Chapter 42
Seeing Aunt Zhang coming out to greet her, Duan Xiaowu immediately stepped forward.
She held Aunt Zhang's hand affectionately and said with a smile: "What delicious food have you made? I can smell the fragrance from so far away."
Aunt Zhang was very happy to see Duan Xiaowu.
He replied with a smile: "It's all what you like to eat."
As she spoke, she also meowed Chang Rong behind her.
Chang Rong was getting something from the trunk, and Uncle Liu quickly stepped forward to help.
Although I haven't seen her face yet, her long body, outstanding temperament, and even her low-key yet high-quality clothes all make Aunt Zhang very satisfied.
She blinked twice at Duan Xiaowu, then whispered into her ear: "Not bad, better than the previous one."
Duan Xiaowu laughed dumbly.
"Where's the old man?" He said and looked at the outer balcony on the second floor.
Old man Duan usually likes to sit there and bask in the sun.
Unexpectedly, Aunt Zhang used her eyes to signal her to look towards the pavilion in the side garden.
As expected, Duan Xiaowu saw Old Man Duan sitting in the pavilion drinking tea with his nose and nose in mind.
It's just that, although the posture is straight and upright.However, his eyes seemed to have taken the wrong path, and he glanced this way from time to time.
It's personal after all.
Duan Xiaowu couldn't guess what he was thinking.
Don't you just want to take a look at his son-in-law in advance?
The corner of her beautiful mouth curved into a crescent moon, but Duan Xiaowu couldn't hold it back after all.
He coughed lightly and deliberately shouted at Old Man Duan.
"Old man, Chang Rong is here."
Old man Duan in the pavilion couldn't help but straighten his back as she greeted her.
Then, perhaps feeling that he was overreacting, he immediately relaxed his limbs and leaned back on the chair.
He deliberately took a sip of tea before answering her: "Oh, come on."
Just at this time, Chang Rong walked to Duan Xiaowu carrying something.
He followed Duan Xiaowu's gaze and looked at Duan Chengxiong.
The moment their eyes met, he bowed to Duan Chengxiong from afar.
Duan Xiaowu noticed that Old Man Duan seemed to raise his hand, as if he wanted to call them over.
But she didn't want to do what he wanted, so she directly picked up Chang Rong, turned around and walked towards the house.
"Let's go in and put the things in first, and you can drink slowly."
The old man's hand froze in mid-air in embarrassment, and Duan Xiaowu quickly pulled Chang Rong into the house.
Just after passing the entrance, I didn't even have time to put on my slippers.
He let out a puff and laughed.
Xu Rou, who had just come down from upstairs, pretended to be serious and looked at her in confusion.
"What happened? It's so funny."
Duan Xiaowu laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up. She had to hold Chang Rong's arm to stand up straight.
"Haha - you should really go and see - the old man - that expression just now -"
Chang Rong stood next to her with something in both hands, and Duan Xiaowu pulled her closer to her.
But on the other side of Duan Xiaowu was a mural and a shoe cabinet, and their postures looked a bit ambiguous.
Aunt Zhang walked behind and looked at the young couple looking so intimate.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise, revealing a smile.
Xu Rou, who was walking towards her, also reacted and knew that it was the father and daughter fighting for treasure.
He shook his head speechlessly and walked over to greet the two of them.
Xu Rou was wearing a light yellow loose cheongsam today, with an emerald green shawl on top.
The black hair is pulled low and hangs down the back of the head.
A green hairpin carved entirely from jasper is inserted diagonally into the bun, looking very gentle and elegant.
She speaks softly and softly, which is indeed what Old Man Duan likes.
No, it should be said that this is the look that all successful middle-aged men like.
Duan Xiaowu couldn't help but glance at Chang Rong.
I thought unconsciously in my heart.
I wonder what Chang Rong will like when he gets older.
Xu Rou stepped forward and said hello to Chang Rong first. "Please come in quickly. I'll ask Mr. Duan to come in."
Chang Rong nodded to her with a normal expression and did not call anyone.
He probably knew something about Duan Xiaowu's family.
Duan Xiaowu's mother Zhou Wen and Xu Rou are two completely different types, even two extremes.
One is as warm as water, and the other is as blazing as fire.
When Duan Xiaowu was young, Zhou Wen spent all day running around Africa and the two poles.
I don’t spend more than ten days at home each year.
There are always endangered wild elephants that she can't take pictures of, and children who suffer from hunger all year round.
Although she is an excellent photographer, she has even made many contributions to many disadvantaged groups.
But she is not a qualified mother.
Chang Rong still remembers when the school held a parent-teacher conference.
There are always two parents who are absent.
One is himself, and the other is Duan Xiaowu.
At that time, parent-teacher conferences would begin with a round of speeches by the principal and parent representatives on the playground.
Others have parents leading their children to stand in line.
There were only two of them, standing alone in the crowd.
At this time, Chang Rong would feel that he was not that far away from her.
At this time, Xu Rou had gone to the garden and called Duan Chengxiong back.
The two of them entered from the side door. When they saw Chang Rong, Duan Chengxiong tilted his head awkwardly.
Chang Rong walked forward slowly and said hello:
"Uncle Duan."
Duan Chengxiong was stunned for a moment, but fortunately he still had sense and didn't dare to look down on Leader Chang's grandson.
He pointed to the semi-open leisure tea room next to the living room with his crutch, and said politely:
"Sit down, dinner will be served in a while."
Chang Rong handed the things in his hand to Uncle Liu who had already moved them into the house.
Then, prepare to walk to the tea room.
As a result, Duan Xiaowu grabbed her arm, and she stood up on tiptoes and leaned close to his ear.
Chang Rong habitually bent his upper body and stopped only when he reached a position where she could reach her.
"If he makes things difficult for you, just ignore him." Duan Xiaowu breathed into his ear, "Show your attitude towards me, and he will definitely not be able to do anything."
The tips of Chang Rong's ears were slightly red, and he lowered his eyes and glanced sideways at her.
"What is my attitude towards you?"
Duan Xiaowu was at a loss for words. He couldn't be said to be a typical Party A person with a bad face.
Just when he didn't know how to answer, Duan Chengxiong, who had already walked to the tea table first, looked back.
"What are you doing in a daze? Come and sit."
"It just so happens that I recently got a new piece of Mengshan Shengpu. Please help me taste it."
Duan Xiaowu took advantage of the situation and helped Chang Rong walk over.
Hearing this, he said with some dissatisfaction: "I have been abroad for five years, how can I understand your familiarity?"
Chang Rong took a deep look at her, then replied to Duan Chengxiong with a smile.
"It's true that I'm not very good at tea ceremony, but there are several thousand-year-old tea trees in Mengshan. The taste is refreshing and the aftertaste is sweet with the aroma of rice. I think Uncle Duan's Shengpu must be good."
Duan Xiaowu looked at Chang Rong who was smiling, with an expression on his face that he had seen a ghost.
When had this guy ever looked so good in front of me?
She also chatted about tea with her old man, and she spoke eloquently.
It’s true that if you live a long time, you can see everything.
Who would have thought that his words would directly please Duan Chengxiong.
The old man laughed twice and then said: "Okay! It's rare that you also understand tea. Young people today just like to drink coffee and milk tea, and they have no idea how good the things left by their ancestors are."
"Tea ceremony is all-encompassing, and tea also contains a philosophy of life. It should indeed be popularized among young people." Chang Rong said with a smile and walked up to him.
Duan Xiaowu was left alone, rolling his eyes from behind.
——Who must drink a glass of iced Americano every morning?
(End of this chapter)
Seeing Aunt Zhang coming out to greet her, Duan Xiaowu immediately stepped forward.
She held Aunt Zhang's hand affectionately and said with a smile: "What delicious food have you made? I can smell the fragrance from so far away."
Aunt Zhang was very happy to see Duan Xiaowu.
He replied with a smile: "It's all what you like to eat."
As she spoke, she also meowed Chang Rong behind her.
Chang Rong was getting something from the trunk, and Uncle Liu quickly stepped forward to help.
Although I haven't seen her face yet, her long body, outstanding temperament, and even her low-key yet high-quality clothes all make Aunt Zhang very satisfied.
She blinked twice at Duan Xiaowu, then whispered into her ear: "Not bad, better than the previous one."
Duan Xiaowu laughed dumbly.
"Where's the old man?" He said and looked at the outer balcony on the second floor.
Old man Duan usually likes to sit there and bask in the sun.
Unexpectedly, Aunt Zhang used her eyes to signal her to look towards the pavilion in the side garden.
As expected, Duan Xiaowu saw Old Man Duan sitting in the pavilion drinking tea with his nose and nose in mind.
It's just that, although the posture is straight and upright.However, his eyes seemed to have taken the wrong path, and he glanced this way from time to time.
It's personal after all.
Duan Xiaowu couldn't guess what he was thinking.
Don't you just want to take a look at his son-in-law in advance?
The corner of her beautiful mouth curved into a crescent moon, but Duan Xiaowu couldn't hold it back after all.
He coughed lightly and deliberately shouted at Old Man Duan.
"Old man, Chang Rong is here."
Old man Duan in the pavilion couldn't help but straighten his back as she greeted her.
Then, perhaps feeling that he was overreacting, he immediately relaxed his limbs and leaned back on the chair.
He deliberately took a sip of tea before answering her: "Oh, come on."
Just at this time, Chang Rong walked to Duan Xiaowu carrying something.
He followed Duan Xiaowu's gaze and looked at Duan Chengxiong.
The moment their eyes met, he bowed to Duan Chengxiong from afar.
Duan Xiaowu noticed that Old Man Duan seemed to raise his hand, as if he wanted to call them over.
But she didn't want to do what he wanted, so she directly picked up Chang Rong, turned around and walked towards the house.
"Let's go in and put the things in first, and you can drink slowly."
The old man's hand froze in mid-air in embarrassment, and Duan Xiaowu quickly pulled Chang Rong into the house.
Just after passing the entrance, I didn't even have time to put on my slippers.
He let out a puff and laughed.
Xu Rou, who had just come down from upstairs, pretended to be serious and looked at her in confusion.
"What happened? It's so funny."
Duan Xiaowu laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up. She had to hold Chang Rong's arm to stand up straight.
"Haha - you should really go and see - the old man - that expression just now -"
Chang Rong stood next to her with something in both hands, and Duan Xiaowu pulled her closer to her.
But on the other side of Duan Xiaowu was a mural and a shoe cabinet, and their postures looked a bit ambiguous.
Aunt Zhang walked behind and looked at the young couple looking so intimate.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise, revealing a smile.
Xu Rou, who was walking towards her, also reacted and knew that it was the father and daughter fighting for treasure.
He shook his head speechlessly and walked over to greet the two of them.
Xu Rou was wearing a light yellow loose cheongsam today, with an emerald green shawl on top.
The black hair is pulled low and hangs down the back of the head.
A green hairpin carved entirely from jasper is inserted diagonally into the bun, looking very gentle and elegant.
She speaks softly and softly, which is indeed what Old Man Duan likes.
No, it should be said that this is the look that all successful middle-aged men like.
Duan Xiaowu couldn't help but glance at Chang Rong.
I thought unconsciously in my heart.
I wonder what Chang Rong will like when he gets older.
Xu Rou stepped forward and said hello to Chang Rong first. "Please come in quickly. I'll ask Mr. Duan to come in."
Chang Rong nodded to her with a normal expression and did not call anyone.
He probably knew something about Duan Xiaowu's family.
Duan Xiaowu's mother Zhou Wen and Xu Rou are two completely different types, even two extremes.
One is as warm as water, and the other is as blazing as fire.
When Duan Xiaowu was young, Zhou Wen spent all day running around Africa and the two poles.
I don’t spend more than ten days at home each year.
There are always endangered wild elephants that she can't take pictures of, and children who suffer from hunger all year round.
Although she is an excellent photographer, she has even made many contributions to many disadvantaged groups.
But she is not a qualified mother.
Chang Rong still remembers when the school held a parent-teacher conference.
There are always two parents who are absent.
One is himself, and the other is Duan Xiaowu.
At that time, parent-teacher conferences would begin with a round of speeches by the principal and parent representatives on the playground.
Others have parents leading their children to stand in line.
There were only two of them, standing alone in the crowd.
At this time, Chang Rong would feel that he was not that far away from her.
At this time, Xu Rou had gone to the garden and called Duan Chengxiong back.
The two of them entered from the side door. When they saw Chang Rong, Duan Chengxiong tilted his head awkwardly.
Chang Rong walked forward slowly and said hello:
"Uncle Duan."
Duan Chengxiong was stunned for a moment, but fortunately he still had sense and didn't dare to look down on Leader Chang's grandson.
He pointed to the semi-open leisure tea room next to the living room with his crutch, and said politely:
"Sit down, dinner will be served in a while."
Chang Rong handed the things in his hand to Uncle Liu who had already moved them into the house.
Then, prepare to walk to the tea room.
As a result, Duan Xiaowu grabbed her arm, and she stood up on tiptoes and leaned close to his ear.
Chang Rong habitually bent his upper body and stopped only when he reached a position where she could reach her.
"If he makes things difficult for you, just ignore him." Duan Xiaowu breathed into his ear, "Show your attitude towards me, and he will definitely not be able to do anything."
The tips of Chang Rong's ears were slightly red, and he lowered his eyes and glanced sideways at her.
"What is my attitude towards you?"
Duan Xiaowu was at a loss for words. He couldn't be said to be a typical Party A person with a bad face.
Just when he didn't know how to answer, Duan Chengxiong, who had already walked to the tea table first, looked back.
"What are you doing in a daze? Come and sit."
"It just so happens that I recently got a new piece of Mengshan Shengpu. Please help me taste it."
Duan Xiaowu took advantage of the situation and helped Chang Rong walk over.
Hearing this, he said with some dissatisfaction: "I have been abroad for five years, how can I understand your familiarity?"
Chang Rong took a deep look at her, then replied to Duan Chengxiong with a smile.
"It's true that I'm not very good at tea ceremony, but there are several thousand-year-old tea trees in Mengshan. The taste is refreshing and the aftertaste is sweet with the aroma of rice. I think Uncle Duan's Shengpu must be good."
Duan Xiaowu looked at Chang Rong who was smiling, with an expression on his face that he had seen a ghost.
When had this guy ever looked so good in front of me?
She also chatted about tea with her old man, and she spoke eloquently.
It’s true that if you live a long time, you can see everything.
Who would have thought that his words would directly please Duan Chengxiong.
The old man laughed twice and then said: "Okay! It's rare that you also understand tea. Young people today just like to drink coffee and milk tea, and they have no idea how good the things left by their ancestors are."
"Tea ceremony is all-encompassing, and tea also contains a philosophy of life. It should indeed be popularized among young people." Chang Rong said with a smile and walked up to him.
Duan Xiaowu was left alone, rolling his eyes from behind.
——Who must drink a glass of iced Americano every morning?
(End of this chapter)
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