Chapter 387 is more timid in terms of homesickness

I can't help but feel that Mei Ting is not happy, this invisible wall between father and daughter has disappeared, and the contradictions for many years have been resolved, and she returned home with her lover, and the happiness of life is nothing more than this.

When Mei Ting asked Tang Qiuli to go home with her, she was extremely conflicted, she was afraid that Tang Qiuli would find an excuse to shirk, which meant that Tang Qiuli had no plans to be with her for life, and the relationship between the two people would end without a problem.

Can a man who doesn't even want to see his fiancée's parents expect to be with him for the rest of his life? In his eyes, he was just a passerby, fortunately, Tang Qiuli did not hesitate at all, and he was very happy, Mei Ting was very happy.

In addition, Mei Ting has a deeper plan, in this form, to determine the relationship between the two people, during this time in Nanjing, Mei Ting really felt threatened, those girls who want to be close to Qiuli are not inferior to themselves, and their family background is much more prominent.

She didn't want to lose the happiness of her life, so Mei Ting had all the ups and downs in her eyes in the past few days, and she was tormented to the point of collapse.

This girl was complacent about her little schemes, and on the way, she chattered non-stop, like a different person.

Mei Ting's excitement infected Tang Qiuli, and she can make her loved one happy and happy, this should be a man's responsibility, right?

Looking at the valuable gifts in the car, in addition to the gifts purchased by herself for her future father-in-law and mother-in-law, the gifts given by Mrs. Jiang were extremely valuable.

After taking leave with Chairman Jiang, he and Mei Ting were busy shopping for gifts on the block, and when they returned to the hotel, Song Meiling's secretary, a handsome captain officer, had been waiting for a long time with Mrs. Jiang's gift.

Mei Ting, who received the gift, was very surprised, and was amazed by the preciousness and delicacy of Mrs. Jiang's gift, but she knew very well that this was all Qiuli's face, and with her identity as an old man, she would not let the first lady prepare the gift so carefully.

According to the text message written by Song Meiling, because Qiuli's parents were not around, Chairman Jiang and I took it upon ourselves to send some gifts to Mei Ting's parents.

The brothers and sisters of the Song family are very good at handling interpersonal relationships, and they are more humane than the stern and rigid Chairman Jiang, Tang Qiu couldn't help but think of Song Ziwen's family banquet.

A few days ago, Song Ziwen held a special family banquet and invited him and Mei Ting to participate, the family banquet in the Song Mansion, the kind of pompous banquet, is more European-style, relaxed and casual, but it is in line with the identity of this uncle who has stayed abroad.

There are a lot less courtesies for entertainment, Tang Qiuli also feels relaxed, Song Ziwen greeted everyone with a spring breeze on his face, specially accompanied Tang Qiuli more, took a sip of French brandy, Song Ziwen smiled and said to Tang Qiuli: "General Qiuli, you have a good relationship with Hanqing's sī people, right?" After speaking, he looked at Tang Qiuli meaningfully.

Tang Qiu couldn't understand, does the friendship between me and Zhang Xueliang have a dime to do with you? Why did this uncle suddenly become interested in this, Zhang Hanqing now thinks that he is in prison, what is Song Ziwen's plan? exonerate Zhang Xueliang, pull himself upstart, and increase the weight of talking with the old man?

Unexpectedly, Song Ziwen said another thing, that day, after their plane landed in Xi'an, Zhang Xueliang and Yang Hucheng personally went to the airport to greet them, Zhang Xueliang and the Song family's sī friendship is very deep, and Song Ziwen is even more like-minded, both of them are European and American, there are many same topics, the same style is the same, and it is a good partner to have fun.

Therefore, Zhang Xueliang and Yang Hucheng were extremely polite to the Song brothers and sisters, Dai Li was the last to get off the plane, he deliberately rubbed it to the end, just to not attract everyone's attention, hún was in the crowd, not that he wanted to be low-key, but that he knew his reputation.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xueliang saw Dai Li, who was shrinking his head and shrinking his head, and his face immediately sank, and he ordered the soldiers loudly: "Arrest this spy leader" A few soldiers of the Northeast Army with big shoulders and round waists came up, knocked Dai Li to the ground on the spot, and tied a hemp rope like a big zongzi.

Immediately thrown into the prison cell, Song Ziwen came to say something, looking at Zhang Xueliang's face, he really hated Dai Li, so he closed his mouth knowingly.

The soldier who was guarding Dai Li, sued him, and was about to shoot you, through the window of the cell, Dai Li did see a few soldiers digging a pit there, and knew that he could not escape, so he closed his eyes in despair, and lost his bet.

Suddenly remembered that Tang Qiuli was on the plane, and the letter stuffed to him was like a life-saving straw, and desperately called for the guards, a few guards came over, and couldn't help but reward Boss Dai with a few big mouths, and warned him, and if he yelled again, he would be buried alive immediately.

Dai Li couldn't take care of it, there was a handwritten letter from the commander of the Tang Army in North China to Zhang Shaoshuai, these soldiers of the Northeast Army, Tang Qiuli was no stranger, he knew that he was a fellow villager in the Northeast, and the young marshal and Director Yang's friends did not dare to slack off, and sent the letter to Zhang Xueliang's hands.

After reading the letter, Zhang Xueliang laughed at Yang Hucheng, Brother Qiuli is borrowing our hands to sell Dai Li, a big favor, Yang Hucheng also smiled, okay, the gentleman has the beauty of becoming a person.

Zhang Xueliang instructed the adjutant to let Dai Li wash up and send him to see Chairman Jiang to fulfill his loyalty.

In fact, Zhang Xueliang and Yang Hucheng had no intention of killing Dai Li, and in the prison yard, it was to scare him, but in their hearts, they were extremely disgusted with this big spy leader, and giving him some bitterness to taste was also out of this evil breath in their hearts.

After Song Ziwen finished speaking, he laughed so much that the wine glass in his hand almost fell to the ground, these experiences were all told by Han Qing himself, Tang Qiuli also smiled, and finally knew the reason for Dai Li's goodwill to him, it seems that this Dai Boss is doing what he does, except for Chairman Jiang, who absolutely likes it, the rest of the people are rats crossing the street and everyone shouts and beats.

The car shook, Tang Qiuli woke up from his memories, Mei Ting beside him had already closed her small mouth, looking a little nervous, the holly trees on both sides of the road flashed, and the convoy drove into an ancient town.

Looking at the long convoy, blocking the roads in the ancient town, Tang Qiuli's head became bigger, originally he and Mei Ting wanted to drive lightly, but Chairman Jiang definitely did not agree, Tang Qiuli is now an important person, and he entrusts him with the overall situation in the north, don't be in any danger.

He knew that Tang Qiuli had his own guards, and he ordered them all to be brought, and it turned out to be the current convoy, if his future father-in-law was mad and couldn't get used to this kind of style, he asked on the spot, you brought so many soldiers, are you here to propose relatives or to raid the family? How can I cope?

Tang Qiuli didn't know yet, Chairman Jiang was still not at ease, and Dai Li was ordered to dispatch agents from the Military Command Bureau to infiltrate Moling in disguise and secretly protect Tang Qiuli's safety, which was Tang Qiuli's business.

Maybe it's because the nostalgia is more timid, at this time, Mei Ting's joy on her face has disappeared, replaced by solemnity and uneasiness, she grabbed Tang Qiuli's hand tighter, and seemed at a loss to sort out her military uniform.

Tang Qiuli understood the lover's mood, he hugged Mei Ting tightly in his arms, and felt Mei Ting's violent heartbeat, it was jī movement and uneasiness, hope and nervousness, after all, he had not stepped into the house for several years, would his father accept him, would he embarrass himself in front of his lover, would he make Qiu Li unhappy or unable to get off the stage?

All kinds of complicated feelings, the girl's heart, are almost unbearable, leaning on Tang Qiuli's generous xiōng chest, the feelings are better, I just hope that my worries will not appear good

The ancient town is a typical Jiangnan building, with white walls and black tiles, with the street winding away, simple and beautiful, delicate as a painting of ink and blue, spread out in front of your eyes, the residents of the ancient town, have never seen so many cars and soldiers, are standing on both sides of the street to watch, talking, curious with a little nervousness.

The courtyard of the Mei family is in the middle of the ancient town, a cluster of green bamboos, occasionally a few plum trees, stretching out slender branches from behind the white walls and black tiles, showing the verdant winter, the black paint gate is closed, Tang Qiu let the convoy stop in the distance, personally drive, to the gate of the Mei family.

Mei Ting got out of the car and looked at the somewhat mottled gate, the dismount stone in front of the door was still so bright, but between the grooves, a little moss, silently telling the weight of the years, Mei Ting's eyes were a little moist, it was her childhood paradise, but now, it seemed familiar and unfamiliar.

Mei Ting knocked on the huge copper knocker, and after a while, the door opened with a "babbling", and a young man dressed as a family member poked his head out, and when he saw that it was two soldiers, he was stunned and asked suspiciously: "Who are you looking for?" "There was no intention of letting it go.

Mei Ting smiled bitterly, she didn't recognize it, in five years, she left at the age of nineteen and returned at the age of twenty-four, but she was interrogated by her family like a foreigner, and before she could answer, a middle-aged woman asked from the courtyard: "Dong Er, who is it?" Why don't you let it in? ”

Mei Ting looked into the courtyard when she heard the sound, and suddenly, she shouted loudly: "Mom Zhang, it's me, I'm back" Her voice was hurried and excited.

The middle-aged woman who was called Zhang ** by Mei Ting suddenly looked at Mei Ting, rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and after the "eldest lady" finished speaking, she didn't pounce, but turned around and ran to the yard, and the basket in her hand was also thrown to the ground by her.

Zhang's mother shouted as she ran: "Master, madam, second miss, it's the eldest lady who is back, my God, this is falling from the sky?" ”

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps in the yard, I don't know if it was the guy who kicked it down, there was a chaotic sound of "ping pong", and the people in the yard were in a hurry, listening to the footsteps, there were still a lot of people.

The door opened, and more than 40 people rushed out, Mei Ting's body trembled slightly, and she called softly to a middle-aged man who was tall and thin, about fifty years old, with white hair and silver hair, and a long beard: "Dad"

Turning his head, he shouted loudly to a middle-aged woman who was about the same age as a middle-aged man, with a kind face, very similar to Mei Ting's face shape, and a well-proportioned body: "Mom"

Immediately, a group of people rushed over and surrounded Mei Ting in the middle, and outside, only a lonely Tang Qiuli was left.

Tang Qiu smiled, looking at this scene, this kind of strong family affection also infiltrated him, he was not alone, these people were about to be his relatives, but he couldn't take care of it for the time being, how could the smart Mei Ting forget herself.

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