Teacher Dashen takes it home

Chapter 163

Ji Qing seemed to be begging Ye Sihao, Ye Sihao thought for a while, and finally agreed to Li Jiqing.

Ye Sihao had long thought of visiting Li Qinhong, but he never found a suitable reason.Li Jiqing suddenly asked him for help, of course he was willing.

Li Jiqing asked Ye Sihao to bring tea, Li Qinhong's favorite tea.at home.Li Jiqing would make tea for Li Qinhong, although the tea she made was not as flavorful as Li Qinhong's.

You can tell from the name that Qingju is named after Li Qinhong by Li Qinhong.

Standing outside, Ye Sihao's first feeling was tranquility.

Looking in from the towering fence, there is a green lawn with a stone-paved path on the lawn, and a few clusters of wild flowers add a few touches of color to the green grass.There is a flower stand on the side of the lawn near the house. On the white shelf, green vines are entangled, which looks very cozy and cool. There are rattan seats and swings under the flower stand.A two-story house stands on the edge of the lawn, looking lonely and lonely.

"Ding-dong-"

After admiring the exterior of Qingju, Ye Sihao couldn't help but become curious about the inside.

After ringing the doorbell, a middle-aged woman ran over quickly.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" The middle-aged woman was a little surprised, because usually strangers rarely come here, and even the master's business partners rarely show up.

Qingju is Li Qinhong's relatively private residence. He will not work here, nor will he discuss matters here. In Qingju, he can only talk about family affairs.

"I'm Ye Sihao, a friend of Ms. Li Jiqing. Ms. Li Jiqing asked me to visit my parents. Are Mr. Li Qinhong and Mrs. Li at home?" Ye Sihao's voice was gentle and respectful, without any of the toes that middle-aged women are used to. High-spirited, she couldn't help feeling a little fond of Ye Sihao, and her tone of voice was not so cold, she smiled and said, "Wait a minute."

Even though his clothes were wet with sweat, Ye Sihao still maintained his demeanor, and he only showed his discomfort when the woman entered.

After a minute or two, the woman came back, and she opened the door for Ye Sihao: "Old Li is doing morning exercises, come in first."

"Old Li?"

Adding the word "old" in front of the surname to call others, generally speaking, only people who are very familiar with it will call it this way, and looking at the woman in front of him, Ye Sihao found a bit of familiarity in her.

"Excuse me, are you Li Jiqing's mother?"

The woman was slightly startled, then nodded in acknowledgment.

"Auntie, hello, it's the first time we meet. I'm Li Jiqing's friend Ye Sihao. She called me from the United States last night and asked me to visit the elder today. Please forgive me if I disturb you."

When mentioning her daughter, Lin Qin's eyes turned red, but she still kept smiling: "There is nothing to disturb, I also want to thank you for coming so far to see us."

Lin Qin glanced over the jar Ye Sihao was carrying, the packaging was all too familiar to her.

Ye Sihao smiled and said, "Ji Qing asked me to bring this to Uncle Li, saying that it is Uncle Li's favorite tea."

"It's a good thing she still remembers." Although he was complaining, Ye Sihao saw the reluctance and yearning flashing in her eyes.

Lin Qin led Ye Sihao into the living room, and she said apologetically, "It seems that Old Li's morning training is not over yet, so please wait here for a while."

"Thank you."

Ye Sihao looked around, the simple decoration of Li's house made him feel comfortable.

Picking up the newspaper on the coffee table, Ye Sihao glanced at the date, it was today.

Newspapers, magazines, as long as it is printed on paper, Ye Sihao can calm down and read it, so when he was immersed in the ocean of words, he didn't notice that there was an extra person on the sofa, and that person was still watching TV. .

I don't know how long after reading it, Ye Sihao's eyes were a little sour before he stopped reading.

"I don't know what this newspaper can attract you." Ye Sihao was startled when the hearty male voice came, he put down the newspaper and got up in a hurry: "Sorry, I lost my composure."

"It's the first time I saw someone reading a newspaper with such relish." Li Qinhong made no secret of her admiration for Ye Sihao, "When I first saw you, I thought you were a good person. Although you are not young You are big, but you have a lot of knowledge. I like the chicness in your bones, and I also like that you live according to your own heart."

Being praised in person, Ye Sihao's face was a little hot, but he was also a little proud, but he didn't show it.

After chatting with Li Qinhong for a while, it was noon. Li Qinhong asked Ye Sihao to eat, but Ye Sihao didn't refuse—his purpose for coming here was not over yet.

Scene 2 Zero One I want to adopt you as godson

Li Qinhong chatted with Ye Sihao for a while, and Li Qinhong became more and more satisfied with Ye Sihao, and she couldn't help showing a little disappointment on her face: But her daughter already has a sweetheart, and she is a woman, otherwise there would be no son like Ye Sihao, so she would invite her to do it. The son-in-law is also good!

Li Qinhong's sigh was seen by Ye Sihao. Although he didn't know what he was sighing about, as a junior, Ye Sihao still comforted him: "Uncle Li, don't be too sad, Jiqing has her own life."

"I made you laugh." Li Qinhong smiled awkwardly, "Hey, it's almost time for dinner. If you have nothing to do, why don't you go after dinner?"

Ye Sihao's ultimate goal of coming here has not yet been achieved, even if Li Qinhong drives him away, he may not necessarily leave, but it is not for this reason that he stayed.There was expectation in Li Qinhong's cloudy eyes, that look of anticipation seemed to stab his heart sharply, he saw the expectation of an old father, and the family affection made him unable to refuse.

"That's disturbing."

Seeing that Ye Sihao agreed, Li Qinhong showed a gratified smile. Ye Sihao had never seen that kind of smile on his father's face, and blurted out the word "Dad".Li Qinhong looked at Ye Sihao in surprise, and Ye Sihao smiled dryly to hide his embarrassment: "Sorry, I lost my temper."

Unexpectedly, Li Qinhong slapped her thigh and asked excitedly: "No, it's just that I have a proposal, I don't know if you would like to listen."

"All ears."

"I want to take you in as a godson." Li Qinhong made no secret of his expectation. He looked at Ye Sihao with burning eyes, but it made Ye Sihao hang in mid-air, unable to get up or down.

Ye Sihao's reaction seemed to be expected by Li Qinhong. Li Qinhong took a sip of tea and didn't say anything.Even though he could use words in exchange for Ye Sihao's consent, that was meaningless.Taking Ye Sihao as godson was Li Qinhong's impromptu idea. Li Qinhong didn't ask Ye Linchun what he meant because he didn't want this matter to be linked to his interests. He admired Ye Sihao, so he wanted to take Ye Sihao as godson.

The atmosphere was a little dignified for a while, Lin Qin saw all this in her eyes, she sighed quietly, and then walked over with the vegetables: "Old Li, help me choose the vegetables."

"I'll come too." Ye Sihao picked up the vegetables in the bag, skillfully folded off the useless parts and threw them in the trash can.

Li Qinhong looked at this scene in surprise - Li Qinhong knew Ye Sihao's identity - it was normal for Ye Sihao not to do these things, but he would...

Ye Sihao threw the vegetables into the basin prepared by Lin Qin, and explained: "A Ling and I—that is, Han Feng's son Han Ziling—lived outside a long time ago, and he is the kind who can do all kinds of housework. Man, I've lived with him for so long, so I've naturally learned something. After he left, I lived alone, and I'm used to these things."

When mentioning Han Feng, Lin Qin naturally thought of another person——Han Feng's current opponent, Ye Linchun.Ye Linchun and Ye Sihao can easily think that these two are father and son.

Ye Linchun had been wanting Li Qinhong's support for a long time. In an instant, Lin Qin thought that Ye Sihao was using Li Jiqing as an excuse to ask Li Qinhong to support her father, and her favor for Ye Sihao disappeared instantly.

"That's enough."

Lin Qin suddenly interrupted Ye Sihao, Ye Sihao's hand was hanging in the air, a little at a loss.Li Qinhong was familiar with his wife's temper, so he smiled apologetically at Ye Sihao, and then pulled his wife aside.

"I want to take Ye Sihao as my godson." Li Qinhong said as if discussing.

Lin Qin looked sideways at Li Qinhong, the displeasure in her eyes was naturally seen by Li Qinhong, Li Qinhong smiled and said, "He is different from his father."

"What's the difference?" Lin Qin said angrily, "Ye Linchun has always hoped that you would support him, now it's all right, not only himself, but also his son. Use it as an excuse to get your support!"

Li Qinhong retorted: "From the time he entered the door to now, he never mentioned anything about Ye Linchun. Besides, Ye Linchun knows that I don't like talking about business."

"He just used his son to win your favor, and then took the opportunity to make a request!"

"Aqin, the relationship between Ye Sihao and his father is not good - I saw it last time at Jiqing's birthday party, otherwise I would not propose to adopt him as a godson."

"But……"

"There's nothing wrong with it!" Li Qinhong's voice didn't change, but her tone became a lot heavier. Lin Qin's mouth collapsed, and she said angrily, "If you want to accept it, just accept it! Only when he begs you will you know!"

Lin Qin was dissatisfied with Han Feng and Ye Linchun, not only because these two people often disturbed Li Qinhong's life, but also because she was annoyed by them.That's why she and Li Qinhong moved to Qingju.She didn't want her peaceful life to cause waves again.

Ye Sihao didn't notice the change in Lin Qin's attitude at first, but when Li Qinhong came over and Lin Qin glared at him, he realized that he was disgusted by Lin Qin.

"Auntie..." Ye Sihao hesitated to speak, but Li Qinhong still kept a kind smile, and said helplessly, "It's not because of your father."

"My father?"

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