The antique shop of the rich fake master

Qu Qiuli could understand his father's helplessness at the beginning.

But the missed growth and companionship are irreparable after all.

"Can you tell me what happened in the first place?" Qu Qiuli tried to divert his father's attention.

This is the new son, the most clumsy but the most sincere concern.

After all, Qu Fei is a middle-aged man, and he quickly calmed down his emotions.

He wiped away his tears and talked about what happened that year.

It is also a love story between Qu's father and Qu's mother.

Speaking of it, it's really a story of a talented man and a beautiful woman who saved Fengchen.

The young master Feiran back then had a fascinating similarity with Qu Qiuli, the young master Moxian, so there were quite a few people who invited him to the poetry reception.

Even compared to the low-key Mr. Mo Xian, he is even worse. Every time he crosses, he can keep his feet on the ground.

And Tang Dynasty was more tolerant towards women themselves, and the young girls in the boudoir also had their own poetry clubs.

At a poetry meeting, Mr. Fei Ran met a talented woman for the first time.

The woman was originally a concubine of a fifth-rank official family. In this era, concubine and concubine have no status at all.

At that time, she was not conspicuous at the poetry meeting of the daughter of the princes and ministers, the princess and the county master, but she never showed her timidity.

Qushui Liushang, her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poems and songs, the concubine can speak a little bit, and she also has her own unique insights.

Young Master Feiran also remembered the concubine at that poetry meeting.

He knew his identity, and he couldn't have too much contact with these ancient people, so he never came into contact with that concubine again.

Although he knew it was a bit regretful, he also knew that there was nothing he could do.

When we meet again, it's not as decent as at the poetry meeting.

The concubine's father made a mistake and fell from power. In this era, if an official makes a mistake, his family will be punished. At least, the whole family will be copied and beheaded, and the entire family will be destroyed.

The concubine's father didn't make a big mistake, so he saved the family's life, but he didn't know if it was lucky or not.

Jiaofangsi, to put it nicely, belongs to the Ministry of Rites, responsible for celebrations, welcoming guests and playing music, but it is also an official brothel.

Older female relatives can be punished to do other jobs, like that concubine, who has been upright for twenty-eight years and has a very outstanding appearance, so she was undoubtedly ruthlessly pretended to be an official prostitute.

When Mr. Feiran saw her, it was on the way that the concubine was being sent to Jiaofangsi.

He looked at the shackles on the concubine, wearing such a thin prison uniform in the cold winter, but there was no sadness or joy on her face.

Obviously desperate enough to give up on himself.

The concubine found Young Master Fei Ran in the crowd, a gleam flashed in her eyes, but soon she lowered her head.

But with just that one look, the famous Young Master Fei Ran felt compassion.

But no matter how good Mr. Feiran's reputation is, it can't be compared to the fact that he is just an ordinary person. For this reason, he has made a lot of efforts, using almost all his connections and all the connections he has managed in this era.

This saved the concubine from the fate of receiving guests, and only performed art, not her body.

Mr. Feiran would also visit her occasionally, chat with her about poetry, songs, and philosophy of life, and enlighten her by the way.

But such days only lasted less than half a year.

After all, she is the family member of a criminal, it is impossible for her to live so comfortably all the time, and she has earned a reputation as a talented woman.

If this matter becomes a big deal, it will be difficult for the superiors to explain.

But these little stewards have been managed by those relationships that Mr. Fei Ran used.

In the end, after discussing with each other, they decided that whoever pays the most will be the guest of such a concubine.

It is better to be a guest at the curtain than to receive different benefactors every day.

This is the best effort made by Jiaofang Division.

Gu Buqi, that remarkable son has a lot of money, and he spends it himself.

But the timing was not right, Mr. Fei Ran was not in the city these days, when he came back and heard the news, the bidding had already ended.

He wasn't in this timeline those days, not for anything else, but to check the future fate of the concubine.

After several months of communication, it is normal for a man to match a woman's appearance, and to have secret feelings.

Mr. Feiran wants to save the concubine, and he also wants her.

I don't know the origin of the love, but the love is deep.

A matter of love, who can say for sure.

So when he learned from various sources in the later period of time, in the original timeline, the concubine's father was rehabilitated two years later, and the concubine naturally left the Jiaofang Division.

But because the secular world couldn't tolerate a woman who had been in the Jiaofang Division, she was sent to the nunnery, where she would eat fast and chant Buddha all her life, and spend the rest of her life with the ancient Buddha Qingdeng.

He was very happy at that time.

Fortunately, this concubine has no children, which means that there is still a possibility between them.

In short, there is a lot of operability in it.

He only needs to find a way to keep his concubine daughter for two years, and then he can take her away, whether to the ends of the earth or the end of the world.

Anyway, as long as the history is not changed in the general direction, the world consciousness will turn a blind eye.

It's a pity that when he came back, it was too late, and the concubine's first night was bought by a wealthy businessman.

Young Master Fei Ran couldn't help but rushed over immediately.

The wealthy businessman failed, and the concubine's daughter hanged herself.

When Mr. Feiran arrived, Jiaofangsi was just about to send the concubine's body to the mass grave.

His hands trembled, and his heart was full of regret, which was the effect of his butterfly effect.

Originally, the fate of this concubine was to suffer in the Jiaofang Division for two years, but she at least survived in the end, and because of the appearance of Mr. Fei Ran, everything has changed now.

With someone you admire in your heart, how can you tolerate being defiled by others.

Mr. Feiran spent some money to take away the corpse of the concubine.

Originally, he wanted to bury her properly, but the world consciousness suddenly repaired this problem.

The person who was going to die, even if the time traveler saved him, he would not survive tonight due to various unexpected accidents. In this case, the concubine, who was supposed to live to be 80 years old, died because of the butterfly effect of the time traveler. Died prematurely, the world consciousness will take the initiative to repair it.

Let it return to the original world line.

The concubine woke up before she was buried.

After that, Mr. Feiran took his concubine daughter away and found a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to live in seclusion. The love between the two became more and more intense, and it was out of control.

Young Master Fei Ran returned to the modern age and explained the reason to his father. Although the old father was reluctant, he still agreed to the marriage.

Therefore, Mr. Feiran and his concubine, in the mountain hut, have no family members, no relatives and friends, only under the witness of the sun, the moon and the mountains and rivers, they worshiped the heaven and the earth, drank a cup of wine, and became a hermit couple in the mountains.

Everything went smoothly at first, and the two of them also lived a life of you and me, newlyweds.

The development of things is always full of surprises and surprises.

Mr. Fei Ran said before they got married that they couldn't have children, and he also brought condoms in his own world, and he was always very careful about that kind of thing.

He has long been prepared to have no children for the rest of his life.

But the concubine who was taught by her mother to be a husband and son, have children, and carry on the family line from a young age, secretly broke the condom at this time.

She wants to leave blood for the one she loves.

What happened later was almost the same as what Qu Qiuli and Su Yanqing had speculated.

Qu Qiuli does not belong to this world, the world consciousness does not allow him to be born, and his birth almost caused the world to collapse.

After hearing this, Qu Qiuli felt uncomfortable, and at the same time was filled with emotions.

He didn't know whether to feel his father's courage first, or his mother's feat of poking a condom.

In short, if these things did not happen, Qu Qiuli would not exist.

Qu's father and Qu's mother almost caused the consequences, but they also paid the price because they were separated from each other for more than 20 years.

When Qu Fei talked about these things, there was nostalgia, excitement and fear on his face, but no regrets.

This is the result he caused, and he should bear it, that is, the old father and children at home have suffered.

"Grandpa's body is not bad." Qu Qiuli asked proactively, "Do you want to go back and see him?"

Qu Qiuli took out his pocket watch.

He didn't worry that his father would leave with a pocket watch and never come back. If his father wanted to do this, he could have left himself and his mother in this world as early as 20 years ago to fend for himself.

Qu Fei took the pocket watch and stroked it carefully, feeling nostalgic in his heart, "Your grandpa...is he at home?"

Qu Qiuli thought for a while, "I should go out now. Recently, he is involved in the restoration of the oracle bone inscriptions. Just give him a call after you go back. He should not have gone far."

With that said, Qu Qiuli took out his cell phone, unlocked it, and taught his father how to use a smartphone.

Speaking of which, the mobile phone is also strange. He can carry it around at any time, but it cannot be used, and it will not become an antique because of his repeated travels.

Looking at the big screen of the smartphone, Qu Fei sighed with emotion, "Unexpectedly, but in the past twenty years, technology has developed so rapidly."

Qu Qiuli smiled, and told his father about several important reforms in the country in the past 20 years, as well as the development of science and technology.

Qu Fei lowered his eyelids, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, he held his pocket watch and said, "I'll come back as soon as I go. You wait for me here, and I will definitely come back."

He faced his father speechlessly, but he also had to go back.

Qu Qiuli nodded, and told his father about the future timeline by the way.

After traveling for only a moment, when Qu Fei opened his eyes, he was already standing in the study of Su's courtyard.

More than 20 years have passed, and the layout of this study has not changed at all, it has only been redecorated.

Qu Fei touched around curiously. He saw his childhood toys, his old paintings, and the two paintings by Qi Mingzhe.

The first ink painting, he had just met Qi Mingzhe at that time. Qi Mingzhe was finally transferred from a desolate area, but he didn't expect to be a county magistrate.

So at that time, Qi Mingzhe was depressed and resentful.

And he is also a painter who admires and pays tribute to later generations. By chance, he left his own calligraphy on that painting.

At that time, he could come back.

After that, he couldn't come back, and kept a proper distance from Qi Mingzhe's friendship until Qi Mingzhe knew that he could draw, and the two had a competition, and finally he won by luck.

That's why Qi Mingzhe was willing to admit defeat and used his most precious paint to make a painting for him and his wife. He also used this painting to convey some news to his old father.

Unexpectedly, it succeeded.

Turning around in the study, he tried to open the door, but it didn't open.

Oh, my son said that when the old father left, he locked the door of the study room.

Only then did he take out his cell phone, and awkwardly made the call.

The phone rang twice and was connected.

"A Li?" Su Yanqing was a little nervous, "Is there any news over there?"

Otherwise, it hasn't been long, why come back.

"Dad." Hearing the old father's obviously aging voice, Qu Fei's eyes were red again, and he couldn't cry: "Dad, I'm back."

With a bang, Su Yanqing's phone fell to the floor of the car.

"Mr. Su?" The driver heard the movement, "Is there something wrong? Are you okay?"

"Quick, go back." Su Yanqing's eyes were also red, he looked at the gate of the cultural relics center that was coming to the end, and said, "Turn around and go back to the courtyard."

There is nothing like seeing your son.

Restoration of cultural relics can be done slowly, but the son must be seen now.

Although the driver didn't know why, he still found a place to turn around and speeded up to drive back.

What was supposed to be an hour's journey was shortened to an hour.

As soon as the car stopped, Su Yanqing didn't wait for the driver to open the door for him next time, so she opened the door and got out of the car. With the wind under her feet, she rushed to the study without stopping.

When the father and son met, they were teary again.

The heartache, grievances, guilt and debts of these years all burst out at this moment.

Qu Qiuli sat in the inn and waited, not in a hurry, and even asked the second brother to give him lunch, and sat leisurely on the low bed by the window to bask in the sun.

It wasn't until two or three o'clock in the afternoon that Qu Fei put it back on again.

That eyeball was swollen... Qu Qiuli didn't even notice it.

Why is his father's tears so low?Nothing like him.

"A Li." Qu Fei felt a little embarrassed, "Can I call you that?"

It's funny to say that the father and son talked for so long before, but he didn't even know his son's current name.

Qu Qiuli is a good name.

"My name is Qu Qiuli, you can call me A Li." Qu Qiuli introduced it on his own initiative, "The dean saw the character Qu on my pocket watch, so he made it my surname directly."

Qu Fei smiled. Unexpectedly, by such a mistake, his son still took his surname.

When he was a child, he played with the old man's carving knife, and he made potholes everywhere in the house, including the pocket watch.

Maybe, all of this has his arrangements in the dark.

"A Li." Qu Fei returned the pocket watch, and asked a little cautiously: "Come back to the mountains with me, and meet your mother?"

Qu Qiuli hummed, he himself came to look for his parents in ancient times, and if his father was found, he would always go to see his mother.

When they walked out of the inn, the waiter was still wondering why the two of them seemed to have cried, especially the older one with swollen eyes.

But when the driver saw Qu Fei, he smiled brightly, "Congratulations, young master, congratulations, young master, for finding his family."

As he said that, he still felt a little emotional, "It's not easy."

Qu Qiuli smiled, "Please take me to another place, and then you can go home."

"Good!" The coachman was very happy. He took a piece of gold leaf and ran around the county town for a few days. Now that someone has found him, he can go home to take care of his children.

The father and son, one on horseback and the other on a carriage, galloped out of the city.

Mrs. Su, that is, Mama Qu, had been wandering around the gate of the small courtyard early in the morning.

It's already this time, no matter whether the husband finds someone or not, he should have come back, maybe something happened.

She was so anxious.

Until he heard the sound of horseshoes and carriages.

This, this, if this husband comes back alone, he must not have a carriage. Mother Qu's heart is in her throat. Has the son returned?

Until the carriage stopped firmly at the gate of the courtyard.

Qu Fei got off the horse first, and then lifted the curtain of the carriage, "A Li, you're home."

Qu Qiuli was a little nervous. Although he was also nervous when he saw his father before, at least his father was a modern person.

Although he traveled through so many years and basically visited all dynasties, he really didn't have any contact with ancient women.

For a while, it was a little cramped.

"Son, child." Qu's mother couldn't wait any longer, she poked her head into the carriage, "I'm your mother."

After speaking, she burst into tears.

There is no mother who does not love her child, it is the flesh and blood that fell from her body.

When Qu Qiuli saw his mother, he was taken aback for a moment, isn't this the woman he saw in the ruined temple?

He got out of the car carefully, "Madam Su?"

Qu Ma's eyes were full of tears, "Son, you don't recognize mother, and mother doesn't blame you."

Where did all this go.

"Mom..." Qu Qiuli suddenly realized that there was still a coachman, and immediately changed his words, "Mother, I didn't deny you, but we met at the ruined temple that day, and I called you Mrs. Su at that time."

Qu Fei came to his senses, "My alias here is Su Ran."

Su Ran, Qu Fei, Young Master Fei Ran, and Qu Qiuli understood his father's brain circuit.

Mother Qu held her son's hand tightly, "Son, what did you call me just now? Can you call me again?"

"Mother." Qu Qiuli didn't have any burden.

This is his own mother. When he saw her for the first time, he felt kind.

Could this be the call of the blood?

Qu Fei sent the coachman away, and then walked to the yard with his wife and children, but his heart was sour.

The son is called mother, and he has known his son for a long time, and the son has never called him father.

Mother Qu held her son's hand and said, "How have you been all these years?"

"I'm doing well." Qu Qiuli glanced at his father, but still told the truth, "My adoptive parents treat me very well."

There is no way to hide this matter, and you will know it when you are late.

Sure enough, when Mother Qu heard about her adoptive parents, she knew that there must be something wrong with them, and she cried even harder.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Qu Fei glanced at his son resentfully, but he didn't expect his son to be a black-bellied person.

This matter can obviously be done slowly, slowly, and let his wife accept it bit by bit.

How can there be such a thing as a king bomb?

It's really not that Qu Qiuli has a black belly, he just thinks that this matter should be whatever he wants, and he hasn't gotten along with women very much, so he's a little bit not very good at talking.

Qu Fei had no choice but to explain the matter from beginning to end.

Qu Qiuli also added some key information from time to time, such as how good his living economy is, how good his studies are, and how successful his career is.

Finally, she coaxed Mama Qu, a native ancient woman, well.

"Son, you're hungry." Qu's mother wiped away her tears, "Mom is going to cook for you."

It's time for dinner.

Qu Fei stood up, "Let me go."

He usually doesn't let his wife cook much, and he basically does all the work at home. He is a modern person, and he doesn't have the idea of ​​a gentleman staying away from the kitchen.

But this time, Mother Qu refused. Her son only drank her milk for a month, and he never ate a meal made by her after that. As a mother, she always had to show it.

Furthermore, although her son recognized her and her husband, she could feel that there was a layer of separation between him and them, and even his attitude under his gentle face was still alienated.

It's not my son's fault, it's because they have been separated for so many years, and they haven't taken care of the child for a day, this is an inevitable situation.

Qu Fei couldn't hold back his wife, so he let her cook, but he himself took out a jug of wine.

"Let's father and son have a drink?" Qu Fei thought sourly, but the son still didn't call him father.

Look at this speech, it is well-mannered, and it is worthy of living in ancient times for more than 20 years.

Qu Qiuli did not refuse, he had only been with his father for a day, and he had to try to understand his father.

Like he said before, he doesn't blame his parents.

If he had encountered this situation, he might have made the same choice.

Feelings are the hardest thing to judge right from wrong.

As for the letter being torn up, it wasn't something they could have expected, and it wasn't anyone's fault.

The one who tore up the letter was at fault.

Before the food was served, the father and son had already had a drink.

Qu Fei was talking about how he went back to modern times to see the old man today, and Qu Qiuli listened quietly.

He heard this, and his father planned to go back every weekend to accompany his grandfather to make up for the debt he owed his old father over the years.

As for why he went back every weekend, it was for Qu Qiuli's sake.

After all, this pocket watch can only allow one person to time-travel at a time. If Qu Fei wants to return to modern times, he can only let Qu Qiuli travel to ancient times.

But Ah Li has grown up and has his own life and career. It is impossible to stay here for a long time. It is good to come here to replace his father once in a while.

This was decided after a long discussion between Qu Fei and Su Yanqing, and they still had to respect Qu Qiuli's opinion in the end.

"I have no objection." Qu Qiuli felt in his heart that he was often traveling anyway, so it would be better if he didn't go to other worlds in the future.

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The author has something to say:

I felt sick to my stomach in the middle of the night last night.

My god, I have diarrhea and collapse.

Tomorrow will be tens of thousands.