Chapter 8: The Break
On the parchment roll, there were dense ancient seals written on it, which was difficult to understand, Hu Qiyan glanced at it, and his face suddenly changed.
"Give it back!" The old man was furious, and reached out to grab the silk handkerchief and the parchment roll, but was grabbed by Ximen Wenxue.
"Mr. Hu, Mr. Shi, just look at my face, forget it!" The owner of the goods was dumbfounded at first, and at this time he was busy coming over to mediate and pull the old man away.
Hu Qiyan has always called himself "Shi" since he gambled on stones, so the owner of the goods called him "Mr. Shi".
"Bring it!" The old man said again.
"The bright moon is sparse, inextricably linked, the mandarin ducks want to fly, the poor old man is white, the spring waves are green, the cold is deep, where to send the acacia......" Hu Qiyan didn't hear it, pinched the half of the silk handkerchief, and read in a low voice.
"How do you know?" The old man looked at him stunned.
"The old man's surname is Hu?" Hu Qiyan asked again.
"Mr. Shi, this Mr. Hu is very famous in our industry, and has the reputation of the king of gambling stones, I think everyone is just a little misunderstanding, it's just that!" The owner of the goods said with a smile as he handed the two cigarettes at the same time.
Hu Qiyan didn't speak, took out a pen and paper from his pocket, wrote down an address, handed it to the old man, and said: "Mr. Hu, this is my address, if you want to get back this silk handkerchief and jade refining recipe, come and find me at night!" β
So saying, he took the handkerchief in his arms, put it in his pocket, and turned to leave.
"Stone-stone-" Simon asked Xue to call after him twice, but he didn't answer, just opened the door of the van and sat in.
The old man just stared at his back, stunned, and the owner of the goods saw that Hu Qiyan and the others had left, so he smiled and said: "Mr. Hu, why bother to be like young people, forget it......"
"I'm restless today, so I won't look at the goods!" The old man shook his head, said hello to the owner of the goods, and slapped Hu Qiyan and several bosses, his face was red and swollen, and the fire burned in pain, so he immediately got into the car, started the car and left.
Ximen Wenxue asked angrily while driving: "I said stone, what are you doing to provoke an old man?" β
"Where did I provoke him?" Hu Qiyan snorted and said, "Is it okay for him to provoke me, haven't you seen him beat me?" β
"If you don't talk nonsense, people will beat you?" Ximen asked Xue and said angrily, "That's it, you also returned the family, why didn't you pick up other people's things and ask him to meet at night?" β
"That old man's surname is Hu!" Hu Qiyan leaned on the back of the car and whispered.
"There are many people with the surname Hu, don't you like it?" Ximen Wenxue shook his head, anyway, Hu Qiyan's thinking is not guessed by normal people.
"There are many people with the surname Hu, but not everyone with the surname Hu may be my Laozi!" Hu Qiyan smiled bitterly, "I caused a lot of trouble today!" Damn it! What do you do to slap him a few times? As he spoke, he couldn't help but slap his hand.
Ximen asked Xue Xue was stunned at first, and then he felt a little forbearing, and said for a long time: "How do you know?" β
"The other half of the jade refining recipe is on me, and the square silk handkerchief is my mother's thing, and the other half is also with my mother, he has these two things on him, and his surname is Hu ...... In all likelihood! Hu Qiyan smiled bitterly.
"Haha-" Ximen Wenxue couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"What's so funny?" Hu Qiyan said angrily.
"I didn't know who said it last time, I don't want a bunch of unrelated relatives to pop up, this time I'll see what you do." Ximen Wenxue smiled and teased.
"I'm not ready to recognize him!" Hu Qiyan suddenly sneered, "For so many years, he has not fulfilled his responsibilities, what should I do to recognize him?" β
"And what else are you asking him to do?" Simon asked Xue and shook his head, what kind of theory is this? The relationship between father and son, is it that he can admit it if he wants to, and if he doesn't recognize it, he can pretend not to know it?
"I want to refine the jade technique, that's it!" Hu Qiyan leaned back in his chair.
After sending Hu Qiyan back to the villa they had recently purchased in Myanmar, Ximen Wenxue thought about it, and still said: "I'll prepare a few dishes and invite him to dinner in the evening. β
"Yes!" Hu Qiyan nodded. After waiting for Ximen Wenxue to go out, he began to lean on the sofa in the living room in a daze.
At about half past five in the afternoon, the doorbell rang, and Ximen Wenxue went over to open the door, and saw the old man standing at the door, the wound on his face had been medicated, and the redness and swelling had disappeared, but it could still be seen.
"Mr. Hu, please inside!" Ximen Wenxue greeted him with a friendly smile.
"He's there?" Mr. Hu asked.
"Well, yes, I'm waiting for you!" Ximen asked Xue to smile and invited him to sit in the living room, and then shouted upstairs, "Stone, Mr. Hu is here!" β
"Is Stone his big name or his nickname?" Mr. Hu asked suddenly.
"Nickname!" Ximen asked Xue and said with a smile, and he knew that he had this question, "He and you have the same surname, surnamed Hu, Hu Qiyan, and the meaning of Yanqi Cangwu!" β
Mr. Hu clenched his fists vigorously and asked, "The nickname of the stone is really a bit strange." β
"That's what describes his temper, it's stinky and hard!" Ximen Wenxue smiled.
"He's bad-tempered?" Mr. Hu raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Very bad!" Ximen Wenxue smiled bitterly.
"Then you, a bodyguard, aren't you doing a hard job?" Mr. Hu smiled, looked at him still wearing an apron, and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "You still want to be a chef?" β
"He can't get used to eating outside!" Ximen Wenxue shook his head, sighed softly, and saw that Hu Qiyan hadn't come down from the upstairs yet, so he immediately asked, "Mr. Hu, take the liberty of asking, your name?" β
"Hu Yu!" Hu Yu replied briefly.
"Word - Yunshi?" Ximen asked Xue with an eyebrow.
"I don't think you even know this?" Hu Yu frowned and said, "You have a good relationship with Qi Yan?" β
"We grew up together." Ximen Wenxue nodded.
"You're that kid? Ask the snow? Hu Yu was stunned, and suddenly, he suddenly felt embarrassed, and the hatred that had been buried in his heart for many years, but when he faced it, he didn't know what to do.
"Yes!" Ximen Wenxue nodded, "In this way, you are really Qi Yan's father, and Aunt Yun has been thinking of you all these years!" β
"Aunt Yun?" Hu Yu asked with some surprise.
"Aunt Yun didn't marry the old man of my family." Ximen Wenxue laughed a little sarcastically, his own old man was also a failure, abducted his friend's fiancΓ©e, abandoned his wife and children, eloped, and lived in seclusion in the barren mountains, but Aunt Yun did not marry him at all.
"Oh......" Hu Yu's fingers couldn't help but tremble for a moment, and he took out a cigarette from his pocket in a trembling way, and Ximen Wenxue took out a lighter and lit it for him.
Hu Yu took a deep puff of cigarette before he calmed down a little and asked, "That Qiyan is my child?" β
"Yes! When Aunt Yun left, she was already three months pregnant, and she was going to secretly tell you and surprise your old man, but she knew that you were going to be engaged to someone else, so she eloped with her father in a fit of anger. Hu Yu didn't speak, just took a deep breath of cigarette, his eyes were in the smoke, a little confused.
Who was right and who was wrong? It seems a little too late to think about it now...... Looking at himself in the mirror, his temples are already gray, and the beauty who was as red as jade back then was also like frost?
"Eighteen years apart, I saw my own flesh and blood, but he slapped me a few times......" Hu Yu shook his head, what is this?
"He doesn't know either, and now he regrets it!" Ximen asked Xue and smiled, "Don't you mind, I'll accompany him first." β
"This kid is flamboyant, he doesn't learn well!" Hu Yu shook his head, thinking of Hu Qiyan's words, and suddenly a wave of anger rose again, even if he was not his father, but an ordinary stranger, he shouldn't talk nonsense like this.
"Forgive me!" At the mention of this, Simon Wenxue just smiled.
At this time, I heard the footsteps upstairs, and then, Hu Qiyan wore a black silk robe, walked down from the upstairs, condescendingly, he yawned and greeted Hu Yu: "Good afternoon, Mr. Hu, I thought you would come after dinner, but I didn't expect you to come here at this point, right?" β
"Stone ...... Qi Yan, don't talk nonsense! Ximen Wenxue's face was unswerving, and he said busily.
"It's okay, with such an obstacle, it can be regarded as the ancestor of my Hu family who has no virtue!" Hu Yu carried his hands behind his back and sat down directly on the sofa in the living room.
Hu Qiyan came down from the upstairs, and saw Ximen Wenxue constantly glancing at him, seeing Hu Yu with his back to him, he immediately whispered: "Why don't you restrain your stinky temper, he is your father, I haven't seen him for eighteen years, and you don't think about it at all?" β
"God knows......" Hu Qiyan cursed in a low voice, and walked to the opposite side of Hu Yu to do it.
"Let's talk, I'll go to the kitchen and prepare dinner!" Ximen Wenxue said with a smile, thinking to himself in his heart, looking at Hu Qiyan's expression, he also intended to recognize Hu Yu's father, anyway, there was no knot that could not be untied, and he just avoided it, so that their father and son could talk, after all, his identity was too embarrassing.
And Simon Wenxue walked into the kitchen, and in less than ten minutes, he suddenly heard a loud "bang" in the living room, as if something had hit the ground heavily, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and then ran out hurriedly.
saw Hu Qiyan's face full of blood, falling to the ground, next to him, a crystal ashtray split apart and smashed on the ground, Hu Yu's face was pale, and his whole body trembled with anger.
"If I kill you today, you will be treated as if you were never born!" While Hu Yu spoke, he had already kicked Hu Qiyan in the chest.
The moment Ximen Wenxue was stunned, Hu Yu had already kicked him a few times, grabbed his hair at the same time, lifted him off the ground, and punched him.
"Mr. Hu, don't-" Seeing this, Ximen asked Xue to rush over, hugged Hu Yu, and shouted, "What's wrong with you?" β
"Ask Xue, let go, don't stop me, let me kill this evil obstacle." Hu Yu said angrily.
"What's going on?" Ximen asked Xue to say that he refused to let go, and seeing that Hu Qiyan's condition was not good, his face was pale, his head was bleeding, the corners of his mouth and nose were full of blood, and he was curled up on the ground, unable to get up.
"If you keep fighting, you'll really kill someone......" Simon Wenxue exclaimed, "If you have something to say!" β
"There's nothing to say, this obstacle!" Hu Yu broke free from Ximen Wenxue's hand, pointed to Hu Qiyan who was curled up on the ground, and said, "Evil obstacles, from today on, there is nothing to do with you and me!" β
Hu Qiyan struggled to raise his head, reached out and touched the blood stains on his face, and said firmly: "I have never had anything to do with you!" β
"Humph!" Hu Yu shook his hand, ignored Ximen Wenxue's retention, turned around and walked outside.