Chapter 64: Drawing the Scroll
In the face of this aunt, if the mother asks, it is not easy to refuse.
Qin Yu didn't go in either, but turned around and walked outside, preparing to come back later.
Hiding until sunset, when smoke was rising from every house, Qin Yu walked out of a teahouse and walked towards home.
However, on the way home, I met Qin's father, who happened to be home, and the two walked together.
On the way, Qin Yu also asked what Zhao Xuan had left him behind in the morning, although he had roughly guessed it in his heart, but he was a little curious.
"I didn't say anything, just let me not have to go to the car dealership to be a groom in the future, the Zhao family has a wine shop on East Street, let me go there to be a shopkeeper."
"Did you agree?" Qin Yu asked.
Father Qin shook his head and said:
"I know very well what my father is capable of, but I can't do that shopkeeper, so I refused. However, I asked Mr. Zhao for an errand, and I didn't go out of the city in the future, so I delivered goods to each family in the county. ”
Hearing that this was the result, Qin Yu nodded, but he could accept it.
As long as you don't leave the city, there's nothing to worry about.
After the two returned home, the person had already returned, and Zhang's was cooking in the kitchen.
Qin Yu returned to his room, thinking about how to refuse at night.
And not long after Father Qin sat down, he was called to the kitchen by Zhang.
"His father, Lily came to me today and talked about Yu'er's marriage...."Zhang's talked about this afternoon's events while stir-frying.
But before he finished saying this, Qin Yuan had roughly guessed what was going on in his heart, and his brows couldn't help frowning.
The marriage of the two families was often talked about a long time ago.
But as the Qin family's life has become more and more depressed in recent years, there is basically no movement in the Hu family, although there is still contact on weekdays, and they usually help out.
But seeing that Yu'er would have a future in the future, he talked about the old things again, and Qin Yuan felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
"You promised?"
"No, Yu'er is older, and there will be a future in the future. If he is willing to marry Qin'er, it will naturally be better, but if he has this idea, I, a mother, don't want to force him. ”
Hearing that he hadn't agreed yet, Qin Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Although he didn't read much, he knew very well in his heart that Yu'er had a promising future in the future, which meant that there were more opportunities to choose a woman who suited him.
"Then this matter, when are you going to talk to Yu'er." Qin Yuan asked.
"After eating, I'll talk to Yu'er later, don't talk about it," Zhang replied.
Qin Yuan nodded, didn't say anything more, turned around and left the kitchen.
At dinner time, Qin Yu was always ready to accept his mother's inquiry. However, surprisingly, about the discussion of marriage in the afternoon, it was not mentioned at the dinner table.
After dinner, go back to the room.
Just when Qin Yu thought he had escaped, his mother's voice came from outside the room.
"Yu'er, I'm not busy, my mother came in."
Qin Yu sighed, knowing that he couldn't escape, he got up and welcomed his mother into the room.
Zhang was also very direct, not beating around the bush, but directly asked Qin Yu what he thought of Hu Qin'er.
In this regard, Qin Yu naturally did not give an ambiguous answer, but resolutely refused, and elaborated on some of the disadvantages of marriage between close relatives.
However, this explanation is obviously redundant.
After seeing Qin Yu's refusal, the Zhang family also understood what he meant, and had already decided to refuse in his heart.
What happened next, Qin Yu didn't know.
Because on the second day, Zhao Wenxuan had already taken a carriage and came to the entrance of Wutong Lane.
was originally scheduled to go outside the city to see the flowers in two days, but he didn't expect that he was still a little anxious, and he went directly to the door the next day.
Although he was already mentally prepared in his heart, when he got into the carriage and saw the current Zhao Wenxuan, Qin Yu was still taken aback.
The tears are black, the whites of the eyes are yellow, the lips are unpretentious and the eyes are dull, the expression is dull, and the appearance of excessive indulgence. Didn't he say that he was hiding in the room alone, how could he have such symptoms?
Seeing Qin Yu getting into the car, Zhao Wenxuan's eyes had a little brightness, the corners of his mouth barely hooked up a smile, straightened up, and said a little weakly:
"I haven't seen you for a few years, but Brother Qin's demeanor is still the same."
Qin Yu shook his head with a heavy face, looked at Zhao Wenxuan and said, "Brother Zhao, why do you look so haggard. ”
"I haven't had a good rest these days, so don't worry too much."
"You should also pay attention to your body on weekdays."
Zhao Wenxuan smiled, did not speak, but said a word to the subordinate who was driving, and then fell his body on the backrest behind him, and the whole person fell inside.
In the shaking carriage, Qin Yu and Zhao Wenxuan talked about the stories that happened in the private school before.
However, at this moment, Qin Yu noticed that Zhao Wenxuan's arms seemed to be hiding something, bulging, and attached great importance to it, and every few seconds, his right hand would unconsciously stroke it in that position.
This made Qin Yu suddenly curious, but he also understood that there would be no result if he asked directly, so he could only say that when he found an opportunity later, he would see if he could know what was inside.
The carriage traveled for half an hour, and finally came to the foot of a mountain outside the city.
The daffodils that Qin Yu mentioned before were halfway up this mountain, where a pavilion was built, and flowers of all seasons were planted around it, and they were fragrant all year round.
Back then, it was also a place where Qin Yu and Zhao Wenxuan liked to come.
Qin Yu got out of the car first, and then helped Zhao Wenxuan down.
It still takes a certain amount of physical strength to climb the mountainside, and with Zhao Wenxuan's current situation, let alone halfway up the mountain, I am afraid that if it is less than 100 meters, my eyes will be black.
For this, he should also be self-aware, so he let the subordinates in the house stay on the rattan chair on his shoulder.
Qin Yu refused the invitation to sit on the rattan chair, but walked up the mountain road and chatted with Zhao Wenxuan beside him.
However, halfway through, one of the people carrying the rattan chair actually fell to the ground with empty feet, and Zhao Wenxuan, who was sitting on it, also fell down.
The road up the mountain, although it is not steep, can be said that if it really falls, in Zhao Wenxuan's state at the moment, I am afraid that there will be no one on the spot.
Qin Yu's hands were quick, and the moment he saw him fall, he immediately stretched out his hand to support him, which didn't let him fall.
At this time, the weak-footed subordinate also hurriedly knelt on the ground to confess.
Zhao Wenxuan didn't blame him, and after saying a word and resting in place for a while, he sat back on the rattan chair on the ground with Qin Yu's support.
But it seems to be the reason for the previous action, and when I sat down, something suddenly fell to the ground on my chest.
Qin Yu looked down, but saw that what was bulging in Zhao Wenxuan's chest before was actually a scroll.
This scroll looks quite plain, and the shaft head made of ancient sandalwood is a little worn, which is obviously a thing of age.
When I went out to play, I actually carried a picture scroll close to me, and I saw him often touching his chest before, and it seemed that he cared about this thing very much.
Qin Yu felt a little strange in his heart, and he was about to pick up this painting scroll.
But before he could bend down and pick it up, a thin and yellow arm appeared in front of him, and then grabbed the scroll on the ground and took it away.
Turning his head, Zhao Wenxuan was holding the scroll to his chest with a frightened face, it should have been a more intense action before, and he was lying on the chair at the moment, panting heavily, and his face was full of beads of sweat the size of soybeans.
Qin Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at his appearance, he understood in his heart.