The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

   Chapter 520 Tiger Son

   Cong Yan was sitting behind the counter and drawing the design. Hearing the footsteps at the door, he raised his head subconsciously.

   "Der Spiegel? Miss Zheng? You are here."

   Congyan immediately put down the pen in his hand and walked over with a smile.

  Der Jing handed the toys and clothes in his hand to Cong Yan: "For Jinjin."

  Congyan took out the clothes and touched them, and said with a smile, "The quality of the clothes is very good, and Mingjing has a good eye. Jinjin must like it very much."

   Ming Jing smiled: "I don't know much about this, it was all chosen by Ah Qing."

   Cong Yan glanced at Zheng Qing in surprise.

  Zheng Qing coughed lightly: "I don't understand either, just pick whatever you want, as long as Jin Jin likes it."

   "Come in, the two of you, I'll come out with Jin Jin, he must be very happy to see you."

  As expected, Cong Yan came out with Zijin in his arms. When Zijin's dark and shining eyes saw the mirror, he immediately spread out his arms and begged for a hug.

   Mingjing took Zijin with a smile and touched his head.

   Zijin is holding the string of beads that Mingjing gave him.

   "Jin Jin ah treats this string of beads as a treasure, and he doesn't let go when he sleeps, but it's amazing. Since that day, he has never cried and slept very soundly." Cong Yan said aside.

  This bead really has Buddha nature.

  Congyan glanced at Dingjing: "At the auction site that day, I thought it was the wrong person. I didn't expect it to be you. You have such deep accomplishments in calligraphy at a young age. You are really amazing."

   "My sister is very praised."

   "Don't be modest, I heard that someone bought your name for one million yuan, but the auction house didn't sell it. Obviously, they are very optimistic about you."

  The works of contemporary calligraphers, except for some old masters, rarely reach millions, which is a miracle for an age like Der Spiegel.

   The auction house obviously thinks that the mirror is a rare commodity, but it may also be hyped by the auction house, which further shows that the artistic value and commercial value of the mirror should not be underestimated.

   Ming Jing's expression did not change after hearing this, and he lowered his head and teased Zijin.

   Cong Yan sighed inwardly when he saw this, this kind of xinxing is really beyond the reach of human beings.

   "By the way, the cheongsam is ready, you can try it on Mingjing. If there is something inappropriate, I can change it."

   Mingjing handed the child to Zheng Qing, who caught it in a hurry.

   Mingjing smiled and said, "Aqing, please watch Zijin for a while, I'll try on the clothes."

   Zijin was very ill-behaved in Zheng Qing's arms, twisting and twisting like she had ADHD, Zheng Qing might as well, the child just got out of her arms like a loach, slipped out to the ground, and walked unsteadily to the door.

   "Jinjin..." Zheng Qing was shocked and hurried to help.

   Cong Yan's laughing voice came from behind: "Ms. Zheng, this child is just learning to walk. He can only learn how to walk if he falls a lot. Don't worry about him."

   Zheng Qing wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "You're right."

  Congyan walked inside with the mirror, "I'm relieved when Miss Zheng is watching, I'll take you to try on clothes."

   Zijin held the door frame and looked at the stairs in front of him, frowning his delicate brows, and seemed to be hesitant.

   Zheng Qing encouraged by the side: "Jinjin, don't be afraid, go on bravely, Mom... Auntie will protect you."

   Zijin turned his head, tilted his head and giggled.

  Then he took the first step decisively, his small body was swaying, Zheng Qing supported with both hands, and a heart almost jumped out.

   Fortunately, there was no danger and he stepped on the ground safely.

   Zijin looked at Zheng Qing with a little smugness in his small eyes, as if to say that I am good.

  Zheng Qing gave a thumbs up, "Jin Jin is the best, Auntie is proud of you."

   Zijin laughed "giggling", the laughter was crisp and pure, as if it could wash away all the filth and troubles in the world.

   Zheng Qing looked at it, his eyes gradually turned red.

   Zijin walked up to her, touched Zheng Qing's face with his little hand, and popped out two crisp words from his mouth: "Don't cry."

   Zheng Qing said with a smile: "Okay, auntie don't cry."

   It was a very warm picture, but it was interrupted by the next ringtone of the mobile phone.

Zheng Qing took out his mobile phone from his pocket, glanced at the caller ID, scolded "shit", and glanced at Zijin. This alley is very secluded, and few people stop by at ordinary times. Zheng Qing also answered the call with confidence. , his eyes kept glancing at Zijin.

   "Anything? I'm busy."

   "Are you busy performing a mother-son relationship with your son?"

  Zheng Qing suddenly turned his head to look around, his eyes darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Are you monitoring me?"

   "Aqing, I'm worried about you."

   "Bah, stop pretending to act, tell me, what's the matter with you?"

   "I should ask you this sentence. That Suizhu is yours, right?"

  Zheng Qing clenched his fingers into fists, his masseter muscles slightly bulging: "What the **** are you trying to do?"

  Zheng Qing was afraid that his anger would scare the children, so he walked away.

   "So this is the secret you've been hiding, Liu Xiangyue, Bo Yujiang, things are getting more and more interesting."

   Zheng Qing said angrily: "Don't mention that **** to me, she doesn't deserve this name."

The person opposite    laughed softly: "Heroes see the same thing."

   Zheng Qing narrowed his eyes: "Nighthawk, I know that you were forced by the situation in the past, but now, there is a chance to atone for you."

  —

   Zheng Qing hung up the phone and turned around, not seeing Zijin, so he could not help but take a breath.

   Immediately afterwards, a man hugged Zijin and slowly walked out from behind the flower wall.

   Seeing that face clearly, Zheng Qing suddenly froze and turned around subconsciously.

   "Miss Zheng, you seem to be afraid of me?" The man walked over with Zijin in his arms.

   Zijin was very good in his arms, looked at Zheng Qing with big innocent eyes, then looked at the man in front of him, and hugged the man's neck with a smile.

  Zheng Qing raised his hand and brushed a strand of curly hair on his temples, his eyes fluttering and winking: "How do you know my surname is Zheng?"

"There was a relationship before, and the lady may have long forgotten. The proprietress of this shop is my junior. It was a bit abrupt to learn the lady's name from her. I hope the lady will forgive me." There was no sense of being sloppy at all, but it was like a spring breeze.

   Zheng Qingyan raised her eyebrows: "Oh, that's really abrupt."

   "Jinjin, come to Auntie's place, there are quite a lot of bad people now, don't want to be hugged by someone who is indifferent, be careful to kidnap you and never see your parents again."

   As soon as Zheng Qing stretched out his hand, Jin Jin obediently returned to her arms.

At this time, the two were so close that they could smell each other's breath. At that moment, Zheng Qing's heart trembled slightly. She took a step back calmly, so she didn't notice the man in front of him whose eyes sank for a moment. Light.

   Zheng Qing hugged Jin Jin, turned around and left, the man followed a step.

   Zheng Qing turned around suddenly: "Don't follow me."

  The man touched his nose and smiled: "I'm here to find Congyan junior girl to get something."

   His eyes are as deep as obsidian, and he always looks at people with a kind of affection, as if between heaven and earth, only you in his eyes is the most precious.

   "Why are you so hostile to me?"

   Zheng Qing snorted coldly: "Because you look very annoying."

  Hua Luo hugged Jin Jin, turned around and walked away, stepping on the threshold quickly.

  The man stood in the sunlight, looking at Zheng Qing's back, his eyes gradually deepened.

   Mingjing came out after trying on the clothes, and saw Zheng Qing walking in with Zijin in his arms, Mingjing smiled and shook his head.

   "Who made our Ah Qing angry?"

   Zijin immediately shook his head, "It's not me."

   He pointed behind him, "Uncle."

   Mingjing's gaze fell on the door. When he saw the man walking in, he subconsciously froze for a moment: "Professor Liu?"

   She glanced at Zheng Qing calmly. Zheng Qing walked into the backyard with Zijin in her arms, but she didn't even look at the man behind her.

   "Der Spiegel." Liu Xiangyue nodded with a smile, "Meet again."

   "Der Jing, I'll change the size... Senior? Why didn't you tell me in advance?" Cong Yan walked over immediately.

   "I'll take a look at Zijin." Liu Xiangyue sent a beautifully packaged paper bag, "I bought some toys for Jinjin."

   Cong Yan smiled and said, "My family is so lucky, I thank the senior for him."

   Her family Jinjin is really likable, but after seeing each other once, this senior, who has always been cold and alienated, is brought down to earth.

He invited people to the courtyard. There were stone tables and stone chairs under the vines in the courtyard. After Ming Jing and Liu Xiangyue sat down, Cong Yan said to Ming Jing, "Help me take care of the senior, and I'll go make tea." Huan Luo hurriedly walked in. kitchen.

   Ming Jing smiled warmly: "Have you found that friend of Professor Liu?"

   Liu Xiangyue glanced at her and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Of course I found it."

   Congyan's ears perked up, and that night Liu Xiangyue took out the Green Water Suizhu, which shook the entire antique world.

  The friend mentioned by Mingjing is the one who gave Liu Xiangyue green water with pearls.

   She was also very curious, this friend must be very important to the senior.

   "Professor Liu is willing to donate priceless beads and find that friend. Such courage is admirable."

   "How can you get a tiger without entering the tiger's den? It's just a bead."

What    wants is people, not a broken pearl.

   Ming Jing glanced up at him and sighed in his heart.

   What kind of evil is this.

   Cong Yan brought the brewed tea over, "Senior, the cheongsam you want will take a few days to complete, so it won't delay your business, right?"

   Liu Xiangyue shook his head: "No hurry, it can be before twenty-one."

   Cong Yan thought for a while and said, "Twenty-one is the 80th birthday of the old lady of the Bo family. Is the senior going to give it to Mrs. Bo?"

   "That's right."

   Ding Jing lowered her eyelashes and drank tea quietly.

   "Speaking of this old lady Bo, she is really a legend of a generation. It is my honor to be able to make a cheongsam for her." Cong Yan sighed.

   "The Qin family has also been invited. As the second wife of the Qin family, you can go to the banquet together that day."

   Cong Yan smiled and said, "I wish I had this honor."

  Liu Xiangyue was not interested in inquiring about other people's family affairs. After drinking tea for a while, it was almost noon, and Cong Yan asked Liu Xiangyue to stay for dinner.

  She was just a courtesy. As far as she knew, the senior was not the kind of person who would stay for dinner.

   Who knew that Liu Xiangyue readily agreed.

   Congyan was stunned for a while, then got up with a smile: "You guys talk, I'll go to the kitchen to prepare lunch."

   walked away, she couldn't help but look back.

The men are bright, warm and graceful, the girls are graceful and graceful, out of the world, and the early spring sunshine with a bright chill, mottled sprinkled on the two of them, the picture is so wonderful, one can't help but admire that they are really a pair of beautiful people. .

   Cong Yan always felt weird.

   "Where's Jin Jin?"

   Aunt Lin replied, "Miss Zheng is playing with me in the living room."

   Something flashed in his mind quickly, and Cong Yan disappeared before he could catch it.

   Cong Yan made a large table of dishes, and Zheng Qing finally walked out of the living room with Zijin in his arms.

   Zijin pounced on Liu Xiangyue and hugged his thigh: "Uncle."

   Liu Xiangyue bent down and hugged Zijin: "Would you like to accompany your uncle to dinner?"

   Aunt Lin hurried over: "Give me Jin Jin, he's too noisy, you can't eat well."

   "No problem." Liu Xiangyue hugged Zijin and sat down at the dining table.

   Zheng Qing picked the position farthest from Liu Xiangyue, but as soon as he looked up, he met the man's serene eyes.

   Zheng Qing secretly rolled his eyes.

   Zijin sat on Liu Xiangyue's lap and pointed at the biggest fish with an eager expression.

   Liu Xiangyue said softly, "Do you want to eat fish?"

   Zijin nodded, and the hala was about to flow out.

   Cong Yan, who was preparing vegetables, said: "This is Songjiang gill perch. There are very few fish bones, but for Jin Jin to eat, every soft thorn must be picked clean..."

   Before he finished speaking, Liu Xiangyue picked up a piece of fish and carefully picked out every soft thorn.

   His demeanor looked very serious, as if he was doing a very important thing, and then he fed the selected fish into Zijin's mouth little by little.

   Zheng Qing watched this scene, and his brows never loosened.

   Congyan couldn't help laughing and said, "Senior, you are so patient with your children, you must be an excellent father in the future."

   Liu Xiangyue had a gentle smile on her lips, and she did not forget to wipe off the filth on Zijin's mouth with a tissue.

"I hope so."

   Aunt Lin looked at this scene and said strangely: "If Jin Jin and Mr. Liu don't know, they should be father and son."

   "Pada" Zheng Qing's chopsticks fell on the table.

  Der Spiegel closed his eyes.

   Cong Yan subconsciously raised her head to look at the two people opposite each other, one big and one small. The more she looked, the more wrong she felt.

   I didn't pay much attention to it before, but at first glance, Zijin's eyebrows looked like Liu Xiangyue. At first glance, he really looked like a father and son.

   Congyan's heart skipped a beat, Qin Tian once joked that Zijin didn't look like him, and she didn't look like her own mother, and he didn't know who inherited it.

  How can there be such a coincidence in the world?

   She and the senior... This is absolutely impossible.

   It's been hell.

   Cong Yan's heart grew colder the more she thought about it, so she didn't notice anything unusual about Zheng Qing beside her.

   Is there anything she missed?

As soon as the words came out, Aunt Lin felt that it was inappropriate, and slapped her mouth: "Mr. Liu, don't take it to your heart, just think I'm talking nonsense."

   also wondered in the bottom of her heart, did Xiaoyan secretly put a green hat on Zijin's father? The last time she came here, she thought that Mr. Liu looked strangely familiar.

   For a while, the quiet needles fell on the dining table, and there was only the sound of Zijin eating fish. The little guy who was immersed in the food did not feel the terrifying atmosphere around him at all.

   (end of this chapter)