Dongfang Mingfu picked up his daughter who was kneeling on the ground:
"Get up, get up, cry and cry, what a shame."
He looked at Pei Mengqing again: "Who is this?"
"I am Pei Mengqing, Senior Sister Xiaoyu's junior student. This time I am here to obey the teacher's order and follow Senior Sister Xiaoyu to conduct data research for the graduation article. I take the liberty of disturbing you, but I also ask Uncle Haihan."
"Well, he is indeed a young talent from Yanzhou University. He is truly a talented person."
"Thank you uncle for the compliment. I really don't dare to take it seriously. Senior Sister Xiaoyu is much better than me."
In other people's homes, helping and praising other people's children is a basic skill to please.
By the way, Pei Mengqing can also use this to observe Dongfang Mingfu's reaction.
From the current situation, it seems that the descriptions of Dongfang Mingfu and Xiaori do not match.
Xiaori is trustworthy, and what it sees may not be false. Then there are several situations.
Pei Mengqing quickly analyzed in her mind, one of which was that Dongfang Mingfu was controlled by others during the day, but he was controlled by himself when he returned home at night, but he didn't know anything about what happened during the day.
The second is that the Dongfang Mingfu that Xiaori saw during the day was not the same person as the current one. Someone stole Dongfang Mingfu's memory and faked it.
The third possibility is that Dongfang Mingfu is still controlled by others and will remain the same until the final plan is implemented, just to avoid exposing clues as much as possible, so "Dongfang Mingfu" will go home as little as possible.
As for whether the real Dongfang Mingfu is still alive, Pei Mengqing's intuition is that he is indeed alive.
When he heard the praise for his daughter, Dongfang Mingfu pulled out a stiff smile: "Hahaha, there's no need to praise her, lest she raise her tail to the sky."
"Okay, let's chat. Let's talk after eating. If we don't eat, the food will get cold."
"That's right, Mrs. Thank you for your hard work." Dongfang Mingfu still smiled the same way, but the sky was dim and others couldn't see clearly.
The group of people entered the dining room. There was an outsider named Pei Mengqing. After some more greetings, they took their seats.
Dongfang Xiaoyu secretly looked at Pei Mengqing, who nodded to her invisibly. Dongfang Xiaoyu relaxed a lot and started chatting with her father.
We haven’t seen each other for half a year, so naturally there are many things to talk about.
"I still remember when I was a child, other children looked down on me when they saw that I was a girl. I beat them all to tears. The private school teacher held me accountable, but my father said that it was the other children who were wrong first. Speak for me. The private school teacher is not as knowledgeable as my father. He said But my father was so angry that his beard became crooked."
Dongfang Xiaoyu talked about a past event in her childhood, laughing so hard that tears came out of her eyes.
"No, you girl is more violent than men. You won't be able to get married in the future. Don't bother me at home every day!"
Xiaoyu's mother also cheered, smiling equally happily.
Dongfang Mingfu rarely returns home these days, and Dongfang Xiaoyu is studying abroad. Xiaoyu's mother manages such a big family by herself, so it is understandable that she feels lonely. Now her husband is back for dinner, and her daughter is on vacation from school, and she has brought back a handsome young man. It's strange that Xiaoyu's mother is unhappy.
"Oh, how could you curse your daughter like this!" Xiaoyu said angrily.
“If you don’t want to be an old orphan in the future, just hold on to the people in front of you~”
Xiaoyu's mother joked, looking at Pei Mengqing like she was looking at her son-in-law, the more she looked at her, the more satisfied she became.
"Don't talk nonsense, this is my junior brother!" Xiaoyu blushed. She and Pei Mengqing were not familiar with each other, so how could she joke randomly, "Speaking of which, where did I go to private school?"
"My mother is old and I can't remember it clearly." Xiaoyu's mother thought for a while but couldn't remember it.
"Dad, do you remember? It was probably when I was eight or nine years old. Where did our family come from? We hadn't come to Liangzhou County at that time."
Dongfang Mingfu held chopsticks in his hands and mechanically put the food into his mouth.
When he heard this question, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly and he mumbled twice:
"I can't remember exactly."
It's Pingyuan County, Dongfang Xiaoyu lamented in her heart.
When Dongfang Mingfu was in Pingyuan County, he followed the current magistrate Zhang Guangyi as the magistrate of Pingyuan County. At that time, the Zhou Dynasty was not long established. Dongfang Mingfu was young and promising, and he followed Zhang Guangyi to govern Pingyuan County in an orderly manner.
Because of his meritorious service in governance, Dongfang Mingfu also followed Zhang Guangyi and was praised by the then governor of Yanzhou.
At that time, Zhang Guangyi and Dongfang Mingfu, the two partners, had a promising future because of their meritorious service in running the county. Moreover, the people in the county were grateful to the two. The Dongfang family also benefited from it, and they lived happily every day and were very prosperous.
How could you not remember it?
As far as the end is concerned, I don’t ask Dongfang Mingfu as his father, but how can I not remember the most proud time in my political career?
If Zhang Guangyi hadn't confessed his crime later, he probably wouldn't have been demoted to Liangzhou County, and his official career would have been hopeless.
"Another time, I remember that I wanted to ride a horse, so I ran to the county government office to find my father. Brother Li also helped me find my father, but my father did not allow me to ride a horse. He said that if something happened in the county, the county soldiers and arresters would have to let me go. The head was rushed there on horseback and could not be occupied. I didn’t understand it at the time and was crying and fussing in the yamen.”
"Yes, your father still blamed me for not taking care of you. Afterwards, didn't he rent a horse from a merchant and take you for a ride outside the city?"
Xiaoyu's mother also lamented that time flies by quickly. In the blink of an eye, her children have grown up, and she and her father have become old.
Dongfang Mingfu still kept the action of picking up vegetables, but his wrists were shaking a little, and there was a trace of tears on his expressionless face.
"Dad, why are you crying?" Dongfang Xiaoyu felt sad.
"It's okay, I just feel a little nostalgic because of the memories brought back by you and your mother."
Dongfang Mingfu wiped away his tears and returned to his calm expression of being unfazed.
Xiaoyu's mother still thought that her husband was trying to keep himself calm and did not want to lose face in front of the younger generation, so she did not expose it.
Pei Mengqing was having a hard time eating next to her. Looking at Xiaoyu's mother who looked happy, Dongfang Xiaoyu who pretended to be happy but was sad inside, and Dongfang Mingfu who was expressionless but still shed tears for the past, he felt sad.
"Um, sorry, I'm going out for a while."
Pei Mengqing said hello without saying it clearly, but everyone agreed that he was going to the toilet.
Back in her room, Pei Mengqing called Ju Ju out and told Ju Ju what she saw and heard at the dinner table:
"Brother Ju Ju, in this case, does Uncle Dongfang still have a chance to be rescued?"
Juju lowered his head and turned around on the table a few times:
"It's not sure yet. Maybe it's just an instinctive reaction of the remaining consciousness. The happiness in the past temporarily stimulated the remaining consciousness, causing Dongfang Mingfu's body to react instinctively."
"Well... the door to the dining room is open. Please help me take a look when the time comes."
"Okay, but don't have high hopes."
Thinking of Dongfang Xiaoyu's performance, Juju couldn't help but sigh.
