An Xia's paintings

Chapter 57

Qin Mingde was taken aback by the question, and then said seriously: "Grandpa is doing it for your own good! Could it be that your grandpa can still push you into the fire pit?"

Qin Ruihe showed a puzzled expression on his face at the right time: "Then, I want to ask Grandpa, a future of loneliness and a future of loving each other, or a future of loving each other, which one would Grandpa want to see more?"

Qin Mingde was about to answer without hesitation, and then realized that the co-author was playing tricks on him, and immediately blew his beard and stared: "Don't try to fool your grandpa! Without that Lin Anxia, ​​you would be alone and helpless." ? There are so many good girls in the world, and none of them can compare to Lin Anxia?"

Qin Ruihe nodded his head as a matter of course: "There is only one Lin Anxia in the world... I only have my eyes on that one person... Without him, I should be alone and helpless."

"Nonsense!" Qin Mingde was angry from the heart: "You are such a big man, you still think you are a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old? You are impulsive and reckless, and you really want to live with a man for the rest of your life. I don't care about those things when you were young." Don't worry about it with you, now you are almost 30 years old and you still don't know what's going on?"

Qin Ruihe was not surprised that Qin Mingde knew about his past. He never cared too much about Qin Mingde's excessive attention to him. After all, he was someone he liked. Qin Ruihe himself also hoped to get his family It's just that in the past... No matter what, Qin Rui and An Xia now are the ones who are determined to live together for the rest of their lives. If Grandpa always obstructs him in every possible way until the end, they will never be able to please him.

"If grandpa knows what happened in the past, he should know... I have always liked men!"

Qin Mingde took a deep breath, with incredible shock in his eyes, "If this is the case, why did you still make such a fuss eight years ago?"

In fact, Qin Mingde didn't know much about what happened eight years ago. He only knew that at that time Qin Ruihe was in love with a classmate of his, but for some unknown reason, the two broke up and it was very unpleasant.But Qin Mingde knew that if Qin Ruihe didn't value the relationship with men, with his seriousness, he would not break up easily no matter what, so in Qin Mingde's view, if Qin Ruihe really As he said, he only likes men, not for fun. It doesn't make sense that at a more vigorous age, it is so easy to get bored with the person he likes, which leads to a breakup.

Qin Ruihe lowered his eyelids: "Because it's hard for me to like anything since I was a child. Even eight years ago, it was just a faint liking. This kind of liking gradually disappeared with the passage of time... That's what caused those bad consequences. In the final analysis, I have to pay a lot of responsibility for what happened eight years ago. I failed that person. But An Xia is different now..."

"Hmph." Qin Mingde said coldly, "How do you know it's different this time?"

Qin Ruihe raised his head and looked directly at his grandfather, "Because I can feel it. I have lived for 28 years, and I have never had such strong feelings for a person. Maybe I will not have such feelings in another 28 years. Ever I also doubted myself, if I failed someone again, I would never indulge my feelings, precisely because I knew that An Xia was different, he was different from anyone else! Maybe what I say now seems ridiculous to grandpa, but sometimes feelings are so inexplicable. I am not a child of seventeen or eighteen years old. Grandpa, no one knows what I want better than me! Grandpa, if you're really doing it for my own good, don't stop me and An Xia's affairs, okay?"

After talking about it, Qin Ruihe lost control of his emotions.This is the first time Qin Mingde has seen his grandson have such rich emotions. His grandson has always been calm and calm, but now, as long as he talks about Lin Anxia, ​​his 28-year-old mature and steady grandson, he becomes like A grumpy little boy...

At this time, Qin Mingde said slowly: "Then let me ask you, have you ever thought about your mother? With your current appearance, you still say that you are no longer a child of seventeen or eighteen years old? When you start doing things, you only care about your mother. I am happy without considering the feelings of others at all...Ask yourself, is this really what an adult should look like?"

Before Qin Ruihe could refute, there was a knock on the door.Qin Ruihe's mother, Song Wenling, walked in with a worried look on her face.

Qin Mingde was startled, and was about to change the subject, when Song Wenling said apologetically, "If Dad cares about me, there's no need at all. I know about Xiaorui and An Xia...I agree with it." of."

"Son, daughter-in-law?" Qin Mingde was still shocked.

Song Wenling said: "Dad, thank you for caring so much about your wife. But I know my own son very well. Xiaorui has been cold-tempered since he was a child, and Xiaotian is still a cold-faced and warm-hearted child, but Xiaorui... ...Since I was a child, I have not been a normal child with obvious emotions... To be honest, if he can have someone he likes, I am too happy as a mother... I have been keeping it from you all, that is, I am worried that you will be angry, so..."

Qin Mingde waved his hand: "Stop talking!"

Song Wenling frowned, and said slowly: "If Dad is willing, he can let the children develop freely, and let them take responsibility for what they will become in the end. Both Xiao Rui and An Xia are adults. Also change to make their own decisions and bear the consequences, if they can afford it... It’s not easy for us parents to stop us, isn’t it?”

Qin Mingde sighed, took a deep look at Qin Ruihe, then got up and left with a cane.

Song Wenling turned her head, without any worry on her face, and looked at her son with a smile: "Don't worry, Grandpa won't make things difficult."

The person who came in after Song Wenling said: "Dad will be easily persuaded by those few words, then he won't be Dad."

"Father?" Qin Ruihe exclaimed.

Qin Kangping looked coldly at his son lying on the hospital bed: "Hmph, now you know that I am your father?"

Qin Ruihe said in surprise, "Father, why are you here? You are..."

Song Wenling clasped her husband's arm with a smile: "Your father loves you after all. Regarding the matter between you and Xiao Anxia, ​​he never objected much..."

Qin Ruihe didn't know why, so Qin Kangping was a little embarrassed. He has always been a strict father image, and he couldn't be kind for a while, so he had to say stiffly: "You are my seed! I will never make things difficult for you."

Even if Qin Kangping is an old antique, his care for his son is not as deep as Song Wenling's mother on weekdays, but it is his son, and there is no reason for a father not to love his child. For any parent, the child's happiness is everything. the most important.

Qin Kangping said: "Although Dad does not object, Grandpa is not so easy to be persuaded. Don't..."

Before his father could finish speaking, Qin Ruihe said, "Grandpa won't object so strongly anymore..."

Qin Kangping wondered: "Why are you so sure?"

Qin Ruihe lowered his head, with shame in his eyes: "Because my grandfather loves me no less than my parents."

Such an old man who loves face and is old-fashioned, but because he loves his grandson, he has to accept the fact that his grandson likes men... This is the first time Qin Ruihe realized how self-willed he is. The family loves and tolerates me, and they stubbornly want to do something that is destined to make them unhappy... But, even if he feels guilty, Qin Ruihe does not intend to let go of Lin Anxia, ​​and from now on he He will slowly make up for them, make up for those family members who have broken their hearts for him because they love him, especially the stubborn grandpa who loves face.

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After several days of tossing, Zhao Yangshu's psychological consultation clinic finally opened smoothly. Zhao Yangshu is no longer an unemployed person, and just started his work as a professional psychologist.

In order to help his younger brother, Zhao Yanghao hadn't had a good rest for several days, and now he was finally able to rest for a while, and immediately spread out on the seat and didn't want to move, but at this moment, Zhao Yanghao's phone rang.

Zhao Yanghao stared blankly at the phone at the corner of the table, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Xiao Shu! Answer the phone!"

Zhao Yangshu wiped his hands and came out, frowned and said, "That's my brother's phone number."

"So what?" Zhao Yanghao replied confidently: "I can't walk anymore, you can pick it up for me."

Zhao Yangshu shook his head helplessly, and walked over to answer the phone. The person on the other end of the phone was Li Cheng, who they met once and then fell in love with each other very much.

"Yangshu? I'm Li Cheng, I want to ask you to do me a favor."

Zhao Yang wrote: "What's the matter? Tell me."

"It's like this. Jiajia's mother went to France to see an art exhibition these days, so she stayed with me to take care of her. However, I have a patient whose condition is very unstable these days. I need to stay in the hospital for observation all the time. I don't care. It's convenient to take Jiajia with me, can I ask you to take care of her for me?"

Zhao Yanghao listened to it from the side, and immediately said enthusiastically: "No problem! Last time, didn't you say that you would introduce a good painting teacher to Jiajia? Just take this opportunity to let them get acquainted."

Hearing Zhao Yanghao's chattering voice, Li Cheng said a little embarrassedly: "That's really troublesome for you."

Zhao Yangshu said: "It's nothing, all in all, just send Jiajia here."

Li Cheng was very grateful: "I'm so sorry, I will definitely bring Jiajia back after I've been busy for a while."

Zhao Yanghao approached the phone and said: "You are so annoying, Jiajia is already likable, and we are happy for her to stay here for a while..."

Before his brother could finish speaking, Zhao Yangshu interrupted: "It really doesn't matter, just send Jiajia here sometime."

Zhao Yangshu hung up the phone, turned around and squinted his eyes at his brother: "Is my brother really lonely? Do you want to keep everything at home?"

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