In Kyoto, Chen Yunfeng is currently sitting in the main hall of the Chen family.
Beside him, there were three middle-aged men, Cao Xiang, Liu Yinhui, and Ying Yujiang. In the eyes of ordinary people, the names of these three people seemed ordinary and even a little weird.
But if it were placed among the Chinese aristocratic families, it would definitely make countless people pale in horror.
The four masters of Kyoto, Chen, Cao, Liu, and Ying, are now gathered together.
The four people had different expressions, Cao Xiang and Chen Yunfeng had faint smiles, Liu Yinhui had a slightly ugly face, and Ying Yujiang had no joy or sorrow on his face, but looked calm.
"Master Chen, are you telling the truth?" Liu Yinhui's voice was slow and he looked at Chen Yunfeng solemnly.
"How dare I lie about this matter?" Chen Yunfeng smiled faintly, "If Master Liu doesn't believe it, just follow what I said, and you will know when the time comes."
Liu Yinhui couldn't help but remain silent, but Cao Xiang smiled lightly and said: "Okay, I will promise the Master Cao about this. I think the New Year is approaching, and I will know it when we see it if it is true or false."
Ying Yujiang's expression was calm. He was tall and tall, almost two meters tall. He was like a giant. Sitting in the lobby, he never spoke a word.
Suddenly, the entire lobby fell into silence.
When the other three masters walked out of Chen's house, Liu Yinhui couldn't help but take a look at the weather filled with dark clouds and snowflakes, and couldn't help but sigh softly, "Qin family!"
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Jinling, most of the Qin family are almost back now.
After all, the New Year is approaching and there is less than a week left. Even if the Qin family is busy, they will not choose to be busy at this time.
There was even more joy in front of the Qin family's house.
This is a villa area, and the entire villa belongs to the Qin family. In Jiaozu, it is more like a small village.
The Qin family has the smallest number among the five major aristocratic families. Counting direct descendants, there are only more than a hundred people in total. However, even these more than a hundred people need nearly a hundred villas. It can be seen that the Qin family is in Jinling.
It's so spectacular. Mr. Qin has been running this place for decades. Even this villa area was built after countless hardships.
In this villa area, Mr. Qin Zhonghua lives in the most central villa. He writes couplets with vigorous pen and ink in his hands.
This is the old man's hobby. Every year, the couplets in front of Qin's house are written by Mr. Qin himself.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Qin Zhonghua's smooth writing style lost its flavor after a pause. The old man was not angry, so he simply put the pen and ink aside and sat down slowly.
"Come in!" He said slowly, looking at the person coming.
The person who came was Qin Wenjun, his eldest son. Qin Wenjun was smiling at this moment. When he saw the half-written couplet, he couldn't help being slightly startled and said apologetically: "Dad, I'm sorry to disturb you from writing the couplet."
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Qin Zhonghua smiled faintly and said slowly: "Just write another one!"
Qin Wenjun smiled bitterly, and then said: "The second, third, and fourth children are all back, and they are still the same."
"No new ones?" Qin Zhonghua frowned slightly.
Qin Wenjun couldn't help but have a strange expression on his face, and said with a wry smile: "Dad, how old are we? How old are we?"
Qin Zhonghua couldn't help but glance at it and said calmly: "I was forty-two and your mother was forty-three and still gave birth to Wen De. Now that I am over eighty, are you too old?"
He is nearly 70 years old, and his hair has already turned white.
Qin Wenjun couldn't help but be startled. Looking at his father's hair covered with silver frost, he couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart.
Unknowingly, this old man has been carrying the Qin family for more than half a century!
"You didn't bring back your boyfriend or girlfriend?" Mr. Qin continued to ask. He usually didn't care much about these things, but every year at the end of the year, he had to pay a lot of attention to the important matters of his children and grandchildren.
"No!" Qin Wenjun shook his head, "Maybe there is, but not yet.
It’s time to take it back to the Qin family!”
Qin Zhonghua stopped asking, and then Qin Wenjun mentioned why he came.
He hesitated and said, "Dad, will Lao Wu come back this year?"
Qin Zhonghua frowned, raised his head and glared at Qin Wenjun, "Of course he will come back. Wende is your brother. If he doesn't come back at the end of the year, will they let their family live on their own?"
Qin Wenjun knew that his words would make the old man angry, but he had his own considerations, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Dad, I know what you are thinking, but you also know that although Qin Yun has been better recently and seems to have started to practice again, Wen Guo's
How can I get by? Not to mention that the third brother and sister are the kind of unreasonable masters. If the fifth child comes back, will the Qin family be turned upside down this year? "
This time, Qin Zhonghua was slightly silent, "I know this."
Then, he was about to pour tea. Upon seeing this, Qin Wenjun took the initiative to greet Qin Zhonghua and poured tea for Qin Zhonghua. The tea was steaming, and Qin Zhonghua took a sip.
"It's the end of the year, let's disperse all the grievances and grievances. Don't you also have some conflicts with the second and fourth children? Conflicts are contradictions. You can make it clear in the open. After all, your blood is thicker than water. You are both.
Family." Qin Zhonghua's voice was slow, and then he put the tea cup on the table. Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, "Tell the third child that if he dares to cause trouble to the fifth child at this time of the year, then don't
Blame it on me, a father, for turning against me."
"My old bones haven't even been buried yet, and yet I want to fight? Lao Wu has not given him any rights or even half of his wealth these years. Yun'er's martial arts has been abolished and then re-cultivated. How dare he say right and wrong in front of me?
When things go wrong, don't blame me for not giving him face."
Qin Wenjun couldn't help but smile bitterly, nodded helplessly and said: "I understand!"
He understood what his father was thinking. Qin Wende's family only saw each other a few times a year, and the old man missed him dearly when he was not around these years. If the third child got into trouble at this time, it would definitely not be Qin Wende who suffered.
The five brothers of his Qin family already have some conflicts, and even he has some conflicts with the others. After all, the Qin family is so big, everyone wants to get one more point. This is how the family is, and Qin Wenjun understands it better.
The purpose of his coming was not to dissuade the old man, but to ask for his opinion. Since the old man said so, he would naturally not say anything else.
"By the way, I heard that you saw Xiaoxuan in Jiangnan before?" Qin Zhonghua suddenly asked.
Mentioning Qin Xuan, Qin Wenjun couldn't help but frown, and a faint coolness flashed in his eyes.
"Saw it!" Qin Wenjun said lukewarmly.
"How is this kid doing recently? I heard that his college entrance examination results are pretty good?" Qin Zhonghua sighed softly: "Wende has been doing that kind of Wende society these years, and he doesn't care enough about Xiaoxuan. In the past few years, I saw that Xiaoxuan
Xuan has great opinions on Wende, and he seems to be becoming more and more introverted and stubborn."
"This is not a good direction. I wonder if there will be any changes after I go to college this year!"
When Qin Wenjun heard Qin Zhonghua's words, he couldn't help but sneered, "Change? Of course there is!"
"Qin Xuan is so arrogant now that even an uncle like me is ashamed."
When Qin Wenjun heard about the conversation he had with Qin Xuan, he was furious.
Qin Zhonghua was startled. He heard the dissatisfaction in Qin Wenjun's words. He turned to look at Qin Wenjun and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on?"