Chapter 827 Interrupting the old man's spellcasting
Chapter 827 Interrupting the old man’s spell casting
Author: coffee comes
Chapter 827 Interrupting the old man’s spell casting
It is said that a scary person can scare someone to death. Mr. Guan, the tiptoeing Admiral of the Nine Sects, was really frightened.
There's a cool breeze behind me.
Fortunately, I am still old and my body is still strong enough, so nothing bad has happened.
After coming back to his senses, the old man breathed a sigh of relief at the familiar sound in his ears, then turned around and struck out without hesitation, holding up the cane.
"You make no sound when you walk!"
The old man was sulking, his eyes showing a bit of embarrassment of being discovered, a bit of embarrassment and anger.
"Oh, oh, oh, old man, why are you hitting people? Why are you so angry when you are so embarrassed?" Qian Wen easily dodged and said unfairly.
The cane hit nothing, Qian Wen slipped away quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them were several steps away. Mr. Guan paused the cane in his hand, struck first, and glared, "You are so late at night.
Sleeping, sleepwalking!"
"Old man, this is unreasonable." Qian Wen stepped forward, carefully avoiding the crutch that was about to move in the old man's hand, and circled around the old man several times. He looked at the neat outfit and gave a thumbs up.
, "Do you think this is more like sleepwalking, or a prepared sleepwalking?
thoughtful!"
Qian Wen's teasing made the old man glare at him. He held his crutch in his hand and said solemnly, "My cricket is dead, I'm going to catch it."
Qian Wen looked at the sky, the bright moon was in the sky, it must be three o'clock in the morning, then he looked at the old man and said in a teasing voice, "Well, when I get old, I will talk nonsense too."
At the same time, he winked wildly at Mr. Guan, the Admiral of the Nine Sects, very well-behaved.
A rare moment of embarrassment for the old man.
"Okay, okay, okay, I have to go out." Mr. Guan said shamelessly, then he stretched out his hand elegantly, looked at Qian Wen, "Go to the pavilion."
Qian Wen smiled and went up, helped the old man up, and the two of them walked to the pavilion.
The night was slightly cold, so I used the clothes in the old man's bag as a cushion for the old man to sit on. Qian Wen casually sat beside him, curiously flipping through the backpack the old man brought.
"A few clothes, a family photo album, a palm-sized stainless steel wine bottle, and less than a thousand coins." Qian Wen curiously flipped through the contents of the old man's bag, making the old man beside him roll his eyes, and then remembered
What, suddenly, "and a cane."
"Old man, how good are you at singing this?" Qian Wen was confused and asked vaguely.
It seemed that the old man was going to run away from home, but Qian Wen really couldn't figure out what he had done wrong in letting the old man walk away.
In the play, the old man ran away from home, wrote a letter, faked his death, and came back to life a few years later, singing about various aspects of his life.
But it was because the old man had some serious health problems, and Guan's father and mother came back to pretend to be filial and to seek family property.
The old man could see clearly that he felt lonely and a little hopeless. It was not surprising that he had such thoughts.
But now the old man dare not say that everything is going as planned. It is better than in the play. With them taking care of him and the three Pengcheng brothers and sisters, he shouldn't have such thoughts.
Qian Wen scratched his head and looked at the old man doubtfully.
The old man was silent, just looking at the night, a bit melancholy and sad, as if he was lost in thought.
Qian Wen did not interrupt, but quietly took the old man's wrist and took his pulse. Seeing that he was fine, he felt relieved and sat aside quietly to accompany the old man. When the old man was willing to say something, he would be a good listener.
Qian Wen's actions made the old man smile softly, as if he was a little relieved, chuckled heartily a few times, and looked at Qian Wen, "Go away and hide for a few days to get clean."
"You don't even have your mobile phone with you and you're leaving in the middle of the night. Are you really just asking for some peace and quiet?" Qian Wen said in disbelief.
I know you have a criminal record, don't try to fool me, it won't work.
Mr. Guan chuckled, "Okay, okay, I plan to come back when the bastard leaves."
"Didn't you all say, leave this matter to me?" Qian Wen asked.
Speaking of this, Mr. Guan, the nine-door admiral, became so angry that he raised the crutch in his hand and stomped Qian Wen's feet hard. Qian Wen's eyes bulged and he screamed.
"You are avoiding me on purpose these days, what are you doing?
Not only did he not let them fly away, but he also became more enthusiastic." Mr. Guan looked at Qian Wen and asked interrogatively.
Qian Wen grimaced in pain, and that slap hit his little finger. It was really sour, and tears hung from the corners of his eyes.
"I'm a dick~"
"It must be your fault, otherwise, they wouldn't have changed so much!" Mr. Guan raised his cane again, Qian Wen hurriedly pressed it down and changed the subject, "Let's talk about what happened tonight.
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Mr. Guan glanced at Qian Wen, and then snorted coldly, not at Qian Wen, but at someone else, "I am an unfilial son and I am a disrespectful daughter-in-law. We have lost money when doing business outside, and there is a hole.
Think of me.
Seeing as I am over ninety years old, I only have a few years left to live, so I have included the Three Cardinal Guidelines and the Five Constant Virtues, the Daughter's Sutra, and the Sutra of Filial Piety.
After ignoring me for more than thirty years, he suddenly started to care about me, which made me feel uncomfortable.
You are so busy that you have no time to pay attention to me, Chunming is soft-tempered, and the lazy cat is spoiled by you again.
I can only rely on myself, go out and hide for a while, wait for them to leave, and I will come back."
Qian Wen asked, "Don't you plan to fake your own death and relive the various aspects of life?"
Mr. Guan glared at Qian Wen with bags under his eyes, "What the hell are you talking about!"
I'm ninety-two years old, and I'm still pretending to be dead? Maybe one day I fall asleep and can't open my eyes.
Don’t you want to celebrate my 100th birthday for me?”
Qian Wen chuckled, "How dare I.
Isn't this your old lady acting out of common sense?"
"I just went out to hide for a few days to be quiet." Mr. Guan reiterated.
Qian Wen pondered for a moment, then looked at the old man and asked, "Don't you always hope that Xiaoguan's father will come back, so that he can stay by your side to take care of you and provide for you in your old age?
Now……"
The old man interrupted Qian Wen, "That was before, I'm ninety-two years old, I don't need them to support me in my old age.
No need, no need..."
As the old man talked, he closed his eyes. It was obvious that there was a kind of depression in his heart that was difficult to relieve, and it was difficult to feel relieved when the depression in his chest was revealed.
I still blame my son for neglecting him for so many years.
Nowadays, Guan Fu's Three Cardinal Guidelines and Five Constant Rules, as well as the Sutra of Filial Piety, are regarded as a purposeful behavior.
Thinking about it this way, Qian Wen understood why the old man had done what he did tonight.
I feel uncomfortable. If you don't leave, I will leave. I will avoid you and ask for some peace and quiet. Let's go to the head office.
Qian Wen was speechless. This matter was caused by the fact that his family's mansion was too big. There were no surveillance cameras in the alley, and the security was average. To prevent accidents, Qian Wen specially raised a few owls to keep vigil.
The old man didn't know where he was hiding. Qian Wen believed he could find him, but he was afraid of something unexpected happening.
Ninety-two years old, an accident becomes an accident.
Qian Wen knew that he had taken it for granted. He just wanted to relieve the depression in the old man's heart for so many years, so that the old man could feel comfortable and live longer. However, he did not expect that the depression of more than thirty years could not be easily solved.
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Especially haste makes waste. Under his instruction, Guan's father and mother's offensive was a bit too fierce, which made the old man's heart fluctuate greatly and caused a storm on the lake.
Sometimes, if you can't accept it for a while, hiding is a good solution.
Qian Wen secretly regretted that he almost did something bad with good intentions.
It seems that we need to talk to Guan's father and mother again. We need to pay attention to a policy and method, and we can't just work hard.
"Old man, are you really not happy at all when you see Xiaoguan's father greeting you these days?" Qian Wen asked seriously.
This question seemed to stop the old man, making him deep in thought. After a long time, a gust of night wind came back to his senses.
"If I didn't have a purpose, how could I be unhappy?" Mr. Guan, the nine-door admiral, sighed. After all, he was his own son, and his bones were broken but his tendons were still attached.
Being able to teach a disciple like Han Chunming who is affectionate and righteous, Mr. Guan, the admiral of the Nine Sects, is not the same person, with a passion for his family.
It's just that everything doesn't go as planned. Ever since his son started dating Yu Jinxian, it seemed like he had forgotten that he had a father.
Qian Wen stood up, helped the old man to the bedroom, and whispered, "Leave this matter to me.
I will take care of it tomorrow, but you are not allowed to run away from home.
It's scary. If there is something wrong, how can I explain it to Pengcheng and the others?
They were also brought up by you. If you throw me away, they will hate me for the rest of their lives.
It will also be something they will never forget for the rest of their lives.”
Mr. Guan, the nine-door admiral, glanced at Qian Wen, picked him up, and laughed suddenly, "You stinky boy.
Okay, I will listen to you, I have become accustomed to it over the past few decades."
Qian Wen also laughed.
The two turned around and walked towards the bedroom, when three dark figures suddenly came into view.
"ah!"
"ah!"
Qian Wen and Mr. Guan were both shocked when they spoke.
In the darkness, beside the flowerbed, three black figures stood in a row, their eyes widened and full of curiosity, their necks stretched out, listening quietly.
When the two parties turned around to meet each other, they bumped into each other, which startled the old man. The old man's cry also startled Qian Wen.
In the middle of the night, or early in the morning, there are three black figures behind you, with three pairs of big eyes open, staring at you silently.
To be as scary as possible, be as scary as possible.
Mr. Guan, the Admiral of the Nine Sects, patted his chest. He was really shocked this time and his breathing was a little messy.
Things are a bit unfavorable tonight.
"Qian Pengcheng! Qian Zhengrong! Qian Shudao!
What are you doing here if you don't sleep at night?" Qian Wen hurriedly touched the old man's chest, glared, and yelled angrily.
Qian Shudao scratched his black hair and said with doubts in his big innocent eyes, "I fell asleep and felt a little flustered and palpitated, so I wanted to go out for a walk."
Qian Zhengrong pointed at the younger sister, "I heard the door opening next door, so I followed to see what the younger sister was doing."
Qian Pengcheng said innocently, "I felt like I should wake up, so I woke up. Seeing that the lights in the bedrooms of my younger siblings were all on, I followed quietly."
Qian Wen rolled his eyes helplessly. He had the sixth sense of Shu, the sharp hearing of Zhengrong, and the god of Pengcheng who talked about unscientific destiny.
Looking at the old man who had calmed down, he muttered in his heart, "Old man, it seems that even if I didn't find you tonight, you wouldn't be able to run away from home."
Since childhood, the three brothers and sisters have grown up by the old man's side. Not to mention the old man loves them a lot and wishes to give them all good things. They are really doted on. The three brothers and sisters also have deep feelings for the old man. The wonderful connection between relatives is really amazing.
The Tao is unclear.
"Dad, where are you and my great-grandpa?" The three brothers and sisters looked at Qian Wen and Qian Wen curiously with their eyes wide open.
The next moment, the two of them pointed at each other at the same time.
Qian Wen pointed at the old man beside him and said, "Your great-grandfather is sleepwalking."
Mr. Guan pointed at Qian Wen and said, "Your father is sleepwalking."
Um?
Qian Wen and Mr. Guan both turned their heads and looked at each other, their eyes saying, "You are sleepwalking", and then they exchanged looks, not letting the third child know what happened tonight.
The communication was completed in one moment, and the next moment, the two of them spoke in unison.
"Yes, I'm sleepwalking!" Qian Wen pointed at himself.
"Yes, I am sleepwalking." Mr. Guan pointed at himself.
Um?
The two turned to look at each other again, "Where is the tacit understanding!"
After that, the two of them looked away as if nothing had happened. No one said anything, but looked at the three brothers and sisters. At the same time, they both said angrily, "If you don't sleep at night, you will have no pocket money this month!"
The three brothers and sisters looked at each other, dumbfounded, what happened?
The three brothers and sisters were driven back to sleep, with a touch of sadness.
Qian Wen sent the old man back to his house. He was frightened twice that night. The old man's pulse was a little messy and he was frightened. Qian Wen gave him acupuncture to calm his mind.
It wasn't until the old man fell asleep that Qian Wen quietly returned to his room.
Qian Wen's movements were very gentle. The little lazy cat was still asleep, lying on the bed. Qian Wen blinked his eyes in the darkness and thought quietly.
He still wanted to relieve the depression in the old man's heart, but this time he had to pay attention to the method, like the continuous spring rain, moistening like crisp, unconsciously.
Since ancient times, it has been difficult for upright officials to deal with household chores!
Qian Wen said with a headache.
This will be a relatively long-term process.
In his sleep, the little lazy cat turned over, the thin blanket slipped off, and his exquisite body was half exposed. A touch of softness squeezed Qian Wen's arm, and the little lazy cat hugged Qian Wen tightly.
Feeling sleepy, Qian Wen yawned, hugged the lazy cat, and fell asleep with the beauty in his arms, soft and weak.
…………
the next day.
Qian Wen approached Guan's father and mother.
They live in a penthouse duplex mansion, which is a property owned by Qian Wen's real estate company. Qian Wen asked Guan Xiaoguan to arrange it, and his wife's face still needs to be taken care of.
Went to the house and talked about the old man's situation.
Tell them not to run so hard lately, but to relax and have something to do. Also, give them something to do.
"Ping An Nursing Home?" Guan's father looked at the employment contract in his hand, looked up at Qian Wen in front of him, and asked doubtfully.
Qian Wen nodded, "A high-end nursing home in Forty-Nine City, surrounded by mountains and rivers, stealing a bit of tranquility in the busy city.
In this nursing home, there are many old friends of the old man who used to help me. Now that they are old, I provide them with care.
From now on, you will be the dean and take care of all aspects of their food and daily life."
Yu Jinxian frowned as he listened quietly.
Qian Wen turned around and said calmly, "What's wrong?"
Yu Jinxian hurriedly smiled and shook his head and said, "It's okay."
Qian Wen withdrew his gaze, and Yu Jinxian breathed a sigh of relief. Qian Wen continued, "Uncle will work in a nursing home for a period of time, and then find an opportunity to tell the old man that he has returned to China to develop his career and will no longer go out.
Also learn how to get along with the elderly at home."
Qian Wen planned to figure it out slowly, so that the old man could relax a little bit, let go, and untie his knot.
It is to create a lovable character for Mr. Guan and give him a formal job.
Don't sit idle, think wildly, and cause trouble for yourself.
"But I've never done this before?" Guan's father hesitated and said.
"I arranged for a vice president to assist the uncles and aunts. In fact, he is only busy with management, and it is not complicated." Qian Wen handed Guan's father a few folders from the bag he brought, "These are the records of the nursing home last quarter.
Take a look at the financial statements, uncle.
If there are no problems, I will familiarize myself with the management process of the nursing home as soon as possible this week."
Guan's father and mother Guan looked at the financial statements in their hands with confusion and found that the profits were somewhat mediocre and very stable.
"Oh, I forgot to mention that this nursing home is relatively private and not for profit, but service and warmth come first.
The people in the hospital are basically the parents or relatives of the management of my company, or retired government leaders.
I hope my uncle and aunt will manage it carefully."
Qian Wen has not only opened this nursing home. As long as he has an industry and the conditions are met, after the department's evaluation, a Ping An nursing home will be opened. It is not to make money, but to create a sense of belonging. This is what Qian's Group has given to its affiliated companies.
An implicit benefit for employees.
After the arrangements were made, Qian Wen left without asking Guan's father or mother if they agreed or if they were willing to do it.
…………
One month later, the old man became leisurely again.
When I found out that my son had completely returned to China, he seemed to have changed his mind and gave me a decree to see what the consequences would be.
Han Chunming's family.
Han Chunming's second sister, Han Chunyan, was also there, busy in the kitchen, slicing watermelon.
"The watermelon is here. This year's watermelon is so sweet. Try it."
The second sister, Han Chunyan, had a warm smile and held a large stainless steel basin with fresh large watermelons in it, placing it in front of Qian Wen and Han Chunming.
Qian Wen was not polite, he couldn't get any more cooked, so he took a piece of watermelon and started eating it.
"Sweet, I went to the countryside to harvest them. The skin is thin, the flesh is crisp and tender, and the taste is sweet and juicy. It's delicious."
Qian Wen ate a few slices of the watermelon, which had been slightly chilled. It was very delicious and could relieve the heat. "Bring a few slices to me when you leave later. It's so delicious and has enough sugar."
Han Chunming wiped his hands and said with a smile, "I found that you are more active in eating than in your business."
The second sister, Han Chunyan, nodded and said with a smile, "I feel the same way. Let's just talk about the project that I was asked to supervise. Apart from going there once at the beginning, I have never been here again.
How careless you are."
Qian Wen smiled and said, "Don't worry, Sister Chunyan.
Moreover, there are only delicious food and... ahem, you can’t live up to it.”
"What should we not live up to when it comes to delicious food?" Han Chunming asked sharply.
Qian Wen said calmly and neatly, "Only food and love can't be let down."
"Something's wrong, something's wrong, I don't think you meant that." Han Chunming looked at Qian Wen with inquiring eyes.
Qian Wen changed the topic, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Why did you come to me?"
"How careless you are." Han Chunming said speechlessly, "We have built a museum in the Second Ring Road. When are you going to move your treasure in?
I'm still waiting to open my eyes. You've been so mysterious and secretive. I'll see how many treasures you've hidden if you don't let me know."
"Is the decoration finished?" Qian Wen suddenly realized that it was so fast.
"Well, our two museums have been built, just across the street from each other.
I just want to ask, what do you think, our two museums are so close, do you want to compete with each other?" Han Chunming thought for a moment when he thought that there was only one street apart, dozens of steps away, and the two museums were opposite each other.
To complain, Qian Wenfei said that the two companies would choose a location far away from each other, but Qian Wenfei said it was okay and would not have any impact.
But they are all Chinese antiques, how could it not have any impact? Although he doesn't care about the ticket money for building this private museum, it is the first time for him to do this at a loss, and he feels strange, especially because it occupies the 49th city.
A large area of the Second Ring Road.
Qian Wenshen said mysteriously, "You will know on the opening day."