Su Qing knew that Sui Ziqing was talking about Cao Yao. The two young people made a big joke. After a lot of effort, they managed to suppress the matter. She smiled faintly and said, "I liked the girl Sui Qi the moment I met her. How can she be blamed? It was all caused by my brat. Of course, it was mainly because of our grievances in our previous lives. Although the current result is a bit troublesome, it is also the choice of Zhicheng and Sui Qi. As elders, we can only protect them a little."
Sui Ziqing shook his head helplessly and smiled, coughed twice, and said: "Others say that the Iron Lady is upright and incorruptible, but I think you are actually quite humane and value warmth."
In this matter, Su Qing was really protective. Anyone who wanted to hurt Fang Zhicheng and Sui Qi was forcefully blocked by Su Qing.
Su Qing looked off into the distance and said, "That's not how life works. No matter how glamorous it is, when the time comes, it's nothing but a handful of dirt. National affairs can be judged by legal provisions, but family matters must be judged from an emotional perspective. If you need to be tolerant, you have to take a step back and the world will be broader. Don't you think this makes sense?"
Sui Ziqing knew that Su Qing had a strong will. Facing Su Qing's words, he was stunned for a long time. After carefully understanding the implication, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It's better to have a son!"
Sui Ziqing was actually very dissatisfied. What was this? He lost to the Su family in terms of situation, and his daughter was also lost. However, he also understood that although there was no name or status, the Sui and Su families had formed an alliance. As long as the two young people kept their relationship, the relationship would be very stable.
Su Qing was slightly stunned, and said: "When you are free, come to my house and let Zhicheng make you tea. This boy makes very good tea!"
Sui Ziqing said "hmm", and the two smiled at each other, thinking that their grudge was forgotten.
Looking at Su Qing's slowly receding figure, Sui Ziqing shook his head and sighed. He deliberately wanted to block Su Qing today. He had many things to say about the grievances between the Su and Sui families, but when he really saw Su Qing, he kept them all in his heart and felt relieved immediately.
Sui Ziqing walked forward a few steps, and suddenly turned around with a touched heart. He looked back at the foot of the wall facing away from the sun and saw a strange figure. He squinted his eyes and watched for a while. The man walked out from the shadows, took off the round felt hat on his head, revealing a thin, handsome but weathered face.
Sui Ziqing took a deep breath and said calmly, "You're back?"
The man smiled coolly and said, "Now that the grudge has been resolved, I have no reason not to return home."
Sui Ziqing nodded, looked at the obvious scar at the corner of his eye, and whispered: "You have a great reputation abroad. I have had people collect information about you for more than ten years. You have done many great things that make people feel ashamed."
The man waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite. The reason I met you is that I hope you can do me a favor."
Sui Ziqing was surprised and remained silent for a moment before saying, "What's the matter? Please tell me."
The man said, "I want to invite my old friends to dinner, maybe it would be better for you to come forward."
Sui Ziqing paused, knowing who these old friends were, and they had too many stories. At this moment, judging from his attitude, if he took the initiative to invite these people to dinner, the result would not be too bad.
Sui Ziqing smiled in a complicated way and said, "It seems that you really intend to make a clean break with your grudges?"
The man glanced at the gray sky and said, "To be honest, I am a little unwilling. I have been preparing for decades and I am fully confident that I can bring you all down one by one. However, since it is Qing'er who has decided, I respect her choice. After all, she has shouldered too much pressure alone for so many years and has carried the entire Su family."
After saying this, the man put on his hat again, covering half of his face, especially the eerie scar, and slowly walked in the direction of Su Qing. Sui Ziqing looked at his back, sweating in his palms. Sui Ziqing had been in the officialdom for many years and had already developed excellent Qi-cultivation skills, but in front of that man, he still couldn't help but feel fear.
The reason was simple. His eyes were too terrifying. That was the fierce murderous aura that he had cultivated after walking between life and death countless times. The so-called official aura became illusory under such eyes.
Why can officials oppress people? It is because ordinary people have desires in their hearts. They are hindered by the powerful, so they are hesitant, fawning and clinging to others. But that man's eyes were free of desires, indifferent to life and death, and so cold that Sui Ziqing shuddered.
The man followed the path Su Qing had taken and slowly caught up with him.
Sui Ziqing knew that he was not looking for him, but was following Su Qing's footsteps. The reason he appeared in front of him was just to warn him.
As for making a dinner appointment with those old friends, it was also to declare that after years of wandering, he finally broke his oath and came back.
The man turned the corner and looked towards the familiar Su family's old house. Su Qing did not go in, but stood at the door, looking up.
More than 30 years have passed, and Jiangjun Hutong has changed a lot. For example, there was a huge plane tree in the courtyard of Su's house, but it has long been cut down and replaced with a ginkgo tree transplanted from Shanzhou.
However, Su Qing's appearance seemed to have not changed. She still had the same simple and neat short hair, but the style of her bangs had changed, making her face look more refreshing and white. There were some crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, and her facial muscles were a little loose, but it did not affect the impression in people's eyes at all.
Su Qing was still as beautiful as she was in my dream, dignified, elegant, and charming. Time had sculpted her appearance, making her more mature and perfect.
The man stood in the distance and watched for a long time before he finally mustered up the courage to take the second step. Every step he took seemed extremely difficult. When he approached the gate, he seemed to suddenly lose all his strength and fell to his knees with a thud.
Su Qing had been staring at him without blinking, trying to see clearly whether it was a dream or reality, and whether the man she had been thinking about day and night had really returned to her side bathed in the morning glow.
His face had changed a lot. He was no longer handsome. He was just an old man in his fifties with a weathered face. The tattered hat in his hand also looked tacky. It couldn't be him, the prince charming in her mind, handsome, dignified, suave, heroic, unique. It was impossible for him to become an old man just like that.
The moment that man knelt down, Su Qing felt her heart suddenly twitch violently. Her feet moved forward uncontrollably and she gently hugged his neck. She could no longer hold back the tears in the corners of her eyes and they dripped down, wetting his clothes.
Although he had changed a lot, no longer young, no longer handsome, and looked very old, Su Qing felt that after all these years, she still loved him deeply, not because of his appearance, but because of the deep mark left in her heart.
"A man's knees are made of gold. You shouldn't kneel!" Su Qing wanted to help him up, but her strength was too little. He knelt there firmly, as if he had taken root.
"Kneel before the heaven, kneel before the earth, kneel before your parents, and kneel before your benefactor." The man slowly raised his head, looked into Su Qing's moving eyes, a warm smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said in a low voice.
It was rare to see this smile on his face. The sun shone through, the ice and snow melted, and Su Qing was filled with mixed emotions. She felt familiar. Many years ago, he had knelt in front of her and solemnly promised to love only her for the rest of his life.
"Then why are you kneeling to me? I'm nothing!" Su Qing gently stroked the man's cheek and said slowly.
"No, you are my benefactor," he added firmly but softly, "and my lover."
Su Qing did not shed tears. Her beloved man finally came back. She should be happy and cheer. She wanted to tell the whole world that she was not alone. Although God had made her lonely for more than 30 years, she waited for her son first and finally waited for him.
A tragic beginning and a warm ending.
Su Qing suddenly frowned, remembering something, gently raised her hand, and slapped him hard on the face. The man was not surprised, and looked at Su Qing calmly, as if everything was natural.
Then Su Qing raised his hand and slapped the man on the face, saying slowly: "Two slaps, one for big brother, and the other for our father."
The man lowered his eyelids and sighed softly: "Well done, I hope they can forgive me!"
Su Qing wiped his tears with the towel on his shoulders, buried his head in her chest, and whispered to comfort him: "They have already forgiven you, because we are a family."