Mr Gingerbread

Lu Ming still went to the reception with Han Qiaoyu.

The location was chosen in a private house of the Han family. When they went, many people had already arrived.

Lu Ming was a little nervous when he was at the door, and he hesitated in his steps. Han Qiaoyu noticed it, and went to help him by the shoulder, asking, "What's the matter, are you scared again?"

Lu Ming hadn't seen this teacher for too many years, and he was respectful at first, but now he felt a little guilty for following Han Qiaoyu's side, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "I, I'll take it easy..."

Han Qiaoyu put his hand on his shoulder and heard him laugh.

Lu Ming was so nervous that he stiffened and took several deep breaths at the door.

Han Qiaoyu smiled and said, "Why are you so nervous, it's not like I haven't seen it before."

Lu Ming said: "I saw that when I was a child, how many years have passed..." He looked up at Han Qiaoyu, and asked him to look at his clothes, "Is my clothes okay, is my hair messed up?"

Han Qiaoyu raised the corners of his lips and said, "No, he's very handsome." He put his palm on Lu Ming's back, leaned down and leaned into his ear, and said, "But I've never seen you so nervous. I have never been so timid in a fight, Lu Ming, have you forgotten how you beat me up in the backyard?"

Lu Ming looked at him, and before he remembered the situation at that time, Han Qiaoyu pressed his back, opened the door and pushed him in.

The last thing Lu Ming remembered was that when he was a child, he arrogantly beat the young master of the Han family to the ground. There were beads of sweat on his forehead, and his legs were a little wobbly because he took too long to walk on horseback. He was beaten suddenly I was still a little dazed, but soon lay there and pursed my lips and said, "Lu Ming, just wait, sooner or later, I will ask you to get it back."

Young Master Han's eyes were dark and bright lying on the ground, like gems in the dark night, pure and stubborn without any impurities.

When Lu Ming heard the "squeak" sound of the door opening and closing again, he couldn't help but wryly smiled.

It's really a newspaper.

That silly boy was not stupid anymore, but his temper was still so annoying, he was caught out of the last shell neatly and exposed to the bright lights and the bustling crowd.

Many people had already arrived in the main hall. When they came in, they also attracted some people's attention. Seeing that it was the second son of the Han family, they all came over to talk to him.Han Qiaoyu had a smile on his face, and still put his hands behind Lu Ming's back to keep him from moving half a step away, and said in a low voice, "Let's meet together."

The people who came were all related to the literary and art circles. Han Qiaoyu ran Sushi Zhai for his father, and most of the Song family on his mother's side were in the folk art circle. The identities of these people were quite important outside.Han Qiaoyu took Lu Ming to meet them, and introduced him naturally: "My friend, Lu Ming."

Although Lu Ming could handle it, he was still a little uncomfortable in this environment.Han Qiaoyu didn't force him to get to know more people. He only got to know people related to literature and art, so he lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "You go up first, and wait for me on the second floor."

Lu Ming nodded in agreement, went upstairs and looked around for an empty terrace, then heaved a sigh of relief and relaxed.

He brought a glass of champagne from downstairs, and stood there leaning against the terrace to drink for a while. From here, he could see the lights in the distance, but it seemed that they were far away, so they couldn't be seen clearly.

Someone came in from outside, Lu Ming looked back, it was Han Qiaoye.

As the youngest in the family, Han Qiaoye is also the freest one now. Even though he is wearing a neat suit at the moment, he still has a flair in his bones.His eyebrows remained the same, and his smile was quite flattering. He walked in and said to Lu Ming, "Brother Lu, have you just arrived? Have you had dinner tonight?"

Lu Ming shook his head, held up the cup in his hand to show him, and joked, "I took a cup and brought it up in time. There are too many people who know your second brother downstairs. Thanks to my speed, I was able to escape."

Han San also smiled, and said: "Yes, my eldest brother and I sometimes hide when we see that posture. Don't look at my second brother who usually has a cold face, but he is still holding on at the critical moment." He approached the opposite Lu Ming whispered, "Brother Lu, my mother guessed that you must not have eaten. She said that my second brother is used to it. It's nothing. You are not in good health. The old lady is very worried about you and asked me to see you." It’s time to take you secretly to have a bite or two.”

Lu Ming didn't expect such benefits. After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "Okay."

Han San took him to the small kitchen at the back, and the two of them ate something. Song Jingqiu prepared something for the two of them, but he also brought a lot of snacks. Han Qiaoyu doesn't like sweets, so it looks like it's for Lu Ming. of.The steamed buns in the shape of small birthday peaches inside were the most delicate, stuffed with jujube paste and red bean paste. Lu Ming ate two or three of them by himself.

Han San helped his own mother to claim credit, saying: "The old lady asked me to bring this, does Brother Lu still like it?"

Lu Ming said: "It's delicious, and I'd like to trouble you to help me thank you, Auntie."

Han San laughed and said, "As long as Brother Lu likes to eat, you don't have to be so polite as a family."

Lu Ming didn't refute his words, just smiled.

Han San breathed a sigh of relief. He came here half to deliver food, and half to spy on the military situation. Judging by Lu Ming's current reaction, his second brother's alarm should have been lifted, and he can do business when he goes back.

The two ate here secretly for a while, and Han San took him out, went up the small stairs, and went directly through the corridor on the third floor without disturbing others.The two talked quietly while walking, mostly Han San was talking about the current situation at home, it was nothing more than what kind of pastries his mother made recently, his father used the forum again and was framed for stealing pictures, etc. , Lu Ming listened quietly from the side, occasionally replying with a sentence or two, also with a little smile.

After all, it's a place where I've lived for a short period of time. Once those people know each other, they can't pretend to be unfamiliar. It sounds like it's very friendly and interesting.

A few young people came to meet Han San. When they saw Han San, they took the initiative to say hello, and said with a pleasant surprise: "Qiao Ye, you are here! I'm still downstairs and easy to find. Come here, let me introduce you to someone." personal."

Lu Ming stopped and said, "Then go and do your work. I'll find a place to sit for a while."

Han Sandao: "Can Brother Lu do it alone?"

Lu Ming smiled and said, "He will come to me in a while."

Han San also smiled, nodded and said: "Okay, come to me anytime if you need something." He watched Lu Ming turn around and leave, and then said to those who came over: "Cousin, you are here too."

The few people who came here were all surnamed Song. After the elders of the family gained a foothold in the literary and art circles, most of the younger generations in the family were engaged in these things.The leading cousin is called Song Zihang, who does work related to film and television. He invested in a large-scale film and television company. He saw Lu Ming's back, went over to touch Han San on the shoulder, and whispered: "OK Ah, Qiao Ye, this guy is not bad, he is much better than the girls you were with before, what do you do? Can you also introduce him to me, it is a pity for you to be a partner, why not introduce him to our company, I I happen to have a notebook in my hand, I think his temperament sounds suitable..."

Han San immediately said: "Hey, cousin, don't talk nonsense! This is not my date, and I advise you not to think about him, you can't afford to mess with him."

Song Zihang was surprised when he heard this, "What's the origin? This is, are you afraid that this will happen?"

Han San smiled and said nothing.

Song Zihang was even more curious, beauty came second, he had never heard of someone in the capital circle called Han Sandu so respectfully, so he couldn't help asking a few more questions.

Han Qiaoye is not a good person either. He had suffered a loss from his cousin Song before, so he rolled his eyes and encouraged him, "Why don't you ask my second brother?"

Song Zihang immediately became timid, shook his head and said: "Forget it, I just feel a little pity, that person just now looks really good."

Han Qiaoye looked at him with a look of pity in his eyes.

After Lu Ming waited for a short while, Han Qiaoyu came to him. He seemed to know Lu Ming's every move. Without asking, he strolled over and said, "Did you go to drink soup just now?"

Lu Ming said: "How do you know, your brother told you?"

Han Qiaoyu smiled and said: "No, just now Qiao Ye went to look for you, I looked up and saw it, you go to the small kitchen at the back to eat, I wonder if it is the Gastrodia elata pigeon soup that is still prepared this year."

Lu Ming said: "Not only that, there are also several pastries, shrimp dumplings and spring rolls, and the boneless chicken feet that Auntie brought are especially delicious."

Han Qiaoyu said, "It's really unfair. I only had one bowl of soup back then."

Lu Ming laughed and said, "I'll accompany you to eat later."

Han Qiaoyu lowered his head and approached. Lu Ming thought he was going to say something, so he leaned closer. As soon as he got closer, he kissed him in the ear. After the kiss, he stood up straight, with a serious expression on his face. It's the same as when we were socializing downstairs, but the affection in those eyes cannot be mistaken, and he said with a smile: "I want to go home to eat more, will you go back with me today?"

Lu Ming's ears were hot, but he looked up at him and said, "Okay."

Han Qiaoyu was satisfied, and wanted to whisper a few words to him, when the phone rang, he answered it a few times, and said to Lu Ming, "Dad and Mr. Daishan are here, let's go, I'll take you to see them."

Lu Ming's heart suddenly became tense again.

Han Qiaoyu stretched out his hand to hold his, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Don't run away."

It was only when he reached the door of the study that Han Qiaoyu let go of him, knocked on the door and said, "Dad, I brought Lu Ming here."

Lu Ming followed him in nervously. The study room was spacious and bright, covered with thick velvet carpets, and there was no sound when walking on it. The voices of the two old men chatting and laughing in the room became clearer.

Mr. Han was holding a photo album and talking to Mr. Dai Shan beside him. The smile on his face hadn't receded yet, when he saw them waving and saying, "Are you here? Just right, I saw some old photos, come and take a look."

Han Qiaoyu walked over to take a look. It was an old photo from four or fifty years ago. At that time, his father was still a college student in his teens, standing next to several alumni affectionately, with a bright smile on his face. .It was probably in front of some ancient building, everyone stood in a row, and there was a simple building shelf behind it.

Lu Ming stood at the back, took a look, and asked with some doubts, "Is this Yongle Palace?"

The old gentleman on the side raised his head to look at him. He had a pair of old-fashioned glasses on his nose. After looking at it for a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "It's Lu Ming. I haven't handed in my homework for so many years. Come to see the teacher today." , didn’t you bring two paintings?”

The tension and unfamiliarity in Lu Ming's heart dissipated immediately, and when he saw Mr. Dai Shan again, he only had the kind of dependence on the teacher when he was a child, and he rubbed the tip of his nose when he heard the old man say that, and shouted embarrassingly: "Teacher. "

Elder Han said from the side: "Hey, Xiao Lu doesn't dare to yell, this is the teacher who led us back then, how did he become your teacher..."

Song Daishan was also a little dissatisfied, he was a few years older than Mr. Han, and he was the teacher of Mr. Han at the Academy of Fine Arts, so he immediately blew his beard and said, "Why are you not my student? I have learned all the classics from me. It's been months!"

Mr. Han refused, and insisted: "Brother, he will learn from you for a few days. What kind of teacher is he called? This call is almost on the same level as me." He waved to Lu Ming, smiled and said: "Xiao Lu, don't Restricted, treat him like your own family, just call him uncle."