intangible heritage

The beginning of winter is the most free time of the whole year for the Qin family. The company is free, and Qin Rong doesn't have to work overtime.

When they got home, neither Jiang Xun nor Qin Nian came back, nor did Uncle Chen who greeted him every day at the door.

When Uncle Chen's son got married, Qin Rong granted him half a month's leave and gave him a big red envelope.

All of a sudden, the brightly lit Qin Mansion was eerily empty.

"Father!" Just as Qin Rong was feeling emotional, a cloud of bright yellow rushed over and hugged his leg.

He took Qin Nian in his arms, and when he turned around, Jiang Xun was standing a few meters away, carrying Qin Rong's small schoolbag, his figure outlined by the rays of the sun.

The quiet and empty place was suddenly infused with life and became lively and bright.

Qin Nian hugged Qin Rong's neck, and said coquettishly, "Father, it's so early today."

When he gets busy, he may not even have a chance to have dinner with Qin Nian.

"Well, what do you want to eat tonight?" Qin Rong rubbed Qin Nian's head, "Daddy cooks for you."

Qin Nian blinked his big eyes, as if thinking, "Big meatballs!"

"it is good."

He turned his head, "Where is A Xun?"

Without taking off his coat, Jiang Xun kissed the corner of Qin Rong's lips familiarly, "I'll go out later."

Qin Nian covered his eyes: "Uncle Jiang is ashamed."

"How long?" Qin Rong pursed his lower lip.

"Brother, don't wait for me. It should be quite late when you come back."

Qin Rong nodded hesitantly, "OK."

Leaving early and returning late late, these two words are simply Jiang Xun's state during this time.

Qin Rong wanted to ask, but just as he was about to ask several times, Jiang Xun hurried away, leaving him nowhere to speak.

Forget it.

Qin Rong is not a curious person, and he fully understands how adults are busy. After all, when he was busy, he often slept in the company for half a month.

After coming out of the kitchen, Qin Nian had already fallen asleep on the sofa, with a paintbrush in his little hand, and a few pieces of paper were scattered on the floor.

Qin Rong picked up the papers and gathered them into one piece. One of the papers had a corner missing, so he pulled out the damaged one. When he was about to throw it away, he found several crooked pinyin + characters on it.

【Guaiwu without mother】

These words were undoubtedly written by a child, and they couldn't even write the word monster, so they were replaced with pinyin, but the maliciousness in it made people shudder.

But as an adult, Qin Rong clearly knows that in the world of children, there is no distinction between right and wrong, and being able to write "a monster without a mother" shows that the thinking of parents is like this. Know.

Qin Rong woke up Qin Nian. Qin Nian rubbed his eyes and called out sleepily, "Dad, are the big meatballs ready?"

"All right."

"Daddy worked hard, kiss daddy."

After finishing speaking, Qin Nian smacked Qin Rong's face.

In an instant, sourness and anger became entangled, Qin Rong took Qin Nian's hand, and said in a low voice: "Dad, can I ask Nian Nian a few questions?"

"Okay."

Qin Rong squeezed the little hand in his palm, "Are you happy at school recently?"

Qin Nian wrinkled his face, "Not happy."

"Is it because someone bullied Niannian?"

"No." Qin Nian shook his head.

"Then why are you unhappy?"

"They say I'm a little monster." Qin Nian thought of his classmates surrounding him, mouthing a monster, tears streaming down his face, "I, I don't like it, Dad, why do they call me a little monster? "

Qin Rong's heart felt like being stabbed in and out with a knife. His child, like a little sun, was being shouted at by monsters one by one by children of the same age.

But he didn't even know that his father had failed.

"No, we Niannian are little angels, have you forgotten? Uncle Ruan Bai often hugged you and said."

"really?"

Qin Rong kissed Qin Nian's immature face, "Yes," he took Qin Nian's hand, pulled up the hem of his clothes, and stuck it to his abdomen, "Others also came out of mom or dad's place, We Nian Nian is the same, so how can we Nian Nian be a monster?"

Qin Nian sniffled and touched Qin Rong's lower abdomen curiously. When he touched a hideous wound, his eyes widened and his nose blew out a big bubble.

"Is this because Nian Nian wants to come out?"

Qin Rong hummed and wiped him clean.

No one could have imagined that the next second, Qin Nian's tears could not be turned off like a faucet.

Qin Rong was at a loss for a moment, what happened?

I saw Qin Nian crying very sadly, "Father, I don't want to come out, I don't want to come out."

Qin Rong's eyes suddenly became sore, he hugged Qin Nian and coaxed him for a long time, Qin Nian finally stopped crying in aggrieved way.

"Let's go eat big meatballs."

Qin Nian nodded with red eyes.

"In the future, if a child calls you a monster again, you should tell the teacher first, and then come back and tell Dad."

Qin Nian in his arms suddenly froze, Qin Rong asked: "What's wrong?"

Qin Nian said doubtfully, "Mr. Lin said, you can't go home and tell Dad about these things."

Qin Rong's eyes turned cold, "Mr. Lin said that?"

Qin Nian nodded.

Qin Rong originally only planned to go to school tomorrow to look for children who could write, and asked the class teacher to notify the parents and apologize to Qin Nian. It seems that he needs to 'visit' this teacher Lin more.

That night, Jiang Xun didn't return all night.

The next day, Qin Rong told Jiang Xun that he gave Nian Nian away, so that Jiang Xun didn't have to come back.

He sent Qin Nian into the classroom, turned around and went to the Academic Affairs Office.

"Hello, I want to find the head teacher of Class [-], Grade [-]."

After a few desks, a figure stood up, "I am, are you?"

He watched Qin Rong's expressionless face at the beginning, and when he scanned his name tag, his eyes became extremely cold. At that moment, his legs almost went limp.

Such a strong aura.

He stabilized his smile and asked again: "Are you?"

Qin Rong smelled a rose again, exactly the same as what appeared on Jiang Xun, "Qin Nian's father."

"So it's Niannian Dad, what's the matter?"

Qin Rong said, "Does Teacher Lin know that the kid in the class is called Qin Nian the Monster?"

Teacher Lin's expression froze for a moment, but immediately changed into a sweet and pleasant smile, "It's just a joke among the children, don't take Niannian Dad too seriously."

"Are you kidding me?" Qin Rong's eyes were like knives, sharply falling on Mr. Lin.

Teacher Lin forced a smile: "Yes."

"I don't know what your school's school-running philosophy is, and what standards are used to review teachers' morality, so that this kind of bad behavior can be attributed to a simple joke in the head teacher's mouth."

Qin Rong spoke calmly, without even a hint of arrogance, but it left Teacher Lin speechless.

The father of the child who scolded Qin Nian was a high-ranking official in the city, and the family favored the child. Teacher Lin called the child's parents, but the parents didn't take it seriously and thought it was no big deal. Don't make his kids unhappy.

He didn't want to cause trouble, and it happened that Qin Nian's character was well-behaved and sensible, so he directly asked Qin Nian not to go home and talk about it.

Who would have thought that Qin Nian's father was so powerful.

The other teachers were all looking at him, and he clenched his hands in embarrassment, "I'm really sorry, what do you want to do?"

"You and that child's parent must apologize to Qin Nian and promise that this kind of thing will never happen again."

"It's fine for me to apologize, but..." Teacher Lin showed an embarrassed smile, "I'm afraid the child's parents won't have time to come to school."

Qin Rong narrowed his eyes and said, "No time?"

Teacher Lin: "Yes, or I will call you and you will contact me?"

Qin Rong almost laughed angrily, and asked him to contact him himself, but Teacher Lin's attitude was indeed the same, "Yes, call me."

He answered the phone number given by Mr. Lin, "In addition, I think your school also needs to give me an explanation in choosing teachers."

He dropped these words, turned and left the Academic Affairs Office.

After calling for the third time, it finally got through. Qin Rong relayed the matter to the person suspected of being the child's mother, although he didn't expect the child's parents to give a good way to deal with it.

But without thinking, the person on the other end of the phone swished, "Is what my child said wrong?"

She seemed to be still playing mahjong, and said to others: "What's the matter with this school, it doesn't pay attention to privacy at all, why is the phone number given to some dubious people."

Qin Rong's knuckles holding the phone had white marks. He took a deep breath, only to hear the other party hang up the phone.

When he called back, he was already blocked.

Qin Rong has been in a high position these years, and there are very few people who can make him angry, so he is a little unfamiliar with the emotion of anger.

His temples twitched, Qin Rong leaned against the railing and rested for half a minute before returning to the Academic Affairs Office.

Mr. Lin didn't seem surprised by his return, and there was even a trace of 'I knew it would be like this' in his eyes, "The parent of that child is really busy, why don't you try to contact him in two days, but it doesn't work. It's a classmate, if you do this, it may make the relationship between classmates bad."

Qin Rong is well-bred, so he has never touched anyone, and he rarely even swears. This is the first time he feels that a good upbringing has become an obstacle in front of these people.

"No, I will not allow my children to continue studying in this kind of school."

At this time, Teacher Lin sincerely advised, "You have to think carefully, we are the best elementary school besides Shuangcheng Primary School."

And Shuangcheng Primary School has a limited number of places to enroll, let alone randomly inserting someone.

Teacher Lin thinks that normal people know how to choose.

Qin Rong ignored him and walked out.

The principal of Shuangcheng Primary School reserved a place for Qin Rong early in the morning, but Qin Rong declined because he felt that the school was too far away.

"Father Nian Nian, wait a moment," Teacher Lin chased him out, Qin Rong got a headache from the strong smell of roses, "This is Uncle Nian Nian's cufflinks, please take them back and give them to him."

Jiang Xun's cufflinks?

Qin Rong thought of the scent of roses that occasionally appeared on Jiang Xun's body, and his eyes suddenly became dangerous.

He was half a head taller than Teacher Lin, he bent slightly, leaned into Teacher Lin's ear and said, "Stay away from the owner of these cufflinks, otherwise... I can't guarantee what will happen to your beautiful face. "

Regardless of Teacher Lin's reaction, Qin Rong casually threw the cufflinks into the trash can.

On the same day, Qin Rong asked Fu Lin to investigate the parent of the child.

Sitting in the study, Qin Rong looked at the names on the materials and got some impressions - the Qin family had just cooperated with the municipal government some time ago, and this was one of them during the meeting.

When Jiang Xun came in, he saw Qin Rong frowning, looking at a pile of papers.

Hearing his movement, Qin Rong raised his head and said calmly, "I'll throw away your cufflinks."

Jiang Xun was confused, "What cufflinks?"

Qin Rong pursed her lips, and said straight to the point: "What happened to the rose fragrance on your body before?"

Jiang Xun immediately came to his senses.

He couldn't help laughing, "Brother is jealous?"

"..."

Jiang Xun's peach-like pheromone flooded, and he looked down at Qin Rong, "Is it?"

Qin Rong grabbed Jiang Xun's collar, his beautiful eyes were dimly lit, "Yes, yes, so don't let others get close to you, or I'm afraid—"

Lock you up, only I can see it, let your world be only me.

He clearly knew that it was impossible for Jiang Xun to have anything to do with that Teacher Lin, but when the cufflinks appeared in Teacher Lin's hands, Qin Rong still couldn't control his boundless paranoia and possessiveness, just like the one who occupied his body six years ago. The monster Qin Rong appeared again.

Some fragmentary pictures appeared again.

Qin Rong pushed Jiang Xun away uncomfortable, "Forget it, I'm sorry, I..."

His words were blocked, Jiang Xun kissed him fiercely, interlocking Qin Rong's fingers familiarly.

His voice became hoarse, and he said bewitchingly: "Continue talking, what are you afraid of, brother?"

"What are you afraid of? Huh?" He pecked Qin Rong's lips again and again, "Brother told me."

Qin Rong turned his head, not wanting to answer.

As if those paranoid and terrible thoughts were said, they would come true, he would rather escape.

Jiang Xun didn't force him, "Brother, my susceptibility period is coming."

"Ah."

"Lock me up," he said.

"What do you mean?"

"Lock it up, lock it up to a place where no one can see me, as long as you can touch me, you can give me an inducer, and it doesn't matter if I stay in the susceptible period." He stared fixedly Qin Rong, "Did brother think so just now?"

"I..." Qin Rong swallowed.

Jiang Xun said, "I can't ask for it."

Qin Rong wanted to say stop making trouble, but he saw the seriousness in Jiang Xun's eyes.

He froze for a moment, then covered his eyes and smiled softly.

Fortunately, there is Jiang Xun, and Jiang Xun is also lucky to have him.

The two lunatics have joined together, and there is no need to harm others.

In the evening, Jiang Xun went out again.

After eating, Qin Rong put away the materials in the study, but found that one page was missing.

The next day, Fu Lin completed the transfer procedures.

Before the afternoon, the principal of City Primary School called Fu Lin's phone directly.

Fu Lin fully showed his empathy, but your school recruited a teacher who has no morals, and our President Qin is so angry that there is really no room for change, but if you still have some brains to drive people away, Donate things will not be left behind either.

When he got home at night, Qin Rong saw a group of three people and a pile of gifts standing in the living room, one of them was the official who was half bald.

The Qin family has a cooperation with the municipal government, so Qin Rong can't break his face for a while, but he just thought of a way, why did people come here?

He suddenly realized that a page of information was missing.

"President Qin, I'm really sorry," the bald man put on a hypocritical smile, "My family sometimes speaks unpleasantly, and I haven't educated my son well. Your lord has a lot, so don't be as knowledgeable as us."

"Well, I don't keep my mouth shut, Mr. Qin, please forgive me." The beautiful woman beside the bald head patted the child on the back, "Apologize to Mr. Qin!"

The child was unconvinced: "What do I have—"

"Pa——" the bald man slapped him up, but he didn't put any effort into it, as if he was just playing around.

"It's really not well-educated, which makes you laugh, but it's just a joke among children, so don't take it too seriously."

Qin Rong looked at it coldly, like a clumsy farce.

An apology from this kind of person is not worth mentioning.

He waved his hand annoyed, "Go ahead."

"Then I won't bother you any more." The bald man said again, "Please send my greetings to Mr. Jiang and Mr. Wei for me."

He originally came here to save Jiang Xun's face, but since Jiang Xun is not around, who will he show his apology to?

And this child is not Jiang Xun's, presumably Jiang Xun would not care about it, he just talked casually.

"What are you going?"

Jiang Xun took Qin Nian's hand and walked in.

As soon as the child saw Qin Nian, he yelled, "Little monster."

The bald man slapped the child jokingly again, "Mr. Jiang is there too?" He reached out his hand to shake Jiang Xun's hand, but Jiang Xun came straight over, and he withdrew his hand in embarrassment.

"Shen Gao, is your son still saved? Otherwise, he can cut his number and practice again."

The bald man apologized and said with a smile, "You're joking."

Jiang Xun's eyes were dark, "Who is joking with you?" Jiang Xun squatted down, beckoning to Qin Nian, "Nian Nian, come here."

Qin Nian saw that Qin Rong nodded, so he ran over in small steps, "What's wrong, Uncle Jiang?"

Seeing Jiang Xun's intimate attitude towards Qin Nian, cold sweat dripped down Shen Gao's forehead. Didn't they all say that Jiang Xun and Qin Rong have an incompatible relationship, how could he treat his son like his own.

"Shen Gao, come on, squat down."

"Ah?" Shen Gao squatted down with difficulty, "What is Mr. Jiang trying to do?"

"Let me introduce you, this is my son." Jiang Xun put his arms around Qin Nian, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Since the child was young, I haven't fulfilled my duties as a mother for a day, and I'm already feeling very uncomfortable. But people still stab me in the heart and say my son is a motherless monster."

When the words fell to the ground, Qin Rong and Shen Gao were stunned together, and Shen Gao stammered: "Mom?"

"What? Do you have an opinion? This child doesn't look like I was born?"

"No, no." The smile on Shen Gao's face could not be squeezed out, "Aren't you an alpha?"

Jiang Xun raised his eyes, "None of your business?"

"I was talking too much," Shen Gao's legs were going limp, and he pointed at his son, "Come here, and apologize to the young master!"

"I don't want to! Why should I talk to Xiao--"

"Snapped--"

The bald man flew up and slapped the child. The child was beaten so loudly that even the child's mother was shocked.

"Apologize!"

"I don't want it!! Whoa whoa whoa!"

Seeing that Shen Gao was about to slap him down again, the woman quickly protected him, but Shen Gao stared anxiously, "Don't protect him!"

Jiang Xun looked at him coldly: "Keep beating? Why stop?"

"This……"

"Isn't it easy to call my son a little monster?"

"Uncle Jiang," at this moment, Qin Nian grabbed Jiang Xun's hand, "Don't let his father beat him, he gave me candy."

Hearing Qin Nian's voice, Shen Gao stopped with his raised hand, turned around and looked at Jiang Xun flatteringly.

Jiang Xun's eyes darkened, and he hugged Qin Nian in his arms, "Teach the child, teach him the right way. My son is kind-hearted. If you were someone else, your son would no longer know where he is."

"Yes Yes Yes."

"roll."

Shen Gao pulled up his wife and children and was about to leave.

Qin Rong called to them, pointed to the gifts they brought, "Take the things."

With an embarrassed face, Shen Gao picked up his things and slipped away.

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