To be honest, talking to the former Minister of Education around him, Ye Huang was still under a lot of pressure, not because of the status of the former high-ranking official in front of him, but because of the father-daughter relationship between the latter and Yue'er.
On the surface, Ye Huang acted indifferently and seemed to have everything under control. In fact, he had no idea in his heart. He was still his father-in-law no matter what. No matter how tough he said or how decisive he was, in the end he could not
It's impossible to really do anything to him.
Emperor Ye knew this very well, and he believed that the old man in front of him also knew this very well.
"Okay, you kid barely met the standard. If I try to trip you up again today, Yue'er behind the door will probably rush out and grab my chin." Qin Guangye smiled slightly as he watched Ye Huang exhale.
He glanced in the direction behind the kitchen door and said.
As soon as he said this, Qin Yue, who was hiding behind the door and eavesdropping, came out with a big blush.
"Dad...how did you know I was behind the door?" Qin Yue came over angrily, rubbing her father's shoulders and said obediently.
"How could I not know? You are my Qin Guangye's daughter, how could I not know? You have been like an old man since you were a child. When your mother and I talk about something in the house, you always like to hide behind the door and eavesdrop.
Even after being beaten like this, I can't change this habit." Qin Guangye said with emotion while holding his daughter's hand.
"More than ten years have passed in a flash, and my daughter has grown into a beautiful girl and is about to get married."
"Dad, I haven't said I want to get married yet." Qin Yue's pretty face couldn't help but be covered with red clouds when her father made such a joke, and she shook Qin Guangye's shoulders and said coquettishly.
"Okay, if you want dad's old bones, he will fall apart. You are already so old, and it is only a matter of time before you get married."
"I didn't say I would get married now, I still have to serve you and your two elders." Qin Yue muttered, glanced at Ye Huang and whispered, and anyone could hear the sweetness in her voice.
"As long as you can be well, your mother and I will feel at ease. Whether you can be by your side is the next best thing. Yue'er, I just told Emperor Ye that if this kid bullies you in the future, you should call back.
Come on, dad will take it out on you."
"Dad...Yehuang has always been very kind to me. I was the only one who bullied him."
"Hahaha, that's it. If the love is good, then I'll be relieved." Seeing Ye Huang snickering, Qin Guangye's face tightened again.
"You kid, don't snicker. Yue'er has nothing but good things to say for you. Don't think I believe it all. When I go to Yucheng for a raid and see you treating my daughter badly, you will be the one to suffer."
"Hey, uncle, how dare I do that? Yue'er and the others have always made the decisions in the family. They are landlords and I am a tenant farmer." Ye Huang cried.
"This is the last thing, and I will continue to do so in the future."
Regarding Qin Guangye's words, Ye Huang and Qin Yue looked at each other and could only smile bitterly.
This old man is really afraid that his precious daughter will be wronged in his hands.
"You're still talking, come over here and help me chop vegetables. Emperor Ye is here today, and you old guy still wants to be lazy."
"Here, look, I just had two cups of tea with this guy, and now you're urging me."
"Didn't you say that men should treat women well?"
"Hey, I'm not teaching my daughter Xu a lesson, but you take it seriously." As he said this, Qin Guangye stood up and entered the kitchen.
"My father and my mother are like this. Sometimes they like to quarrel, and sometimes they are very affectionate. They have been fighting like a treasure for half their lives, which makes you laugh." On the sofa, Qin Yue felt helpless when she heard her parents' words.
shook his head.
"That's good. Aren't we all in the same position as dad at home? A man doing this shows that he really loves the other person, like me."
"Come on, your love has been divided into seven or eight yuan." Qin Yue gave the boastful Ye Huang a blank look and stood up and walked to the kitchen.
"You watch some TV first. We'll have lunch and then go out for a walk in the afternoon."
"I don't care, there's nothing wrong anyway." Ye Huang smiled and had no objection.
As the saying goes, the more a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she likes him. This is absolutely true.
Although Su Rong, the mother-in-law, vaguely knew that Ye Huang had more than one woman, the latter did not get too entangled in this matter at the dinner table. She just mentioned a few words casually. After Ye Huang answered seriously
Even if you pass the test.
He was still serving the Emperor Ye after finishing the meal, which made Qin Yue next to him burst into jealousy and sweat. It was not as if his daughter had entered the house, but as if his son had returned home.
Regarding Qin Yue's jealousy, Qin's mother suppressed it with the theory that her son-in-law was half a son, until Qin Yue was so angry that she buried her head in eating.
If the Yellow River and the Yangtze River are the mother rivers of China, then for the entire Nanjing, the Qinhuai River is the mother river of Nanjing.
Ten miles away from Qinhuai, the vast expanse of smoke has been the most prosperous area in Nanjing from ancient times to the present. It is known as: the area of smoke and moon in the Six Dynasties, the place where gold and powder gathered."
In the Tang Dynasty Du Mu's poem "Parking at Qinhuai", "The smoke cage is cold, the moon is caged in the sand, and the Qinhuai River is close to the restaurant at night." It refers to the Qinhuai land in Jinling.
Although today's Qinhuai River is no longer the prosperous scene of the Tang and Song Dynasties, and there are no literati and poets who used to recite poems and rhymes, it is still a unique scenery in Nanjing. Thousands of years of cultural accumulation make both sides of the Qinhuai River still reveal a bit of poetry.
Yaxing.
After having lunch at Qin's house, Ye Huang and Qin Yue accompanied the two elders to the scenic spots around the Qinhuai River to bask in the sun.
Perhaps because it was a Saturday, the entire bank of the Qinhuai River was crowded with tourists, almost crowded. After accompanying Qin Yue’s parents to visit Confucius Temple, Wuyi Lane and other famous scenic spots in the Qinhuai River, the four of them
I found a relatively secluded place and sat down.
In fact, Ye Huang knew that Qin Yue's parents always said that the ten-mile Qinhuai River was already familiar to them, who were born and raised in Nanjing. The reason why they visited several famous scenic spots today was more to take care of himself as a foreigner.
"Ten miles away from Qinhuai, the vast mist is vast. Shengjing is still there, but the soul is not there." Looking at the crowded situation in the distance, Qin Guangye, an old man who rose from a university teacher to the Minister of Education, sighed again.
"Dad, come out and relax, you are sighing again." Qin Yue, who had just gone out to buy a few bottles of water and returned, heard her father start to lament the changes of the times in the Qinhuai River again, and couldn't help but glare at him.
"Okay, okay, I came out to relax today, why don't I spoil the fun? Really, I'm not a big person, but I'm already as nagging as your mother."
As a result, Qin Guangye's words directly attracted the cold looks of Qin Yue and his wife. In the end, he could only smile dryly and said nothing.
Here, Ye Huang looked at the family with a faint smile. He knew why Qin Guangye in front of him was sighing like this.
Since the 1980s, restorative reconstruction has been going on around the Qinhuai River and Confucius Temple. Now it has almost completely restored its former glory. At night, the scene of smoke and cold water and moon and sand has long since reappeared, but today's Qinhuai River
We can only get its shape but not its origin.
Look at the people who are entertained in the shops and clubs on both sides of the Qinhuai River today. They are either fat-bellied officials or businessmen who have got into the eyes of money. They are really like the poets and poets entertained in the Tang and Song Dynasties in this profit-seeking world.
The era is really hard to find.
In fact, not only the Qinhuai River and Confucius Temple in Nanjing, but also the whole of China are in this situation. If officials want to make political achievements, they have to consider restoring the grandeur of the city. After the restoration, tourism alone cannot maintain it.
The shops must be rented out, so most of the people stationed in the tourist areas are seeking profit.
Some private clubs and high-end hotels and restaurants value this antique thing the most, and they need to use this pseudo-elegance to decorate their facades.
Over time, the so-called cultural complex in every city has become the somewhat nondescript appearance it has today. Ordinary people can only stand outside and watch, but they dare not enter easily. They can only squeeze around on the bridge outside and grind.
The soles of my feet, but never once did I truly appreciate the charm of the former representative work of civilization that the government had spent great efforts to build.
Ye Huang couldn't say he had any special emotions about all this. After all, this is the era of market economy, and everything is in line with the development of the market. If we really want to prevent this situation from happening, it cannot be stopped by one or two people.
The general trend is inevitable and no one can stop it.
Speaking of which, in this regard, Qin Guangye still has the utopian dream of some university teachers. Perhaps he retired from the position of Minister of Education very early because some of his ambitions could not be realized.
When Qin Yue complained, Qin Guangye stopped sighing and went over to join in the fun when he saw a few old people playing chess next to him. Qin Yue sat there with his mother and whispered something. Qin Yue's face turned pale.
Hong looked towards Ye Huang from time to time.
Ye Huang did not speculate on what the mother and daughter were talking about. He smiled and stood up to walk around.
I have to say that after so many years of development in the Qinhuai River area, the appearance of the buildings alone is indeed very eye-catching. Of course, this is only for ordinary people, like Ye Huang, who have seen almost all the major scenes in the world.
He said that few things about the Qinhuai River could touch his heart.
There are neither the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai nor the Eight Wonders of Qinhuai. When only solid buildings are left on both sides of the Qinhuai River, there is not much left.
After looking at the somewhat turbid river water for a while, Ye Huang sighed quietly, turned around and walked towards the vendor selling cotton candy next to him.
In Ye Huang's opinion, the cold buildings on display are not as humane as the hawkers who are driven around by the urban management.
Arriving at the stall, Ye Huang took a look, took out ten dollars and reached for the marshmallows stuck on the shelf. However, in the end, what Ye Huang grabbed was not the marshmallows, but a pair of soft little hands.
