Chapter 16 Chapter 16 Qin Du’s ambition.
Liu Jingheng scratched her hair.
There seems to be such a line in the original text.
Strange, was it Cheng Yunqing who said this? Did I remember it wrong?
"I mean..." Seeing Liu Jingheng silent, Cheng Yunqing changed his tone, "If you have time, you can go for an outing with me."
"No." Liu Jingheng refused.
Cheng Yunqing's face darkened: "That's right, after all, we..."
Liu Jingheng interrupted him: "You and I, go for an outing together."
Cheng Yunqing was stunned for a while, and a hint of red appeared on her snow-white cheeks.
"Okay, okay, where are you planning to go for an outing?"
Liu Jingheng: "South."
"Okay, no problem. Tell me where you want to go and I'll make a plan for your outing." Cheng Yunqing held Liu Jingheng's hand tightly, his fingertips cold and trembling.
This child is really good at acting like a spoiled child. He said no to anything before, but it turns out he just wanted to show his initiative.
Liu Jingheng breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Cheng Yunqing agreed without hesitation.
I couldn't help but be impressed by my own intelligence and talent.
He knew that Cheng Yunqing and Qin Chuyao had been having a bad time recently. If Qin Chuyao brought it up, Cheng Yunqing might not even pay attention to him. Then he would have no idea when his plan to go offline and travel back would be realized.
This seemed to be the first time that Cheng Yunqing left the Qin family with a smile on his face.
Before leaving, he watched "The Person I Love Most" repeatedly and took out his mobile phone to take photos and record videos.
Liu Jingheng:?
*
In the evening, after Liu Jingheng took Mr. Qin to practice calligraphy, a dog-like painting of "A Record of a Walnut Boat" made the old man salivate. He immediately ordered a pure gold frame for the painting and insisted on framing it and hanging it in the hall.
Before dinner, Uncle Li came to find Liu Jingheng:
"Quietly."
Liu Jingheng's alarm bells rang slowly: Jingjing???
"The day after tomorrow we will set off to return to our hometown in the south to worship our ancestors. What are your plans? Go back to school or go home?" Uncle Li asked with a smile.
Liu Jingheng: "I want to go with you, please..."
What did you ask for?
"Please..." I forgot, just made one up.
After I finished writing it, I remembered that the excuse I had prepared was "I wanted to take advantage of the situation and seek the protection of a prestigious family like the Qin family."
Uncle Li looked a little embarrassed: "The Qin family does not allow outsiders to follow in the ancestral worship."
Liu Jingheng blinked, pouted, and lowered her eyebrows.
This is how the original text describes the original owner.
Uncle Li was shocked, holding his heart and biting his lower lip.
I am Jingjing's most beloved person. Jingjing needs me for help. How can I let him down?
Uncle Li ran to the old man to whisper something in his ear, but he suddenly stopped at the door and didn't dare to go in.
In the study, the old man sat on the sofa, facing Qin Du who was sitting in front of the computer.
The old man said, "Although this trip is to worship our ancestors, it's also just an outing. I'm feeling very emotional and my poetry is very inspiring. I need Teacher Xiao Liu to guide me. It wouldn't be too much to take him with me."
Qin Du didn't even look at him:
"Well, father, take him for an outing. I'll take care of the ancestor worship. You just have to have fun."
Upon hearing this, the old man clenched his cane, and veins popped up on his forehead. Where did this great patriarch stand?
He was dissatisfied and counterattacked:
"Uncle Li comes back with us every year to pay respect to our ancestors. Why don't you call him an outsider?"
Qin Du's tone was calm and composed:
"Uncle Li is accompanying me because he has some minor details to attend to. Since father loves to write poetry whenever and wherever he wants, I'll just say that after a hundred years, your ashes will be scattered among the mountains and seas. This will save us the trouble of writing your name in the family tree."
The old man's face turned from pale to blue. This rebellious son! Where is my cane?
Uncle Li listened in the corner for a long time, his eyes swirling, and he lay straight at Qin Du's feet like a moth to a flame, stretching out his hand:
"Qin...Boss Qin, I'm afraid I can't make it! It seems Xiao Liu will have to take over the task of accompanying the ancestor worship."
As he spoke, he coughed twice, heart-wrenchingly.
Qin Du retracted his toes, trying his best not to touch the hand that Uncle Li extended.
"That's right. The Qin family is in a difficult situation this year. Old Li seems to have no future. I think Xiao Liu is the most suitable person to take charge." The old man and Uncle Li exchanged glances and joined together to fight for the Oscar.
Qin Du raised his eyes from the computer, leaned back, and crossed his long legs elegantly:
"OK."
When the word "simple" was uttered, the two old hands were shocked.
I thought this would be a protracted battle, but Qin Du agreed so readily.
The two of them cried with joy and exchanged flirtatious glances. It turns out that people do change.
The two of them left happily. Qin Du sat up straight, picked up a pen and knocked it on the table.
His ambition has always been to not be content with just being a "bastard's son" in the family's ancestral worship activities.
The old man was so fond of bringing Liu Jingheng back to his hometown that he was waiting for something to go wrong, so he obediently handed over the card of "Master of Ancestor Worship" respectfully.
*
On the evening of March 31st.
When Liu Jingheng was drowsy, she received a message from Cheng Yunqing:
【What time and where will we meet tomorrow? 】
Liu Jingheng: [At the Qin family's main gate.]
Cheng Yunqing: [Qin family?]
Liu Jingheng made up a story:
The Qin family is going back to worship their ancestors, and they're on their way, so we're looking for a ride.
[Liu Jingheng] This time, Cheng Yunqing's message contained a hint of questioning, "Did you discuss something with Qin Chuyao in private?"
Liu Jingheng: [No, he usually doesn't bother to talk to me.]
Immediately withdraw it after sending it. Don't explain, the cannon fodder's job is to create misunderstandings for the protagonists.
Liu Jingheng: [Yes.]
When Cheng Yunqing saw the words being withdrawn, he breathed a sigh of relief and a smile returned to his face.
On second thought, he was Liu Jingheng's most beloved person, more than his irresponsible parents. Although he was slow and stupid, he would not push his most beloved person to others with his own hands.
I misunderstood.
So I sent a smiling face and said:
[Okay, see you tomorrow morning at 7 o'clock.]
After turning off his phone, Cheng Yunqing began to pack his luggage.
He knew that Liu Jingheng had no parents and was very poor. He usually saw him wearing the same set of clothes. It had been raining during the Qingming Festival and the weather was cold, so he had to prepare a thick coat for him.
There are many insects and ants when going for an outing, so he needs to bring mosquito repellent spray.
Also, we have to start preparing food for Qingming Festival right away. In case Liu Jingheng can't get used to the food there, at least she won't be hungry.
*
The next morning, when Cheng Yunqing appeared in the convoy heading to ancestor worship, everyone was puzzled, including Liu Jingheng.
Liu Jingheng stared at him blankly for a long time, then suddenly realized.
I called him.
Qin Chuyao was originally unhappy about going to that remote countryside, but when he saw Cheng Yunqing, he would be happy to lie in the ground and sleep with his ancestors for two days, let alone go to the countryside to worship their ancestors.
"Yunqing, why are you..."
Cheng Yunqing interrupted him coldly: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to see you."
"It doesn't matter if you don't look for me. It's fate if we're on the same path." Qin Chuyao smiled.
Qin Du was giving instructions to the convoy, and out of the corner of his eye he saw his good nephew, despite receiving a cold shoulder, beaming like a sunflower. Qin Du sneered and curled the corners of his lips.
Based on Liu Jingheng's recollection of the original text, he chose to take the initiative to get into the car that Qin Chuyao was riding in.
As soon as he went up, Qin Chuyao cursed with a cold face:
"You're quite self-aware."
Liu Jingheng nodded and said seriously:
"Dean Dad said that people should be self-aware."
Qin Chuyao was speechless. These days, there are people who can't tell the difference between good and bad words.
When Cheng Yunqing got into the car, he smiled again:
"Yunqing, it's definitely a wise choice for you to take this car. It's spacious."
"You go to the passenger seat," Cheng Yunqing said. There were only two seats in the back, one for him and one for Liu Jingheng, so Qin Chuyao seemed superfluous.
Liu Jingheng slowly closed her eyes, not having the energy to listen to their bickering.
He was pulled up before six o'clock today and feels a little dizzy now.
I always feel like I've forgotten something.
Liu Jingheng rubbed his eyebrows and couldn't remember. It shouldn't be something very important.
Qin Du, who was sitting in the front car, glanced at his watch and said softly, "Let's go."
Six luxury cars with a total value of over 100 million yuan drove majestically towards their destination in the drizzle under the clear blue-gray sky.
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