On Friday night, Xiang Nan came to Lengzhai in Luohua Hutong.
As soon as the car horn sounded, Song Runqing, Mrs. Leng, Leng Qingqiu and others came out to greet them.
"Young Master Seventh is here, I'm sorry if I missed you from afar!" Song Runqing said with a smile.
"Hey, Brother Song is so polite. I am Qingqiu's teacher, and you are Qingqiu's uncle. We are not outsiders, so why are you so polite." Xiang Nan waved his hand and smiled.
"Yes, yes, not an outsider, not an outsider." When Song Runqing heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he echoed.
Xiang Nan then greeted Mrs. Leng and Leng Qingqiu, and the four of them entered the house immediately.
I saw that although Leng Zhai was not big, it was very clean. The small courtyard is quiet, the windows are bright and clean, and it has a unique elegance.
"Seventh Young Master, our humble house with a small roof and low eaves is not as good as your Jin family's luxurious compound and luxurious house. You should not dislike it." Mrs. Leng said with a smile when she saw Xiang Nan looking at the small courtyard.
Leng Qingqiu was also a little nervous, worried that he would look down upon him.
"What are you talking about, madam." Xiang Nan waved his hand and said with a smile, "This small courtyard is quiet and elegant, returning to nature. When I am in it, I feel like I have escaped from the world.
In the future, I also want to rent a small courtyard like this. The so-called "fish tank, pomegranate tree, husband, fat dog, fat girl" is also a pleasure. "
"Seventh Young Master is indeed elegant." Song Runqing complimented, "Please, please, please."
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The four of them entered the room and sat down.
The servant Han Ma served tea and cakes.
"We didn't prepare anything for the seventh young master's first visit. Besides, the hospitality is not as good as some rough snacks at the seventh young master's house." Mrs. Leng said with a smile, "So this can't be regarded as entertaining distinguished guests, it's just a superficial representation. It’s just our thoughts.”
"Madam, you are too polite." Xiang Nan smiled, "Actually, as long as the food suits your taste, it doesn't matter whether you are high or low."
"Young Master Seventh is right." Song Runqing agreed.
At this time, the driver Dehai walked in, placed a gift box on the table, and then opened the gift box. Suddenly golden light flashed, making people afraid to look directly.
"Wow~" Song Runqing's eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw a golden Buddha in the gift box, which was about two feet high. The whole body was gilded, the golden light was shining, the face was kind and the eyes were kind, and the appearance was solemn.
Such a big golden Buddha, even if it is gilded, is worth at least four to five hundred oceans, which is indeed a heavy gift.
"It was the first time I came here. I was scared and didn't know what gift to bring." Xiang Nan said with a smile. "I accidentally heard Qingqiu say that my wife likes to worship Buddha, so I invited a Buddha statue and specially asked the master of Baique Temple to consecrate it. I hope Madam won’t dislike it.”
"I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it." Song Runqing waved her hands repeatedly.
Such a large golden Buddha can be worth at least two to three hundred yuan, enough to be an heirloom of the Leng family.
"Young Master Seventh is too polite. This gift is too expensive. How can I accept it?" Mrs. Leng felt it was inappropriate and deliberately declined.
"Damn, madam, the gift is not about high or low, the key is the intention." Xiang Nan waved his hand and said with a smile, "Madam, if you think the golden Buddha is tacky, I still have a jade Buddha at home. I will open it and send it to you another day."
"No, no, no..." Upon hearing this, Mrs. Leng waved her hands quickly.
The golden Buddha was already very valuable, so she couldn't afford the jade Buddha.
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"Madam, the food is ready. You can treat the guests to dinner." Mother Han said again.
"Seventh Young Master, please invite me." Mrs. Leng said again, "They are all coarse food. Please use some of it as you please, and try the food of our poor family."
"Madam, please don't say that. In fact, I think it doesn't matter what you eat, the key is who you eat with." Xiang Nan said with a smile, "As soon as I came to your house, I felt particularly comfortable, just like returning to my own home." When I see you, I feel extra cordial, just like meeting my own relatives."
"Young Master Seven is really approachable." Seeing him say this, Mrs. Leng was very happy.
Afterwards, everyone sat down and started eating.
You can see that although the preparations are all home-cooked dishes, they are done with great care. For example, Sixi Meatballs, Sauce Pork, Stir-fried Lamb with Green Onions, Stir-fried Kidneys, etc. are all dishes that require a lot of effort.
"Well, it tastes really good, not as good as our chef." Xiang Nan said with a smile, "I'm really lucky today~"
"Seventh Young Master is very polite. It's fine if you like it." Mrs. Leng couldn't help but feel relieved to see that he didn't dislike him at all and actually ate and drank.
She was originally worried that Xiang Nan would not appreciate the food she prepared, and she was always worried about this. It's really rare for Xiang Nan to be so kind and approachable.
"Brother Song, I would like to propose a toast to you. I wish you great success in the diplomatic service and promotion to the third level in a row." Xiang Nan raised his glass in congratulations.
"Oh, I'd like to lend you your kind words. I'd like to lend you your kind words." When Song Runqing heard this, she was naturally very happy and quickly drank a full cup.
"Madam, let me toast you again. You have worked so hard today and you are in so much trouble." Xiang Nan raised his glass again.
He knew that Mrs. Leng was the person who needed face the most, so he gave her enough face. In this way, the guests and hosts will naturally enjoy themselves.
"Young Master Seventh is so kind." Sure enough, Mrs. Leng was very happy to see him say this. She drank a full glass and felt that she was very proud.
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After eating, Xiang Nan chatted with them for a few more words.
With his high emotional intelligence and charm, Song Runqing and Mrs. Leng were naturally delighted and very satisfied.
Afterwards, Xiang Nan got up to say goodbye and left in a car.
"Brother Song, Madam, Qingqiu, there is no need to see each other off, please come back." He cupped his hands and said.
"Oh, the seventh young master is really approachable." Song Runqing said with emotion.
"Yes, it's really rare to have such a good background, such a high family status, and such a kind personality." Mrs. Leng also said.
Seeing that they were so satisfied with Xiang Nan, Leng Qingqiu couldn't help but feel sweet in her heart.
"Oh, after all, it's the Jin family, and they are generous in their actions. This golden Buddha is really worth money." Song Runqing then picked up the golden Buddha again and said with admiration, wishing he could hold it to sleep tonight.
"It's just that this gift is too expensive, which makes me a little uncomfortable accepting it." Mrs. Leng said.
The so-called showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing. Xiang Nan clearly helped them a lot this time and helped Song Runqing change jobs. The transfer from the Qingshui Yamen to the diplomatic service was a complete switch from a shotgun to a cannon.
But isn't it a bit strange that Xiang Nan still wants to give them such expensive gifts?
"You are so petty. Who is the seventh young master? His hair is thicker than our waists." Song Runqing curled her lips and said, "In "A Dream of Red Mansions", Grandma Liu went to Jia's Mansion to enjoy the autumn breeze, and she was rewarded with twenty taels of silver. . Didn’t you hear what Young Master Seven said? He also has a more expensive Jade Buddha at home. Maybe this Golden Buddha is the cheapest."
"That's true." Upon hearing this, Mrs. Leng felt that it made sense and stopped worrying.
Then she carefully put away the golden Buddha. She didn't dare to put such a precious treasure in the house, otherwise it would be stolen in a matter of minutes.
