secretary in gold

Chapter 17 Beasts!

Under the eaves, on the steps, stood two tall men.

That gloomy looking guy with a dead face is Song Ruizhi, Song Qingxin's elder brother.Song Qingxin didn't like him, she felt that he was putting on airs all day long and didn't know what he was thinking, so she just snorted coldly when they met.

Of course, Song Ruizhi also doesn't like his younger sister, who barks her teeth and claws all day long, with two faces in front of others and behind her, she doesn't look like a girl at all.

Seeing Song Qingxin coming over, she just nodded lightly.

Another man who was wearing blue jeans and a white tight-fitting t-shirt who wanted to expose his tendons was Shan Feng, the son of Shan Lan and Zhang Lu.

Shanfeng was obviously a little surprised when he saw Song Qingxin. Although he had a deep memory of the little girl who liked to wear a white princess dress and beat people like a doll and then ran to complain to her parents, but now standing in front of her Is that flamboyant woman really his childhood playmate?
What did she eat growing up?

What did you grow up eating?

Song Qingxin is no stranger to Shanfeng, the two families were very close when they were young, and they often visited each other's house.Song Qingxin and Shanfeng are about the same age, so they often play together.

Later, the Junya Group grew stronger, and the relationship between Song Guowei and Shan Lan was not as close as before. The two families had less contacts, and Song Qingxin and Shan Feng had fewer opportunities to meet.

Later, Song Qingxin went to study in Australia, while Shan Feng went to the United States, so the two hadn't seen each other for more than ten years.

From child to teenager to adulthood.
Song Qing couldn't help sighing in her heart:
Time is like a pig-killing knife, and the knife makes people beautiful!

"Talk? What are you doing in a daze?" Zhang Lu pretended to be angry and patted his son's arm, but he was very satisfied with his son's reaction in his heart.

What I am most afraid of is falling into the water without intention. Judging from his son's reaction, Song Qingxin's appearance still gave him a great visual impact.

Which man doesn't like a good-looking woman?

As long as the son likes it, they will go all out to support him in pursuing it.

The fierce girl is afraid of being entangled by wolves, as long as her son puts all his energy into working hard, and with the elders of both sides beating and drumming, it is hard to believe that this bright and charming little girl will not be able to be taken down.

Zhang Lu herself is [-]% satisfied with Song Qingxin, and has long recognized that this is her daughter-in-law.

Shan Feng blushed slightly, stretched out his hand to Song Qingxin, introduced himself and said, "Hi Song Qingxin, I'm Shanfeng. Nice to meet you."

Snapped!
This time, it was Shan Lan who took a picture of his son's head. Shan Lan pointed at Shan Feng and cursed loudly, saying angrily, "You bastard, who are you shaking hands with? My sister is my family. You are here to discuss business. ? Nice to meet you. How happy are you? How can I not see your happiness?"

"Didn't you say that when you were in the United States, what do young people do when they meet each other? Yes, hugs, cheeks. You haven't seen each other for so many years, shouldn't you have a big hug?"

"Strict, more rigid than us old guys. I don't know what you have learned in foreign countries for so many years. Didn't you learn anything?"

Shan Feng was scolded bloody by his father, and he opened his arms to hug Song Qingxin.

Song Qingxin avoided it with a smile, and said, "Don't listen to your father, we Chinese people don't like this. Hello Shanfeng, long time no see."

"Hey" Shan Lan took a deep breath, and said to Song Guowei beside him: "Old Song, look at these young people. They are young, and they are all living like we are at this age. They are depressed, not at all. Lively. Think about when we were young... Seeing a beautiful girl, trying to ask for a phone number..."

"That's you. I wasn't like this when I was young." Song Guowei squeezed out a rare smile and said, "Let the children handle their own affairs. They are not children anymore, and we have to introduce them to them hand in hand. Said you want to have fun?"

"Don't scare people to kiss you." Zhang Lu also complained to her husband, saying: "The two children have not seen each other for so long, it is inevitable that they are a little strange. The first time is born and the second time is acquaintance, won't they get acquainted after seeing each other a few more times?"

Turning around to comfort Song Qingxin, she said: "Your kiss is right, we Chinese people don't like to hug and hug when we meet. How can we hug and hug as soon as we meet? Are you ashamed?"

"That's right. I can't stand that. Isn't it good for us Chinese to shake hands politely? It looks very civilized. A state of etiquette must look like a state of etiquette. Bring back the bad bugs." Wei Qingru also echoed.

Shan Feng was so frightened that he quickly stretched his outstretched arms back.

He also felt wronged, you said I provoked someone...

"Old Song, take a look, take a look. I'm about to be besieged and you won't help me?" Shan Lan asked Song Guowei for help.

"At our age, don't you understand that silence is golden?"

"No wonder Lao Song is the big boss. I can only be the second boss, because I am the second boss." Shan Lan laughed loudly and said: "Lao Song is right, the world is big, and the wife is the biggest. Our two families have been together for a long time. We haven't got together, so we should have a good drink tonight."

"You can only be the second child when you drink."

"I'll give you other things, but I'm not going to give in to this one. Let's talk about it first, you can't let Ruizhi help you when we fight each other, and our kid is not allowed to help me."

"No one is allowed to help, just the two of us."

Zhang Lu kept holding Song Qingxin's hand, and said to Wei Qingru: "I wanted to have a daughter back then, but it's a pity that I didn't want to go online and feel kind when I saw kisses. It's even better. Qingru, I want to have a good chat with my dear tonight. My daughter is yours, and it's mine too. You can't rob me."

"Okay, you guys have a good chat, I've had enough. You want a daughter, but I want to send her out. Look at the white hair on my head, it's all because of her."

"My daughter is your parents' little padded jacket, how caring, how could it turn your hair white?"

"The two children in our family have exactly opposite temperaments. It would be nice if they could be exchanged. Son, be obedient in everything, say what you say and do, so that you can't find any faults. This girl has too many ghosts, let her do it. What, she is sloppy with you all day long. She circles around you and forgets about it."

When Wei Qingru was speaking, he gave Song Qingxin a hard look, with a pained look on his face.

But the upturned corners of her mouth showed her true attitude, and she was proud of such a daughter.

As a parent, how could you not like your child acting like a baby in front of you?
No matter how big the child is, she is still a child.

Shanlan invites everyone to sit down. The big round table in the restaurant is already full of dishes, such as roasted suckling pig in open oven, lobster sashimi, three types of barbecued pork, braised shark fin with raw crab meat, steamed Dongxingban, and the favorite food of Huacheng people. chicken.
The dinner is mainly based on Cantonese cuisine, but on the table there are braised pork trotters, spicy fried clams, boiled seafood platter, tiger skin peppers, pickled fish and other heavy-flavored dishes.

Seeing the sauerkraut fish, Song Qingxin couldn't help pursing her lips and smiling.

She remembered that Tang Ye said he likes to eat fish, but not this kind of fish
This pickled fish should be the kind of fish he likes to eat, right?
Zhang Lu pulled Song Qingxin to sit next to her, and said aloud: "The chef at home is local, but I heard your mother said that you like spicy food, so I asked the master to cook a few dishes and you can try the taste. ? If it’s good, I’ll come to my house to eat frequently in the future. If it’s not good, I’ll change the chef.”

"No need." Song Qingxin quickly waved her hand and said, "I'm not picky, I can eat anything."

"That can't be done, look at your little face is going to lose weight. You still have to eat more."

"I lost weight on purpose." Song Qingxin explained aloud, "I look good in clothes when I'm thin."

"Tell me about the girls nowadays, they are all skinny and skinny, they don't eat well every day, they don't eat meat, they eat green vegetables every now and then, and the rabbits I raise eat more than her." Wei Qingru found it again. Immediately complained to Zhang Lu about the flaws in her daughter.

"It doesn't matter if you're thin, it's fine if you're thin, and you look good if you're thin, as long as you're healthy." Zhang Lu said just now that Song Qingxin was too thin, but now that Wei Qingru reprimanded Song Qingxin with this reason, she quickly stepped forward to replace her say.

But it spoiled her work.

Seeing that Shan Feng was going to join his father, Zhang Lu said aloud: "Shan Feng, you sit next to Qinqin, you two haven't seen each other for so long, so you can have a good chat."

Everyone also intentionally avoided the seat next to Song Qingxin, Shan Feng smiled and walked over and sat down.

Zhang Lu was worried that her silly son was too shy, so she raised her voice and said, "You are a man, take good care of your dear, see what she likes to eat, and take more food for her. When people come to the house as a guest, you can't let others eat." Go back hungry. If you don’t kiss me, you won’t dare to come again.”

Shan Feng nodded, looked at Song Qingxin and asked with concern: "Qingxin, what kind of food do you like?"

"I like to eat my own food." Song Qingxin said out loud.

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Song Qingxin, are you cutting off the way out?

How do you tell me to continue?
I haven't been back for a long time, and now the Chinese people speak so... sharply?
Seeing everyone at the table staring at him with wide-eyed eyes, as if they had discovered some terrible scourge, Song Qingxin said frankly: "I'm not a child anymore, I just pick whatever I want to eat, and I don't know how to eat it." Uncle Heshan and Aunt Zhang are polite, don’t you think so?”

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