Mr Gingerbread

Han Qiaoyu got up, stopped aside calmly and said, "Dad, take a day off before you go. The doctor told you to stay in bed and recuperate."

Mr. Han said: "No, I'm in good health!"

Han Qiaoyu said: "Then let Lu Ming take a rest."

Old Han was still hesitating, Song Jingqiu understood it first, she just thought her son wanted to spend more time alone with Lu Ming, so she immediately smoothed things over and said with a smile: "Yes, you just came back from the mountain. The second child and Xiao Lu slept in the hospital again, and they must have not had a good night's rest." She pushed Mr. Han's wheelchair, and then winked at Han Qiaoyu, "I'll take your dad to apply some medicated oil, and you will also accompany Xiao Lu Go upstairs to the room and see if there is anything else you need to add, you can figure it out and be careful, do you hear me?"

Han Qiaoyu nodded and said, "Understood."

The third son, Han Qiaoye, has not dared to look at Han Er since he saw his second brother kneeling in the hospital yesterday. Now after eating, he wiped his mouth and said, "Brother, wait for me, I agree." Xiao Zhuo took him to the zoo, and it happened to be free today..."

Han Qiaoyang was a little strange, looked at him and said, "What did you say?" Why didn't he know.

Han Sandao: "On that day, forget about it, it was agreed that day." He held the hand of little friend Han Zizhuo while talking. Uncle, his third uncle pinched his face and asked with a smile: "Xiaozhuo wants to go too? Didn't you want to see camels last time? I'll take you there today. Your Uncle Lu can't go. Let's buy two camel toys." Come back, you give him one?"

Han Zizhuo's eyes lit up, and he was immediately taken away. He said, "Okay! Then I need another one. I want to give it to my mother. She has been on a business trip for a long time~"

Han San agreed repeatedly, took the child's hand and went out.

Han Zizhuo walked to the door, ran back and hugged Lu Ming's leg, and made a promise with him: "Uncle Lu, you must wait for me to come back before leaving, that camel toy is so beautiful!"

Lu Ming bent down and gave him a thumbs-up, as if stamping a seal, and said with a smile, "Okay."

The people on the first floor had almost left, and the aunt at home came to clean up the restaurant.

Han Qiaoyu accompanied Lu Ming to the third floor and sent it to the door of the room. He looked quite gentlemanly, and he didn't want to have any more intimate actions like he did in the morning. He just reached out to touch the top of his hair and rubbed it softly. With soft hair, he kissed the forehead and said: "The medicine is on the table. You take it and sleep for a while. Tell me where you are going in the afternoon. I will stay at home with you today on leave."

Lu Ming looked at the red blood in his eyes, nodded and said, "You should sleep for a while, you didn't sleep well last night sitting on the chair."

Han Qiaoyu raised the corners of her lips and said softly, "Okay."

Intentionally or not, for three days in a row, Mr. Han didn't take the time to show off his small exhibition hall to Lu Ming. Either the family doctor came to review him, or Han Qiaoyu took Lu Ming to the hospital or school, or he entered it at night. At the door of the house, Song Jingqiu just helped to find a reason to detain him, but he didn't give him a chance to get along with the administrator alone.

After watching his son and Lu Ming go upstairs, Mr. Han finally felt that it was a bit too coincidental. He turned his head and asked his wife with some doubts, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Ms. Song was almost pissed off by him. She poked her finger on his forehead and said in a low voice, "Nonsense! Are those broken paintings of yours more important than my son? You can't let your second son and Xiao Lu talk about their relationship first!"

Mr. Han was a little unconvinced, but he was right after thinking about it, nodded and said: "Then let the second child talk first. If the second child can keep Xiao Lu in our house, we will still have a lot of time to enjoy calligraphy and painting together in the future, haha!"

Song Jingqiu said angrily: "You are thinking beautifully. I also want to take Xiao Lu to our theater to help. You don't know how many people came to ask me last time."

Elder Han asked curiously, "What are you asking?"

"Ask Xiao Lu if he is my nephew, and if he has a partner, even our former head of the regiment came to ask." Song Jingqiu smiled and said: "Xiao Lu is handsome, and he is down-to-earth in his work. Not much to say, it’s very reassuring, if he doesn’t work at the Academy of Fine Arts, he won’t be far behind in the theater.”

Mr. Han interjected: "I put aside my ability to eat, so why go to your theater to do odd jobs? If I want to go, I also go to my Shushizhai!" He thought about the beautiful scene after his retirement, and said happily: "Xiao Lu himself is still alive. I can paint and know photography, so I asked him to take pictures of all the paintings in my showroom and Soseki Studio, and put them all on the forum, even if I don’t set up a special section, how can I put them on the top for three days?”

It is rare for Song Jingqiu not to disagree with his affairs on the forum. Now she also knows that Lu Ming is one of the persons in charge of the forum, and she repeatedly boasted: "This was done ten years ago. At that time, Xiao Lu was only in high school. Right? It's really amazing."

Mr. Han nodded and said: "Yes, he probably likes Mr. Daishan's paintings very much. I was able to find the forum at the beginning because Xiaolu put a special area for Daishan alone, and even the previous "Pine Eagle Picture" is also there. See Writing an inscription and postscript doesn’t seem like a fake.”

Song Jingqiu was also surprised, but she obviously didn't respect Mr. Daishan like Mr. Han, but showed intimacy, and said: "Why, there are such old paintings in his family, maybe there are some origins, maybe they know each other. right?"

Old Mr. Han said: "I didn't ask about that. The second child stopped and protected me. I also went to the mountain and just found out that Xiao Lu is the administrator. The rest of the children didn't say much."

Song Jingqiu said: "That kid doesn't like to show off, he's so simple." She glanced upstairs and sighed: "Anyway, I've fallen in love with Xiao Lu, if he wants to stay in our house, I'll give it my all. , it depends on the ability of the second child."

Mr. Han was much more optimistic than her, and said with a smile: "If the second child really has the ability to keep people, I will give them the newly installed villa, which is also close to us, and they can come back at night Have a meal."

Song Jingqiu also laughed, nodded and said: "Yes, that set is not bad."

The old couple were thinking downstairs, how to arrange the time when Lu Ming came, go to the theater on one or three, go to the gallery on two, four, or six, and let Han Er take people out on Sundays on holiday, thinking happily.

Upstairs, Han Qiaoyu accompanied Lu Ming to the room, and voluntarily packed his clothes for him.

Lu Ming didn't bring much, but Han Qiaoyu couldn't help buying here. He saved a lot of bits and pieces in a few days. After there were traces of life, the room didn't look like a guest room anymore.

Lu Ming said: "You don't need to buy any more, it's enough. I'll go back to live in a few days."

He didn't say where to go back, but Han Qiaoyu felt relieved a lot, and automatically returned to Lu Ming to go back to him with him.After tidying up, he sat down again, chatted with Lu Ming, and asked him, "Did Dean Sun call in the car just now? Did he ask you to go back to school?"

Lu Ming's attitude has softened a lot today. Han Qiaoyu has sincerely changed his mind these few days, and he has seen it all. In addition, the phone call made him feel a little guilty, so he said to him: "Well, he asked me how I was hurt. So, I asked for another day off, and I want to have a meal with you tomorrow." He thought for a while, and then added, "Just the two of us go eat, there is a good thing, just to celebrate."

"What a good thing, is it on the forum?" Han Qiaoyu looked up at him, a little surprised. After so many days, Lu Ming took the initiative to give him a step.

Lu Ming said, "No, it's the paintings I sent to the gallery for consignment. Both paintings have been sold so far."

Han Qiaoyu: "..."

Lu Ming didn't realize it, he was quite happy, rubbed the tip of his nose and smiled, "I was dismissed twice before, and I was still a little unconfident at the time. I didn't expect to change my luck to another gallery. The boss told me to give it to me later. Remit the money, and it should arrive tomorrow.”

Han Qiaoyu raised his eyebrows, not surprised, and praised him, "That's not bad."

Lu Ming said, "Why aren't you surprised at all?"

Han Qiaoyu took a glass of water, took a sip slowly and said, "Didn't we agree before that we will not interfere with each other in work matters."

Lu Ming thought about the things he had done before, and asked him a little more cautiously: "I said, this has nothing to do with you, right?"

Han Qiaoyu chuckled, "I'm afraid of offending you, and I won't see me for half a month." Lu Ming was still looking at him, so Han Qiaoyu handed him a plate of cherries beside him, and said, "Besides, you You didn't tell me about the painting, you were consigning it in the gallery, I thought you would be the first to tell me."

There was a bit of disappointment in these words, and Lu Ming was also a little embarrassed, and said: "I just want to see if I can make it. If I leave it to you, you will definitely help me cheat. It's so boring." He took it himself He ate the cherries, which were very sweet, and pushed towards Han Qiaoyu, but Han Qiaoyu only looked at him.

Lu Ming handed over a cherry, but Han Qiaoyu didn't pick it up, and opened his mouth to let him feed it.

Lu Ming stuffed his mouth, and Han Er showed a relaxed expression, nodded and said, "Yes, I must be cheating."

Lu Ming has never seen someone say so confidently, and he seems to be on the side of justice, without any hesitation.He blinked, and heard Han Qiaoyu speak slowly again: "But I think such an important matter, I still need to discuss it with you in advance. From today onwards, I will respect all your choices. But Lu Ming, my father and I don't agree. Similarly, you also know that when he didn't know you were an administrator, he liked you very much, and you also used 'Hongjian' to sign your name, right?"

Lu Ming froze for a moment, and said, "That's right..."

Han Qiaoyu moved closer, looked at him and said, "My dad likes to collect paintings. He has a collection of paintings by old painters and newcomers. For some that Sosekizhai doesn't have, he will buy them from other places." Speaking of this He also picked himself out without hesitation, "Of course I'm busy with work, and I don't have time to play with him. Usually it's the third child who handles it."

Lu Ming hesitated for a moment, and said, "You mean, uncle bought my painting? It's unlikely, right?"

Han Er did not hesitate to dump the blame on his father, and said seriously: "He can do it."

The author has something to say: Ms. Song: The elder son has a gentle temper like me, the younger son is handsome like me, only the second son is the most annoying, like his father.