Han Man arranged her husband's clothes and then looked at her son.
Wang Qingyun said helplessly: "Mom, my clothes are neat."
"Why, my son got the first place in the country. Mom is happy today. Look at you, you're not happy yet." Han Man pouted proudly.
She never thought that her son really got high marks in the exam and was the number one scholar in the country. When he returned home this time, she could slap the old man in the face and make him always say that he was delayed in letting Qingyun go to Yangqian. Just think about it. happy.
The plane slid through a beautiful arc in the sky and landed smoothly at Gyeonggi International Airport.
Following the shuttle bus to the exit, my uncle Han Fuqiang, wearing a long brown short-sleeved shirt, waved.
When they met, Han Fuqiang picked up Wang Qingyun and slapped him hard on the face: "You brat, the top pick in the country, with a long face!"
"Hey, uncle, be humble and modest."
Seeing the document bag in Wang Qingyun's hand, Han Fuqiang reached out to take it. Wang Qingyun declined: "Uncle, this is a gift for grandpa."
"Stingy!"
The family did not discuss business matters when they met. On the way there, neither Han Fuqiang nor Wang Bingyi mentioned the matter that caused a lot of quarrel in the world yesterday.
呲——
The car stopped safely at the entrance of the Han family compound.
It has red walls and green tiles, an old-fashioned gate, and two weather-beaten but still delicate and very majestic stone lions at the door.
It is close to the State Council, less than ten minutes' drive away in a straight line. It is a standard official private land, convenient for office work and is built like the Forbidden City.
Wang Qingyun was stunned for a moment when he saw the red wall. How many people have worked hard all their lives, let alone, they don't even have a chance to meet. To put it bluntly, a casual word from the people living here is enough to cause huge shocks in the Yan Kingdom.
Entering the door and passing the screen, there is a spacious courtyard. There are several graceful sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted in the courtyard. An old man wearing a black round hat and a dark red Tang suit is sitting on a couch and taking a nap.
Han Man's eyes suddenly filled with mist, and his father became even thinner.
Han Fuqiang didn't speak and stood quietly at the back. If he remembered correctly, when he left, the old man was still watching TV in the room, lecturing his second brother not to mess around.
Hearing that he was coming to pick up his little sister, he ran to the yard to enjoy the shade. He missed his daughter but couldn't bear to lose face. He was really an old naughty boy.
Wang Bingyi was the first to speak: "Dad, Xiaoman and I brought Qingyun to see you."
The old man on the couch stiffened for a moment, stretched out his thin hand, and took away the small hat covering his face, revealing a face like tree bark, covered with age spots.
Han Zhongyong looked at his daughter whom he hadn't seen for a long time, clenched his palms, and said coldly and stubbornly: "Why, are you willing to come see me, an old immortal, today?"
Han Fuqiang smiled bitterly: "Dad!"
"Shut up, I haven't settled your account yet." Grandpa's eyes narrowed, and the murderous aura accumulated on the battlefield suddenly erupted, like a sleeping lion waking up and revealing its murderous aura.
Wang Bingyi noticed the old man's criticism, and his face became more respectful. He stepped forward and said, "Dad, it's my fault for not bringing Xiaoman back more often. Today is your birthday, don't be angry."
Han Fuqiang glanced at his son-in-law. He seemed to be enlightened recently and was doing big things one after another. He had a lot of eyes on him in Gyeonggi and Yangqian.
Han Man originally wanted to slap the old man in the face, but when he saw his father's old appearance, he couldn't say what he had been thinking about for a long time.
Wang Qingyun stepped forward and took his grandpa's hand: "Grandpa, my mother talks about you every day at home, saying she is afraid that you will talk about her, otherwise she would have brought me here often to eat."
Han Fuqiang then moved his eyes away from his daughter Han Man and focused on Wang Qingyun.
"You're good. Help grandpa up."
As soon as Wang Qingyun laid hands with him, he knew that his grandfather's body was actually much healthier than what he saw. It was just that he was born thin and made him feel weak at all times.
Han Man stepped forward from behind and took his father's other hand. Han Zhongyong did not refuse. His little daughter had always been his sweetheart. In fact, he felt guilty about what happened back then, but he was me, how could he admit that he was wrong.
The mother and son led the old man into the inner room, where they were busy arranging tables, chairs and benches, washing vegetables and cutting meat.
Aunt Qin Shufang saw the old man coming in, with people supporting him on the left and right, and the corners of her mouth curled up. This was the old man's big gift today.
A trace of jealousy flashed in the eyes of the second aunt Gu'e, focusing on Wang Qingyun. Her son also took the college entrance examination this year and his score was good, more than 560, which is considered good among his peers. But compared with Wang Qingyun, Yun The difference between mud has become a foil.
I heard from my husband that Wang Bingyi had recently solved a major case and might be promoted. He used to be the director of the local public security bureau, but how could he accomplish such a big thing all of a sudden? Thinking about it, Gu E felt a little uncomfortable.
After everyone said hello, exchanged pleasantries, and helped the old man sit down, Wang Qingyun left the room, leaving the space for his parents and the old man, while he came out.
"Qingyun, come here quickly." The uncle in the distance waved, and Wang Qingyun came over.
"Let's go, I'll take you to meet your second uncle."
The two of them turned around the back room and walked around to the ancestral hall at the back.
Walking up the nine steps paved with bluestone, a man in black is kneeling on the ground to offer incense. On the ancestral hall is the Han family shrine, which contains the spiritual tablets of the ancestors. Under the spiritual tablets are four fruits and several The futons are stacked neatly on one side, with burning lanterns on both sides. On the left side, it says, "A hall of benevolent virtues, a dragon and a prosperous people", and on the right side, it says, "Thousands of years of loyalty and filial piety, Yanlin Kejia."
Looking at the back of the black-clothed figure, Wang Qingyun asked: "Uncle, uncle, what's going on?"
Han Fuqiang was in his forties, but he still looked like a child, gloating and snickering: "He was tricked and just punished. Your grandpa made him kneel in the ancestral hall for three hours."
The second uncle heard a voice behind him and looked at his eldest brother and Wang Qingyun. His face turned red and he said angrily: "Brother, why do you bring your children to a place like this!"
There was both helplessness and shyness in his words. Even his own son had never seen him in such embarrassment.
Han Fuqiang led Wang Qingyun into the ancestral hall: "I brought Qingyun to offer incense to the ancestors. After all, he is also Xiaoman's son. This kind of thing can be regarded as honoring the lintel. You kneel down slowly without delay."
"Hello, second uncle."
Han Junwei glared at his eldest brother. Even at his age, he still teases himself. He doesn't act like an eldest brother at all.
After laying the incense, Han Fuqiang handed over a futon, two people sat on it, one person knelt down, and talked about Han Junwei being tricked.
Han Junwei had recently been promoted to the Ministry of National Defense. He originally wanted to invite his colleagues to drink to celebrate, but someone secretly brought a few bottles of 50-year-old Yellow River Daqu worth 300,000 yuan. After drinking until he was happy, someone reported the bribery with his real name. Although he misunderstood the explanation afterwards Yes, but this celebration banquet turned into a joke.
When Han Junwei came home, the old man choked him to death by saying, "If a fly doesn't bite, there will be no eggs."
"Second uncle, who is behind this?"
My uncle Han Fuqiang took over the conversation: "Who else could it be? Our Han family's old enemy, the Liu family. The person who picked up the drinks that day has resigned and is now enjoying a high salary in the Liu family's real estate company."
Wang Qingyun's heart sank, by the way, the Liu family, he had even forgotten, the old enemies of the Han family!
It was even more difficult to convince grandpa this time, because the Liu family had always supported him.
Three hours later, Han Junwei let out an ouch and collapsed on the ground.
"Boss, don't laugh. It's really uncomfortable as you get older."
Han Fuqiang laughed: "I'm not afraid. If the old man wants to deal with me, I will go abroad and he will calm down when he comes back. But you, you can't run away, you are pitiful."
After glaring at the heartless elder brother, Han Junwei stood up with Wang Qingyun's help.
The three of them walked out of the ancestral hall and happened to meet the second aunt who came to call someone.
Seeing Wang Qingyun walking out of the ancestral hall, Gu E felt even more unhappy. Her own son had not even gone to the ancestral hall to offer incense, so why could Wang Qingyun, an outsider, do it?
"Brother, the old man is calling you."
"Ah, okay, I'll go right away." Han Fuqiang froze and trotted forward. The old man wouldn't have thought that he was going to be punished.
As Han Fuqiang left, Gu E immediately said: "Qingyun, I heard that you suddenly broke out in this exam and scored more than 700 points in one go. My little tiger has been studying well and only scored more than 500 points. You have No sudden outburst of experience sharing?”
Oh, I don’t bother people, but someone else comes to mess with me?
Wang Qingyun glanced at his second uncle who was silent next to him, and after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. After all, his eldest uncle and his second uncle had been good to his family since he was a child. It was just a few words of ridicule, and he didn't care.
"Second Auntie, you are joking. It's all luck. There is no chance of any explosion."
When Gu E saw Wang Qingyun's cowardice, she became more sure of her thoughts. She felt that Wang Qingyun was cheating. The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. She had caught a huge scandal.
"Qingyun, as your elder, I still have to talk to you about some things. The most important thing in life is to be upright and not to engage in crooked ways. If one day is exposed, not only will you be embarrassed, but your family will be implicated."
"Yes, my aunt is right, I will definitely remember it in the future." Han Junwei was not very good, so he pulled his wife and motioned her not to talk too much.
Gu E shook off his hand and snorted coldly: "Why, I am not allowed to educate Qingyun?"
"Second uncle, second aunt, I'm a little hungry. I'll go to the kitchen first." Wang Qingyun pulled away and left.
Seeing Wang Qingyun striding away, Gu E looked at her man: "Look, he's not big or small, and he doesn't know any manners. What did you do to me just now? You allowed him to lie, but you didn't allow me to say a few words? "
"How can you say Qingyun cheated?"
Gu E put her hands on her hips: "Have you ever seen anyone who went from last in the class to first in the country in just one month? Can you guarantee that Wang Qingyun didn't cheat? I won't tell you, you just doted on him and did this I don’t dare to admit it!”
Han Junwei wanted to deny it, but as his wife said, such a horrific outbreak like Wang Qingyun's has never been seen or heard. Is it true?
Unlike Han Fuqiang, Han Junwei has seen Wang Qingyun's methods. His understanding of this nephew is still the same as last year.
Seeing that her husband was not sure, Gu E snorted coldly: "He'd better calm down later, otherwise, I want him to look good!"
The sun was setting in the west, and soon it was time to eat.
It wasn't until a quarter of an hour before dinner that the old man, Han Fuqiang, Han Man, and Wang Bingyi finished their conversation in the back room and walked out.
As soon as the old man came out, the quiet courtyard suddenly became lively.
Those carrying the benches carried the benches, those carrying the dishes carried the dishes, and those holding the vinegar dishes were busy in a huddle.
"Qingyun, come here and sit next to grandpa." Han Zhongyong glanced around and waved to Wang Qingyun with a smile. He hadn't smiled so heartily in a long time.
"Here we come, grandpa."
His own son can only sit at the small table, so why can Wang Qingyun sit at the big table? In this kind of family, seating is equivalent to status. His son was selected based on his ability, so he is much better than this kind of liar.
Gu E pulled Wang Qingyun halfway and smiled at the old man: "Dad, Qingyun should sit at the small table. After all, he is a junior."
Everyone was shocked, and even Han Qianghu, Gu'e's son next to him, was stunned. Is his mother trying to hurt his grandfather in front of everyone?
"What, my words are useless?" Han Zhongyong looked at Gu E with undeniable toughness in his eyes.
Everyone looked at Gu E. The old man's words were loud and clear, and a cold wind quietly swept across everyone's backs.
Wang Qingyun pulled away his second aunt's hand and walked straight towards his grandpa. Was his second aunt too embarrassed to see his position clearly? How dare he make his grandpa unhappy in this situation. Just sit down and have a meal together. What will happen if Gu'e continues to make trouble?
Jealousy flashed in Gu'e's eyes, and she stared at Wang Qingyun's back. Why was it that the person sitting next to the old man was not her son? The resources in the hands of the old man were limited, and his health was getting worse day by day. After a hundred years, what will happen to the Han family? Whoever makes the decision depends not only on the second generation, but also on the third generation.
No matter what happens today, Wang Qingyun, a liar, cannot be allowed to compare with his son. He must be exposed!
