Normally, Chen Yingnian would have been sitting there, shouting loudly and serving tea. It was good tea.
But this time, when he entered, he felt that the atmosphere was wrong. The old man had never been so cold to him.
At this moment, he had been standing under the sun in the yard for half an hour, but he did not dare to move. The old man today was really different from the past, and he was almost yelling and it was hard to adapt.
"Yingnian, come and see how my pot of gladiolus is growing."
Finally, the old man straightened up and spoke.
Chen Yingnian stepped forward, stared at the pot of gladiolus for a long time, and said in deep thought, "Not bad, not bad. The flower diameter is round and the color is simple. Although it is not straight and straight, it is round and smooth. It is a good flower."
His city is not deep, but there is ink in his belly. Although the words are improvised at this moment, every sentence is on point, which shows his urgency.
The old man did not comment, put down the spray, said "Follow me", and headed west. Chen Yingnian didn't know what he was going through, but he was worried.
The old man walked straight to the back room, turned out of the small door, and walked for more than ten meters until he came to a dirt slope. He stopped and pointed to another gladiolus among the black rocks and white soil and said, "How about this flower?"
Chen Yingnian stared at it and saw another gladioli. The petals were very small and the color was bright. It was a far cry from the other flowers. However, this gladioli had extremely strong rhizomes and thick leaves.
The sword stuck in the sky, growing tall and strong, sticking its head out from the surrounding bushes, looking more like a small tree than a flower.
"This one has thin flowers and weak pistils. Judging from the flower color alone, it's really not that impressive! But the gladioli is not better than other flowers. It's not just the flowers that are appreciated. What's more impressive are the leaves, the shape, the front and the back.
Comparing it comprehensively, this one hidden in the bushes and born among the earth and rocks is even more impressive and magnificent!"
Chen Yingnian made a solid argument, which was precise and objective. After speaking, he put his hands behind his back, as if he was waiting for the old man to praise him.
Unexpectedly, the old man stared at the gladioli in the bushes for a long time, sighed, and turned back to the house.
Walking back to the courtyard, the old man's steps suddenly accelerated, and he walked quickly to the sycamore tree. Suddenly, he bent down and suddenly picked up the gladioli that was kept in a delicate ceramic basin. He threw it to the ground and made a muffled boast.
There was a sound, and the pot of gladioli fell to pieces on the ground. The beautiful rhizome was also scratched by the broken porcelain, turning it into a pile of debris before your eyes.
"Old man, this is what you are doing!"
Chen Yingnian was shocked and hurriedly took two steps. When he got closer, he choked.
This pot of gladioli has existed since he entered this courtyard ten years ago. Over the years, the old man has taken good care of it and regarded it as a treasure. Even when the old man moved into Juyong Valley, he was rarely allowed to take it with him.
This time, the old man actually threw this beloved thing to the ground in front of him and completely destroyed it. He really didn't understand the reason why.
The old man threw the potted plant with all his strength, feeling a little overwhelmed. He leaned against the sycamore tree, breathed slightly for a moment, and said calmly, "It's nothing, a potted thing that will never be used in the end, maybe it's a good thing to destroy it!"
Chen Yingnian was surprised and said, "Why can't it be a useful thing? What a beautiful pot of gladioli. Although it is a bit inferior to the weeds outside, it is still something that can catch the eye!"
"If it can enter the eyes, where can it enter the eyes?"
The old man suddenly turned his head, his eyes were shining brightly, and he stared at him and said, "Did he make false reports about greening when he was in the Forestry Bureau? Or was it that when he was in the Water Resources Department, he took the credit for Cao Zenghe's Baili Tongcanal?
What caught my eye? Is it because three pregnant women died in vain at the Provincial Family Planning Office?
Wife, do you think you can get noticed by taking money for ordinary things? Or you are so happy that you built Shanyang New City, which turned into a mess in the end, and now you are still using my name to ask for policies from the central government to get people noticed? With such a thing, there is still a lot to be gained.
Where can I see it? Where can I see it?"
Chen Yingnian felt as if he heard thunder and felt lightning rain. Only then did he realize that the old man took him to see two pots of orchids, and asked him to comment on them one after another.
Chen Yingnian is like an orchid in a pot, unable to withstand wind and rain, and too delicate to be used for much purpose.
If it were just like this, Chen Yingnian would have called out Tianqu and started a fierce confrontation with the old man. He was not afraid of the old man's anger because of the old man's debt to him over the years.
But this time, the old man actually recounted all the failures and scandals he had committed over the years, and every word was like a pointed spear or a sharpened steel spear, piercing his heart.
In an instant, all Chen Yingnian's anger dissipated at this moment, leaving only the fear and uneasiness in his heart.
He was arrogant with the old man for two reasons. First, he believed that the old man was guilty of him. Second, he had always relied on Lao Xing's cover to create a very good image with the old man.
Xing Zhikou also knew that the old man had always treated him as a member of the family.
But now, the image he created has been completely shattered. The old man is in the moment of rage and has lost his most powerful barrier. Facing the old man's overwhelming anger and overwhelming power, how can he not be frightened? It's like two sides are fighting, and how many desires are there?
Go first.
"Tell me, why don't you say it? Aren't you usually quite tall? Haha, you deceived me so hard!"
After scolding, the old man looked dejected, waved his hand and said, "Go away, I don't want to see you again!"
"Old man, I, I..." Chen Yingnian was completely panicked. The old man's expression of grief and despair really frightened him.
"Stop talking, let's go, go quickly, and continue to dream about your autumn dream!" The old man slapped the sycamore tree heavily.
He indeed had high hopes for Chen Yingnian and hoped that he could become the leader of the family. He had always thought that this inherited pearl of his own was a brilliant man and had inherited five of his talents.
Who knew that it was completely wrong? It was purely wishful thinking. What kind of genius was this? It was clearly Zhang Fei who sat in the commander's tent and relied on him to strategize and control one side. Isn't this a crime against the people?
With a pop, Chen Yingnian knelt heavily on the bluestone, lowered his head, and did not dare to argue again. After holding it in for a long time, he choked out, "I, I was wrong. As long as you give me another chance and let me go to Liaodong,
I will do my job well! I will do it well and I will never embarrass you!"
The old man's chicken-skinned eyes gleamed, staring at him coldly, "Do you still want to go to Liaodong?" He said coldly, and suddenly his tone relaxed, "Okay, if you insist on going, I will help you!"
"Really? Master, you agreed! That's great!"
Survived from desperate situation, Chen Yingnian stood up with joy!
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After a day of meetings, Jiang Chaotian returned home and was stopped by Qin, the old guard of the Jiang family. "Comrade Chaotian, you came back at the right time. I don't know what happened. The chief was furious and threw away his beloved paperweight and jade lion.