Early the next morning, while Ning Ning was still sleeping, the housekeeper's aunt pulled her out of bed.
She stayed up until 12:30 last night and fell asleep without knowing it. She still held the phone with the screen in her hand.
He was immediately caught red-handed.
This has stirred up a hornet's nest.
Her brother was sitting on the leather sofa in the living room, with two straight, slender, muscular long legs elegantly folded together, a pair of dark eyes ignited with anger, and a low voice like an angry bird (bah): "You How did you promise me before you picked up the phone?"
Ning Ning hid in her brother Ming's arms, not wanting to face this cruel reality, and tried to bury her head in Xu Yanming's arms that exuded the cool pine scent to escape from the blame.
A pair of big cold hands moved gently, hugging her head and facing the furious Xu Yanzhao.
Xu Yanming's indifferent voice said, "Be good, don't run away."
Ning Ning: "Hey."
Brother Ming, you don’t love me anymore.
I am no longer the treasure in your heart.
I feel like crying and it’s hard to lose weight.
Ning Ning received a scolding and her cell phone was confiscated by Xu Yanzhao. She ran to school dejectedly carrying a bag of Star Candy.
As soon as she went out, Xu Yanzhao made a cross-country call to Xu Yanyu, who was sleeping.
Xu Yanyu had a headache when she was woken up by a series of killing sounds. Yesterday she attended a cocktail party until midnight and slept until the sun was shining brightly before she woke up.
"Hello."
The California sunshine was bright and dazzling, shining through the roller shutter window, making him unable to open his eyes and making him gasp in pain.
Before he could say a few words.
The shop owner scolded me on the phone.
Xu Yanyu: Who am I, where am I, and what am I doing?
Why does it matter to me if Ning Ning secretly plays with her mobile phone?
Xu Yanyu held back his anger and his head was buzzing: "What does it have to do with me?"
Xu Yanzhao rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing his muscular forearms, picked up the cup and banged it on the table. Xu Yanming, who was drinking tea next to Zhan Zhan and listening to his elder brother scolding his second brother, suspected that the broken cup and the broken table would surely die together. .
"The mobile phone you bought for Ningning."
Xu Yanzhao fought back confidently.
Xu Daying was so angry that he staggered and hit the floor with a "plop". After a long time, he got up and gritted his teeth: "If you can't stand it, buy it for your little baby Ningning. A boss of a multinational group can't even buy a mobile phone." Don’t want to?”
Xu Yanzhao's eyes drifted slightly, and he was silent for a few seconds, looking around and saying, "In short, this matter is your fault. Please reflect on it at home. Okay, it's okay. I'm hanging up the phone."
After that, he hung up the phone.
After being hung up on, Xu Yanyu stared at the beeping phone and was speechless.
After talking for a long time, you just want to find a reason to scold me, right?
The reason why you don't buy Ning Ning a mobile phone is so that you can scold me openly, right?
Today is also a day worth getting angry about.
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The sun is shining brightly today and the spring scenery is pleasant.
It’s a good time to visit friends.
When Mr. Xu woke up and came downstairs, Su Jianguo had already prepared things, and the six-layer ebony, gold-lacquered, and peony-wrapped box was filled to the brim.
The old man reached out to take it and almost didn't pick it up.
"Hey, what's in here?"
"Our mountain spring water, and some of the food I made, the ingredients were all given by Ning Ning in the morning."
The things Ning Ning gave were naturally excellent, and there were some weird ingredients that Su Jianguo had never seen before.
We adhere to the principle of “don’t ask, don’t look, don’t want”.
Unless their children take the initiative to give it, they can't ask for it.
It is even more forbidden to trace its origin.
"okay."
Mr. Xu asked his bodyguard to pick up the food box and went out happily.
The imperial capital is said to be very big, but said to be small, it is very small.
The old comrades of Mr. Xu's generation have sacrificed their lives and died of illness, leaving only seven or eight old men who gather together from time to time to drink tea, brag, and show off how filial their children and grandchildren are.
"Old Xu, why did you come here?"
A beautiful and warm pavilion was built on the top of the mountain in the distance. The windows were made of colored glass on all sides, half covered and half opened. Not only could one enjoy the spring and cherry blossoms blooming all over the mountain below, but it could also block the steep spring breeze.
There were seven or eight elderly people inside drinking tea, playing chess, or playing with the birds.
One of them, an old man with white hair and a thin face, wearing a dark red Tang Shang with Jinxiang cloud patterns, raised the tea cup in his hand towards Mr. Xu.
The tea cup is made of high-quality white porcelain. It is as thin as a cicada's wing and glows with a cold light in the sunlight. It is also made of pink colored glaze, ground into powder, and fired using the ancient method. It is white, yet pink, and exquisitely clear. It is an extremely rare treasure.
There are countless such treasures in the hands of the old people in this pavilion, and they can only be reduced to tea-drinking utensils for their duties.
The little jujube-colored tea in the teacup is as round as a treasure.
Exudes a strong tea aroma.
The old man serving the tea pointed at the tea in the cup and showed off to Mr. Xu: "One tael of tea leaves, one pound of gold, and the best Dahongpao. How do you think it tastes?"
Mr. Xu walked forward quickly, grabbed the white porcelain pink tea cup on the coffee table, poured tea into it, raised it and drank it in one gulp.
"Old Xu, you are just chewing peonies. No matter what good thing comes into your mouth, you can't taste it."
A group of old friends laughed, and the old man serving tea pointed at Mr. Xu and laughed and cursed.
Mr. Xu snorted, raised his eyelids and looked disdainfully: "That's it? Is it worthy of being called the best?"
"Hey, why can't it be called the best?" The old man was unhappy: "These are the buds of the Dahongpao mother tree just picked this year. The entire thousand-year-old mother tree sprouted half a catty this year. Three taels were sent to Beihai, and the rest The next two are all here, I say, Lao Xu, you can’t taste good meat and say it’s sour, if you don’t tell me one, two, three, four today, I’m not done with you!!!”
When the few remaining old men saw the excitement, they immediately fanned the flames and started making noises.
"Bah, bah, what does it smell like?"
Mr. Xu was not in a hurry. He pretended to spit out the tea foam in his mouth. Then he smiled at his old friend's wrinkled face as black as the bottom of a pot and explained: "I didn't say your tea was not good. Why are you anxious? I The water for making tea is not good, Xiao Zhang, please bring us the mountain spring water we brought."
The old friend's face softened slightly, but he still said coldly: "This spring water is taken from the heart of Yuquan Mountain Spring. It is first-class water. Who in the imperial capital doesn't know that the water from Yuquan Mountain is the best for making tea?"
At the end, he muttered a few words: "You think you have to pretend to be a connoisseur at the outer door, right?"
"Let's just say this water is bad!"
Mr. Xu refuted his words, took the kettle handed over by the guard, twisted the spout, and then picked up the boiling teapot and poured it out of the window, startling a crowd of birds.
"Hey, my golden pheasant!"
another old man shouted.
"What's it called?"
Mr. Xu rolled his eyes: "Today I want you to gain some knowledge."
