Xia Cheng said hello to the ladies and left the hall.
Chen Juan was already waiting at the door of the villa. Xia Cheng stood beside him naturally. He put his arm around her waist and asked softly, "How are you doing? Can you still handle it?"
Xia Cheng pouted, "Are you looking down on me?"
Chen Juan pinched her waist and said, "No, I'm afraid you'll be tired."
Xia Cheng raised her head and gave him a cold look, "It's okay, it's just the peach blossom you provoked. It's too tiring to argue with her."
Chen Juan was stunned for a moment, then understood immediately and said with a smile, "That woman has big breasts and no brains. I believe she can't quarrel with you."
"How do you know she has big breasts?" Xia Cheng just looked at him quietly.
"..." He just said one word, and said he was brainless. Why didn't she mention it? So the woman's thinking was very strange. He accompanied the smile and said, "Actually, bigger is not better for a woman's breasts. You can control them with one hand. It’s better.”
He said with his hand still on her chest, making a gesture.
Xia Cheng reached out and hit him a few times, "Rogue."
The two were chatting and laughing when a black car stopped at the door.
The two walked over immediately. Chen Juan opened the car door himself, and a middle-aged man walked out.
He was about forty years old, well-dressed, and his eyes were full of wisdom. He nodded slightly to Chen Juan, then turned to help the people in the car.
Xia Cheng had already been standing aside, preparing to receive the old lady seriously.
When the old lady got out of the car, she was surprised and incredulous, "Aunt Feng!?"
Aunt Feng walked forward with a smile, "Chengcheng, we meet again."
Seeing Xia Cheng dressed up like the girl next door, she felt that she was not here to attend a banquet, but just visiting, and she felt very cordial.
Looking at her expression, Chen Juan knew that Xia Cheng's outfit suited the old lady's liking. She was really a thoughtful girl.
Xia Cheng hurriedly held her hand, "Auntie, I never expected that you are the mother of the famous Professor Zheng. I am so lucky to have met you."
Professor Zheng immediately understood, "Mom, is this Miss Xia who you mentioned to me, who took good care of you in the hospital?"
Aunt Feng smiled kindly, "Exactly, I didn't want to come to such an occasion. I heard you said that Mrs. Chen's name is Xia Cheng, so I wanted to come and see if it was Xia Cheng. It turned out to be true."
"It seems that the old lady and Chengcheng are really destined." Chen Juan didn't expect that the old lady Xia Cheng had known her for a long time, so that would be better.
Aunt Feng looked at Chen Juan, and Xia Cheng quickly introduced her, "Auntie, his name is Chen Juan, and I am my husband."
It was the first time she called Chen Juan that, and it was a bit awkward.
But Chen Juan felt a different kind of emotion well up in his heart, even a little excited. She called her husband, which sounded so nice.
"Mr. Chen is really young and handsome, and he matches Chengcheng very well." Aunt Feng said.
"Thank you, madam, for the compliment." Chen Juan made a greeting gesture, "Professor Zheng, madam, it's windy outside, so you'd better go inside."
"Auntie, come with me." Xia Cheng led the old lady.
Seeing Professor Zheng's worried face, Chen Juan ordered, "Chengcheng, take good care of the old lady."
"Don't worry."
Xia Cheng took the old lady's arm, went to the female guest's place, treated her as a guest of honor, and introduced Aunt Feng's identity to everyone.
Aunt Feng is plainly dressed, and those who judge people by their appearance will naturally despise her.
Xia Cheng personally brewed a pot of hawthorn and lotus leaf tea, "Aunt Feng, I know your blood pressure is a bit high. Hawthorn and lotus leaves can be used as medicine. Used to make tea, it can regulate blood lipids and prevent diseases."
"Chengcheng is so considerate." Aunt Feng took it and took a sip, "Well, it's really good."
"Old madam, don't believe this. Chinese medicine is just a gimmick and has no use for diseases. If you have physical problems, you need western medicine. Which person have you ever seen who was cured by Chinese medicine?" Mrs. Li curled her lips and said, "Those They are all weeds dug up and used by people who come from poor backgrounds and cannot afford medical treatment.”
Her words offended several people, because there are several ladies here who started their own business with their husbands from scratch and came from poverty, especially Aunt Feng.
Xia Cheng couldn't look at Aunt Feng being wronged and said with a chuckle, "Both Chinese and Western medicine have their own strengths. If poor academic skills ruined the reputation of our ancestors, we can't blame Chinese medicine. Favoring foreigners is like an unfilial son at home, spending time with his parents." Money, eating rice from parents, and scolding parents for being incompetent, what’s wrong with the poor? Counting three generations up, who’s family is not poor?”
Then he looked at Mrs. Li, "Director Li loves you so much, why don't you immigrate? After all, foreign countries are so good."
Mrs. Li moved her lips and snorted coldly.
Seeing that Mrs. Li was speechless, everyone else felt better.
Soon it was time for dinner, which was a buffet. Xia Cheng prepared food for Aunt Feng, and the two sat down to eat together.
Aunt Feng asked, "Chengcheng, is Mr. Chen nice to you?"
She had heard that Chen Juan was very carefree.
At this time, Xia Cheng naturally couldn't let her have any prejudice against Chen Juan, "He's very good. He obeys his advice and is obedient."
"That's good." Aunt Feng was dubious. When she picked up a small fish, it suddenly slipped into the soup and splashed all over the table, including Xia Cheng.
Aunt Feng was a little embarrassed, but Xia Cheng suddenly became excited, "The carp has jumped over the dragon's gate. I've benefited from it all. I'm going to have great luck this year."
Not only did she resolve the embarrassment, she also made Aunt Feng laugh.
Chen Juan, who was standing not far away, felt relieved when he saw the heartfelt smile on Professor Zheng's face.
Seeing Xia Cheng and the old lady walking out of the hall again, Professor Zheng's expression became serious.
Chen Juan patted his shoulder and said, "Leave the old lady to Chengcheng. Don't worry. Let's go have a drink."
Xia Cheng was afraid that Aunt Feng would be too tired, so she took her back to the villa. When she heard that Aunt Feng liked to listen to the piano, she took out her guqin and put it on the table.
"Auntie, I also know a little bit of "High Mountains and Flowing Waters" and can give you some guidance."
Xia Cheng sat down, took a deep breath, pondered for a moment, stretched out her slender hand, and flicked the strings. In an instant, the sound of the piano filled the air like gurgling water.
Every note of the natural sound has an indescribable beauty, sometimes gentle, sometimes passionate, as gentle as water, and as exciting as thousands of troops.
The sound of the piano makes people feel relaxed and happy, and they are intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.
Aunt Feng's thoughts were far away, her heart was fluctuating, and when the song ended, she was still in a daze.
Chen Juan stood at the door for a long time, staring at Xia Cheng. She was really versatile.
The way she plays the piano is like a fairy walking on the moon. She is very charming. He is so lucky that she is his wife.
Chen Juan came to his senses and walked over. When they heard footsteps, the two of them looked up.
Aunt Feng said with a smile, "Mr. Chen came here in a hurry. Are you worried that Chengcheng will be with me?"
Chen Juan smiled lightly, "What did the old lady say? I'm afraid that Chengcheng is too young and will neglect my lady."
He knew that playing the piano was very tiring, especially when you put your whole heart into it. He came to Xia Cheng and helped her rub her fingers and squeeze her arms, "Are you tired?"
"fine."
Aunt Feng had a smile on her face. It seemed that the rumors from the outside world were not true. She liked to see young couples loving each other the most, as if she were seeing herself when she was young.
"Chengcheng, Auntie has something to ask you." She suddenly said.
