President spoils me again today

In the evening, sun Xiaofei invited Cen Qinghe to dinner. Knowing that she came to Jiangcheng to do business, sun Xiaofei didn't take her around. After dinner, she sent her back to the hotel.

At the gate of the hotel, cen Qinghe said goodbye to sun Xiaofei. When he turned and walked in, he heard someone call her, "Qinghe."

CEN Qinghe hears the sound and looks up to see Cheng Jiahe standing in the lobby of the hotel. Cen Qinghe didn't expect that he would appear here. He was stunned and said slowly: "hey? Why are you here? "

It's not that she doesn't want to call, she really doesn't know what to shout.

When the other party calls her Qinghe, she can't call Mr. Cheng again. But she can't call him Jiahe. It seems impolite to call him chengjiahe, so after thinking about it, cen Qinghe simply saves money.

Cheng Jiahe came to her and said in a voice, "when you came to Jiangcheng, I didn't come to pick you up or invite you to dinner. I'm sorry. I want to come and see you."

CEN Qinghe smiles, "do I seem to care about these people?" After that, she took back her smile, only care on her face, "the old man left suddenly, your family must be very busy, I just want to give the old man a ride, if it gives you trouble, that's my regret."

Cheng Jiahe's lonely and tired on his pretty face. He asked softly, "are you tired now? Would you like to go upstairs and have a rest? "

Now Cen Qinghe has more contacts with people, and she can hear the implication of the words in one ear. She said, "I'm not tired. I've slept on the plane."

Sure enough, Cheng Jiahe's next sentence was, "let me treat you to tea?"

CEN Qinghe nodded, "OK."

When they went out again, Cheng Jiahe's car stopped at the door of the hotel. After getting on the bus, Cheng Jiahe took the initiative to say: "in fact, my grandfather's illness is not a day or two. Just after the new year, he went to the hospital once. At that time, the doctor said that he was not very well. Our family kept a secret from him and said that nothing was wrong, which relieved him. When my grandfather was in his sixties, he went to southern Yunnan. Someone told him that he would not live to be 80 years old. He has always been worried about it. Especially in the past two years, every birthday, I can feel that he is still frightened. "

"I didn't believe that, but who would have thought that my grandfather didn't live up to his 80th birthday."

Cheng Jia and his words are full of helplessness and sadness. Men are no better than women. They can't shed tears without fear. They are sad in their hearts, so they can only hide in their hearts.

CEN Qinghe thought that when he called him yesterday, he was so excited that he choked and said: Qinghe, my grandfather has gone.

CEN Qinghe has never met Cheng Daohan himself, but after seeing his interviews and photos, he is a very kind old man with a smile on his face. Anyone who looks at him will think of his grandfather.

As his mouth began to sour, cen Qinghe said in a voice: "you've been running all over the world all the year round. You may not believe in divination, which is superstitious. In fact, I also advise you not to believe it. But the common saying on my lips is" human destiny is predestined. ". A lot of things can't be explained by science alone, especially people over there prefer to do divination. Sometimes, when I hear that people from other provinces are accurate in divination, they all fly to other provinces to do it. While I'm bored, I also ask about the results of other people's calculations. "

CEN Qinghe's lips sparked a self mocking smile, but he had nothing to do.

Cheng Jiahe asked, "do you believe in fate?"

CEN Qinghe said: "how to say, sometimes believe it, sometimes don't believe it, what's the matter."

Cheng Jiahe said, "for example?"

CEN Qinghe replied: "if anyone tells me that I'm not destined to do anything in my life, I don't believe it, and I will do it, unless he says that I can't be an emperor, I believe it. But we don't have an old saying. Two days ago, a friend of mine still said that there must be something in life, and don't ask for it all the time. Maybe this is a matter of fate. Fate means there must be something, but no fate means don't ask for it. It depends on what you think. "

Cheng Jiahe said: "maybe my grandfather is too trusting. I always think that if he doesn't care so much, he will have a better life in recent years, and maybe he won't go so suddenly."

CEN Qinghe said: "sometimes things fall on us, and we bystanders can't understand the feelings of the parties. Let's just say that 2012 was the end of the world. A cautious person like me didn't have a good year in 2012. I don't leave anling for fear that I can't die with my family."

Cheng Jiahe raised the corner of his lips and said with a smile, "girls are a little bit timid."

CEN Qinghe said: "don't bear to scold me for being stupid. In retrospect, I was really stupid. But I was not the only one who had this idea at that time. It can be seen that the hint would have multiple psychological burdens on a person. Your grandfather must have been under great pressure for so many years. I can imagine that."

Cheng Jiahe said: "I really want to get to know you earlier, so that I can take you to talk to my grandfather. You told him the story of 2012, maybe he is not so afraid."

CEN Qinghe found that they had talked a lot about "possibility" and "possibility" for a while. Suddenly, she was confused and lost, so she said, "when we talk about possibility and possibility, it's often regret that has happened. We are trying to find a way to recover, but the premise is that we have to accept reality."

Looking at Cheng Jiahe, cen Qinghe said sincerely, "don't be too sad. You'll be Master Cheng. You don't have to be afraid any more. Heaven is as good as heaven. You haven't been sick yet."

Cheng Jiahe gave a very light "um," Qinghe, thank you

CEN Qinghe said with a smile: "fortunately, what you asked is the history of superstition psychology, which is just within my scope. If you let me enlighten you on the trend of stock market and financial market, then I'm finished."

Cheng Jiahe said: "in the past ten days, my spirit has been tense. I see a lot of people and listen to a lot of people every day. To tell you the truth, I'm really annoyed. But what you said today makes me feel very quiet. I can even calmly accept my grandfather's leaving."

CEN Qinghe said: "you can think so, even if I didn't give you any trouble this time."

Cheng Jiahe said, "I'm glad you can come."

CEN Qinghe thought of what Shang Shaocheng had said to her before she left. She came to mourn for the dead. Of course, there is no lack of friendship with Cheng Jiahe, but there is no private relationship in this friendship. Cheng Jiahe must not misunderstand it.

Thinking about it, she said, "Mr. Cheng is an elder and master I admire very much. I didn't have the chance to meet him before. It's also a blessing to be a junior if I can see him off at the end of the journey."

Cheng Jiahe said, "I told my grandfather about you."

CEN Qinghe asked unexpectedly, "is that right?"

Cheng Jiahe nodded: "I said I went to Chengdu on a business trip. I just got off the plane and met the man who ran into China. Fortunately, you are here."

CEN Qinghe said with a smile, "I didn't expect that I would show my face in Master Cheng. It's worth it."

He took her to a tea house and ordered a pot of Longjing. The conversation between them was all about Cheng Daohan. He told her many stories about Cheng Daohan. In private, the original generation of masters were no different from ordinary old people, even more lovely.

CEN Qinghe also talked about her childhood experience, including her calligraphy and painting, which her grandfather taught.

To some extent, cen Qinghe and Cheng Jiahe also have topics to talk about, and they are not boring.

After half a pot of tea, cen Qinghe's cell phone rings. She sees that it's Shang Shaocheng. After connecting, she whispers "hello.".

Shang Shaocheng asked, "what about it?"

CEN Qinghe said, "drink tea outside."

She is not such an elegant person. Shang Shaocheng asked, "with Cheng Jiahe?"

CEN Qinghe gave a "hum.".

Shang Shaocheng said, "it's more than ten o'clock now. I drink too much tea and can't sleep at night."

CEN Qinghe listened to his sour words, with a smile and a voice back: "I know, I'll call you back."

After two words of conversation, they hung up. Cheng Jiahe looked up at Cen Qinghe and said, "it's not too early. Shall I take you back?"

CEN Qinghe said with a smile: "you don't have to send me. I'll take a taxi to go back. You can go home earlier. You'll be busy tomorrow."

Cheng Jiahe said, "it's OK, along the way."

CEN Qinghe can't say anything else. He follows Cheng Jiahe to leave the tea house and return to the hotel.

He was always polite and drove to the door of the hotel and got off to take her inside.

"Qinghe, I'll send someone to pick you up tomorrow and go directly to the cemetery."

"Well, I'll be downstairs at half past six tomorrow morning."

"Well, rest early in the evening. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Farewell to Cheng Jiahe, cen Qinghe turns and goes upstairs. When he gets out of the elevator, he calls shangshaocheng. Shangshaocheng picks up very quickly. At first sight, he is waiting.

"I'm back." CEN Qinghe swiped his card into the room.

Shang Shaocheng said, "it's quite fast. When I finish the call, you say you want to leave?"

CEN Qinghe said, "well, Cheng Jiahe has a lot of insight, right? I didn't say anything, so he just took me back to the hotel. "

Shang Shaocheng challenged: "like his understanding?"

CEN Qinghe laughed helplessly, and had to coax: "I have no sense of understanding, I like you this kind of unreasonable."

Shang Shaocheng said, "remember, there is no free lunch in the world, and there is no good for no reason. If you think someone is not normal to you one day, he definitely has a plan."

CEN Qinghe said with a smile, "I just think you are not very normal to me."

Shang Shaocheng replied without any disguise: "I have a plan for you, and I have a plan."

CEN Qinghe said, "cut."

Shang Shaocheng said, "come back after the funeral."

"Yes, I'm on a round trip ticket."

As he spoke, cen Qinghe went to the balcony. The hotel had been ordered by Cheng Jiahe. As soon as the curtains were opened, the backyard was full of pavilions and trees with the flavor of river city. It was a pleasant sight.

CEN Qinghe couldn't help acting coquetry with shangshaocheng, "when are you going to take me to Provence? The day lily I've been waiting for is cold. "