Trafford’s Trading Club

Elgar, "Honor of Love."

A gentle violin sounds and comes to the solo part of Square Ping. This is the last day of practice, followed by a formal performance of the banquet.

Fang listened to Fang Jihei play quite satisfactorily as usual - he knows better than anyone how hard this son has worked on the violin over the years.

At the end of the song, a gentle applause suddenly sounded. As usual, Fang sighted a man of his own age, with a smile on his face.

Fong Jihei also put down his instrument and walked in front of both of them. He nodded at the other man as usual, looking slightly more cautiously: “Uncle, you're here too. ”

“Take it easy.” The man smiled, "Granny Zhang's birthday banquet also invited your grandfather. But he's still abroad, and I don't think he'll make it back, so let me take his place. I looked at the banquet schedule and knew you were doing it, so I came to check out your rehearsal. ”

As usual, he suddenly said: “Dad, is he still abroad? How's he doing these days? ”

This man's name is Wu Qiubin and he's in the family shipping business. At this time, he heard the usual question and said slightly coldly: “Lately, it's just a little bit of a problem. ”

“Pay more attention to rest.” Fang smiled as usual: “By the way, I met an old TCM doctor a while ago, I think I can introduce him to Dad...”

“Later.” Wu Qiubin answered casually and grabbed Fang Jihei's hand. "Come on, let's talk. I haven't seen you in almost a year. How's it going? ”

Naturally, the orchestra is not just square as usual, but seeing such a scene… the other members naturally say, or even deliberately assume, that they have not seen the same.

Commander Fang came from poor and cold. In his youth, he seemed to fall in love with the Lady of the Wu family. The Wu family was naturally inaccurate. So the young conductor ran off with Miss Qianjin. Less than a few years after I heard about it, Wu's sister died ill, leaving her father and son as usual.

Perhaps because of guilt, the Wu family readmitted Fang as usual... Of course, it is obvious to the bright eye that the admission is probably only the remains of Miss Wu's family.

Later, with the covert support of the Wu family, the party has also been given a number of opportunities, and is now a well-known conductor.

Let's just say it's an example of how expensive a father is.

On the side, Wu Qiubin patted Fang Jiping's palm and softly said: “How have you been lately? ”

Fang Qiping glanced at Fang as usual. At this time, he looked at Wu Qiubin and remained cautious: “Everything is fine. ”

Wu Qiubin suddenly said: "Don't worry about your father, you are the child of our Wu family. I hear you're about to compete abroad, right? ”

“Well, we're getting ready now.” Fang Jiping spoke softly.

“Your grandfather had a hard mouth, but a soft heart.” Wu Qiubin said kindly: “You can try harder at this competition, get a good title, and you can also block some people's mouths. Don't worry, my sister is your only son, I won't let you suffer. ”

Fang Jiping suddenly dared not look at Wu Qiubin directly. He nodded. "I see. ”

Wu Qiubin laughed at this moment and looked into Fang Jiping's eyes. "Your eyes, they look just like your mother's. ”

Fang Jiping couldn't help but smile and think: this is probably why his father was willing to buy him back.

……

……

When I came home at night, the person sitting on the co-pilot suddenly said, “What did your uncle say to you today? ”

Nor did Square Ping look as usual, holding the steering wheel with care, just as he held his life with care. He said softly, "Nothing, just talk to me about home. ”

“Didn't you mention me?” Fang looked out the window as usual, but it smelled like questioning.

“No.” Fang Jiping shook his head.

When the two of them were silent for quite a while and were about to return to the high-end neighborhood, they looked at the lights in front of the windshield and said softly: “Look at this place. These are the things that successful people should have. ”

He looked at Fang Jiping and said, "These things are not easy to come by. You should cherish them. ”

Fang Ji nodded and did not continue to say the words… The lights in the front neighborhood were far from the beauty of the city, but it was something more people wanted.

The slow-moving sedan suddenly stopped as it was about to return to its duplex villa.

Fang as usual stunned: “What's wrong? ”

Fang Jiping was also puzzled: “I don't know, suddenly there was a mute fire, I got out of the car and took a look. ”

Fang Jihei quickly got out of the car, opened the cover of the car, and suddenly a burst of smoke broke out. The season, choked by smoke, coughed twice in agony.

He dialed the smoke in front of him with his hands and twisted his head to breathe fresh air, but at this point he saw a figure not far away.

Fang Qiping glanced at the back of the shadow and rushed away, trying to make a sound... but he couldn't cry out at once.

As usual, Fang came out of the window probe and looked at Fang Jiping. "What do you see? ”

“No… nothing, it should just be the workers in the community.” Fang Qi squeaked and hurried: “Strange, this car only bought it last month, it actually broke down so quickly, now the quality of things is really a bit wrong. ”

“Really...” Fang opened the door as usual and walked out, “There are few steps left. Put the cars here, make a phone call to the pipes, and let them handle it. ”

……

The security guard hasn't arrived yet, before the anchored sedan greets a man.

Lochu reached out and patted gently on the headlights of the car, muttering: "Sorry, you put a poor quality pot on your back. ”

However, it is a Nissan car… you can carry as many pots as you want.

Lochu looked at the house, which had lit a light not far away, and the shadow of a silent gaze in the shadow of the tree outside the house, and said to himself: “Let's get there today. ”

He slowly retreated and gradually disappeared into the shadows.

When Lochu returned to the club, he looked at the time and it was long past dinner time. Quiet gaze like a statue maid stood up spiritually at this moment.

“Master, do you need a meal? ”

"Dinner's ready," said Rochu. ”

“Just heat it up.” Lady Maid is somewhat unfortunate: “I picked some wild fern vegetables outside today, which I don't think I'll be able to eat by now. ”

It's fake to say that you can't eat nature, but Yue Night is very demanding to feed the owner, and it's not fresh at all.

Rochu looked at the time and laughed. “It's okay, you pack it. I'll go home and make myself a hot meal. Since it was picked up by hand outside, it was wasted. ”

……

……

“Have you eaten? ”

“Not yet… hungry, planning to buy something outside. ”

Downstairs, Rochu called Ren Ziling - because he didn't see his house lit up downstairs.

“No, I got something to eat. Come back. ”

“I love you so much! Baby!” There's a roaring voice coming from the first editor-in-chief, “for now! Ren Ziling is rushing towards a warm home at a speed of one hundred and thirty per hour! Hey hey... don't hang up!! Shit!!"

Silently pity Uncle Ma, how many speeding tickets he's going to handle for this woman this month. Mr. Lo smiled casually and put away the phone.

At this point, by the street downstairs, a woman was suddenly seen sitting on a travel trailer.

Foreign women… in their early thirties?

Lo Qiu couldn't see each other clearly at once, except that the foreign woman was taking off her shoes and rubbing her heel.

The foreign woman suddenly raised her head, seemingly because she saw someone walking by, and she used a less skilled mantra: “This gentleman, I just moved here today, accidentally sprained, can you help me up? ”

Lochu looked at the building the foreign woman was pointing at... well, it was the same building.

“… what floor? ”

“Twelfth floor. ”

Um... upstairs on my own.