Perhaps it was because of the young man's respect that Qin Feng did not choose to deal with this issue.
He followed the young man's gaze towards the tea garden. There were still some raindrops falling from the sky, which turned into white mist on the ground. The white mist enveloped the tea trees so densely.
This scene is indeed beautiful, but you need to calm down to appreciate it.
The young masters in the pavilion couldn't notice it because they were very impetuous, and because I kept my peace in my heart, I didn't realize this beautiful scenery until now.
He thought for a long time, and the young man waited quietly for a long time.
Finally, Qin Feng looked at him with a smile: "I'm sorry to tell you that when it comes to how to make people feel the scenery, words can't compare to photos and paintings. You see what I see, what's shown in photos is different from what's shown in paintings. That’s what I saw at the time, which is called empathy.”
When the young man heard this, his eyes were filled with disappointment.
Since Qin Wuxiang said so, that's it.
He has had few friends since he was a child, and his favorite thing is reading books. Even though he is just an adult, he has read more books than some people will read in a lifetime.
So he likes words, likes good books, and naturally admires writers who can write books.
For example, Qin Wuxiang.
Although Qin Feng got the answer he was not expecting, he still said thank you very respectfully.
"Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet." Seeing his disappointment, Qin Feng shook his head and chuckled and continued: "The charm of words lies in imagination rather than description."
He pointed to his head, "The richer a person's imagination, the greater the charm of words. Photos and paintings can only allow you to see fixed things, but words can allow you to imagine pictures that are far beyond reality!"
"Imagine." The boy muttered the word repeatedly.
Qin Feng turned to look at the tea garden: "If I want to write about rain, I will write how hazy the sky is and how the mist rises in the tea garden; if I want to write about tea, I will write how busy the farmers are and how intoxicated the tea drinkers are. Writing is a process of knowing the subtleties and creating. For me, the beauty it brings far exceeds the sense of reward brought by taking random photos... That sense of reward is fleeting, and as long as someone reads my words, I feel like drinking sweet wine just thinking about it."
The hope in the young man's eyes was rekindled. He solemnly thanked you again, and then said: "I now believe that you are Qin Wuxiang."
"Did I look fake before?" Qin Feng laughed dumbly.
"It is rumored that you are a scumbag with talent but no morals. He only talks to women." The young man did not shy away.
"The rumors may be true or false, and the false parts will be infinitely magnified." Qin Feng expressed sincere emotion, "But the version you heard is a bit too exaggerated."
The young man still wanted to say something, but Chen Yu had already whispered in Qin Feng's ear.
"The things have been delivered. They are at the gate of the manor. Just take them with you when Teacher Qin leaves."
Qin Feng nodded, stood up and glanced at the young man. He wanted to say something, but then he thought that he was not familiar with the other person and there were more important things waiting for him, so he said goodbye and left.
Chen Yu didn't go to send it off. The matter had already been given and someone would naturally take care of it.
The young man surnamed Zhou watched Qin Feng's figure go away on the muddy path, then turned to look at Chen Yu: "Qin Wuxiang said he is your best friend."
"Just polite words." Chen Yu shook his head: "Teacher Qin and my father have been friends for many years. How could I dare to overstep my bounds?"
"But you always knew each other."
The young man was sure that as long as the interpersonal relationship was still here, he would always be able to meet the higher level.
"It's true that seeing is better than hearing a hundred times." He sighed softly: "There is no false scholar under the famous name. Qin Wuxiang is really talented... No one should dislike him, right?"
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On the other side, Qin Feng got the things he asked Chen Yu to prepare and drove to the other suburbs of Gusu City.
From the tea garden to the Wang family's old house, he had to cross the entire city. The moss on the stone steps along the way revealed their simplicity. The green shade on both sides of the commercial street made him feel that it was no different from the commercial district overlooking the sea.
As I drove on, the crowds became sparse. I followed the navigation to a village on the edge of Suzhou City. The moment I saw the horses and sentries, the electronic sound on my phone sounded a reminder that the navigation had ended.
What he saw was a quaint but magnificent house, a southern style that had only been seen in TV series, but there was no trace of it on the map.
This is a house that is not displayed at all on the navigation.
A shallow river separates the houses in the distance from the village. There are sentries at the head of the stone bridge, and there are many people on duty.
When Qin Feng's car arrived at the bridge, it was stopped. As expected, the man on duty came up, knocked on the window, and saluted.
"Please show me your ID."
"Only ID card."
"Just an ID card."
Qin Feng showed them their ID cards. They looked at each other, nodded, moved Juma away, said something on the intercom, and let him pass.
After that, no one stopped Qin Feng along the way, which was somewhat beyond Qin Feng's expectations.
Especially when the car slowly pulled up to the door of the mansion, the door was actually open, which at least meant that there was no chance of rejection, which was good news.
Qin Feng got out of the car and carried his things before someone came up to check on him.
He opened the gift bag and looked at the contents, searched himself to make sure there was no murder weapon, and then politely left.
Qin Feng straightened his clothes, took a deep breath, and walked into the Wang family's door for the first time.
As soon as you enter the door, you will see a yard that is dozens of steps long and wide. An ancient well in the middle is very eye-catching, followed by boxwoods planted around it.
Those boxwoods look like they have been carefully taken care of, and the branches and leaves are trimmed appropriately. It can be seen that the owner has put great care into this courtyard.
But Qin Feng only looked at it for a few times and then withdrew his gaze and looked at the main room with the door open.
An unknown old man was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, looking at him with piercing eyes. He was full of aura, majestic, iron-blooded, and unruffled.
Sitting at the bottom was Wang Renwei, whom he had met before, and on the other side was an unknown middle-aged man.
Qin Feng knew who they were without even thinking.
The most eloquent person in the entire Wang family was looking at him eagerly.
Qin Feng was not timid. He carried his things across the courtyard and entered the main room with his chest raised and his voice loud.
"Hello, Grandpa Wang."
Mr. Wang stared at Qin Feng, and there seemed to be light shining out of his eyes.
Seeing that he was neither humble nor arrogant, Mr. Wang showed no emotion on his face: "You are a guest, please take a seat."
He knocked his pipe on the table and put it aside.
Qin Feng was not polite and went straight to the only empty seat in the room to sit down and put the things in his hands at his feet.
"What do you want to say?" Mr. Wang looked at Qin Feng.
This was the first time the two people talked, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.
When the head of the family spoke, others naturally did not dare to say anything. Both the eldest and the second eldest son listened quietly, and the latter even closed his eyes to rest.
Qin Feng thought for a moment, looked Mr. Wang in the eyes and said, "That's already very polite."
Mr. Wang nodded after hearing this. Although his serious expression did not soften, it could be seen that the hostility was no longer so obvious.
It’s okay, I can tell the good from the bad.
What Qin Feng was talking about was that since he set foot in Gusu, the Wang family only took An Ruo home when they got off the plane, but other than that they had not done anything excessive.
The sentries along the way did not create any difficulties. They were even able to enter this door and sit down to talk. At least they showed enough respect.
Originally, Qin Feng's worst plan was to be shut out and not even allowed in.
"I'm not embarrassing you, it's because of your reputation."
Mr. Wang snorted coldly and slapped his palm on the armrest with a loud sound.
"But don't think that just because you are famous, you can do whatever you want. What you talk about when you enter this door is family matters... It is my granddaughter's lifelong event! I should despise you, but I still despise you. When you leave this door, don't pester An Ruo anymore. , we are in peace."
"If you don't like me, you have to have an excuse." Qin Feng frowned and looked at Mr. Wang: "Besides, I entered this door today and brought a gift. I won't just turn around and go back after hearing a few words from you. !”
"Boy, are you here for taking gunpowder today?" Wang Renwei looked at Qin Feng with an evil look in his eyes: "It is rude to scold a father. This is the textbook principle. It is rude to face my father in front of me. You Is this how generous everyone in this literary world is?"
Wang Laoer still closed his eyes and said nothing, with a leisurely expression, as if he hadn't heard.
"Don't rush."
Mr. Wang waved to stop Wang Renwei's scolding, narrowed his eyes and looked at Qin Feng, and tapped the armrest of the Taishi chair twice with his palm.
"You are very similar to the soldiers I led when I was young. You stabbed each one on the head. You think you are very powerful...but you are a tough guy."
If he was just scared away, Mr. Wang would probably just throw everything out the door.
But if he is willing to hold his neck and ask for clarification, at least he is willing to say a few more words.
"Yes, a contemporary writer who is famous at a young age does have the capital to stand in my room and yell at me. But I have also said before, this is a family matter, no matter whether you are the king of heaven or a stinky beggar, my There will be no difference in attitude.”
Mr. Wang looked at Qin Feng with a calm expression: "I don't agree with you being with my granddaughter. I have already said it once."
"I want to know why you don't agree. I've asked you again." Qin Feng's attitude did not retreat at all.
"Because you have bad character."
"Those scandals about my previous scandals?"
"You should use your self-knowledge at the door. If you are sensible, just don't come to see me... From now on, you won't do anything wrong."
Now Qin Feng finally understood something.
The fact that the Wang family looks down on themselves has nothing to do with their family or background.
Even because of his prestigious status in the literary world, it was considered polite for the Wang family to be able to explain things clearly face to face.
The current situation is a conversation between an old man and a young man——
It's just a grandfather who dotes on his granddaughter. He feels that Qin Wuxiang's character is bad and has bad deeds, and he feels bad that his granddaughter's future will be left in the hands of such a person.
In the past, Qin Feng always thought that everything would be fine once he took care of Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang, because Qin's parents and Qin's mother had been pulling Qin Feng from childhood to adulthood, and they had preconceived ideas.
But he ignored the fact that many people in this world were raised by grandparents and grandparents. The doting and affection between relatives of the next generation is not inferior to that of biological parents.
Wang Anruo and Mr. Wang are such a couple. The girl he loves has grown up little by little under the strong and mighty old man in front of him... That is more than ten years of flesh-and-blood love!
But now, the two people who love Wang Anruo most in the world are incompatible with each other.
Qin Feng understood the current situation and Mr. Wang's attitude, so his originally tough attitude softened.
In terms of emotion and reason, I am at fault in this matter.
Because in the few years when he first obtained the system, he had indeed hunted countless women because of the life-threatening point problem, and was forced to run between women.
This is an unchangeable fact.
I can understand a little bit if my family looks down on me.
"I have never done anything to be sorry for An Ruo." Qin Feng thought for a while and decided to change his image, "I am also serious about my feelings for An Ruo, and I am upright in this matter! "
Wang Renwei frowned and said before the old man could speak: "It's just a one-sided statement. If you say you haven't done it before, then you haven't done it before?"
Without waiting for Qin Feng to refute, Wang Laoer opened his eyes leisurely, looked at his eldest brother and said with a smile: "Don't you believe the information I checked? You had to read those things first before I sent them to my eldest niece."
"It's okay for my family to talk behind closed doors. Are you going to help outsiders today in front of my father?!" Wang Renwei glared at his second brother.
Wang Laoer shook his head slightly: "I only recognize the facts in black and white, and I also know that slander is illegal."
Qin Feng was stunned. He didn't expect that the Wang family would start a quarrel.
But on the other hand, Mr. Wang seemed not surprised at all when his two sons quarreled.
Wang Renwei insisted that Qin Feng's bad deeds were unforgivable. No matter how innocent the Wang family's son-in-law was, he could not have affairs with more than ten women at the same time at most. Such a bad past was like a nail, and even if the nail was pulled out, the traces would not go away. !
Wang Laoer has always emphasized that although Qin Feng is carefree, he never compromises on the bottom line. Even if you don't believe Qin Feng, you should believe the information you checked. The information is the truth.
By the end of the quarrel, both of them seemed to have forgotten that Mr. Wang was still there.
"Dad is still here, brother, don't make me scold you!"
"It seems that the limitations of a father and mother have come into play. Brother, do you still know that dad has not gone out? Dad already said that the visitor is a guest. Is it inappropriate to talk about others in front of the guests?"
After a round of verbal exchanges, both of them frowned and stopped.
After calming down, they all looked at Mr. Wang, who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair in the middle, with a guilty conscience.
If this guy gets angry, the yard will be turned upside down!
"Get out and come back in after the quarrel is over."
Mr. Wang just picked up the tobacco on the Eight Immortals table, rolled a local cigarette, lit it and took a long puff, closed his eyes and stopped talking.
Seeing him smoking, Qin Feng finally knew from whom Uncle Wang learned to smoke.
It's almost carved from the same mold.
The Wang brothers have long been accustomed to being scolded by the old man. Even saying "get out" is not considered a sign of anger in their ears. It's just that the father wanted to be quiet, so they got up and walked out of the house.
The two of them stood in front of the ancient well, one on each side, not looking at each other. Their breath could be smelled from a distance. It seemed that these two old foxes never wrote their emotions on their faces, only when they were fighting in the den. Really gritted his teeth.
Mr. Wang was not surprised at all. They had been fighting and grabbing things since they were young, and it hadn't changed in decades.
When you were young, you used to fight for toys and straight wooden sticks. When you grow up, it’s time to fight for family property.
Qin Feng still sat in the chair and looked at Mr. Wang. After thinking for a moment, he stood up and said, "I'll go out for a walk too."
Mr. Wang closed his eyes and didn't answer. His attitude towards Qin Feng is very complicated now... Generally speaking, he doesn't like it, so naturally he won't look at him seriously.
He would be so unhappy with any man who wanted to kidnap his precious granddaughter.
What's more, Qin Wuxiang is too romantic.
He had been young and romantic, but when he got old he wanted to find a more down-to-earth man for his granddaughter to live in, and he didn't want his eldest daughter to suffer a disadvantage.
It's a bit of a double standard. Then I thought about it. People's hearts are full of flesh. Who doesn't want his granddaughter to find a man who is worthy of trust and has a clean foundation?
Seeing that Qin Feng was still somewhat famous, Mr. Wang waved his hand, meaning you can do whatever you want.
The politeness is quite polite, and it is as polite as the Wang family treats a person in the literary world.
If it doesn't work, you must not do it. Don't even think about it with An Ruo.
If it weren't for the fact that the second child had some skills and the information found proved that Qin Feng had never engaged in promiscuity, it would have been possible for Mr. Wang to have a falling out with the number one contemporary writer on the spot.
After exiting the main room, Qin Feng also broke the deadlock between the two half-century-old brothers.
Qin Feng raised his hands to Wang Renwei and said, "Uncle, you are fine."
Wang Renwei glanced at Qin Feng and shook his head: "Just call me Mr. Wang!"
After saying that, he walked away and seemed to have no intention of going back to the main room.
Qin Feng looked at his back and vaguely realized that this uncle was also resisting his interactions with An Ruo from the bottom of his heart... Why is this?
An Ruo wasn't someone he watched grow up, so how could he be so attentive?
But now was not the time to think about this. He turned to look at Wang Laoer and cupped his hands again.
Wang Laoer smiled warmly, reminding Qin Feng of someone——
Wang Anchuan.
As expected of a father and son.
"What do you call it?" Having learned from the past, Qin Feng did not dare to speak rashly.
Wang Laoer smiled even more kindly: "If you don't mind, please call me your second uncle."
Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, he was so kind and he acquiesced to something.
Combined with the quarrel between the two brothers in the room just now, he felt that the other party seemed to be speaking for him?
Shouldn't the Wang family hold a family meeting today to jointly denounce their past misdeeds?
Wang Laoer glanced at the old man who was sitting on the Taishi chair in the main room smoking. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the side courtyard: "I'll show you around. I'm tired of seeing you. You should be surprised. Go back and write a travel note and send it out. , let me pay my respects."
The Wang family's mansion occupies a large area, but some courtyards are inconvenient for outsiders to enter, so Wang Laoer could only lead Qin Feng around the rockeries.
The landscapes and stone forests are exquisitely decorated, needless to say the level of gardens in Suzhou. The craftsmanship passed down by skilled folk craftsmen is no worse than that of the ancient royal family. Some of the tile paintings on the walls, such as the Picture of the Eight Immortals and the Five Sons Offering Their Birthdays, are full of rich rural atmosphere. The scent is well combined, beautiful and earthy.
"The yard is getting old." Wang Laoer sighed as he walked: "Dad is also getting old, so many things are easy to get into trouble."
Qin Feng followed behind and listened quietly.
"For example, when it comes to recruiting a son-in-law, he loves his granddaughter the most and is very picky, but his background and money are not considered. The first time I learned that An Ruo had a boyfriend, and when I learned from Rengui that you were a TV station employee , the old man said that he thought it was very rare for him to be in this situation, but he drank half a glass more than usual that night... As my elder brother said, he drank half a glass more that day when he was with me."
That said, at least the old man and Boss Wang didn't object much at that time.
"It seems that the staff are more lovable than the writers." Qin Feng frowned in confusion: "I thought that only our hometown of Confucius and Mencius would value the establishment. No matter how good the gifts are during the holidays, they are not as good as the rice, flour, grain and oil distributed by the unit, but I don't know that Gusu Also like this."
"Then you're wrong." Wang Laoer chuckled, stretched out his hand to push up his gold-rimmed glasses, and said very elegantly, "Of course it's good to be a writer. A famous writer like you is even better. Who wouldn't like a capable person? ? Let alone the number one scholar in this field. Jiangnan has produced many talented people since ancient times. People like you should have been born in Gusu."
Qin Feng was silent for a long time and sighed softly: "Since it is not a profession, it is because of the rumors about me before."
"Nine falsehoods and one truth, but in the end there is one element of truth...it's a pity."
Wang Laoer said it was a pity, but he didn't mean it. It was obvious that he didn't care about this.
Regardless of Qin Feng's past, it has nothing to do with his rumored romance.
Qin Feng then asked what he wanted to ask: "Why did the second uncle help me so that the brothers quarreled and fell out? When we first met, Wang Anchuan and I only had a friendship over a meal... I can't figure it out."
"Because I am a businessman." Wang Laoer chuckled: "Business talks."
"for example?"
"The eldest brother is too suppressed by the black hat and is pedantic. He is the last person in this family who wants you and An Ruo to have a relationship, because he is afraid that your career will be implicated because of your misdeeds. If you and An Ruo really get together, someone wants to suppress him. It would be enough for him to just reveal some dirty information about you during his critical period... Brother is so understanding that he doesn't even think about hiding it."
Wang Laoer paused and continued: "Where's dad? You value my eldest niece too much and care about her. You actually want to shut out a talented person like you... What a loss?"
"My father doesn't like those actors, and to be honest, I don't like them either. They are still under the merchants, and they are all paid for. But the literati are different. Since ancient times, talented literati have been the first choice for big businessmen to recruit their sons-in-law... The ancients were no stupider than us."
Wang Laoer said with a smile: "If you really want to choose a son-in-law for An Ruo, you are the most suitable one. You are neither an official nor a businessman, a scholar...ah, a scholar!"
After Wang Laoer said this, his smile became even wider, and he shook his head helplessly: "Times have changed, and sticking to the old rules is a dead end."
Qin Feng was silent for a long time and looked up at him: "Does the second uncle trust me that I have never done anything wrong to An Ruo, or does he think that my identity is the most suitable candidate?"
Wang Laoer barely hesitated and blurted out: "My niece's affairs have nothing to do with me. It's not like I watched her grow up. To be honest, only the old man and Rengui care about her happiness or not, neither my eldest brother nor I care."
It was very straightforward, but Qin Feng was not surprised at all.
After Wang Laoer said this, he kept observing Qin Feng's expression and found that he was mentally prepared, but he was slightly surprised.
"You seem to have known what I was thinking."
"I didn't know it earlier, but after chatting, I understood it." Qin Feng said with a smile: "My uncle is a politician, my second uncle, you are a businessman... They are both pure."
Wang Laoer was stunned when he heard this, then reached out and patted Qin Feng on the shoulder, admiring him very much: "You can teach me."
Qin Feng stretched out his hand with a sincere look: "But no matter how you say it, thank you, second uncle, for being willing to help me and An Ruo."
Wang Laoer also extended his hand, his eyes narrowed under the gold frame: "It's a pleasure to cooperate."
(End of chapter)
