mountain chase

Ten years later.

The spring of 1929.

On this day, the Qiao mansion in Beiping has been busy since early in the morning. For no other reason, the only heir of the Qiao family, the son of Qiao's parents-- Fourth Master Qiao is coming back from the American Empire.

This afternoon, we will arrive at Beiping Ferry House.

This made Mr. Qiao very excited, and he greeted all the famous and famous figures in the political, business and military circles of Beiping a long time ago-today, even if the planes of the Japanese devils fly over Beiping, they all have to do it themselves. self resolved!

——Absolutely not allowing anyone or anything to disturb his reunion with his beloved son!

Mr. Qiao said so. Naturally, all the people in the Qiao family, regardless of relatives, all set aside this day early—to please Mr. Qiao is to please Mr. Qiao. It is to please important figures in the political, business and military circles of Beiping.

What's more, this Fourth Master Qiao—in itself, is a big golden signboard that glistens and irritates people's eyes.

So, on this day at the gate of Qiao's house, you can see those people who usually show off their power in all kinds of pedantic ways, but today, they all stand honestly at the door and blow the cold wind.

The car chugs to the gate of Qiao's mansion and stops steadily.

First, a man in a Chinese tunic came down from the front. The man walked to the rear door, opened the door with both hands, bent his body slightly forward at 75 degrees, and stood aside respectfully.

Next came a young man in his early 20s.

A straight blue plaid suit with woolen material, and a square scarf folded into an equilateral triangle is inserted in the suit pocket on the chest.The immaculate white shirt, the small and exquisite bow tie, and the faint French perfume leaked from between his white gloves.

The young man has cool and beautiful short hair, black eyebrows, just like a picture, and his fair skin is almost transparent under the sunlight - just standing there like a high-end and exquisite doll.

"father."

The tone is light, even the voice is indifferent.

But Mr. Qiao doesn't care about these at all - as long as he sees his precious bump, his head will be completely confused about the directions of east, west, north and south.

"Ah, little four, I'm back," leaning on a walking stick, Mr. Qiao laughed so hard that his teeth lost his face.

"Well, why did you come out in such a cold day?" Frowning, Fourth Master Qiao looked at his father.

"Oh, Dad, Dad is waiting for you, right? Little Si'er loves Dad, right? Hehe, Dad will go back to the house now, let's go, go back to the house!" Seeing the young man frowning, Mr. Qiao's heart trembled—hey Yo, little four is upset, hurry up and go back to the house!

As soon as the old man spoke, all the people behind stretching their necks to act like ducks also went back to the house without saying a word—just kidding, this old man obviously wanted to chat with the fourth master, and those kittens and puppies should see the national treasure. Honestly go back to the house and stay there to write a [-]-character review, isn't it just an embarrassment for the old man to stand by?

To make things difficult for the old man is to make things difficult for oneself in the future.

All the people present are smart people, so they naturally know what to do. The fourth master of the Qiao family is back, and there will definitely be a party in a few days. Now - let's think about how to give gifts!

Qiao's main building, second floor, study room.

Mr. Joe’s study room is not quite the same as others’. In addition to the bulky and thick bookcases and desks, on the second floor near the window, there is also a group of rattan furniture, two rattan chairs, and a round pillar-shaped one in the middle. Rattan table.

At this time, Mr. Qiao was looking at his son without blinking. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it, the more he liked it.

Being stared at without blinking, even the most persistent person will not be calm.What's more, the person staring at him is still his father...

"Father..." After prolonging his voice, Qiao Laosi glanced over.

"Cough cough," Immediately sitting up, Mr. Qiao stroked his short mustache, "Little Si, what's the matter?"

What's wrong with you?

He glared at his father angrily.Qiao Laosi looked around and made sure that there was no one around. This time, he finally loosened his bones, and his whole body immediately lay on the rattan table like a soft cake without bones, as imageless as possible.

Touching the young man's black and soft hair, Mr. Qiao couldn't help sighing—when he left, he was still a little boy who was only half his height. I haven't seen him for so many years, and he suddenly grew so big. I really can't accept it.

Uh...my pink and cute little son! ! !

"Did you suffer a lot outside all these years?" Looking at his baby lovingly, Mr. Qiao still has a sore nose when he thinks about it now—woo woo, he really has the nerve to say that after the little four left , He secretly buried himself in bed and cried several times!

"Father, the money you gave me is enough, it's not bitter." The boy shook his head and muttered.

"Father didn't mean that. You are outside alone, and our country is like this. Father is afraid that you will be angry with those damn foreign devils."

"No!" The young man raised his head and raised the corner of his mouth, "I have the strength to put it there, so no matter what, no one dares to look down on me!"

"Good job! As expected of my son, Qiao Hengzhou!" Patting Qiao's fourth son on the shoulder, Mr. Qiao looked proud—yes, although he is old enough to spoil his son, this son is indeed Fight for yourself!

I have to go abroad to study abroad at a young age, and my heart can be seen!

Now, Mr. Joe understands that it's time for this young eagle to take off.

"Do you want to do something after you come back this time?" Although his son has just come back, Mr. Qiao believes that he already has his own ideas and goals.

"As a Chinese, I naturally want to contribute to the country. But Dad, I want to check the situation first. After all, I haven't been in Beiping for so many years..." Hearing Mr. Qiao's question, the fourth brother Qiao became serious.

"Well, that's fine." Nodding, Mr. Joe agreed, "You should rest at home for the past two days, and after a week, I will hold a party for you at Joe's mansion. The bosses are familiar with it before we talk about it.”

"En! Thank you, dad~" Grinning his mouth, Joe's fourth son had a bright smile on his face.

It was noon at this time, and Mr. Qiao's fragile heart was suddenly stimulated by his son's bright and bright smile. He thought that his son was still cold and unapproachable in front of others, otherwise he would Just for the safety of his son, he has to worry about losing his hair!

Mr. Joe is already "Mediterranean"...