Mr Gingerbread

Chapter 57

After chatting with Mr. Cheng for a few words, Lu Ming felt much more comfortable, and it was only after comparing with each other that he found out.

Lu Ming now feels that Han Qiaoyu is much better than Mr. Cheng's family, and at least he can communicate with him—it's just that sometimes he will deliberately test the edge of his patience, so he doesn't dare to go too far.

This one from Mr. Cheng Ye's family didn't discuss at all, and just stepped on his nose and face, and only Cheng Ye's soft and messy character could bear it.

Lu Ming chatted with him for a while, finished his meal, and returned to his small dormitory contentedly.

Han Qiaoyu's assistant has basically cleaned up the room, so he just put the odds and ends in order. After tidying up as usual, Lu Ming went to take a shower and didn't bother to dry it off. Wrapped in a bathrobe, he lay down and fell asleep.After a while, I fell asleep in a daze, when I heard the phone ring, I fumbled to pick it up without opening my eyes, and said "Hello" in a nasal voice.

The phone was quiet for a while, and said, "Are you sleeping?"

Hearing the voice, Lu Ming slowly woke up. He thought it was someone from the school looking for him, but when the other party opened his mouth, he knew it was Han Qiaoyu. It was not easy to hang up now, so he just listened in silence.

There was a laugh and asked him in a low voice: "Still angry?"

Lu Ming said, "Don't dare."

Han Qiaoyu asked again: "The Japanese grocery store you like has some fugu. The sashimi and fugu pot made by the master are very good. When I have time, I will pick you up and have a meal together?"

Lu Ming said, "No."

Han Qiaoyu said, "Oh? Is there any arrangement?"

Lu Ming said: "No."

Mr. Han on the other side of the phone persisted, and asked in a low voice: "What if I bought a good fish today? Didn't you say that you want to be jealous of fish last time? Can I make it for you?"

Lu Ming said: "You called just to talk about this matter? Have you finished talking? I'll hang up after finishing talking."

Han Qiaoyu said: "Not all of them, I haven't seen you for a few days, I miss you."

Lu Ming said, "What are you thinking about?"

"I want you to come back. Now I'm alone after I go home. I'm really not used to it." The other side sighed, "Lu Ming, I know that the way I deal with the problem is a bit wrong. I put pressure on you, right? The school Did other colleagues in the hospital treat you..."

Lu Ming hung up the phone directly, turned over, and fell asleep.

After a while, the phone rang again. Lu Ming glanced at it and ignored it. It took a while for him to calm down completely.

Lu Ming slept through the night, and after waking up, he didn't feel much better. Putting on his nightgown, he yawned, went to the refrigerator and drank a bottle of iced mineral water, and woke up a little.He took his phone and looked at it. Except for the calls from Han Qiaoyu, there was a text message from Fang Jingyao half an hour ago, asking if he was free on the weekend.

Lu Ming replied to him: "What's wrong?"

Just as soon as it was sent, Fang Jingyao's call came over, and he said with a little excitement: "Uncle, I will go to your place for dinner on weekends!"

Lu Ming was in a bad mood and asked him, "Why are you here? Have you finished your homework?"

Fang Jingyao was even more surprised than him: "Didn't you say that my partner has come back from abroad, let me come to eat when I have time? My future little aunt cooks delicious food. I want to eat sweet and sour fish. If there is no vinegar fish, it will be fine." Ah! The meal in the cafeteria is too bad, I'm looking forward to this meal!"

Lu Ming: "..."

Lu Ming pinched his brows, he had forgotten about this, he did mention this to Fang Jingyao before, but Han Qiaoyu didn't do so many bad things or make so many mistakes at that time.

Fang Jingyao listened to the silence over there, the air was filled with embarrassment, he typed a few words haha, and didn't mention the past.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Jingyao looked at the phone he was holding and thought, his uncle is too miserable, this must be a breakup.

My uncle loves him so much, how could he not give him a meal of sweet and sour fish? !

Fang Jingyao felt that there was no problem with his logic, and he began to feel sorry for his uncle.

Han Qiaoyu wanted to go to the Academy of Fine Arts after get off work, but when Mr. Han called, he had to go home first.

Along the way, he brought back two cold and fresh puffer fish that he had prepared in advance. They couldn't store them right now, so they gave them to the chef at home and asked him to clean them up.

Han Qiaoyang happened to bring the child home for dinner, saw Han Qiaoyu coming in, and asked, "Why is it so rare that you have time to come back for dinner today?"

Han Qiaoyu said, "Dad is looking for me."

Han Qiaoyang asked in surprise, "Did you say anything?"

Han Er shook his head, touched the little head of Han Zizhuo who ran over, and said, "Second Uncle is not free right now, he is going to find Grandpa, and come down to play with you later."

Han Zizhuo pouted, hugged his leg and said, "But I want to play with Uncle Lu, when will you take me to your house to play, Second Uncle? I haven't seen Uncle Lu for a long time."

Han Qiaoyu didn't show his face, pinched the child's face, and said softly, "I'll take you there in two days."

Han Qiaoyang knew about their quarrel, so he hugged Han Zizhuo aside, looked at him worriedly and said, "You and Xiao Lu... are you okay?"

Han Qiaoyu nodded and said, "It's nothing, I can take care of it."

Hearing this, Han Qiaoyang felt that it was not easy to deal with, but Han Qiaoyu is not a master who can listen to words, and his ears are hardened. Except for Lu Ming who can deal with this, there is probably no one else who can order him with just a word. move.Han Qiaoyang thought about it for a while, and gave Han Qiaoyu a little insight in advance: "I heard our dad ask the third child about Lu Ming yesterday, and the third child didn't know that you were arguing, so I half heard it and half made it up to him. After a few words, I praised him for his professionalism. Our mother is quite satisfied with Lu Ming, but my father's attitude is a bit difficult to guess, and I don't know what the old man thinks in his mind.

Han Qiaoyu said, "Really."

The eldest brother was silent for a while, but he still couldn't help asking: "Aren't you worried about my dad?"

Han Qiaoyu said, "Don't worry."

Big brother: "..."

Han Qiaoyang looked at Han Er's figure going upstairs, and felt that his younger brother was very confident today, so he couldn't help feeling a little worried.Han Zizhuo watched his second uncle walk away, then turned his head and hugged his father's thigh, and said anxiously, "Dad, when can I go play with Uncle Lu?"

Han Qiaoyang looked down at the child and asked, "Does Zizhuo like Uncle Lu very much?"

Han Zizhuo was a little embarrassed, but still nodded, stretched his arms and tried to draw as far as he could, then hugged his father's leg and blushed and said, "Well, I like it so much!"

Han Qiaoyang laughed, reached out to touch his head, and said, "Then do you want Uncle Lu to come to our house often in the future?"

Han Zizhuo opened his eyes wide and let out an "ah", and immediately asked, "Is it okay?"

Han Qiaoyang nodded and said, "Okay, it depends on your second uncle's ability." Without waiting for the child to ask, he squatted down and told him, "Next time I see Grandpa, mention Uncle Lu more. Can you tell grandpa to invite him to our house to play?"

Han Zizhuo said obediently, "Okay!"

Han Qiaoyang scratched the tip of his son's nose again. He decided to take Han Zizhuo back to his grandfather's house for more than two days, and let him praise his little Uncle Lu vigorously, taking the grandchildren's emotional offensive.

Han Qiaoyu went upstairs, knocked on the door and entered, and saw Mr. Han sitting behind his thick mahogany desk, seriously looking at a landscape painting spread out on the desk, with a rare and serious expression.It was as if Han Qiaoyu called him, so the old man looked up at him and said, "Here it is? Just right, I want to ask you, where did you find this painting?"

Han Qiaoyu said: "Didn't I tell you some time ago, I saw a new artist and thought it was very interesting, so I took a few paintings. I don't know much about it, but I like it. How do you look? It's not bad, right? "

Mr. Han frowned and looked at it for a while, and said: "The shortcomings are experienced, but it's still good. It's a good seedling, but what I'm more curious about is this mark..." He stroked the last red mud mark. It looks familiar, it's different from other ink pads, it seems to be adjusted by myself, the more you look at it, the more familiar it looks, but it seems to be something that happened too long ago, there is only a vague shadow, and I can't remember what happened.

Han Qiaoyu walked over to take a look, and there were two characters written on it - Hung Chien.He also just raised his eyebrows, and asked back, "What's wrong with this 'Hung Chien'?"

After he read it like this, Old Han looked down again. He was only focused on the painting and ink pad just now. The name on the seal was read by the second child before he heard it, "What, how could it be this name..."

Han Qiaoyu said again: "Do you know this 'Hongjian'?"

Mr. Han glared at him, and patted the table: "Don't be sloppy with me, I know, the third child has told me, have you contacted our administrator? What's wrong with this name, take a closer look , this is the name used by our forum administrator, and it has been used for ten years!" Han Lao pointed to him, "Tell me honestly, have you... met our administrator? This painting is your You bought it from him, right?"

When Elder Han asked, he was a little pleased. Han Qiaoyu could hear it naturally, but he didn't show anything on his face. He looked at Elder Han and thought for a while before saying, "That's right."

Mr. Han was a little dissatisfied, and said: "Yes, it is, what is it? Why didn't you give him money?" After he finished speaking, he immediately said: "Our administrator is a good person, and he is serious about selling paintings. You must have enough money , do you hear me?"

Han Qiaoyu smiled, nodded and said, "I see."

Probably because the author of the painting was different, when Mr. Han read it again, he was no longer as critical as before. He read it again happily, and praised him repeatedly. He was several times more enthusiastic than before, and he was almost like a "Hongjian". He couldn't stop praising: "It's interesting to look at. Look at the rocks that come out of the clouds, the sharpness of the brush, and the strength... Tsk tsk, it looks like it has been practiced hard. Second, you can arrange it some other day. , I want to see him, and don't put pressure on him, just ask him when he is free, anyway, I have a lot of time now, I will listen to our administrator, haha!"

Han Qiaoyu said, "You will see me in two days."

Mr. Han looked up at him and said, "Oh? How should I say it?"

Han Qiaoyu smiled and said, "No, didn't you ask me to arrange to go to the mountains to sketch? I have already arranged it. In a few days, Dean Sun and the others will go there together, and some old friends of yours, the administrator will also be there."

Mr. Han was a little surprised: "Why, do I know him? Who is he?"

Han Qiaoyu said: "It's meaningless to say it, you can go find it yourself when the time comes."