Chapter 85

I had a meal at Aunt Wang's house and some fruits. When I left, uncle Cui stuffed him with a small jar of pickled vegetables, because Qi Yan boasted that the pickled vegetables were delicious at noon.

Uncle Cui is from Sichuan Province. Kimchi is pickled in the old jar. This small jar of kimchi is installed separately, so that it will not taste bad and can last longer.

"Xiao Qi," Aunt Wang stuffed another piece of bacon to Qi Yan and said it earnestly, "Take good care of yourself. Recently, several people with unknown whereabouts have come to our community. Although you don't know what they want to do, you'd better not live here. I think the good-looking young man of the cen family is very lucky. It's good for you to stay with him if you have nothing."

As the saying goes, near Zhu Zechi, people with good luck are the same.

Uncle Cui frowned unhappily. Whose young man is particularly good-looking and handsome when he was young?

Qi Yan couldn't help laughing when he saw Uncle Cui's expression: "aunt, I definitely hold his thigh and don't let go. Don't worry about me."

"I think I'm willing to give up this heart," Aunt Wang said with a knife mouth and bean curd heart. "If I hadn't had some friendship with your master in the early years, I wouldn't bother to care about you. If you were my apprentice, I would beat you bald."

Qi Yan shrunk his shoulders and made a look of fear, which made both old people laugh.

"OK, you should go back earlier," Aunt Wang looked down from the window. "The strangers downstairs should be the people sent to protect you?"

Qi Yan looked at the window and nodded: "one is the bodyguard arranged by the cen family for me, and the others should be people from the special group."

"Special group..." Aunt Wang nodded, "like their style of doing things."

Qi Yan saw Aunt Wang's expression. He should know the existence of the special group.

When Qi Yan left Aunt Wang's house and entered the elevator, there were two old ladies in Yangko suits. I don't know if it was because he was stimulated by Aunt Wang's secret identity. Now he can't help but wonder at the bottom of his heart that these ordinary looking old people may be secret experts?

Unfortunately, until the elevator stopped on the first floor, he didn't see anything strange about the two old ladies. They were both lucky ladies who faced peace and could spend their old age in peace.

"Master Qi," Zhao Li saw Qi Yan come out and opened the door for him. "I received the news from the Yellow River. Yuan Chongan came home this afternoon and said he wanted to see you. If you don't want to meet the yuan family, you can avoid them for the time being."

"I can only avoid it for a while. I don't see him today. I always want to see him tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I can't let an old man in his 70s and 80s sit and wait all the time," Qi Yan was a little tired of the entanglement of the yuan family. "He wasn't in the hospital. How did he leave the hospital?"

Zhao Li smiled at the speech. He really didn't know that.

"It's said that he was seriously ill and hospitalized by Yuan Hengyu. I'm afraid it's half true and half false. It's true that he was ill. Only the yuan family knows how serious it is." Qi Yan sneered. If yuan Chongan didn't show his illness more seriously, how could he be indifferent to Yuan Hengyu's affairs and spread it? It will inevitably be said that the yuan family can abandon their own nephew in order to please the cen family, although this nephew is not a good thing.

But now it's different. Yuan Hengyu almost died when he put yuan Chongan into the hospital. It's normal for the yuan family not to help yuan Hengyu. If such a person puts him on others and doesn't beat him, it's even about relatives, let alone helping him.

Qi Yan didn't like to see these calculations. He was bored and disgusted. When he got into the car, he put the old jar of pickled vegetables and bacon sent by Aunt Wang, "go back."

Zhao Li admired master Qi. Even if the heavenly king Lao Tzu came, he still had an expression.

Yuan Chongan and Yuan Pengye and sun sat on the sofa and had drunk three cups of tea from the cen family. Yuan Peng even brazenly borrowed the cen family's toilet once. However, even if the atmosphere was so embarrassing, Yuan Chongan didn't speak. If he left, Yuan Peng was extremely embarrassed, but when he saw his grandfather like this, he could only sit with him.

CEN Qiusheng knew why yuan Chongan came here, but he didn't want to take this message. He just pulled yuan Chongan to talk about flowers, grass, weather and delicious food. No matter what yuan Chongan said, he just didn't let go.

Yuan Chongan saw that Cen Qiusheng, the old fox, was unwilling to take the words. Finally, he gritted his teeth and tore the last layer of face: "old Cen, tell me the truth. How can master Qi be willing to help?"

"Chong'an, we have been friends for half a lifetime. If I could help you, I would have helped you. Can your family run back and forth like this?" Cen Qiusheng was embarrassed, "You don't know how important master Qi's identity is. He's not a guest of our family, but a distinguished guest of our family. When did you see the master ask you to do something? We Cen family can't do this."

The words sounded euphemistic. In fact, they gave yuan Chongan a soft slap. They just didn't tell yuan Chongan directly that our Cen family can't do such immoral things. Don't force him to do immoral things based on their friendship in their early years.

Yuan Peng's face was livid when he heard the speech. If he hadn't been a younger generation, he would have dropped his tea cup and left.

"Dad." when Cen Baihe came home, he saw the yuan family's parents and grandchildren. He nodded to them with a cold attitude. All the people in the Manchu Empire know that the fifth master of the cen family is cold, but he is very cultured in dealing with people. Such very rude behavior is still rare at ordinary times.

Yuan Peng was not sure whether Cen Baihe was dissatisfied with Yuan Hengyu's calculation and angered the whole yuan family, or because of something else, but Cen Baihe was sure that he had a grudge against them.

When things got to this point, he really hated uncle yuan Hengyu, but it had happened. It was useless to say more.

CEN Qiusheng didn't seem to see the impolite behavior of his youngest son. Moreover, as an old father of nearly 70, he couldn't find fault with his youngest son of nearly 30 in front of people outside.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Yuan Chongan, who boasted of being thick skinned, also felt a fever on his face.

The most hateful thing is that the atmosphere has been so embarrassing. The cen fifth master didn't know what to think. He sat down next to him and didn't mean to leave. Yuan Peng is going crazy. Don't you always look at our yuan family? What are you doing here now? Why are you so free?

With Cen Baihe sitting here, the atmosphere among the people suddenly changed from sub cold zone climate to polar ice field climate, so people don't know how to speak at all.

Finally, Yuan Chongan, an old fox, had a thick skin. He stubbornly held Cen Baihe's eyes at the roadside stone and said, "Lao Cen, I'm not embarrassing you, but now I have to send it. If master Qi is unwilling to help, not only can I die, but even the whole yuan family's transportation road will fall."

"Look at what you said. Master Qi can be so powerful. He has already become a billionaire. He doesn't need to help people look at Feng Shui." Cen Qiusheng smiled, "Besides, in these times, how can you put the fate of a family on the feng shui of a shady house? You are good at everything, but you are too superstitious. I think your grandson is very good. If you have a grandson, why should you worry about these things that haven't happened? It's really worrying."

When Yuan Chongan heard this, he almost didn't buckle the tea in his hand to Cen Qiusheng's face. You told others not to be superstitious. When your son was in bad health, you invited any master. Just let him stay in the hospital and die.

But he could only think about it in his heart, and he didn't dare to show it at all.

"Also, I think you worry too much all day. We are all in our 70s and 80s. We don't care what the younger generation do. Our children and grandchildren have their own blessings. We have nothing to drink tea, play chess, go to see opera and dance dramas. We have cultivated our sentiment and body and mind. What's wrong with you?"

Yuan Chongan almost collapsed. His children are filial, capable and worry-free. Great?!

Well, it's amazing. At least he doesn't dare to live as easily as Cen Qiusheng. Even if he wants to idle down, those careless young people in his family won't let him idle down. People are not afraid of comparison. Once compared, they will feel relieved. Yuan Chongan feels that the smile on his face is almost out of control.

Seeing that Yuan Chongan choked and couldn't say a word, cen Qiusheng was in a particularly good mood. Yuan Hengyu calculated his son and his son's secret love object. Even if the calculation didn't succeed, it doesn't mean he didn't remember revenge.

Alas, it's said that old children are old children. He's old and doesn't like to be reasonable. These people should stop worrying about these things with him.

When Qi Yan returned to Cen's house, he found that the atmosphere in the living room was a little stiff. When Yuan Peng saw him appear, his eyes almost gave out a concrete light.

"Master Qi," Yuan Peng stood up from the sofa and looked at Qi Yan, "you're back."

"Hello." Qi Yan put the pickled vegetable jar and bacon on the table and nodded to the yuan family.

CEN Baihe looked at the things he put on the table and asked curiously, "what did you take?"

"Kimchi and bacon were sent by Aunt Wang," he added, worried that he didn't remember who Aunt Wang was. "It was the aunt who praised you for your handsome appearance when you accompanied me home to pack up things last time."

CEN Baihe was deeply impressed by Aunt Wang because she had a great personality. When he saw him, he didn't pay attention to his luxury car or his famous brand. Even the bodyguard he brought was not very curious, but praised him for his good looks without psychological burden.

He seldom met such a pure, heroic and unaffected aunt. It's really difficult to have no impression of her. "Then ask the kitchen to cook bacon tomorrow."

"Well, this is the authentic Sichuan style bacon. It's made by Aunt Wang's family. It's more fragrant than the one bought outside."

Yuan Peng saw that they had been talking about an old cured meat for a long time. He couldn't help but say, "master Qi, let's come today and ask for something." if his brother didn't want to come, he wouldn't be so embarrassed now. Thinking of this, he complained to his brother Yuan Cheng.