Movie King Dad, your daughter came to you from the countryside.

Chapter 274
"Ten thousand steps back, even if you give birth to a son, it may not be your turn."

Chu Fan twirled the chopsticks quickly in his hand, "My relationship with the school girl is definitely better than yours, and my son has a greater chance."

"Arranged marriages are not popular nowadays. You and Professor Nie have a better relationship than us. It's useless. The most important thing is to be liked by your children." Jing Xiyue couldn't bear to be compared.

A few people were chatting animatedly next to each other, and they had a heated exchange of words over whose future daughter-in-law would be married to.

Nie Fuyao held the water glass with a smile on his face.

Today's occasion belongs to the brothers. She just eats and listens to them.

I have to say that one of the brothers even brought his wife to the brothers' gathering, which was a bit out of character.

Now that you are taking advantage, try not to interrupt.

Song Zhi looked at Nie Fuyao who was smiling and said nothing, and said, "What flavor do you want to eat?"

"It's up to me!" Nie Fuyao said, "There's no difference between before and after pregnancy. I won't be picky."

Seeing this, several people ordered spicy hot pot.

Feng Zhan asked for an extra portion of Baiye and said, "Shao Yao likes to eat this. She hasn't eaten it for several months. Let her satisfy her craving today."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, these married people are different." Jing Xiyue shook his head repeatedly, "Do you want to eat fat intestines?"

"That's right." Feng Zhan said to the waiter beside him: "Can the fat sausage be fried?"

The waiter looked at Song Zhi and saw that the boss nodded, so of course he had it, even if he didn't have it, he had to have it.

"OK."

"Trouble." How could Feng Zhan miss their eye contact, "Here's another hot orange juice."

After ordering, he leaned forward and looked at Nie Fuyao's phone, "What are you talking about?"

He raised his phone and glanced at him, "The group in the courtyard."

Chu Fan's eyes widened, "You two are still checking each other's phones?"

"Don't check!" Feng Zhan said: "I don't understand very well."

Everyone was stunned for two seconds, and then couldn't help but slap the table and laugh.

"Oh, I think back then, Feng Zhan was also the god of learning among our brothers. I never thought that this day would come to pass." Fei Mu's personality has changed a lot since returning to China.

He is not as outgoing as before and seems to have become much more stable.

"How are you?" Feng Zhan asked him.

Fei Mu sighed: "It's not easy. They say it's stable, but it also wears down one's temperament."

"I passed the exam and started working at the grassroots level. I go to get off work and get off work on time every day. When I am busy, I am really busy. When I am free, I drink water and run to the toilet all day long."

He frowned and said, "I don't know how long I can hold on."

"If someone in my family hadn't reached this position, I might still have to carry the house payment."

The elders in their family have relatively high positions, so they have separate houses in different places.

Of course, the house is not yours and will be taken away after your death.

Young people like them basically have their own houses outside. The reason why they come back to live in the compound is because of the friends they have known since childhood.

The houses in the compound are not big, so they are crowded during the holidays.

"Mingya will come back this year?" Chu Fan asked casually.

Fei Mu nodded, "I should go back."

Seeing that he seemed to have really let go, everyone gradually dropped the topic.

"I don't know what I'm busy with. I didn't see her when I went to pay New Year's greetings last year."

"She dropped out of school and spent last year preparing for the exam abroad to go to the Sanlitoni Conservatory of Music." Fei Mu still knew, after all, the two of them lived close to each other, one behind the other.

There was a brief silence among the crowd.

So, why did you choose to study medicine in the first place?

People who study medicine are basically the best among the best, and ordinary people cannot bear this hardship.

Feng Zhan is a family factor. He has had this incomparable talent since he was a child.

Mingya was just an ordinary girl. She just jumped in because of Feng Zhan.

"This is the right choice." Song Zhi frowned and looked at the tableware in front of him.

But everyone heard the foreign tone of his words.The choice is right, but the feeling is not good.

People who study medicine are most afraid of being emotional.

The bottom of the pot was brought up, followed by twenty or thirty dishes.

Vegetables account for half of it.

The portions are average, but the food looks fresh.

She picked up a piece of lettuce, rolled it up and stuffed it into her mouth. It was crisp and refreshing.

"Why did you think of opening a hotpot restaurant?" Feng Zhan asked.

Song Zhi poured hot tea for everyone, "If you want to eat it, my mother will follow suit."

Jing Xiyue leaned lazily on the sofa chair, "Auntie is often in trouble, but the business is booming."

Although the business is not that big, almost tens of millions of dollars are taken in every year.

"I also bought a house in your villa area. It is currently being renovated and will probably be ready for move-in at the end of next year."

Song Zhi said: "The old man's health is starting to feel bad."

There was no sadness on his face when he talked about it.

Song Zhi's father was the eldest son of Song Dynasty and lived in the compound most of the time.

Later, because of his incident, the couple had an unpleasant quarrel. In addition, Song's mother was resentful of her father-in-law and rarely went there.

In the past two years, they simply moved out.

Grandma was still thinking about the decades-old relationship between husband and wife and did not move away.

Not surprisingly, after the old man passes away, she will live there alone.

"What should I do with that one?" Jing Xiyue looked like he was watching a good show.

Song Zhidao: "The adoption relationship will be terminated."

"I wonder if he will leave a will!"

Everyone was not surprised by the truth of this sentence.

Feng Zhan said: "Mr. Song doesn't have much property in his name. Even if he leaves a will, what he can distribute is limited."

"Yeah!" Song Zhi nodded, "Send away his half, which is only three to four million. Grandma's money is all in my dad's hands."

Several people gave Song Zhi a thumbs up, "The old lady is smart."

"The Song family has raised her for so many years. As long as she has some bottom line, she shouldn't ask for this money." Chu Fan looked at the stirring bottom of the pot and poured a portion of cabbage into it. "But I think, she I’m sure I’m thinking about it.”

It's not that his character is that bad.

After all, she is an orphan, and she has relied on Mr. Song's love all these years to gain a foothold in the compound.

Once the old man is gone, she will have nothing. With that money, at least she won't have nowhere to live.

But whether she can fit in has nothing to do with the old lady.

The very existence of that woman makes people around her unwilling to associate with her.

Once she accepts that money, there will no longer be a place for her in this circle.

"What is Xiao Er doing recently?"

"Watch a show!" As if he thought of something, Jingxi smiled from ear to ear.

Fei Mu picked a piece of spinach with chopsticks and asked while eating, "Tell me about it."

Jing Xiyue held a cigarette in his hand but did not light it. He did not forget that there was a pregnant woman beside him.

Simply hold it in your hand to relieve your craving for cigarettes.

"Xiao Lian went to a bar before and was drugged. Then by chance, an [-]th-tier starlet stayed in the same hotel as him and went straight in to sleep with him."

"So bloody?" Chu Fan looked gloating, "Can you enter the hotel without a room card?"

"The hotel's universal room card!" Jing Xiyue said with sarcasm on his lips, "Xiao Lian sued someone!"

Everyone: "..."

(End of this chapter)