Hearing the noise outside the house, Chen Tu quickly picked up the teacup and said to Jiang Cheng, "Old man, your tea is ready."
Jiang Cheng reached out to take the tea cup, and was naturally interrupted when he confided in his heart.
"Dad, what are you writing today?"
Jiang Shiwen walked in with a smile from outside.
"Oh, it's the poetry that came over. I was just messing around and writing randomly."
Jiang Cheng took a sip of the tea handed over by Chen Tu.
"Dad, your calligraphy works are hard to find in the capital!"
Jiang Shiwen said with a smile.
She walked to the desk and admired it. It was a banner that had just been written, and it still exuded a faint fragrance of ink.
She whispered softly: "The first moon is like an unstrung bow, hanging clearly on the edge of the blue sky.
At that time, people couldn’t help but think that their eyebrows were small, and the sky was filled with reunions.”
Jiang Shiwen has been reading poetry since she was a child. She knew that this poem was written by a child named Liao in the Tang Dynasty.
In the poem, scenes are used to express emotions and objects are used to express aspirations.
It means, despite my young age now, when I grow up, I will do a great cause that will illuminate the world.
Jiang Cheng wrote this calligraphy to express his ardent expectations for his great-grandson through poetry, and also hoped that the family could be reunited.
Jiang Shiwen frowned slightly, then relaxed his eyebrows.
She smiled and praised, "Dad, your handwriting is getting better and better."
"Haha, you girl, you are dozens of years old and you are still flattering me."
Jiang Cheng joked.
"Hey, why do you have time to come here today?"
"Dad, this is new tea that I personally picked from the tea mountain, specially brought to you."
Jiang Shiwen took a small bag from Quan Fang.
Chen Tu quickly picked it up.
Jiang Shiwen sat down and chatted with his father Jiang Cheng for a while with a smile on his face.
Seeing that it was almost time, she stood up and said goodbye.
After walking out of the old courtyard, her eyes turned cold, like Arctic glaciers.
The moment the car started, she looked back at the old courtyard.
The hands hidden behind her were held tightly.
On the other side, Qin Fan and Yi Liangzhe were still tasting tea.
Chat with Liu Qingyang from time to time.
At this time, a man in his thirties walked in from outside.
This man seemed to be very familiar with Liu Qingyang, and he started shouting as soon as he came in.
"Old Liu, something is probably going to happen to the Yuwen family again."
When Liu Qingyang heard this, his eyebrows immediately wrinkled into a Sichuan shape, "Lao Xie, what happened?"
"Maybe you don't know yet, check out Douyin."
Lao Xie said.
Liu Qingyang quickly opened Douyin and immediately pushed a short video of Fengqing Street.
It turned out to be a video of a group of security guards driving away boys and girls in Han costume.
I have to say that the speed of Internet communication is really too fast.
In this short period of time, there were tens of thousands of comments, causing an uproar on the Internet. The number of reprints was very large, which aroused the indignation of hundreds of millions of netizens and caused a huge uproar.
Qin Fan and the others also opened Douyin to watch.
Liu Qingyang asked in surprise: "What does this have to do with the Yuwen family?"
Lao Xie smiled bitterly and said: "The reason is this. Gu Dahong sent people to deal with these teenagers in Hanfu. When Xiang Wan saw injustice on the road, he beat up a group of them."
"Oh, is Gu Dahong going to take revenge again?"
Liu Qingyang asked.
Hearing the conversation between the two, Phoenix Girl couldn't help but interrupt, "Brother, are you talking about Yuwen Xiangwan?"
Lao Xie looked at the Phoenix girl, nodded and said, "Yes, that's Yu Wen Xiangwan's kid."
He turned to Liu Qingyang and said: "Gu Dahong is a person who must take revenge. I'm afraid that the Yuwen family will really live on the street this time."
Qin Fan was very surprised, "Why are you living on the street?"
Liu Qingyang shook his head and sighed, and recounted a story from the past.
"Sir, you don't know something. When this street was built, Yu Wenjie, oh, Yu Wen Xiangwan's father, was a worker on this construction site."
"It is said that I accidentally broke an antique consigned from Japan, which was worth more than one million yuan. I had no choice but to write an IOU and pay it back slowly."
"For this reason, Yu Wenjie became so angry that he vomited blood on the spot, and he became ill from then on."
"Now that kid Xiang Wan is confronting Gu Dahong again, the other party will definitely take revenge. Maybe Gu Dahong and the others will force them to use the house to repay the debt in advance on the pretext of paying off the debt again."
"Last time, Xiang Wan also fought against an injustice. Gu Dahong led people to collect debts. In the end, Yuwen Xiang Wan knelt for two days and two nights before he was kicked out."
After listening to Liu Qingyang's narration, Qin Fan's heart moved.
I thought to myself: "Yu Wenjie is actually a construction site worker, does he know something?"
Qin Fan admired Yuwen Xiangwan very much and had a good impression of him. Seeing that young man reminded Qin Fan of himself in high school.
Now that he knows the reason, Qin Fan seems to be unable to do anything about it.
He asked Yi Liangzhe for his opinion with his eyes, and the latter nodded in agreement.
"Boss Liu, does Yu Wenjie's family live in Xiaohu Village?"
Qin Fan asked.
"Yes, just to the southwest, not far."
Liu Qingyang said: "Sir, do you know Yu Wenjie?"
"Oh, we have some interactions with Yuwen Xiangwan, we can be considered friends."
Qin Fan said.
He stood up and said, "Brother Yi, let's just take a walk."
"Okay, let's go take a look and maybe we can help him."
Yi Liangzhe said.
"Boss Liu, how much is the tea?"
Xiaowen is ready to check out.
Liu Qingyang smiled and said, "These gentlemen are also people who are eager for justice. They are just a few cups of tea. It's my treat."
"Oh, thank you, Boss Liu."
Yi Liangzhe said.
"If possible, please ask a few gentlemen to help the Yuwen family. That child Xiang Wan is sensible and filial to his parents, but he is so pitiful."
Liu Qingyang sincerely requested a few people.
"Well, don't worry, as long as we are here, nothing will happen."
Qin Fan smiled.
Several people hurriedly walked out of the tea house, stopped the taxi and rushed over.
"Old Liu, can these people do it?"
Lao Xie looked at the direction where Qin Fan and Yi Liangzhe disappeared.
To be honest, he felt uneasy because he always felt that these people spoke too convincingly and were a bit unreliable.
Qin Fan and the others may not know who Gu Dahong is, but they do.
The key is that behind Gu Dahong there is Jiang Baoguo.
"It should be no problem. I've always judged people very accurately. These people are not simple, especially that young man. He explained my purpose of opening the tea house in one sentence."
Liu Qingyang said.
"Oh..." Lao Xie nodded, "I hope these people can restrain Gu Dahong and the others."
Xiaohu Village in the southwest.
This place is located in the suburbs of Aodu. Behind the scattered high-rise buildings, there is a large area of resettlement housing.
Three cars stopped in front of a low-rise house with only two floors.
A dozen men with fierce looks and arrogant figures jumped out from the car.
The leader was none other than Feng Xinhe, the gangster leader. Feng Xinxin pounded a rusty subway door with his fists without scruples.
It made a "clang, bang, bang, bang" sound, alarming the surrounding residents.
"Oh, who is it, knocking so loudly!"
There was a house closest to this house, and the male owner stuck his head out from the second floor to check in dissatisfaction.
But then, his complaints stopped abruptly, because he found that the gangster leader was looking up at him fiercely.
"Oh, it's Brother Ma, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
The male host quickly forced out a smile and retracted his head.
Other residents raised their heads and saw the gangster leader, Brother Ma, and quickly closed their windows, not daring to make a sound.
"Squeak!"
The iron door was opened from the inside, and it was a woman in her late forties.
She was Yu Wen Xiangwan's mother, Hua Erniang. When she saw that it was Ma Ge, the gangster leader, her expression suddenly changed.
As the saying goes, don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing. If these people come to the door in a menacing manner, there must be nothing good going on.
She forced a smile and said, "Brother Xiao Ma, why are you free to come to my house today?"
"Where's Yu Wenjie?"
Brother Ma asked with a sneer.
"My man is not in good health and has been resting in bed."
Hua Erniang said.
Brother Ma reached out and lifted Hua Erniang, and rushed in directly.
Hua Erniang was a woman, and she was unexpectedly kicked by Brother Ma, causing her to stumble and almost fall.
After she stood firm, she tried to stop the gangsters, but she couldn't.
"Brother Ma, what on earth do you want to do?"
"Haha, pay me back!"
"Why do you have to pay back the money again? It's only April, it's still very early before the end of the year."
Hua Erniang said anxiously.
Brother Ma smiled coldly, "It's not you who has the final say, it's our decision to pay it back as long as it takes, do you understand?"
He strode into the house. In the slightly dark room, there was a man lying on the bed.
The body is thin, the complexion is sallow, and the spirit is listless.
(Author's note: Qin Fan wants to recruit another right-hand man, who is the descendant of Yu Wen Xiang Wan Hua?