Young master Dongshan's mixed-race boyfriend

Wei Mingyu's father is an elite white-collar worker who has always been very strict with his studies. He spent his weekends in various training classes since he was a child. The so-called happy education does not exist in the elite class.

But Wei, who has always been excellent, finally got the first iron plate in his life, the Huaxia Chinese test paper!

A whole week!Wei Mingyu was shrouded in fear of being dominated by Chinese test papers.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, the lights in Wei Mingyu's room were still on.

Throwing the mobile phone by the pillow, he was making a voice connection with his buddy George, while Wei Mingyu was holding a Chinese textbook to catch up on Chinese.

"Wei, last week's game without you, our loss was ugly, 34 to 8! We were 8!"

"Not bad, not 0 points." Wei Mingyu's expression remained unchanged.

"Oh, you're so cruel! I've lost fifty thousand! It's fifty thousand pounds!"

"Not much, it's just a small change for you." Wei Mingyu spoke absent-mindedly, looking at the "virtual, abuse, captive, worry, 虗, 虙" in the book, his head grew bigger.

"Don't talk about this, do you have any good short-term stocks in your hands? You should share good things with your good friends." George chuckled, so this is the key point for him to find Wei Mingyu.

"I'll send it to you later." Wei Mingyu turned the page, and saw that the second page was full of rare characters with the same radicals. He sighed, the numbers in the stock market are so cute!

Because of staying up late the night before, Wei Mingyu fell asleep until after nine o'clock the next day, and the Chinese text was still lying on the pillow.

"Come and have breakfast, I've made porridge." Aunt Kang said enthusiastically.

"Thank you, Aunt Kang." Wei Mingyu felt that his brain was still being controlled by the Chinese textbook, and he was eating porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat like a walking dead.

Not long after, there was a sound of opening the door, and Bai Xiyan came back holding a bunch of lotus flowers.

But he saw that the lotus in his hand was full of buds, with green stems, and a few lotus leaves and lotus pods.

"Have you bought it?" Tan Jiasheng probed.

"I've got it." Bai Xiyan had gentle eyebrows and eyes, and his temperament was also like this lotus, revealing elegance.

Tan Jiasheng immediately stood up. "I'll get you a bucket to raise it first, and then you can choose what vase you want later."

There was no class this weekend, so Bai Xiyan went to the flower market early in the morning to buy materials. In order to buy suitable lotus flowers, he had been guarding the flower market for two weeks.

Bai Xiyan went upstairs first. Tan Jiasheng found a small bucket in the yard and was about to send it to Bai Xiyan.

"I'm just going back to my room, so I'll help you get it up on the way." Wei Mingyu quickly took the bucket from Tan Jiasheng's hand.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Tan Jiasheng stopped.

"Finished."

In a blink of an eye, the man was already upstairs with the bucket.

Bai Xiyan went back to the study with the lotus, when he heard the sound of going upstairs, he thought it was Tan Jiasheng, so he opened his mouth. "Brother Sheng, bring me a bucket of water."

Wei Mingyu turned his foot into the bathroom, and soon there was the sound of running water.

A vase is needed to place lotus flowers. There are several vases at home, but none of the styles are suitable. Bai Xiyan remembers that there is a plain white vase at home, but he doesn't know where to put it.

"I remember putting it on top." Bai Xiyan stood on the chair and stretched out his hand to reach the box on top of the bookcase.

The floor of the western-style building is more than three meters long, and the height of the bookcase is also more than three meters, making it difficult to hold even standing on a chair.

This study was Bai Jinhua's study in the early years, and later it was passed on to Bai Xiyan's father, Bai Chenshan. Ten years ago, Bai Chenshan went to the imperial capital to develop, and this study was given to his youngest son who stayed in the ancestral house.

The tall rosewood bookcase was equipped with a small bookcase in the early years. Because the eldest grandson Bai Xiyu dropped it once when he was a child, he picked it up and put it in the utility room, but he couldn't find it.

The things on the upper shelf of the bookcase hadn't been touched for a long time, let alone the box on the top. Bai Xiyan was standing on the chair and had to stand on tiptoe, only able to stay on the side of the box and slowly pull it out.

"Be careful, I'll help you." Wei Mingyu's voice came.

Before Bai Xiyan could turn around, a tall figure approached him. Wei Mingyu stepped on the chair, wrapped his left hand around Bai Xiyan's waist, stretched out his right hand, and easily lifted the box.

Bai Xiyan froze, the hand around his waist seemed to be a branding iron, burning people even through his clothes.

When he came back to his senses, Wei Mingyu had already gone down with the suitcase. If it wasn't for the heat still remaining in his waist, it seemed that the hug just now was just an illusion.

"This box is quite light, I thought it would be very heavy." Wei Mingyu still had a sunny and handsome smile on his face.

Bai Xiyan suppressed his palpitations. "Well, it's just a vase."

Opening the dusty cardboard box, there was a vase inside, and two books stuck in the gap to hold the vase in place.

"This is..." Bai Xiyan's eyes lit up, and he immediately pulled out two books.

Once taken out, these are not two books, but two photo albums!

"So it's here! Grandpa hasn't found it for a long time, and he said he's gone." Bai Xiyan was amused, and immediately took out a tissue to carefully wipe off the dust on the cover.

"Is it a family record?" Wei Mingyu was also full of curiosity.

"It's an old photo of my ancestors." Bai Xiyan was in a good mood, and at the same time forgot the embarrassment caused by the hug, and motioned to look at the desk.

Behind the desk is a row of teak windows. The old-fashioned windows are all latticed glass, which can only be pushed outward. A few wisps of creepers hang down from the roof of the building, fluttering with the breeze.

The two sat side by side in front of the big desk, flipping through the photo album against the light behind their backs.

Turning to the first page, there is only a black and white photo. In the photo, the young man is wearing the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty, sitting squarely on the grand master's chair.

"Who is this?" Wei Mingyu was very surprised by the photos in ancient costumes.

"It's my great-great-grandfather." Bai Xiyan pointed to the annotation under the black and white photo.

——Bai Mingchuan, Zhengqipin General Administration Commissioner's experience, photographed on March 1911, 3.

"Gaozu worked in the Department of General Administration back then, and the Qing Dynasty fell the next year. He started to do business. He is the first generation of businessmen in our Bai family." Bai Xiyan said slowly.

Before Bai Mingchuan, the Bai family was a well-known landowner in G City through farming and studying.

Wei Mingyu listened carefully.

Turn to the second page, there are many photos.

After the fall of the Qing Dynasty, Bai Mingchuan cut off his braids and put on a Chinese tunic suit. These photos record his business experience, including working in a commercial firm and going out for fun.

"This is your great grandfather." Bai Xiyan pointed to one of the photos.

There are annotations under almost every old photo, and under the group photo it is written: In the spring of 1916, I visited Phoenix Mountain with my brother Wei Xiuguo.

The two young men stood side by side in front of the strange stone, shoulder to shoulder, and they seemed to be in a good relationship.

"It's the first time I've seen it." Wei Mingyu was very pleasantly surprised and hurriedly took pictures with his mobile phone.

Bai Xiyan has seen this photo album countless times. When he was a child, Bai Jinhua liked to flip through the photo album with him in his arms. Bai Xiyan knew every character in the photo album very well.

"Look, this is your grandfather when he was a child." Bai Xiyan pointed out another photo of a child.

The Bai family and the Wei family are both cousins ​​and family friends. After Wei Mingyu's grandfather went abroad to settle down, the friendship between the descendants became weaker.

"It's like reading a history book." Wei Mingyu looked at him sideways.

Bai Xiyan raised his head, only to realize that the two of them were too close, even Wei Mingyu's breath was blowing by his ears.

The white ears were reddened visible to the naked eye, Wei Mingyu saw it but didn't intend to back away, and deliberately pointed to another photo.

"Is this the mansion we live in now?"

Bai Xiyan looked at the photo, the western-style building in the black and white photo, the vegetation in the courtyard is not so lush, and the outer wall is not covered with inexhaustible creepers, it looks so young and energetic.

"Yes." Bai Xiyan nodded.

Wei Mingyu hooked his shoulder with one hand, and moved closer, as if wanting to see more clearly.

But this posture, like hugging the person in front of him, was too close, and Bai Xiyan couldn't sit still.

He said he was looking at the photos, but in fact, Wei Mingyu's focus was on Bai Xiyan, seeing his red ears and nervousness.

The moment Bai Xiyan got a little annoyed, Wei Mingyu immediately backed away.

"I've finished taking the picture, and I'll send it to my mother right away." After finishing speaking, he went back to his seat and sent a WeChat message, but the smile on his lips couldn't be hidden.

He can be sure that Bai Xiyan is also, absolutely.

The joy in Wei Mingyu's heart almost overflowed his eyes. He also had many suitors in school, but no one could make him so curious and concerned like Bai Xiyan.

What's rare is that Bai Xiyan is as pure and ignorant as white paper.

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