At three o'clock in the afternoon, the plane landed at Suhang Airport.
As soon as Ye Qiu and Qian Jinglan came out of the airport, they saw a man in his thirties holding a sign with Ye Qiu's name written on it.
Ye Qiu walked straight over.
"Hello, I'm Ye Qiu." Ye Qiu said.
The man glanced at Ye Qiu, and then said respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Ye, Mr. Han asked me to pick you up."
"What do you call it?" Ye Qiu asked.
"My name is Yuan Lei." The man grinned and said, "Mr. Ye, you can call me Lao Yuan."
"Lao Yuan, thank you for your hard work."
"It is my honor to serve Mr. Ye!"
Yuan Lei took the luggage from Ye Qiu, took them to the parking lot, and opened the door of a car.
Ye Qiu glanced at it.
Good guy, it turns out to be a top-end version of the Maybach, worth tens of millions.
"Mr. Ye, please get in the car." Yuan Lei made an invitation gesture.
Ye Qiu and Qian Jinglan got into the car.
After Yuan Lei started the car, he asked: "Mr. Ye, according to Mr. Han's instructions, I have booked a hotel for you. Do you want to go to the hotel first, or..."
Before Yuan Lei could finish speaking, Ye Qiu interrupted him.
"Go directly to Qian's house!"
On the road.
Ye Qiu turned on his mobile phone and browsed through the information sent by Han Long, gaining a general understanding of the history of the Qian family and the old man of the Qian family.
The Qian family in Suhang is a famous family, and everyone in the family takes teaching and educating people as their own responsibility.
During the Ming Dynasty, half of the scholars in Jiangnan came from the Qian family, including the four famous Jiangnan talents in history, who all studied under the Qian family.
At the end of the Qing Dynasty, due to the turmoil in the current situation, the Qian family gradually declined.
It was not until the Republic of China that another great figure emerged from the Qian family, who was the earliest member of the Tongmenghui and a great educator.
Mr. Qian, whose name is Qian Siyuan, is eighty-nine years old. He is a famous educator, calligrapher, painter, translator, and master of Chinese studies in China.
At the same time, he is also an honorary professor in thirty-two top universities in China.
Disciples all over the world!
Many of Mr. Qian's students are now powerful princes or leaders in various industries. The most famous among them is Mr. Zhang from the four major families in the capital.
Seeing this, Ye Qiu was thinking about another thing.
Zhang Jiuling called him before and asked him to rescue Mr. Qian. Although Ye Qiu agreed, he still hesitated in his heart.
From a personal perspective, he is unwilling.
Although Mr. Qian was his grandfather, Mr. Qian expelled his mother from the family, causing her to suffer for more than twenty years.
But from a doctor's point of view, it is his duty to save lives and heal the wounded. Regardless of his mother's reasons, Mr. Qian is a respectable educator and should be treated.
Ye Qiu was in a dilemma.
"Qiu'er..."
Qian Jinglan suddenly spoke, and after looking at Ye Qiu, she stopped talking.
Ye Qiu smiled and said: "Mom, you are my dearest person, so just say what you want to say!"
Qian Jinglan then said: "Qiu'er, when I got pregnant out of wedlock, I really brought shame on your grandfather's face."
"I no longer blame him for what happened in the past."
"If you can cure your grandpa, then you must save him!" After Qian Jinglan finished speaking, she looked at Ye Qiu nervously, fearing that Ye Qiu would not agree.
"Mom, don't worry, even if you don't tell me, I will treat grandpa."
"I knew you were a filial child." Qian Jinglan breathed a sigh of relief and then added: "By the way Qiu'er, it's best not to let your uncle know about the commitment letter."
"Why?"
Qian Jinglan said: "If the eldest brother finds out, he will inevitably blame Chunmei and Ronger, which will inevitably lead to family conflicts."
"Besides, wouldn't we be living a pretty good life without those legacies?"
"So, it's best not to mention this matter."
Ye Qiu nodded slightly: "I understand."
…
Outside the gate of the Qian family's old house.
A large group of family members are waiting.
Cao Chunmei and her daughter have returned from Jiangzhou.
"Mom, Qian Jinglan and the others will be here soon, won't the commitment letter be exposed?" Qian Rong asked in a low voice, a little worried.
"What are you afraid of? She has already signed it. She can't take away the old man's inheritance." Cao Chunmei sneered: "I was kicked out of the house more than 20 years ago. I didn't expect that she would have the nerve to come back."
"Sister-in-law, what are you and Ronger talking about?" Qian Weidong's wife Zhu Xuemiao asked with a smile.
"It's nothing." Cao Chunmei winked at Qian Rong and signaled her not to say more.
"Sister-in-law, you and Rong'er just came back from Jiangzhou. You should have met Jinglan, right? How is Jinglan doing?" Zhu Xuemiao said with emotion: "I haven't seen Jinglan for more than 20 years, and I don't know Jinglan."
What has it become now?”
"I told you that you might not believe me. Even if Qian Jinglan is standing in front of you, you wouldn't recognize her now."
Cao Chunmei said: "Although Qian Jinglan is only in her forties, her face is frowned and her hair is white. She looks like a rural woman in her sixties or seventies."
"Sister-in-law, are you kidding me?"
"Do you think I'm joking? If you don't believe it, ask Ronger."
Qian Rong said to Zhu Xuemiao and a group of family members: "You haven't seen it. The wrinkles on Qian Jinglan's face are as rough as tree bark."
"She and her bastard son live in a house that is less than ten square meters. The house is in a mess. There is no place to step down. It is like a doghouse. When I opened the door and entered, I almost vomited."
"My mother is still kind-hearted. Thinking that she is my father's biological sister after all, she can't bear it. She kindly gave her 50,000 yuan, but she didn't want it."
"It's okay if you don't appreciate it. What else do you think her bastard son said?"
Qian Rong glanced at everyone and said: "That bastard said that our Qian family's money is dirty, and that our Qian family members are like maggots in the sewer. It's extremely disgusting."
Qian Rong wanted to deliberately provoke everyone's anger.
Sure enough, after hearing her words, Zhu Xuemiao and other family members became angry and reprimanded:
"This is really unreasonable!"
"Our Qian family has a century-old scholarly family, how can we allow him to insult us?"
"He's just a bastard, why are you so arrogant?"
A cold light flashed in Zhu Xuemiao's eyes, and she asked: "Rong'er, is that bastard coming back too?"
Qian Rong said: "I heard from my dad that Qian Jinglan brought him back."
"You dare to bring a bastard into your home, what does Qian Jinglan want to do?"
"Does she want to make the old man angry to death, or does she want to humiliate our Qian family's century-old scholarly family name?"
Zhu Xuemiao snorted coldly and ordered Qian Duoduo behind him:
"Duoduo, when that bastard arrives, you can punish him for me and let him know that no bastard can enter our Qian family."
"Don't worry, Mom, I'm the best at this kind of thing."
Qian Duoduo was excitedly gearing up. He has never beaten his cousin before he has grown up, and he doesn’t know what it feels like.
Cao Chunmei and Qian Rong secretly exchanged glances, feeling proud of themselves.
Just at this moment, a Maybach car appeared in everyone's sight...
[The author has something to say]
Let me explain: 1. I wrote Chapter 3 yesterday until about 2 o'clock in the morning. I wrote 5 versions and more than 8,000 words. For the sake of rhythm and fluency, I finally deleted them all.
2. The word count of each chapter is within 2000-3000 words, and will not be less than 2000 words at least.
3. Sometimes I want to finish writing three chapters and upload them together, but when the third chapter is finished, it will be midnight and I am worried that the review will be off, so I can only write two chapters and publish them first. Please understand~
