In the cottage less than 30 square meters, it was messy at this time, everything was rummaged over and over, and the ground was filled with smashed pieces of porcelain bowls. The whole room could be said to be without even a clean place to settle down.

The room was silent at this time, and only Qi Xiangyang endured the pain on his body, lowered his head, and packed up the things on the ground. The first thing he did was to carefully pick up all the books on the ground one by one, and then build them together.

Zhang Kun glanced at it and found that most of them were similar to "Chinese Ceramics", "Ming and Qing Porcelain Identification", "Chinese Ancient Jade Illustrated", "Gold and Stone Screw", etc., and they all looked like some books to learn antique identification.

Looking at the appearance that was like a storm swept through, Qi Pengfei sighed lightly, then looked up at Zhang Kun: "Mr. Zhang, look at the current appearance of the family, there is not even a place to sit. Why don't we go out for a walk?"

Zhang Kun glanced around, thought for a while, then shook his head: "It's okay, I'll just stand, and when I go out at this time, if those people just came back, I'm afraid Brother Qi will not be able to deal with it alone."

Zhang Kun’s reason was a bit far-fetched, but Qi Pengfei nodded and said nothing: “Since Mr. Zhang doesn’t care, then just do whatever you want. By the way, what’s wrong with Mr. Zhang coming this time?”

Zhang Kun took out the book that had been stuck under his ribs: "I picked up this book yesterday and felt it looked familiar. Later, I remembered that it looked a bit like a book I read by Brother Qi, so I asked, I wonder if it was lost by Brother Qi."

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, Qi Xiangyang, who lowered his head to pack up his things, suddenly looked up and glanced at the book in Zhang Kun's hand. Then he opened his eyes suddenly and walked quickly to Zhang Kun, snatched the book in Zhang Kun's hand, and then carefully wiped the pages with his hands. After a while, Qi Xiangyang looked at Zhang Kun with a little hesitation, but in the end he still whispered thanks.

After saying that, Qi Xiangyang took the book that Zhang Kun returned, put it together with the other books, and then lowered his head and packed it up again.

Zhang Kun pursed his lips, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, he said to Qi Pengfei: "Then there is another second thing, which is to find a way to persuade you to see if there is a way to get you to accept that money."

Qi Pengfei chuckled a little on his face: "Mr. Zhang, you know that it is absolutely impossible. What I have made up my mind will not change easily. What's more, this matter also involves my second and youngest son. I have to be worthy of my conscience."

Zhang Kun nodded: "But you also said that it will not change easily, that is, at least it can still be changed, it is just the difficulty."

When Qi Pengfei heard Zhang Kun replying to him with his own words, he was stunned and then chuckled: "That's right, but you should also know that the older this person becomes, the more stubborn he becomes."

Zhang Kun smiled and stopped answering, but turned around and glanced at the entire room: "Are you planning to live in such a small house for the rest of your life?"

Qi Pengfei smiled and said, "Although it's a little bit simple, it's all right. I'm so old, even if the house I live in is big, what's the use? Besides, my legs and feet are not convenient. If the room is big, it's troublesome to clean it."

"What about Brother Qi? Brother Qi seems to be not young last year, he is twenty years old. In a few years, he should have a wife to go through. Could you let him get married in this room?"

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, Qi Pengfei's face condensed, and then slowly fell silent.

But Zhang Kun did not stop and continued, "Okay, get married in this house. Even if the woman has no objection, how will the woman's parents think of her elder brother? Will she be treated coldly at her parents-in-law's house after marriage? Or...."

Zhang Kun was still talking nonstop, and a angrily shout suddenly came from beside him.

"Enough, you don't have to worry about my family's affairs." Qi Xiangyang glared at Zhang Kun.

Zhang Kun looked at Qi Xiangyang and did not speak, but continued to stare at Qi Pengfei. He saw Qi Pengfei silent and did not speak.

Zhang Kun thought for a while and continued, "Mr. Qi, even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about Brother Qi. Do you want Brother Qi to set up a street stall in Panjiayuan for the rest of your life?"

Qi Xiangyang's eyes were congested and he glared at Zhang Kun: "I said... enough!"

Qi Xiangyang vomited out word by word, his eyes were red, he looked at Zhang Kun with a fierce look, and even his whole body trembled slightly, as if he was already extremely angry, as if he was fighting with a big disagreement.

Qi Pengfei was still silent, but Zhang Kun turned his head and looked at Qi Xiangyang coldly: "And you, do you just want your grandfather to live in this small room all your life? Don't you want your grandfather to have a comfortable old age?"

Qi Xiangyang stared at Zhang Kun and said word by word: "I will work hard to make money, I will let my grandfather live in a big house, I will definitely be able to do it."

Zhang Kun raised a sneer on his lips: "Yes, I believe you can do it, and it will definitely be possible. But how long will it take? How long will it take for your grandfather to live in a big house and enjoy his old age comfortably and don't have to worry about anything else. Ten years or twenty years?"

"To put it bluntly, Mr. Qi is in good health now, but are you sure that the old man will wait until you get rich and then enjoy your filial piety?"

"I understand that young people love face, but don't make yourself regret it for your life."

Every word from Zhang Kun stabbed Qi Xiangyang into his heart like a sharp sword. Qi Xiangyang's face turned red, his teeth were clenched, and he glared at Zhang Kun.

At this moment, Qi Pengfei, who had been silent, spoke, stretched out his hand and raised it to stop Qi Xiangyang who was furious, and then sighed and looked at Zhang Kun: "Mr. Zhang is so eloquent, and every word he said hits the weakness in my heart. Indeed, as long as I take that money, I don't have to worry about these anymore."

"But, I still can't ask for the money."

Qi Pengfei turned his head and looked at Qi Xiangyang next to him with a little apology: "As the saying goes, children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Who knows what will they look like in the future? But I believe that Xiangyang is capable and will definitely be able to lie down on his own in the future."

"If there is no way, I can only blame Xiangyang for his bad life. I feel guilty if I follow me, a useless grandfather, and I can't help him too much."

"But who made him my grandson? I can only feel guilty after following such a stubborn grandfather. After all, I can't be sorry for my second child or my youngest child."

"Mr. Zhang, you don't have to work hard on this matter. I will never change my mind." Qi Pengfei looked at Zhang Kun with a calm expression.

Zhang Kun's mouth moved and wanted to say something, but in the end he found that he didn't know how to speak.

Today's words are the final means he can think of. In life, there is a bond that cannot be escaped, that is family affection. He wanted to use the family affection between Qi Pengfei and Qi Xiangyang to make a breakthrough, but Zhang Kun did not expect that he could still not let Qi Pengfei change his words.

Do you really have to give up like that?
Chapter completed!