Hold the thick thighs tightly [My father is a traitor]

Chapter 684 Another Melon

The noisy noise of the Lin family naturally attracted the attention of the two neighbors. Wang Cheng looked at the wall, shook his head helplessly, and continued to wipe the gold ingots that his mother gave him as a subsidy, and then placed them together with the gold bars under the bed.

At the same time, he secretly thanked God that his second brother was not at home, otherwise the wall would have cost a lot of money to repair again.

On the other side, Qingshanjun was successfully attracted by the noise made by the Lin family and came to the side door to check what was going on.

Lin Yuzan's daughter's face turned red, and she was hugging the pillar tightly with all her strength, while Lin Yuzan was glaring at her with his hands on his hips angrily.

Qingshan was amused by this situation and asked curiously: "What are you doing..."

When Lin Yuzan heard the voice, he turned around and gave him an awkward smile. Just as he was about to reply perfunctorily that it was nothing, he was interrupted by another "party involved".

"Qing Jie'er is hungry! Dad and Mom are so mean. They don't give Qing Jie'er food and they flirt with her!" Little Yining complained loudly.

Qingshan Jun:......

Lin Yuzhan was so angry that she almost fell backwards. She shouted angrily, "Didn't Dad ask Zheng Da to buy you some braised pork? We can have dinner when he comes back!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard his daughter grumble in dissatisfaction: "The braised pork is not enough..."

Lin Yuzan quickly scolded: "Lin Yining, don't be willful."

The little kid raised his head, looked at the old man with tears in his eyes, and emphasized again: "The braised pork is not enough..."

Lin Yuzan: ...

Xiao Yining: (?_?), she is about to be beaten by both men and women, why can she only eat braised pork!

The old man couldn't bear it any longer and was about to walk forward and pull the kid's hands away regardless.

At this moment, Qingshan Jun chuckled and said, "Just now, the mother of Huichunlou sent me a table of food. If you don't mind, why don't you come and make do with it for a while."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuzan hastily declined: "The little kid is making a lot of noise, and I'm afraid it will disturb Qingshan Jun's meal. We, father and daughter, will not go over. Besides, my doorman will be back soon, and we don't want to waste this food."

Qingshan raised his chin slightly and motioned him to look at the pillars. The little kid there had already left while he was speaking.

Lin Yuzan hurriedly looked for his daughter, and saw a small figure flash by the side door leading to the next door.

The old man's face suddenly turned red, and it was unclear whether he was angry or embarrassed.

At this time, Qingshan Jun invited again: "There is some progress on Yanhong's matter. I was planning to discuss it with you in detail later. Now that you are free, come over!"

Hearing this, Lin Yuzan's expression calmed down, and he quickly bowed his hands to express his gratitude: "Thank you so much for troubling Qingshan-kun!"

The Lin family finally quieted down, and the two men left the Lin family courtyard one after another.

Little Yining finally had a delicious meal with more than a dozen delicacies, and she ate it with a huff.

The way he ate, like a piglet rooting for food, made the two men drinking tea opposite him laugh and shake their heads.

Lin Yuzan took out a handkerchief and wiped the rice grains off his daughter's face, then waited for Qingshan Jun to speak.

Qingshan Jun didn't let him wait for long. He took out a portrait from his sleeve and handed it to him, introducing: "The person in the painting is the merchant who redeemed Yanhong. This person has never appeared in the red-light district before, but..."

He stopped talking inexplicably and gave Lin Yuzan a helpless smile.

Lin Yuzan looked up in confusion, and saw that he was motioning her to look to the side again.

He turned his head and saw that his daughter had come to his side at some point, holding a bowl of rice in her hand, her round eyes staring at the portrait curiously.

The old man sighed tiredly, stretched out his hand, held his daughter on his lap, let her take a closer look, and raised an embarrassed smile to Qingshan Jun, "Qingshan Jun, don't worry about Qingjie, she won't interrupt our conversation."

Qingshan nodded slightly and continued, "But there was a turtle man who once saw a similar person in a casino called Qianjinfang."

"Qianjinfang..." Lin Yuzan stared at the man in the painting and fell into deep thought.

"It's the gambling house where grandpa earns money for the betrothal gift!" the little boy suddenly interrupted.

The old man lowered his eyes and glanced at her, then nodded to confirm, "Sister Qing, you have a good memory. The gambling house your grandfather was deceived into was indeed called Qianjinfang, and your uncle and I both believe that this place is the property of the Leng family."

"The Leng family..."

Qingshan Jun's face gradually became serious. There was an unspeakable story between him and the Leng family. Even though Leng Qingnian was dead, he still hated people with the surname Leng.

Lin Yuzan keenly sensed the man's annoyance. He pursed his lips and warned him softly, "The Leng family is not as simple as we think. I heard that although the head of the family, Leng Qingyin, has not pursued a career in politics, everyone who has met him admires him and wants to make friends with him. In addition, he is ruthless and has the decree of the previous emperor that he will not be punished for three generations. No one dares to offend him."

Qingshan Jun knew more about the Leng family than Lin Yuzan, so he naturally knew all this. He nodded and said, "In fact, Leng Qingyin could have had a smooth career, but unfortunately, he was ambushed while working for the late crown prince, and fainted in a sea of ​​fire, resulting in disfigurement."

The kid who was originally looking at the ancient simplified Chinese paintings suddenly raised his head and looked at the man who was speaking, and then heard him say, "If it weren't for this, the late crown prince wouldn't have abandoned him and favored others, leading to a complete loss."

Lin Yuzan disagreed with this statement, "It's just a disfigurement, just wear a mask, how could the former prince dislike him just because of this."

Qingshan Jun's eyes fell on the portrait, and he raised a sarcastic smile and explained slowly: "If his temperament changed drastically and angered the late crown prince, it would naturally be a different scene."

Then, he continued, "If Yanhong's death was really caused by the Leng family, then it should be the work of Leng Qingyin. As for why they blocked your way, I think it was also a warning to you."

"I just don't know why he wants to use Yanhong. I heard from people in Hua Street that you and her have no intersection."

Lin Yuzan's fingers holding the portrait tightened slightly, and his eyes were filled with turbulent emotions.

All his interactions with Yanhong happened only in his previous life, and people who didn't know him well would never know about it.

At this moment, Xiao Yining interrupted again: "Uncle Qingshan, Yanhong has touched the face of my uncle and Mr. Leng."

The old man's thoughts were interrupted instantly. He looked at his daughter speechlessly, feeling a little pain on his face. He reminded her helplessly, "Qing Jie'er, children should not interrupt when adults are talking!"

Xiao Yining: (??v?v??), she is clearly providing clues!

The little boy got down to the ground angrily, snorted at the old man who had no good intentions, then returned to the table with his bowl of rice and continued to eat with a grunt.

Lin Yuzan: (*￣m￣), this unfilial daughter!

The old man smiled awkwardly at Qingshan Jun, and then pretended to stare at the portrait, as if he wanted to remember the person in it.