good handedness

Coming out of the study, Zheng Zhijie saw that Mo Yifan was admiring the decorative oil painting "Three Paths: Flowers from the Other Side" that he had personally drawn for He Yu in the corridor on the second floor, so he motioned for Daniel to go down first.Daniel and Mo Yifan brushed past each other, nodding to each other calmly.

Zheng Zhijie told him in the study just now—keep this matter in your stomach, and don't tell anyone, not even He Yuxi.

Standing beside Mo Yifan, Zheng Zhijie said in a relaxed tone: "You are a professional, can you give me some advice for my work?"

Mo Yifan chuckled: "I haven't painted for many years, so I can't say it's a professional... The composition and color of this painting are exquisite, and in my opinion, it's comparable to the level of a master."

"Mr. Mo is joking, I am a student of advertising, and oil painting is at most a beginner's level." Zheng Zhijie looked at the other party's expression from the corner of his eye.

Mo Yifan turned his head slightly, looked at Zheng Zhijie with a smile on his face, his demeanor gave his aging face a unique style: "The level of a painting cannot be evaluated solely by skills, so that the audience can feel the creation. The focus is on the thoughts of the reader... Although it is a landscape painting, I guess... it is painted for the one you love."

Zheng Zhijie's eyebrows moved slightly.When he was young, he was suave and suave, had a lot of entertainment, and often went to romantic places.The girls and boys there have all received professional training and know how to impress the hearts of customers with a look or a word.But even after wandering among the flowers for many years, he has never met anyone who can touch the softest part of his heart as naturally as Mo Yifan.

No wonder he can deceive so many people, he thought, this man's emotional intelligence is simply terribly high.

Seeing that Zheng Zhijie didn't speak, Mo Yifan blinked and asked, "I guessed wrong?"

"No, this is indeed drawn by He Yu." Zheng Zhijie staggered his eyes, and the state of the gaze made him feel that he was going to be seen through by the other party.

"It's a lucky person." Mo Yifan sighed with a smile, "Whether it's loving someone or being loved deeply, it's a rare blessing."

Although Zheng Zhijie agreed with the other party's words from the bottom of his heart, he also realized that his thoughts could not be controlled by the other party, so he changed the subject and asked, "Why don't you continue to eat? The food is not to your taste?"

"I'm getting old, so I can't eat a few bites." Mo Yifan smiled, "I heard from He Yu that you invited a chef from a five-star hotel to cook this New Year's Eve dinner. It's really very rich. Thank you very much. entertain."

"Hey, regular meals, not rich." Zheng Zhijie lowered his voice, "But it's definitely better than the set meal in Boya Prison."

Mo Yifan's smile froze on his face immediately, he took a step back but there was no way out, half of his body leaned against the fence.

Zheng Zhijie glanced downstairs, a large family gathered around the dining table, laughing and laughing, no one paid attention to them.

"You are really capable of investigating me so clearly." Mo Yifan's voice was extremely cold against the background of the laughter on the first floor, completely different from his previous gentle and polite attitude.

"It's not that I'm capable, it's that I have a good son-in-law." Zheng Zhijie's tone was not without pride, "His full name is Daniel Demville, how is it, does it sound familiar?"

Mo Yifan looked down and looked at Daniel who was chatting and laughing with He Yuxi, fine lines formed on the right corner of his mouth: "The son of Officer Demville? Wow, all I can say is, the world is so small. "

Zheng Zhijie nodded his head lightly, expressing his agreement: "Mr. Mo, from my personal point of view, I quite admire the 'achievements' you have created... I heard from Daniel that the people who lost to you were all veterans in the industry. It's a fool..."

He paused and observed Mo Yifan's reaction carefully.

"Thank you."

Mo Yifan smiled lightly, but there was a trace of disdain in his eyes.Nice words come first, and the rest are ugly words.

Sure enough, Zheng Zhijie's attitude became tough: "But... I'm sorry, Mr. Mo, our Zheng family are all well-behaved people, I'm afraid we can't compete with such an 'excellent' relative like you."

Mo Yifan also responded with the same attitude: "Ah Jin has nothing to do with my business, Mr. Zheng, haven't you heard that 'it is better to demolish ten temples than destroy a marriage'?"

"Don't worry, I'm not so confused." Zheng Zhijie stepped forward to support the fence with both hands, and looked down at the family members gathered around the dining table on the first floor, "Although Xiaobai is my younger brother's child, he is I watched him grow up, he is no different from my own, as the head of the Zheng family, I have the responsibility to take care of him...Mr. Mo, I sincerely beg you not to appear by Xiaobai's side again."

These words made Mo Yifan's eyes shoot like stars.After enduring it, he gritted his teeth and asked, "You mean, I can't even see my own son?"

"It's the biological son you once abandoned!" Zheng Zhijie bit every word hard, turned his head to meet his eyes, his eyes were as firm as his tone.

"—"

Mo Yifan's body began to tremble, the tip of his nose and eye sockets turned red with unwillingness, he opened and closed his lips a few times but he couldn't make a sound.He closed his eyes, his thick eyelashes moistening slowly in silence.

Looking at his inner struggle, Zheng Zhijie continued to emphasize his tone: "People's words are terrible. If your past is discovered by others, how will the children hold their heads up? Mr. Mo, I will say so much, as for the following It's up to you to decide."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Zhijie bypassed Mo Yifan and walked down the stairs, put on a smiling face and returned to the happy family.

The chef went back to his home to celebrate the New Year after finishing the New Year's Eve dinner, and he was not responsible for making dumplings.However, no one in the family except He Yu knows how to make dumplings. In previous years, after the New Year's Eve dinner, others would watch TV, chat and knead melon seeds, and he would do the work alone.With Leng Jin's help this year, although the dumplings made are crooked, they are better than nothing.

None of the other children were willing to learn, only He Yubai stood beside Leng Jin, holding a dumpling wrapper in a dignified manner.He glanced at Leng Jin's movements, lowered his head and squeezed it himself, and as a result, most of the filling was squeezed out.

"This is really difficult..." After trying a few times, He Yubai frowned.He could memorize an [-]-page original professional course book in English, but lost to a dumpling wrapper.

"You have to hold your hands like this..." Leng Jin taught him with his hands, just as seriously as when he was in the catheterization room, "Yes, wrap it up like this...Pinch it again...Look! It's done."

He Yubai happily put his "work" into the dumpling box.He Yu glanced at the dumpling that had just been made—the stuffing was all sticking to the skin—and the corner of his mouth curled up helplessly, thinking that it would definitely break after cooking.

But he is not good at dampening He Yubai's enthusiasm: "Xiaobai, you can go chat with Yanyu and the others, I will just talk to Leng Jinbao."

"There are so many people's dumplings, how long are you two going to make?" He Yubai picked up another dumpling wrapper, carefully dug a spoonful of fillings into it.

"I'm full. I can eat at most two or three meals per person. I can't pack much..." He Yu continued to try to persuade the other party to leave.

He Quan came over to take a look, and praised: "Okay, it's better than mine. Last year, He Yu rolled out the skin and I made it, and cooked a pot of soup."

"Pfft—cough cough!"

Leng Jin didn't hold back his laughter, he quickly tilted his head and pretended to cough twice.He Yubai stared wide-eyed—too badly, he dared to laugh at his mother-in-law to her face.

"Leng Jin, I heard you." He Quan rolled his eyes blankly, "If you have the guts, you can laugh again. Believe it or not, I will let Xiao Bai go home to sleep from tonight?"

"Don't, don't, Teacher He, I was wrong." Leng Jin quickly wrapped his flour-stained hands around He Yubai's shoulders, and held his sweetheart tightly in his arms.

Sitting in the corner of the living room, looking at his son with a happy smile from a distance, Mo Yifan silently held his wrist.

The old scars, covered with roses and thorns, were now boiling hot.

The bell rang at twelve o'clock, saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new. After eating the dumplings, the New Year's Eve dinner was officially over.When Zheng Zhijie and He Yu stood at the door to see off, they gave a red envelope to each of the juniors, except Leng Jin.

Zheng Zhijie had his own explanation for this: "I think it's too old for you to receive red envelopes at your age."

Leng Jin's expression was instantly embarrassed, and He Yubai also frowned slightly.He Quan watched from the side, wiped his face, and stared at his elder brother: "What's the matter? Discrimination?"

He Yu hurriedly bumped Zheng Zhijie with his elbow, signaling him not to provoke He Quan during Chinese New Year.Zheng Zhijie slowly took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Leng Jin, then turned to He Quan and said, "Just kidding, what are you in a hurry for?"

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to care about you."

He Quan rolled his eyes at him and walked out the door with his chin raised.

Mo Yifan stood at the door and thanked the two hosts: "Thank you for your warm hospitality, and thank you for taking care of Ah Jin. If you have time to come to Sweden, I will welcome you."

Zheng Zhijie smiled and said, "Mr. Mo, Leng Jin is now part of our Zheng family. Don't worry, we will take good care of him."

This may sound like a polite sentence to others, but Mo Yifan knew in his heart that Zheng Zhijie meant something - let go, it's good for everyone.

"Yes, then I will trouble you, goodbye."

He turned around and walked towards Leng Jin's car quickly, escaping from the other party's sight before his disguise was completely shattered.

When Mo Yifan got into the car, Leng Jin turned around and asked, "Dad, do you want to go to the hotel to pick up your luggage first?"

Recently, Mo Yifan had been hospitalized. After he was discharged from the hospital, he took him home, but most of the luggage was still in the hotel.

"I'm going back to the hotel tonight. I just received a message from my colleague that something went wrong in the rehearsal. I have to rush back tomorrow."

After Mo Yifan finished speaking, he bit his lips tightly.After all, the mistakes made when young will have to pay the price. I should be satisfied to see my son and daughter-in-law in my lifetime.

He Yubai was even more surprised than Leng Jin, and turned his head from the passenger seat: "So anxious? Can't you stay a few more days? I discussed with Director Leng yesterday, and tomorrow I will take you to look around and eat local dishes."

Leng Jin also advised him: "Yes, Dad, it's rare for you to come back, so stay a few more days."

Being called "Dad" by Leng Jin made his eyes burn, Mo Yifan tilted his head, his eyes widened to hold back the tears, and forced a smile: "The traffic is so convenient now, I will come back when I am not busy in a while, or wait You guys have a vacation, and it's the same if you go over there to see me."

"Where did we get the holidays? We have to be on duty since the third year of junior high school." Leng Jin sighed and shook his head, wheeling the car and onto the main road, "By the way, Dad, next time you come back, bring my brother and the others with you. After all, we are a family, and we will know each other when we meet each other."

"……it is good."

Mo Yifan responded, and at the same time sighed silently in his heart - there will be no next time, Ah Jin.

TBC