everyone doesn't talk about it, and they think there is a rule of not talking." Qi Jiang smiled and shook his head, looking more relaxed.

Listening to him, Su Qing subconsciously smiled: "There is no such rule in our family."

Qi Jiang said yes with a smile. From the corner of the eye, he saw that Mr. Su's face was a little dark, so he could only tear his eyes off Su Qing, and turned around to praise Mr. Su's chess skills. He just couldn't stand it.

Who is Mr. Su, he knew it was a lie.

However, Qi Jiang's coaxing is still very different. When he says coaxing words to Su Qing, the expression on his face is unknowingly serious, but when he is talking to Mr. Su, he gives people a feeling of coaxing the old man to be happy.

But whatever it is, it's a pleasure to listen to.

After Mr. Su was coaxed, Qi Jiang went to coax Su Qing again, and sincerely asked Su Qing to cook delicious food, which made Su Qing smile happily again.

After dinner, Su Qing said that he was going to get some fruit, and Qi Jiang wanted to go too, but was dragged away by Mr. Su to play chess.

As for Li Qishu... of course he had to clean up the tableware.

When Su Qing came with the fruit plate, Qi Jiang and Mr. Su were in a heated stage. Seeing that neither of them had time, he put the fruit plate aside, took a bunch of grapes and sat aside to watch carefully.

As soon as Qi Jiang turned his head and saw Su Qing's well-behaved appearance, he was immediately so cute, he played chess without thinking much, and immediately blocked many roads for Mr. Su.

Not long after, Mr. Su looked aggrieved after losing: "You always let me have feelings before meals?"

After hearing the complaint, Qi Jiang realized that he had made a mistake, but he could see that Mr. Su was not angry, so he changed the subject with a smile: "I haven't seen Su Su play chess yet."

Su Qing said "Huh?" "Me? I'm not very good at it."

"It's okay, I'll teach you." Qi Jiang gave up his seat with a smile, motioned for Su Qing to sit down, and took the grapes from his hand.

Su Qing just switched places with Qi Jiang, and Mr. Su felt something was wrong again: Shouldn't he be the one teaching his grandson how to play chess?

Next, the more Mr. Su looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Although his grandson is not good at chess, he is not a beginner, but Qi Jiang's mouth is suddenly as sweet as honey, and he can't stop coaxing his grandson. Laughing, there is no way to play chess.

After a few rounds, Mr. Su had the urge to throw chess and leave.

Just as the nephew on the side had finished a game, Mr. Su asked his nephew to take his place. Uncle Li Qi put away his phone and went to play chess. The more he played, the more speechless he became.

His chess skills are good, and he has always been better than Su Qing, but he won, but he felt that it would be better to lose.

The two on the opposite side are as sticky as sprinkled dog food, it makes him...

Wait, sprinkle dog food? !

Uncle Li Qi's eyes widened suddenly, seeing that Qi Jiang had already sat across from Su Qing, teaching him how to play chess softly, and from time to time, he praised Su Qing for his good walk, which made his family Su Su happy like something .

It must be an illusion.

Li Qishu told himself so in his heart.

Mr. Su was already lying on his recliner and continued to read. Uncle Li Qi picked up his mobile phone and wanted to play games, but he lost interest and was out of his mind all day long.

In the evening, Qi Jiang, who had already played chess with Su Qing, picked flowers, and fed the pets at home, said goodbye reluctantly, and raised his mobile phone to signal Su Qing: "V letter contact."

Su Qing bent his eyes: "Okay, the wind is on the way, drive carefully on the road, the snow is a bit heavy, don't drive too fast."

"Understood, let's go back, it's cold." Qi Jiang turned his head three times, "Go back quickly!"

When Qi Jiang finally left, Mr. Su subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and went back to the house with his grandson: "Susu, when did you add the V letter?"

"Just now you were talking about Mengnv." After Su Qing finished speaking, the phone vibrated suddenly, looked down, and laughed again.

But old man Su was recalling what happened just now. Qi Jiang played at his house for a day, as if he knew he was going to leave, and finally remembered why he came here today.

He came to invite Mr. Su, but he heard the old man say that this kind of matter can be solved by Li Qishu, so he simply let Li Qishu take full responsibility. The family gave up so easily, giving people a very strange feeling.

It was as if he was just looking for an excuse to go to Su's house.

Old Man Su frowned, and before he could continue to think deeply, Qi Jiang's voice came from his grandson's cell phone, interrupting Old Man Su's thoughts.

Su Qingzheng was talking to Qi Jiang with a smile on his face, chatting happily.

Grandpa Su remembered that Qi Jiang really said that he wanted to exchange contact information with his grandson. Not only did he save his phone number, but he also added a V letter. Seeing that there were games on his grandson's phone, he even downloaded one What about playing together at night?

"Susu, are you chatting with Xiao Qi?"

Su Qing raised his head with a smile and hummed. Now that Qi Jiang is not here, he said with embarrassment: "Grandpa, I heard that Brother Jiang is very serious on weekdays. Everyone said that he is very difficult to talk. I didn't expect that he has such a good personality in private."

Mr. Su has to admit that Qi Jiang is extremely good, but he doesn't like it in a certain way: "I see his style of chess playing as decisive and merciless."

"Is there?" Su Qing didn't think so, "I think it's quite gentle."

Old man Su choked, he thought so before, but when Su Qing came, that boy Qi Jiang forgot to cover up, didn't he just reveal his true style?

"Anyway, grandpa thinks this person is difficult to handle, so be careful what you talk to him, and don't talk about it." Old man Su always felt that Qi Jiang's purpose was impure.

However, Su Qing thought Qi Jiang was quite good: "Fortunately, I can feel that Brother Jiang is sincere to me. It's just to make friends. You don't need to master anything, just rely on your heart."

Old Master Su couldn't say anything when he heard the words. His grandson had a talent for knowing people, so he just let him go.

But Mr. Su didn't expect that if he let it go this time, when Qi Jiang came to visit next time, his identity would completely change.

Only then did he know about Qi Jiang's wolf ambition, but it was already too late.