My girlfriend is from the future!

Chapter 327 Love rises from east to west and falls from west ([-])

An open class on archeology actually benefited He Tianran a lot.

After class, Cao Fengyao was surrounded by archeology students to answer questions, while He Tianran and Cao Aiqing waited patiently in their original seats.

During the waiting period, He Tianran asked curiously, "Ai Qing, why didn't you learn archeology from your father? Or history, literature, etc., I think it's quite suitable for you."

"Your father is also a businessman, so why did you learn to be a director instead of..."

Cao Aiqing propped her delicate chin with one hand, and just wanted to subconsciously refute, but she realized it halfway through the words. Now He Tianran is already a student of the Finance Department.

She put her hand down, knowing that the man beside her was actually looking for something to say just now, she said seriously:
"He Tianran, what do you think of my dad's class?"

"Very good. A student from a foreign department like me can enjoy listening to this kind of boring history, and in terms of conversational skills, Uncle Cao is a very typical intellectual. For this kind of gentle I have a good impression of a humble elder, not to mention uncle's appearance, he must have been very charming when he was young, right?"

He Tianran was joking in a serious manner, and he didn't mean to flatter Cao's father on purpose, because after this class, his impression of Cao Fengyao was just like that.

The girl looked at her father on the podium, and asked softly, "Compared to you?"

"Uh, what does that mean?"

"Because during this period of time, you have a certain calm state when you are working in the library, which reminds me of my father."

Hearing this answer, He Tianran laughed and said: "It's definitely not comparable. What level is uncle and what level am I? Maybe it's because I'm a little bit younger at ordinary times, which gives you the illusion of deja vu, because when it comes to connotation and demeanor, I don't know much about it. Dao Xing is undoubtedly a typical example of painting a tiger but not being an anti-dog."

Cao Aiqing didn't pay too much attention to the man's self-deprecating remarks. The girl just said slowly:
"My dad was a good teacher, a good husband, a good father, but no one is perfect, is he?"

He Tianran heard that there was something in her words, and carefully asked: "Ai Qing, you..."

Only then did Cao Aiqing turn her head to look at him, and said in a deep voice, "He Tianran, I think my dad is gray..."

"..."

The man was dumbfounded for a moment.

He looked at Cao Fengyao who was talking kindly to his classmates on the podium. He knew how much Cao Aiqing loved his family. The girl had said more than once that her family was a role model in her life.

"Uncle Cao, in the future...do you feel sorry for you?"

Cao Aiqing shook her head: "No, my father has always cherished me, as I said, he is a good father."

"Then why did you..."

Cao Aiqing hesitated for a while, then lowered her head and said:

"I've always listened to my father, but maybe it's like this. My father made me decide to accept Guo Huai's confession after he said a few good things to Guo Huai... I know I can't blame him for this, He is doing it for my own good, and Guo Huai is indeed a good person, but..."

The girl sighed faintly, "It's just... maybe I'm still a little depressed."

He Tianran was stunned.

There is no right or wrong in this kind of thing, if it is not through time travel, who can tell what will happen in the future?

"You asked me to come here today. It shouldn't be as simple as uncle asking me to see me? If that's the case, you can just prevaricate and say that I can't come because of something."

He Tianran quickly understood another purpose of coming here.

Cao Aiqing stated a fact: "In this timeline, you have obviously replaced Guo Huai's position in my dad's heart."

"Understood, what do you want me to do now? Let Uncle Cao hate me and not give him a chance to match us up? Or should I just clarify my position and tell him that we are just friends and have no other ambiguous intentions?"

Cao Aiqing frowned: "Is there any difference?"

The man said solemnly: "Of course, the former is equivalent to taking strong medicine, and you have completely stopped thinking about it. Uncle probably won't bother you with good things for me; if the latter is to simmer slowly, after all, we still have more to say." There are other matters to be resolved, and I will let my uncle know when we meet in the future, at least it will not feel awkward, anyway, the advantages of both are the disadvantages of each other."

Cao Aiqing thought for a while, then murmured:
"You decide for yourself, I just want my father to restore color in my eyes..."

He Tianran paused, then nodded, and solemnly said:
"I will, don't worry."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Fengyao's hearty voice came over.

"Naturally, why do you reassure Qingqing?"

A pair of young people who were still sitting there stood up immediately.

"dad……"

"uncle!"

Unlike He Tianran's calmness, Cao Aiqing's expression became a little shy when he was suddenly called a nickname by an elder, and he answered in a louder voice, as if he was complaining about being such a big person, so don't call him that in front of outsiders own up.

He Tianran thought to himself, Cao Aiqing was at home, his father usually called her Qingqing, and her mother would call her Xiaoai.

Qingqing Zijin, young Mu Ai.

From the "Book of Songs" and the love letter, each found out the deeds of naming them with one character. After the girl told him, He Tianran always remembered it.

Cao Fengyao smiled, touched his daughter's head, ignored her willfulness, and asked He Tianran after withdrawing his hand:
"How is it, naturally, can you understand? Isn't it boring?"

"Not boring uncle, history is a thing from primary school to university, it is impossible to understand it, now from the perspective of archaeology, it is another kind of experience, very interesting."

Before answering this sentence, He Tianran already had the decision of the two choices in his heart. If he doesn't understand the answer now, Uncle Cao, your class is too boring. Pretending to be superficial and low in EQ can certainly weaken Cao Fengyao's favor for him, but Anyway, I am also a high-achieving student of the University of Hong Kong with a score of more than 600 in the college entrance examination. If IQ suddenly goes offline, it would be too fake.

Let's be natural and take it step by step, even if it's annoying, it's not something that can be done overnight.

Cao Fengyao nodded, "You two come with me, let's find a place to have some tea, and I'll ask you two casually."

……

……

Cao Fengyao said lightly that the place to drink tea was in the office of the dean of the Institute of Archeology and Museum.

"Oh, Professor Cao, class is over?"

When a few people pushed the door and entered, an old man who looked about ten or twenty years older than Cao Fengyao was packing his things. When he saw Cao Fengyao leading two children in, he glanced at him and asked with a smile.

"It's over, let's borrow your old place to tell the children something and drink some tea."

Cao Fengyao put down the courseware casually, walked to the wooden tea table in the office, took off his tunic coat, hung it on the back of the chair, and continued: "By the way, Mr. Qian, there is a lecture on Song porcelain in the museum recently. You remember to come."

"Understood, you remind me every day, can I not remember? I'm going to a meeting, don't rush to leave after you finish talking, remember to eat at night, it can be regarded as catching you once."

"Okay, okay, I will remember if you remember."

Cao Fengyao made a joke, sat down and began to boil water, and the dean of Wenbo, known as Mr. Qian, walked up to Cao Aiqing, jokingly, and said kindly:

"Little Qingqing, remember to leave your dad behind after we finish talking. Although your mother's cooking is delicious, you can't forget the meal with us old people."

Cao Aiqing replied sweetly: "Understood, Grandpa Qian."

The old dean looked at the girl and He Tianran with a smile again, and then shouted at Cao Fengyao:
"Xiao Cao, you have to talk about young people's affairs carefully, don't meddle in it."

Cao Fengyao said helplessly: "Yes, you go to your work first, okay?"

Only then did the old dean walk out of the office with a smile.

"Come and sit." Cao Fengyao greeted the two of them.

The young couple then sat opposite the middle-aged man.

After Cao Fengyao took off his coat, he wore a white shirt without pleats. He first folded up the sleeves meticulously, exposing two arms, then took out three sets of equipment, put them on the tea table one by one, and finally bowed He turned around and found the tea leaves under the table, and poured them into the tea lotus.

While making tea, he raised his eyes, looked at his silent daughter, and asked, "Why do you suddenly become introverted at school?"

It seems that every elder has the same evil taste of poking people's sensitive places when teasing the younger ones...

"Oh... Dad..."

Cao Aiqing turned her head away, since she awakened her future memory, she has always looked like a black swan to He Tianran, and He Tianran has rarely seen her so shy.

Cao Fengyao stopped teasing, but changed the subject and asked He Tianran: "Natural, I heard that you became a student administrator in the library recently?"

"Ah... yes, Uncle Cao."

Cao Fengyao suddenly said with emotion: "That's right, I used to be a student administrator of the University of Hong Kong Library. I remember that when students borrowed and returned books, they used handwritten library cards. Although it was cumbersome, everyone's reading The preference is immediately clear, Ai Qing's mother liked to watch some..."

"dad!"

Cao Aiqing yelled, her cheeks turned red, and interrupted her father's speech.

Cao Fengyao smiled indulgently, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this, naturally, how did you ask you during the interview? Tell me..."

He Tianran is still reminiscing about the amount of information in the conversation just now...

Wasn't it a coincidence that I worked as an administrator in the library.

However, he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He recalled the interview scene in his mind and said, "I just asked why I came to work in the library, and I replied..."

After the young man explained his interview experience in detail, the water just boiled.

Pour boiling water into the gaiwan, shake it and wash it once, set the tea to brew and pour out the first tea, and then pour the second tea into the justice cup to prepare the tea soup.

Although these are just the usual steps of making tea, and they don't look as pleasing to the eye as those tea art masters do, but after this whole set of procedures, the kind of peace and nature revealed is really just like Cao Fengyao, which makes people feel heartbroken Inexplicably comfortable.

"Do you usually drink tea naturally?"

"My dad likes to drink tea, I guess it's not good among young people, so I drink less."

He Tianran clenched his five fingers together into a fist, and tapped the table three times lightly with the fist down, just as Cao Fengyao poured him tea.

"That's right, try this."

Cao Fengyao moved his hand to pour tea for his daughter. He Tianran picked up the cup and saw that the tea soup was red, with a mellow smell and a hint of sweetness. Say two words:
"black tea?"

"Hahaha... It's not bad to know that it's black tea." Cao Fengyao closed his cup and smiled.

Here, Cao Aiqing also took a sip and smacked her mouth, "It's Jin Junmei again? But the taste is a bit different from home."

"Of course, this is the tea I gave you as a gift to Grandpa Qian. The quality is [-] pounds."

"Then you drink three thousand catties at home by yourself."

"Silly girl, of course you have to keep it to yourself. How much does your dad get a month? You don't know how much? And this old man likes to be arty. In fact, he doesn't know how to drink tea. It's good if he didn't give him six hundred." Yes, pick these."

Cao Fengyao took a sip of tea happily.

Well, it seems that Cao Aiqing's "thrifty" character is purely hereditary.

After the tea soup is served, let’s get down to business.

After joking with his daughter, Cao Fengyao asked seemingly casually: "Naturally, the recent rumors have not affected your study and library work, have they?"

He Tianran glanced at Cao Aiqing, listening to the meaning in the words, Cao Fengyao knew what happened to Cao Aiqing now.

He shook his head: "Uncle, what did you say, of course not."

Cao Fengyao said earnestly: "I am outside, and it is quite troublesome to go to your school's forum, but there have been some rumors recently, as if they are saying that Qingqing is deliberately hanging you with emotion, don't take it to heart, she is not like this Plant children."

He Tianran assured: "Uncle, you can rest assured, I know Ai Qing's character very well, and I won't think about it."

The middle-aged man looked at the child's sincere expression, nodded in satisfaction, and then asked another embarrassing question:
"Well, when Ai Qing was bullied back then, naturally you stood up for justice, and uncle knew that you were a good boy who knew good and evil and had a sense of justice. But you and Ai Qing got acquainted because of this, and we have known each other for several years from high school to university. We often study and play together, outsiders will see that some things are unavoidable, tell uncle honestly, what is your relationship with Ai Qing now?"

It is not unreasonable for Cao Fengyao to say that there is no wind and no waves. Among the friends of the opposite sex that his daughter knows, only He Tianran is the most eye-catching one. Everyone can guess the plot, and the relationship between the two children will definitely develop naturally in the future.

Therefore, Cao Fengyao thinks simply, if the two children are really like-minded, and the concubine loves him, he will add to the flames. Anyway, his daughter is 20 years old, and He Tianran is also good, with a good family background. They look like two people You're right, the important thing is that this kid is unassuming and restrained, and he doesn't have the bad habits of other rich second generations.

Cao Fengyao thinks that he is quite accurate in judging people, and it is better to match up openly than a girl who secretly fell in love and broke up after several years. He may come without knowing anything. The rumors are naturally self-defeating.

A young man and a woman on the opposite side were silent at the same time. Cao Fengyao thought they were just thin-skinned and did not urge them. He just smiled and picked up the justice cup again and refilled them with tea.

"Uncle, Ai Qing and I..."

"Dad, it's impossible for He Tianran and I to be boyfriend and girlfriend."

Before He Ranran could say the words "I'm a friend", Cao Aiqing who was beside him turned towards his father with a resolute expression, and resolutely said such a sentence.

(End of this chapter)