Song Huaiqian sat on the sofa and looked around the house casually. There were many paintings on the balcony, all of which were large leafy green plants and lush. There were several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall. Judging from the signature, they should be Han's father.
He stood up and walked closer, standing in front of a landscape painting, looking at it with interest. Although he didn't study calligraphy and painting, he liked it.
"Young man, do you also like Chinese painting?" Han Qixian asked with a smile beside him.
When Song Huaiqian heard this, he turned around and said hello, "Uncle, are you awake?"
The old man was short, thin, dark, and looked like a simple farmer.
"Do you know who owns this painting?" Han Qixian asked again.
Song Huaiqian smiled and shook his head, "I don't know. I quite like calligraphy and painting, but I don't have much research on it."
Han Qi first said: "Tang Bohu's paintings. I'm not good at painting. I only paint tigers after cats."
"Uncle, you are so humble, I can see the paintings very well."
"Hahaha!" Han Qixian laughed heartily and said to him: "Come, come and sit."
Song Huaiqian followed the old man and sat on the sofa and introduced himself: "Uncle, my name is Song Huaiqian, and I am Meiya's boyfriend."
Han Qi asked first: "Do you like our Meiya?"
Song Huaiqian was stunned. He didn't expect the old man to be so direct and ask such a straightforward question.
"I like it!" he replied affirmatively.
Han Qi clicked his tongue twice, "What do you like about her? She has a bad temper, is cold and arrogant, and I don't like her either."
Song Huaiqian smiled lightly and said: "Uncle, I can't tell you what I like about her. She is indeed cold, arrogant, and has a bad temper, but I just like her and everything about her."
"Yo yo yo." Han Qixian grinned and sneered, "You can't tell, you are pretty good at talking."
"Uncle, these are my words from the bottom of my heart." Song Huaiqian said seriously.
Han Qi coughed first, stretched out his arms, and said to him: "Here, let me take your pulse."
"Ah?" Song Huaiqian said: "Uncle, I am in good health. I have a physical examination every year."
"It has nothing to do with that. Just stretch out your hand." Han Qi said first, placing three fingers on his wrist.
Song Huaiqian held his breath and didn't understand why the old man suddenly wanted to take his pulse. Was it to check whether his body was weak?
Han Qi first pressed his finger on his pulse point a few times and said slowly: "Your body is not bad. You are quite strong. Keep it up." After saying that, he withdrew his hand.
When Song Huaiqian heard what the old man said, he knew that he had guessed correctly. He couldn't help but feel funny in his heart, and thought that the old man was quite cute.
In the kitchen, Liu Yun saw Han Meiya standing at the door looking toward the living room, and asked: "Meiya, what are you looking at?"
Han Meiya came back and said with a smile: "Mom, my dad is taking Huaiqian's pulse."
"This old man, he is not sick or suffering from any calamity, how can he take his pulse?"
"Let's see if Huaiqian is in good health." Han Meiya said with a smile, "Fortunately, our Huaiqian is in good health, and my dad is very satisfied."
"You are so serious." Liu Yun scolded with a smile.
Han Meiya said: "Mom, I'll go out and take a look first, and I'll come in and help you later."
"Bring out the fruit." Liu Yun said, "Tell your dad not to say anything, it's embarrassing."
Han Meiya returned to the living room carrying the fruit and saw the two of them chatting.
"What are we talking about? Come and eat some fruit." Han Meiya sat next to him.
Han Qi first took an orange and peeled it open, then said to the two of them: "Girl, I won't interfere with this emotional matter, but I have a suggestion to tell you."
"What's your suggestion, Dad?" she asked curiously.
Han Qi first threw the orange peel on the coffee table, ate the orange, and said: "My suggestion is that the two of you should not stick together every day. You should maintain a sense of mystery and distance from each other. Only in this way can you feel fresh and not easily bored.
.Especially when you are in a passionate relationship now, you should be more taboo. Otherwise, if you wait for a long time in the future, maybe 5, 7, or 8 years, you will be annoyed by it. Once the couple is annoyed, they will easily cheat, and neither of you will want it.
Let the other party give you a hat to wear?"
"Pfft——" Song Huaiqian really couldn't hold it back and was so shocked by the old man's words that he choked.
"Sorry, sorry." He covered his mouth with a tissue and said repeatedly.
Han Meiya looked at Han Qixian speechlessly and said helplessly: "Dad, what are you talking about?"
"This is some love advice for you. It's all useful. Remember it."
Han Qi first looked at Song Huaiqian and said to him: "A man should still put his career first, marry a man, dress and eat. Don't always focus on love and love, your career is your main business. You don't want women
Before I leave you, I must first make myself excellent."
"Yes, uncle, I understand, I'm working hard." Song Huai responded modestly.
"Dad, don't worry about our relationship. We know how to get along." Han Meiya peeled another orange and handed it to him and said.
Han Qi curled his lips and said, "Okay, stop talking. You won't listen to me if I say a few more words. It's really annoying. I'm going to see if your mother needs any help." After the old man finished speaking, he took the oranges and went to the kitchen.
"Did it scare you? My dad talks like this, without any hindrance. You just get used to it." Han Meiya said to him.
Song Huaiqian let out a long breath, "Uncle, his words are really amazing. However, there is some truth in what he said."
"Do you think it makes sense? From now on, we will meet once a week and keep it a mystery. Do you think that's okay?" Han Meiya tilted her head to look at him and asked jokingly.
When Song Huaiqian heard this, he held her in his arms and said fiercely: "No! I don't need mystery. When I get back, I will move into your house!"
"Distance creates beauty!" Han Meiya said.
"Don't come here!" Song Huaiqian kissed her earlobe and said, "I stick to you every day. If you annoy me, I will stick to you too."
"Hey, it's itchy." Han Meiya smiled and avoided him, but he didn't let go of her, and kept kissing and sniffing her in the ear like a big dog.
Liu Yun prepared a sumptuous dinner, all home-cooked dishes, which tasted very good.
"Xiao Song, you're welcome to eat the food." Liu Yun used serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of ribs for him and said.
Song Huaiqian said: "Uncle, aunt, I treat this as my own home and will never be polite."
He picked up the wine glass again and said, "I would like to drink this glass of wine to my uncle and aunt. Thank you for raising such a good daughter. I will do it first as a token of my respect."
Han Qixian said happily: "I know she is good, so treat her well and don't let us down."
"I will definitely do it, uncle and aunt, please don't worry." Song Huaiqian said with determination.
The four of us were eating and chatting.
"Dad, Mom, there is something I want to tell you two, that is, Huaiqian has proposed to me and we plan to get married." Han Meiya said.
After the old couple listened, they looked at me and I looked at you, and they both felt it was quite sudden.
"So fast?" Liu Yun asked, "Have you decided yet?"
Han Meiya looked at Song Huaiqian and smiled, and said to Liu Yun: "Well, I've decided, I want to get married!"