Soon Huan Xin followed Secretary Liu to a residential area not far from the school, and stopped in front of one of the single-family campuses.
When Huan Xin looked at the yard, he immediately thought of his own home. His own home in that small town in the northwest also had a similar structure. The yard was filled with many flowers and plants, and it felt very stylish.
Changxin asked in confusion: "Where is this?"
Secretary Liu smiled and replied calmly: "This is Principal Liu's residence. Okay, come in quickly. Principal Liu is cooking today."
Secretary Liu motioned for Huan Xin to go in by herself. Huan Xin looked at Secretary Liu doubtfully and asked, "Shall I go in by myself? Aren't you coming with me?"
Secretary Liu smiled awkwardly and said, "I have something else to do. You can go by yourself. It'll be fine."
Then Huan Xin walked into Li Changshu's home with puzzlement and confusion. As soon as he entered the door, the antique decoration style made him feel very comfortable. When Li Changshu walked out of the kitchen, there was no awkward atmosphere at all when they met for the first time.
He said to Huan Xin without any sense of disobedience: "Sit down for a while. I don't have any drinks here. Make yourself some tea."
Naturally, it felt like they had known each other for a long time, which also made Huan Xin confused. He even once doubted whether his personality charm was too strong.
Huan Xin sat in the living room tremblingly, admiring the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall. At this time, a voice came from the stairs on the second floor. It was very warm and soft, and there seemed to be a lot of emotion in the voice: "Is Huan Xin here?
?”
Huan Xin was immediately attracted by the sound. She looked towards the stairs and saw a middle-aged woman slowly walking down the stairs. She was about fifty years old, but she could be said to be very well-maintained, and she looked only forty.
The look from scratch. The plain cheongsam she wears is also very decent, showing off her plump figure even more gracefully, and her temperament is fully displayed at once.
Huan Xin stood up quickly, nodded nervously, and walked closer. Huan Xin discovered that the woman's facial features were exquisite, and there was no trace of time on her face. She smiled politely at Huan Xin. It can be seen that the woman's self-cultivation is
Very good.
The woman stretched out her hand towards Huan Xin, grabbed Huan Xin's hand, and said with care like a loving mother: "Huan Xin, I am Li Changshu's lover, my name is Wen Xiuling, call me Aunt Wen, or Teacher Wen.
Okay, I’m also a teacher in your school, but I’m about to retire now and I don’t teach much anymore.”
Huan Xin was flattered and shouted, "Hello, Teacher Wen."
At this time, Li Changshu came out of the kitchen with a plate of soup, smiled at Wen Xiuling and joked: "Let's call her Teacher Wen. It's not appropriate to call her Auntie, for fear of disturbing the seniority."
Wen Xiuling sneered and covered her mouth, quickly took the soup from Li Changshu's hand, and summoned her heart to sit down and eat.
There was a very simple four dishes and one soup on the table. The meat and vegetables were clearly distinguishable and the color was excellent. It was hard to imagine that this was made by the principal of a famous school. Qing Xin was a little restrained and couldn't let go. Li Changshu took a look and patted it with his hand.
He patted Qing Xin's shoulder and said calmly: "Let's eat first. It will cool down after a while. I will answer your questions after dinner."
Huan Xin looked at Wen Xiuling, who was smiling at her, and then at Li Changshu, so she decided to take it as it comes, slowly let go, and picked up the bowls and chopsticks.
After a simple lunch, although it was not very rich, it tasted very good and was very warm, even better than a table feast in a hotel. After the meal, Li Changshu motioned to Huan Xin to follow him to the study, and
Wen Xiuling put away the dishes and chopsticks naturally, and her movements were quite graceful, just like every lady should have.
When she arrived at the study, she discovered that there were indeed books in Li Changshu's study. It made her eyes light up. He was a person who loved reading, and she also found many literary works on the bookshelf, many rare and unique copies.
It was an eye-opener, and I felt that this small study really had a universe inside it.
Li Changshu seemed to notice Qing Xin's affection, so he said in a very easy-going manner: "You're welcome. If you like it, you can take it and look at it. You can come here at any time."
Huan Xin picked up a book with some embarrassment and cautiously, and couldn't put it down and became a little excited. Li Changshu also laughed when he saw Huan Xin's performance, and said with a sigh: "It's great to be young, I can have time to read it all.
It’s a book, but I can’t do it anymore, and now I fall asleep after reading it for a while.”
Huan Xin still put down the book in his hand, looked at Li Changshu, and asked in a serious tone: "You invited me to come to your house for dinner and then lent me the book to read. This is obviously unreasonable for a newly enrolled student.
Yeah."
Li Changshu, looking at the talented young man in front of him, first took out the letter from his desk drawer and handed it to Huan Xin. Huan Xin took it doubtfully. The calligraphy on it was clear, neat and powerful, and Huan Xin couldn't help but
I sighed in my heart and said "hao" out of emotion. After reading it, I frowned at the name signed.
There was an unfamiliar name written on it - Li Hexiang. He was confused, why did this person entrust the principal to take care of him?
Li Changshu saw that Huan Xin was puzzled at this time, and he breathed a sigh of relief and said to Huan Xin: "Li Hexiang is my father."
These few words shocked his heart like being struck by lightning. He didn't expect it to be like this, so he asked even more confusedly: "Your father? But I don't know your father at all."
Li Changshu smiled faintly and said to Huan Xin: "You don't know my father, but my father knows you. Thanks to you, before you went to Kunlun, my father officially became a disciple of Beiming. According to your seniority, you are my father's junior brother.
I would also like to call you my junior uncle."
Huan Xin opened her mouth in disbelief at this time, but when she heard Li Changshu talking about Beiming, she understood. No wonder the uncle insisted on arranging for him to come to Shanghai. It turns out that there are people of his own here.
Huan Xin took a breath, relaxed a little, wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "I see, but I've never heard those three people mention it."
Li Changshu still smiled and said: "Maybe the time has not come yet. Do you recognize Liu Jinyan, Mr. Liu?"
Huan Xin immediately conjured up the image of a fat, peaceful old man, and said casually: "Fat old man, oh, no, Master Liu has been teaching me these past few years."
After listening to this, Li Changshu also laughed heartily and said to Qingxin: "My father has been deeply appreciated by Mr. Liu since he was young, and he has been accepted as a disciple. He has been taught by Mr. Liu for so many years. His only wish is to be able to live up to his reputation.
I paid homage to you, and now I have got what I wanted, thanks to your efforts."
Then Li Changshu said: "The rules set by the three elders are that if you don't return to the mountain sect in this generation, you will not accept other disciples. Just when you come to Shanghai, I am afraid that my father is already in the hinterland of Kunlun."
After hearing this, Huan Xin shook her head in confusion, feeling that everything in life was really amazing. Inexplicably, she had a senior brother who was over seventy years old, and a junior who was the principal of a prestigious school.
Of course, Qing Xin was just thinking about it, and of course he would not seriously act like an elder in front of Li Changshu.