Young Master Liu was speechless for a moment when he heard his old man suddenly mention the past events of more than twenty years ago.
Let yourself explain what's going on. How should he explain this?
Should I tell the old man myself that I didn’t actually compose this poem, but copied it myself... and borrowed the poems of a certain senior?
If he explains it like this, then the old man will probably ask himself again, since he is learning from others, who is this person?
In this case, how should I explain myself?
"Uh! Uh! Uh! It's just a random poem written after drinking. It's been so many years, what else is there to study?
Regardless of whether it is Qinhuai River or Jinghu Lake, the content of the poem only needs to match the scene and be full of artistic conception.
And you also said that this is a poem written by this young master after he was drunk. I was already drunk, and more than 20 years have passed. How can I still remember it so clearly?
Old man, if you didn’t mention it, I would almost forget that I had written these poems. "
Liu Zhi'an listened to Young Master Liu's forced explanation, scratched his graying temples with his fingers, and stopped asking any more questions.
"That's right. Poetry, it just needs to be appropriate to the occasion and full of artistic conception."
"Hey, that's right."
"Let's not talk about this poem. Let's continue to talk about returning to our hometown in Jinling. I have already made up my mind about returning my mother and I to our hometown."
Young Master Liu frowned slightly, closed the jade fan in his hand, and turned to look at the old man sitting on the stone bench.
"We can't discuss it any more? The whole family is in the capital, but you and your mother insist on going back to your old house in Jinling. Why bother?"
If you really miss the plants and trees of the old house in Jinling, the worst thing that can happen is that I will immediately ask the officials of the Ministry of Works to dispatch skilled craftsmen to renovate the house to the specifications.
Not to mention replicating our old house in Jinling for you exactly as it is, but at least remodeling it to resemble it so that you and your mother can reminisce about your homesickness. Isn’t that okay? "
After Liu Mingzhi finished speaking, he looked at Liu Zhian expectantly. As long as the old man could be happy, this matter was just a piece of cake for him.
Liu Zhian stood up suddenly, glared at Young Master Liu angrily, and put the teacup in his hand on the table.
"Isn't this fucking nonsense? Wasn't what I just said clear enough?
People get homesick when they grow old, and fallen leaves return to their roots. This is the result I want.
You just remodeled your current mansion to look exactly like the old one in Jinling. What's the use of that? What's the point?
Is Beijing my hometown? Is the capital my roots?
The ancestral grave of our Liu family is in Jinling, and the foundation of our Liu family is in Jinling. This is a fact that cannot be changed no matter what.
So what if the remodeled ones are similar? Not after all.
No, it should be said that my foundation is in Jinling. You bastard has already established your own business, and the capital is your foundation.
You have your own foundation, but you can't stop me from returning to my own home.
Forget it, forget it, can I discuss it with you? I came to you just to inform you, not to discuss with you.
Whether you agree or disagree has nothing to do with me.
I and your mother want to leave. Can you try to stop one of us? I can't beat you to death with a stick, you little bastard.
No matter how strong your wings are, I am still your father. "
Young Master Liu saw Liu Zhi'an cursing, and stretched out his hand to rub his face several times.
"Okay, okay, come back, come back if you want. You are my master's father, you can do whatever you want, can't you do it if I don't care about this young master?
Now that you have made up your mind, I will no longer forcefully stop you. When do you plan to go back?
"Tomorrow, I have already agreed with your mother in the morning, asking her to pack up and leave early tomorrow morning."
How could it be so fast? I won’t stop you from going back, but you have to stay at least for a while, right? "
Liu Zhi'an lowered his head and glanced at the unlit tobacco after installing it, took out the fire breaker, lit the tobacco, and silently puffed out a few puffs of smoke.
"Something happened in a few businesses, and I need to go back and deal with it myself.
All matters in the Liu family business cannot be separated from me, so I and your mother rushed back to Jiangnan.
This is a business matter that cannot be delayed. The Liu family business cannot do without me!
Liu Mingzhi looked at the helplessness on Liu Zhian's face and nodded with a complicated expression.
"Jingyao is expected to give birth a year or two ago. Originally, I was thinking of letting you live with your mother for a few more months. After Jingyao gives birth, she can meet her second great-grandson or great-granddaughter. You guys rush back to Jinling.
However, since there is serious business at hand, I will not say anything more. "
Liu Zhi'an raised his hand and patted Mr. Liu's shoulder gently: "The Liu family business can't live without me just like the world can't live without you. You have to be considerate of my difficulties.
No matter what position you are in, everyone has his own difficulties in life!
Although you look relaxed and relaxed now, you will know when the time comes that your days of dilemma are still to come.
As for what it is, you know it in your heart, I won't explain it clearly. "
When Liu Mingzhi heard the old man's last meaningful words, his face suddenly tightened with melancholy.
Although the old man didn't say it clearly, he already understood what the old man was talking about.
The only thing that can embarrass him is the question of who will pass the throne to.
The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh. It is really a dilemma to pass it on to whom and not to whom.
Liu Mingzhi discussed silently for a moment, and just as he was about to say something, chirping and laughter suddenly came from not far away from the pavilion.
Liu Mingzhi hurriedly suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart and raised his eyes to look at several paths in the garden.
I saw Qi Yun, Qi Ya, Hu Yan Yunyao, sisters Murong Shan, Gu Mo Rongrong...the sisters each carrying a tray, surrounded by their mothers, rushing towards the pavilion talking and laughing.
In front of them were the children under Young Master Liu's knees, jumping and chasing each other and playing with each other.
"Grandpa, daddy."
"Grandpa, Dad."
"Goodbye grandpa, meet daddy."
Liu Zhi'an looked at the grandchildren and granddaughters who were crowding towards him, and hurriedly knelt down on the steps and knocked out the unburnt shreds of tobacco in the pot.
"Hey, dear granddaughter, slow down, don't get hit.
You brats too, please watch your steps and don't fall. "
"Thank you grandpa for your concern."
"The daughters-in-law and sisters have met their father-in-law and their husbands."
"No need for etiquette. I don't have so many vulgar etiquette in my family."
Liu Mingzhi gathered his thoughts, nodded with a slight smile, and took the initiative to greet Mrs. Liu.
"You are all exempt from the gift."
"Thank you, husband."
"mother."
Mrs. Liu looked at the somewhat downcast look in her eldest son's eyes, then glanced at Liu Zhi'an, who was amusing himself with many grandchildren, and she already understood what was going on.
"Hey, it's rare to get together. Don't talk about some unhappy things. Let's sit in the pavilion."
"Well, my child listens to mother. Mother, please go first."
"You're so polite, let's go together."
"Yun'er, you sisters should also put the wine, food and cakes in your hands on the stone table."
"Yes, I, my sister, understand."
"Dad, come and help Lian Niang put up the kite."
"Daddy, I want it too, I want it too."
"Okay, okay, daddy will be there right away."
