Fast Travel: I Don't Want to Save the World

Chapter 61 The Best Husband Candidate

Because Hu Yingfeng brought what they thought was his girlfriend home, the family was enjoying themselves and laughing constantly, but they temporarily ignored Hu Zhengliang's bad temper.

In the eyes of outsiders, Hu Zhengliang is a kind person, but to his family, he has always been strict, especially when it comes to educating his sons, he often quarrels because of disagreements.

After Hu Zhengliang lost his temper, he suddenly remembered that there was a child at the same table, and Ye Qing was also a guest at his house.

He glanced at the little grandson Jeff across the way. Jeff had red eyes and looked like he was about to cry. Zheng Xiuying comforted him in a low voice, and Hu Zhengliang turned to look at Rong Sheng again, but he was not affected at all, and was holding out the vanilla The dumpling, I didn't pick it up twice, but the little guy didn't give up and continued to pick it up.

Seeing this, Hu Zhengliang's anger disappeared instantly.

He put a dumpling into Rong Sheng's bowl, took another look at Hu Ya, and said in a tone of resentment: "If only he was half as sensible as Ling Feng."

"Daddy..." Hu Ya sat on the other side of Hu Zhengliang, she took his father's arm and put her head on his shoulder.

The Ling Feng that Hu Zhengliang mentioned was exactly Hu Ya's husband. He worked in the police station and was usually busy with work.

Hu Jiarui couldn't make it back until the whole family finished dinner.

Hu Zhengliang didn't mention Hu Jiarui anymore, he walked around and saw Ye Qing sitting on the sofa eating pine nuts, and Hu Yingfeng, like a 24-year-old boyfriend, pouring tea and water to peel nuts for her.

Seeing how he was trying to please others, Hu Zhengliang felt sour - all his sons were raised by others.

After hesitating for a moment, Hu Zhengliang invited Ye Qing to go upstairs to visit his collection room.

Hu Zhengliang only developed the hobby of collecting antiques in recent years. On the one hand, he was really interested. After handing over the company to his two sons, he had a hobby to pass the time. On the other hand, he went out to follow people. Chatting can have one more source of conversation, and there are common preferences, and business matters will naturally follow suit.

"I heard from the fourth brother that you have done a lot of research on this?"

Hu Yingfeng opened the glass cabinet, put on gloves, and carefully took out a small flagon.

"I'm majoring in museums. It's just to cope with my studies. I don't dare to use the word 'research'."

Seeing Ye Qing's humble face, Hu Zhengliang asked her to come closer.

"Look at this object, a plum celadon glazed jade spring pot. They told me that this is a work from the heyday of Longquan celadon in the Song Dynasty."

"Turn around and let me take a look?" Ye Qing asked Hu Zhengliang to look sideways. She looked at it carefully, frowning slightly, then loosened it again, and said with a soft smile, "The craftsmanship of the early Qing Dynasty."

"Early Qing Dynasty?"

Hu Zhengliang snorted coldly, with a bit of anger on his face: "I knew that guy Lao Huang had no good intentions. There is really something wrong with this jade pot. Xiaoye, how did you know it? Please point me to Uncle Hu!"

When he accepted this jade pot, he was indeed told that it was from the Song Dynasty. Several old friends at the scene also thought it was from the Song Dynasty. He was angry with others at the time and had no time to find an expert for appraisal, so he hurriedly accepted it. Later, he asked an expert to have a look. One of them said it might be an object from the early Qing Dynasty.

They were all friends, and they were also worried that Hu Zhengliang would lose face, so they didn't say anything dead.

However, this green-glazed jade pot is really beautiful, with impeccable texture, luster and shape, so Hu Zhengliang should keep it for fun.

But Hu Zhengliang didn't know how Ye Qing could see the answer just by "looking". It seems that what Hu Yingfeng said when he mentioned Ye Qing was not exaggerated.

"Celadon can be said to be the representative of porcelain in the Tang and Song Dynasties..." Ye Qing had no choice but to roughly talk about the identification methods.

In fact, Ye Qing was able to recognize the age of the antiques, which was essentially "seeing", because she had seen too much. For example, an old-fashioned enamel cup from the 70s and a nostalgic model from 2000 If you put the enamel cups together, everyone may be able to tell the difference.

After hearing this, Hu Zhengliang put the jade pot back and asked Ye Qing to sit down.

Hu Zhengliang sat down on the other side of the sofa, and his voice sank: "Xiao Ye, I can see that you are a down-to-earth child. To be honest, I asked someone to check your background before you came to HK."

After a pause, he said, "In my opinion, you are not simple."

Just because Ye Qing's records were too simple, when Hu Zhengliang saw her in person, he could be sure that she was not a simple person.

As a father, even if he is just a adoptive father, Hu Zhengliang also cares about everything about his children.

If there is anything a woman wants about Hu Yingfeng, besides others, it is money. Now, in Hu Zhengliang's view, Ye Qing manages Hu Yingfeng obediently. Hu Yingfeng's heart is with Ye Qing. If Hu Zhengliang insists on breaking them up The two of them will only cause discord between their father and son.

Therefore, Hu Zhengliang can only take one step at a time, hoping that his vision and judgment will not deviate from the actual situation.

"The child Yingfeng was adopted when I was 40 years old. I was kidnapped that year. His father died because he saved me. I have always regarded Yingfeng as my son. He was very weak when he was young. Lay down for seven years..."

"Don't look at him playing outside all the time. He's actually very measured. Among my sons, he's the one I don't worry about the most. The boss is honest. He suffered a lot when he first came out to work. Boss San is a rebellious boy... Well, the sixth child is just like his mother, independent and independent, no one has to worry about it, only Yingfeng, who looks smooth on the surface, is actually very reliable."

"He's always known what he's doing, and I want him to be able to do what he wants to do with his life."

"A man likes to play, but after marriage, he will take care of it, especially the woman he has devoted his heart to. Xiaoye, Yingfeng is the best husband candidate!"

Hu Zhengliang confided his heart, but Ye Qing could no longer cooperate.

She cleared her throat: "Uncle, you may have misunderstood."

"Hu Yingfeng and I are just friends. If there is any difference from ordinary friends, it may be that we have the same goal and belong to like-minded friends."

"What a pity." Hu Zhengliang was stunned for a moment, then sighed: "But it doesn't matter, you are still young, take a look and compare with other men, and when you look back, you will find that our Yingfeng is good."

That night, everyone else left, Hu Zhengliang and Li Peiqi left Hu Yingfeng and three people behind, and Ye Qingrongsheng stayed at Hu's house for one night.

On Monday morning, Hu Yingfeng took Ye Qingrongsheng out to He's house.

Ye Qing got off the car and went to He's villa, Hu Yingfeng and Rongsheng stayed in the car.

"Where do you want to go for a while?"

Hu Yingfeng turned sideways and looked back, Rong Sheng was flipping through a scripture.

"do not know."

"You're like a little old man, you don't have any interest in eating or playing, by the way, you're interested in little girlfriends, you little pervert!" Hu Yingfeng gave him a chestnut as he said that.

"You hit me!" Rong Sheng covered his forehead.

"Are you calling back?"

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, just wait."

Seeing his angry look, Hu Yingfeng felt very cute, and continued to tease him: "Little monk, do you know what a girlfriend is for?"

"Love."

"what?"

Rongsheng added: "It is used to feel distressed and pampered."

The two didn't say a few words, a car drove into He's garage, a few minutes later, Hu Yingfeng heard a woman's reprimand from inside.

"Get out of here—"

The person who was blasted out was Ye Qing who had a bad nose.

(End of this chapter)