A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

Now that we have him...

There will naturally be no one else to pay the bill.

After ordering the food.

Lin Miaomiao sat at the dining table and talked at length about the cheerleaders on the other side of the game.

"Wow, when the cheerleaders on the other side appeared, I was so envious. Those long legs and curves made my mouth water."

"But it seems like all their attention is on Su Chen, don't you think?"

“…” Su Chen rolled his eyes.

He really wanted to pinch Lin Miaomiao's face and ask her if she did it on purpose.

"How would I know? I wasn't looking at them during the match; my attention was all on you guys."

Tong Wenjie covered her mouth with her right hand and whispered to Song Qian, "This little guy is quite good at flirting, completely different from the blockhead you described."

"Glib talker," Song Qian muttered under her breath.

She's more than just good at flirting.

What's even more impressive is that he didn't say anything.

Thinking of this, Song Qian couldn't help but blush.

Tong Wenjie looked at her best friend in surprise.

He leaned close to her ear and whispered.

"You two wouldn't...?"

"no!"

Song Qian couldn't help but shout it out loud.

People around looked over.

Song Qian quickly smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing. Your Aunt Wenjie just asked me if I knew of any low-priced houses recently."

Qiao Yingzi: "There really isn't one."

Chen Jiajia laughed from the side, "I think she is indeed very pretty. After all, she is a professional cheerleader, and her dance is very hot."

Fang Yifan has something to say about this.

"It's all true. I feel like those foreigners aren't afraid of the cold at all. They're wearing so little, yet they're jumping around so much. It feels like there's so much cold in many places..."

"What? Tell me what?" Tong Wenjie grabbed his ear and asked coldly.

She wouldn't have remembered if I hadn't mentioned it.

While cleaning his room, I found some small magazines under the bed.

If Fang Yuan hadn't stopped him...

I already confronted him with the magazine.

This kid actually dared to mention it in front of so many people, does he really think his mother doesn't exist?

"Ouch! Mommy! It hurts!!!" Fang Yifan covered his ears.

He genuinely didn't expect that just saying one sentence would provoke such a great deal of resentment.

Fang Yuan quickly stepped in to stop them.

"Kids this age are going through puberty, so there's nothing wrong with talking about these kinds of topics."

Song Qian nodded in agreement.

The others blushed slightly.

Originally, there was nothing wrong with cheerleading, but after being reminded by the two parents, they started to overthink it.

The atmosphere in the room became quiet for a moment.

"I have some news for you guys. Have you seen the latest news in the city?"

“We now have a special funeral director in our capital city who can organize different types of funerals according to the client’s requirements.”

Jiang Tianhao felt a little embarrassed.

Let's change the subject.

Fang Yuan understood immediately and quickly said, "I know that the funeral I attended last time was organized by them."

Fang Fangyuan became extremely excited when he said this.

"I found it very interesting at the time. The mourning hall was surrounded by red ribbons. If you didn't know better, you would think you had entered the wrong place."

Hear this.

Su Chen paused for a moment.

If I remember correctly, they were talking about Lin Miaomiao's father, Lin Dawei.

In the storyline, Lin Miaomiao had a falling out with her family because she found out that Lin Dawei did this job.

He started doing live streaming himself.

It was at this moment that Su Chen felt Lin Miaomiao's character was starting to fall apart.

It could also be said that it completely collapsed.

Su Chen glanced at Lin Miaomiao without leaving a trace.

They discovered that there was nothing wrong with her.

"It seems she doesn't know about this yet. Should I tell her?"

Su Chen was at a loss for words.

Jiang Tianhao and Fang Yuan's words caught Song Qian's attention.

At the funeral.

The people here are quite traditional.

Most of them are mainly black and white.

I never expected that someone would actually be willing to use red these days.

And there are people who dare to take the job.

That's an interesting story.

Fang Yuan scratched his head as he spoke.

"I remember that the host looked a lot like one of the parents from Class 3, but I can't really remember him right now."

"Hehehe, the parents are actually fine, they are just worried that their children will not be able to accept it. After all, children our age have a strong sense of self-esteem and may not be able to accept that their parents are in this line of work."

Lin Miaomiao calmly made an analysis.

The surrounding parents nodded in agreement.

Su Chen smirked.

Silly girl.

That's your dad.

Jiang Tianhao asked with a smile.

"Miaomiao, what would you do if it were your parents?"

"Me?" Lin Miaomiao scratched her chin and thought about it seriously: "If my family were really short of money, I probably wouldn't have any objections to this industry."

"In other words, you have a problem if you don't lack money, right?" Deng Xiaoqi pinched her cheek: "Miaomiao, I really didn't expect you to be such a little money-grubber."

Hearing Lin Miaomiao's words, Su Chen decided to talk about it later.

To avoid making her unable to bear it.

The food we ordered was served quickly.

Jiang Tianhao happily introduced the dishes on the table to everyone.

Especially that "Number One Soup in the World".

"Dear uncles and aunts, thank you all for coming to Jiang Family Kitchen today. Today's dish is called 'The Best Soup Under Heaven,' which is our signature dish that we've been promoting recently."

"Oh ho, you actually dare to call yourself the best soup in the world? You seem quite confident." Fang Yuan said with some curiosity.

Jiang Tianhao scratched his head and chuckled.

“This isn’t what I said, this is Su Chen.”

"Big brother, you think too highly of me." Su Chen covered his head.

I've already told him the whole story.

Moreover, this "Number One Soup Under Heaven" has been on the market for so long.

That guy still didn't remember.

He even claimed that the evaluation of pheasant soup in the Xuzhou Chronicle was given by him.