Chapter 388: Father Mei's Worries

Chapter 388: Father Mei's Worries

Mei Ting was tightly surrounded by her relatives in the middle, the old man's beard trembled, this is a person who is not light on his inner feelings, the eldest daughter who has been away from home for many years suddenly came back, the previous estrangement has been diluted a lot by the years, licking the calf, old and strong.

Mei Ting's mother hugged her daughter tightly in her arms, kept stroking her daughter's long black hair, and tears of joy were in the corners of her eyes, although her daughter was already half a head taller than her, and she was a colonel in uniform.

Or the old man turned his gaze to Tang Qiuli, who was smiling on the side, "Ting'er, who is this?" The voice was slightly hoarse and majestic.

Mei Ting smiled embarrassedly, patronizing and making out with her family, she couldn't take care of this villain for the time being, and hoped that he wouldn't be too careful.

"Dad, Mom, this is Tang Qiuli's teacher, and he is also my boss," Mei Ting didn't dare to directly introduce the relationship between them, she hadn't been home for five years, and suddenly brought such a big gift, she had to shock her parents, and she would mention it to them later.

"Uncle, aunt, hello, I'm Tang Qiuli, I'm bothering you when I meet for the first time" Tang Qiuli saluted with a dignified military salute, his demeanor was extremely chic, and he was generous, and he had the arrogance of a man and the sassy air of a soldier.

Mei Ting's father, his eyes lit up, he looked at Tang Qiuli carefully, and had a good impression of him at first sight, this young and heroic general, there is no rudeness and ugliness of martial artists, a talent, the eldest daughter came back with him, the relationship between the two is not ordinary?

With the old man's life experience, how can he not see the Tao here, but he is not a layman, a division commander, and the most lieutenant general ranks are at the top, and there is no reason to hang the rank of general? And his age will not be more than twenty years old, could it be that the military rank of the national government has been depreciated?

Suddenly, Father Mei was shocked, as if he suddenly remembered something, and he eagerly asked Mei Ting: "Ting'er, you said his name is Tang Qiuli?" Mei Ting nodded strangely, Qiuli is not a tiger, so he won't surprise the old father like this, right?

As soon as he heard this name, he felt familiar, and the old man suddenly remembered that the one who dared to come to the door with his eldest daughter was a new star that had just risen in the civil world, and Tang Qiuli, vice chairman of the Military Commission of the National Government, no wonder it was so familiar.

Although Moling is an ancient town, because it is located in the south of the Yangtze River, the literary style is quite prosperous, the news is not closed, Mei's father is not an old antique who reads behind closed doors, he is very concerned about national affairs, Nanjing's newspapers, have subscriptions, because the distance is not far, it can be delivered on the same day.

The news of Tang Qiu's inauguration, Nanjing's newspapers have large photos and long reports, and he shook his head noncommittally, the country's No. 2 person is actually held by a hairy young man who has just been weak and weak, and he simply regards national affairs as child's play, probably another political transaction by Jiang Zhongzheng.

You sang and I appeared on the stage, a good Republic of China, all of them were messed up by such people, after reading the news of Tang Qiu's resignation, this matter was forgotten by him, and what can he do if he is dissatisfied? What's the use of sending a few sentences?

Now, this person suddenly came to the door, or came back with his eldest daughter, the old man's gaze became very complicated from appreciation, and he invited Tang Qiuli coldly and politely: "General Tang, you come to this poor country with a noble body, deign to send the little girl home, and make the cold house shine, the old man is very emotional, please inside"

Mei Ting was in a hurry, her father's attitude towards Tang Qiuli was beyond her expectations, what was wrong? When looking at Tang Qiuli, Tang Qiuli smiled at her slightly, without the slightest displeasure, which made Mei Ting feel a little relieved, the old man's attitude towards himself before and after, Tang Qiuli saw it in his eyes, and guessed a few points, how could he take it to heart and make it difficult for his lover?

The personnel of the town office, under the orders of the military commanders, had already settled Tang Qiuli's guards, and when they heard that it was the number two person in the national government, they came to the town, and these people who worked in the office trembled in their stomachs, my mother, what is the origin of the Mei family, let such a big person visit in person.

Busy before and after, I am sincerely afraid, for fear that the reception of these soldiers will not be thoughtful, but fortunately, these soldiers have a kind attitude, speak politely, and are extremely disciplined, and there is no one running around the street, seeing the big girl, the little daughter-in-law, and the sour eyebrows are not sour and eye-catching.

Knowing that Tang Qiuli had brought a large number of guards, Father Mei was even more unhappy, a young upstart, who had just taken up an important position, and was also a person who chased fame and fortune, had a shallow heart, almost a gentleman's style, and did not do much.

This dinner is very simple, four exquisite Jiangnan side dishes, delicate enough, but the amount is too small, the atmosphere in the banquet is also very dull, the food is boring and boring, the old man has very few words, with an obvious distance in politeness, Mei Ting looked at her father inexplicably, and couldn't guess the reason.

is afraid of her lover's restraint, Mei Ting disregarded her father's eyes, and kept giving Tang Qiuli vegetables, for fear that he would not be able to eat, but Mei's mother, in addition to frequently warning the old man with her eyes, looked at Tang Qiuli kindly, between her eyebrows and eyes, full of joy, a little bit the more she looked, the more she liked it.

It was Mei Ting's sister Mei Xue who kept stirring up topics and enlivening the atmosphere of the banquet, this twenty-year-old girl was by no means inferior to her sister in appearance, but she had a completely different temperament from her sister.

With a strong bookish atmosphere, with a well-educated demeanor, big black and white eyes, full of agility and intelligence, at first glance is a crystal clear girl, if Mei Ting is a blooming rose, Mei Xue is a swaying lily, Chunlan and Qiu Ju are good at each other, the same pleasing to the eye.

Mei Xue is studying at Jinling Women's University, and she is at home during the winter vacation, and the photos of Tang Qiuli in the newspaper are large, and her deep gaze seems to penetrate people's hearts, and it also arouses the infinite reverie of these girls.

It's just that it's too far away from them, like another world, and now, Tang Qiuli, who is already the idol of the classmates of Jinling Women's University, is sitting at his own dinner table alive, eating at the same table with himself, Mei Xue's mood is tense and jī moving.

There is also a blessing to my sister and a little jealousy and loss, my sister is so blessed, from the way my sister looks at him, with Mei Xue's ice and snow smartness, how can I not know the relationship between my sister and him.

Mei Ting's younger brother Mei Ling, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old young man, is sturdy and honest, very afraid of Mei Xue, and is quite envious of Tang Qiuli's flickering star on the collar badge, and is also the person who talks to Tang Qiuli the most at the dinner table, ignoring the old father's warning eyes, and the second sister Mei Xue grabs white from time to time, pulling Tang Qiuli to ask this and that, especially about the affairs of the army, the most interested.

Finally finished eating, to be honest, with Tang Qiuli's appetite, these four small dishes were just enough for him to be at the bottom, not to mention that it was still a big table of people, Tang Qiuli had to learn to chew slowly like a deep lady.

Back in the guest room prepared for him, Tang Qiuli smiled bitterly and mōmō belly, probably only hungry at night, at this time, a plate of hand-grabbed mutton was the greatest enjoyment for him.

The Mei family's courtyard was quiet, and the sound of the family closing and locking the door came from a few soft lights, but it seemed even quieter.

Mei Ting's father's attitude towards herself, although it is a little unexpected, is also reasonable, if he is an ordinary person, Old Man Mei's attitude may be more easy-going or much easier.

At this time, Mei Ting is probably undergoing three sessions? From the way she looked at her, she knew that this girl's heart was also uneasy, and Tang Qiuli shook her head helplessly.

It's raining, it's the sparse raindrops unique to the winter in the south of the Yangtze River, knocking on the branches and leaves of the green bamboo in the courtyard little by little, the "rustling" sound seems to come from the distant sky, but it adds to the loneliness, the cold is sudden, as if from the pores into the body, Tang Qiu can't help but shiver, at this time in the northeast hometown, the house is a raging fire, how can it be so wet and cold?

The door was gently pushed open, and a light and plump figure walked in, bringing the fragrance of the room full of Mei Xue.

Her green white fingers, like a warning, were placed on the ruddy chún, and there seemed to be a little smugness in her eyes that had succeeded in her trickery, stopping Tang Qiu's words from leaving her mouth, holding a large plate of delicate snacks in her hand, gently placing them on the table, and making a gesture of eating.

Then, tiptoeing out, turning his head, and smiling at Tang Qiuli, instantly like a blooming fresh huā, full of spring, the cold of winter in the south of the Yangtze River, dàng is gone, Tang Qiuli is a little dumbfounded, this girl is so mysterious, what kind of fame?

However, his mind was quickly attracted by the plate of dim sum, bursts of fragrance, rushing into his nostrils, Tang Qiu left the case to chew, a sip of dim sum and a sip of tea, full of enjoyment.

In the main hall, Mei Ting was sitting in a chair nervously, opposite her father and mother, and the conversation had been going on for a while.

Father Mei is sincerely happy that his daughter can break away from the military command, the obstacle of father and daughter against the purpose of the father and daughter no longer exists, and the daughter has developed very well in the military circles, at a young age, she is already a colonel, and the old man is very satisfied.

However, for Tang Qiuli, the old man is full of concerns, he is a person who has experienced the ups and downs of the sea for a long time, how many changes in the political arena of the Republic of China have been experienced, and how many people have seen who are on the rise.

Not to mention, Zhang Xueliang is a living example, when the Northeast changed banners, Zhang Hanqing was also under one person, above ten thousand people, what is the end now? It's not that he has been a prisoner of Jiang someone, and now Jiang Zhongzheng, no one can beat him.

How similar is today's Tang Qiuli to the original Zhang Xueliang, who knows today's Zhang Hanqing, not tomorrow's Tang Qiuli?

The old man really doesn't want his own daughter to put his life's happiness on Tang Qiuli, who seems to have a prominent status, but is just a pawn of his Jiang someone, once the situation changes, Tang Qiuli has fallen big, and the Mei family, which has been rumored to be hundreds of years old, will also be implicated and suffer from unjustified disasters.

Father Mei's concerns are also reasonable, the political arena of the Republic of China is very treacherous and dangerous, how to respond to Qin, and the official worships the important position of the Minister of Military Affairs, and it is not a gloomy departure, but a silence.

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