Rebirth 90: I rely on farming to cultivate a master scholar

Chapter 119 The Song family invites you ([-])

Yuyuantan Community.

Cao Chunyuan's Chrysler and Song Minguo's black car parked in front of Yuyuantan No. 8 building one after the other. Cao Chunyuan told Li Zhigang that he was about to get off the car and meet Song Minguo.

When getting out of the car, Cao Chunyuan saw Ji Huasen standing at the door with keen eyes. She was about to greet Ji Huasen, but Ji Huasen took the first step.

Ji Huasen waved to Cao Chunyuan with a smile, and said, "Xiao Cao, what are you doing standing there, come into the house quickly, your Uncle Song and Aunt Qiu are waiting for you inside!"

A big question mark suddenly rose on Cao Chunyuan's little head, didn't he talk about work?

Why is it Uncle Song and Aunt Qiu?

Why did I suddenly have the feeling of going to my boyfriend's house to meet his parents?

Although there were many doubts in her heart, Cao Chunyuan still did the work on her face, and said with a smile: "Come on, come on!"

As soon as he walked to the door, Ji Huasen patted Cao Chunyuan on the shoulder enthusiastically. He was much more enthusiastic than when they first met!
"Haha, Xiao Cao, you are here. Your Uncle Song wanted to invite you to visit during the Mid-Autumn Festival. I didn't expect you to go home already."

"Haha, it's my fault. I wanted to come and visit Uncle Song during the Mid-Autumn Festival. But Uncle Song has a special job, so I didn't come here because I was afraid it would be inconvenient."

Ji Huasen straightened his face, and said with some displeasure: "Xiao Cao, you see that you are out of touch. Your Uncle Song regards you as a junior, and besides, there is also your relationship with the Republic of China. During the festivals , What's wrong with moving around a little bit?"

Cao Chunyuan hurriedly nodded in agreement, but Song Minguo, who was at the side, was not happy to see himself being ignored like an outsider.

"Look how sensible Xiao Cao is, you should learn more from him."

Song Minguo was already in a low mood, but Ji Huasen gave him another critical blow, which made him even more depressed.But he didn't dare to retort, so he could only mutter in a low voice: "Yes, yes, Xiao Cao is the best. He is better than me in everything, better than me. I'm a bad street guy, no one can compare!"

Ji Huasen didn't know if he heard Song Minguo's complaints, so he ignored him and led Cao Chunyuan into the house.

"Come into the house, don't stand by the door!"

"Ok."

Under Ji Huasen's warm greeting, Cao Chunyuan and Song Minguo walked into the house one after the other.Ji Huasen did not stay on the first floor, and took the two of them straight to the second floor.

Cao Chunyuan nudged Song Minguo's arm lightly with her elbow, and blinked at Song Minguo, probably meaning: What's the situation, why is it different from what you said?
Song Minguo shook his head very innocently, and secretly said that I am just a messenger, and I don't know what to say to you.Anyway, we will meet soon, and you are not short of this 2 minutes.

As soon as she arrived on the second floor, Cao Chunyuan saw a very intellectually dressed adult woman standing by the handrail of the stairs, smiling and staring at her.

Seeing this smile, Cao Chunyuan instantly remembered the scene when she fell asleep in English class and was called by the teacher.

Song Minguo thought that Cao Chunyuan was nervous, so he quietly approached Cao Chunyuan and whispered, "This is my mother!"

I know it's your mother, but your mother looks so much like our middle school English teacher, I saw her sleepy!

The point is that she is still smiling at me, I am really afraid that she will say to me in the next sentence: "Listening to the tapes!"

Fortunately, Qiu Miao did not ask Cao Chunyuan to take an English listening test, but entertained Cao Chunyuan very warmly.

"Chunyuan is here, what fruit do you like to eat, Auntie will wash some for you."

Before Cao Chunyuan could break free from her devilish identity as an English teacher, Qiu Miao showed another 'scary' side of her.

Enthusiastic, so enthusiastic that Cao Chunyuan felt that Qiu Miao was going to her home for a home visit!
Cao Chunyuan smiled awkwardly, and said in a low voice, "Ah, hello, Auntie!"

"Haha, you're welcome, the little girl looks really juicy, come and sit at home when you have time in the future!"

Cao Chunyuan smiled awkwardly but politely, "Thank you, Auntie!"

Fortunately, Song Minguo stepped forward at the critical moment. He walked up to Qiu Miao, took Qiu Miao's right hand, and said in a low voice: "Mom, my dad is still waiting to see her in the room. Do you want to be polite and wait for her to finish me?" Say it again, Dad!"

Qiu Miao shook Song Minguo's hand away, and said angrily: "You still know that your father is waiting for you. He is already in his 20s, and he is unreliable in doing things. After working, how can we let the leader take over the heavy responsibility?" here you are?"

After reprimanding Song Minguo, Qiu Miao immediately changed into an amiable smile, and said to Cao Chunyuan with a smile: "You go and sit in the room first, and I will wash some fruits for you."

Seeing Qiu Miao's natural expression management, the corners of Cao Chunyuan's mouth twitched slightly, secretly thinking that Jiang is still old and spicy, and I still have a lot to learn!

Looking at others, one happy and one angry, 360° without dead angle, natural switching, just this one hand is enough for me to learn!

"Hehe, Auntie, you are too polite."

"You're welcome, come in and sit down!"

"Ok!"

After Qiu Miao spoke, Ji Huasen took Cao Chunyuan to Song Yulong's room.

'dangdang'

"Song Hall, the Republic of China has brought Ms. Cao here."

As soon as Ji Huasen finished speaking, a deep voice came from inside the room.

"come in!"

Hearing this majestic voice, Cao Chunyuan's breathing quickened significantly, her palms sweated slightly from nervousness, her eyes fixed on the purple carved wooden door in front of her, wanting to see who Song Yulong really is.

However, the result was somewhat beyond her expectations.

Song Yulong is not the kind of boss who is particularly majestic at first glance, or who exudes an aura of not allowing strangers to enter.

His appearance is 2 or 3 points similar to Song Minguo, except that his face is rounder, and the stubble around his lips and chin has already appeared.

Cao Chunyuan couldn't equate this amiable uncle with the big leaders of Yanjing City.

"Hehe, Xiao Cao is here, sit down quickly!

Minguo, don't you hurry up and pour water for your classmate? "

Song Minguo curled his lips, cursing inwardly that he would throw it away when he was done using it, I invited you here, there is no credit but hard work.It's too unreasonable for you to drive me away as soon as someone enters the house?

However, he dared to think about this kind of thought in his heart, and he never dared to say it.

"Hehe, sit down, I'll make tea for you!"

Looking at the back of Song Minguo leaving in embarrassment, Cao Chunyuan suppressed a smile, I knew you were destined to run errands, am I right?

"Sit down, don't be polite, just treat it as your own home."

Seeing Cao Chunyuan standing blankly at the door, Ji Huasen pointed to the long reception sofa opposite Song Yulong, and walked over first.

"haha okay!"

Cao Chunyuan was also polite, and walked behind Ji Huasen, and sat down next to Ji Huasen.

"Xiao Cao, has your account been transferred to Yanjing?"

Ok?
Shouldn't it be about business? Why did it suddenly involve my account?
Where is my registered permanent residence, does it have a lot to do with the content of our conversation today?

"Uncle Song, I have a registered permanent residence in my hometown, and I haven't transferred my registered permanent residence to Yanjing."

Song Yulong smiled slightly and asked: "I heard from the Republic of China that your business in Yanjing is doing very well, and you have been living in Yanjing recently. Why didn't you move your household registration here? Did you encounter any difficulties? "

Cao Chunyuan quickly waved her hand and said, "No, I haven't thought about the issue of account transfer for now."

Song Yulong frowned slightly, and asked a little puzzled: "You have your own business in Yanjing, and the momentum of development is very good. Why don't you also transfer your household registration here, so that it will be more convenient for your future development."

(End of this chapter)