From Feng Qianqian's point of view, she certainly doesn't want to see her brother-in-law and younger brother at odds with each other. With her sister...she must have been on her sister's side before, but it's different now. The more quarrel between the two, the greater her chances.
Lin Yueyi pointedly said: "I think this is not a problem of not being rebellious during the rebellious period, but a problem of lack of discipline."
"Haha." Feng Qianqian smiled a little reluctantly: "My parents don't know how to discipline their children. I am the youngest and have been willful since I was a child."
Lin Yue said: "Someone has to take good care of it, otherwise it will be useless when it grows up."
Feng Qianqian was about to nod when she suddenly realized that this sentence had a profound meaning.
"Brother-in-law..."
"Stop." At this time, Lin Yue suddenly stopped her talking, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the hair hanging by her ears.
Feng Qianqian's body trembled slightly and she subconsciously took half a step back.
At this time, Lin Yue opened her hand, and her palm was filled with white cotton wool. She didn't know where she got it.
Feng Qianqian's face was a little red and she didn't dare to look at him. However, deep down in her heart, she was more annoyed about why she stepped back, worried that doing so would send a signal of resistance to him.
"I'm older, and these elementary school students seem to have a hard time solving the questions. Mole, what is mole?"
Gu Shihong walked out of his room, shook his head and walked to the kitchen, apparently going to help his son.
Feng Xixi raised her hand and pointed back, looking a little panicked: "I...I'm going to change clothes..."
After saying that, he lowered his head and walked to the old lady's room.
As the two of them passed each other, Gu Shihong turned his head and glanced at her. He didn't understand why her face was redder than before and her walking posture was a bit unnatural.
"What's wrong with her? You didn't bully her, did you?"
While Gu Shihong went to get the apron hanging on the west wall, he asked his son what he had done. He was afraid that this guy who had no relatives in the eyes of outsiders would kill all three Feng siblings.
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Lin Yue said: "It's nothing, maybe I'm scared."
The old man looked at the knife in his hand, then at the big red rooster with its claws tied and waiting desperately for slaughter, and accepted this explanation.
An hour and a half later.
The dishes were put on the table, the bottles of wine were opened, and the old lady sat facing the door.
Gu Shihong glanced at the "Chinese Time-honored Brand" pattern on the bottle, picked up the large oblate red wine bottle and prepared to pour wine for Lin Yue: "Want some?"
"slow."
Lin Yue motioned for him to bring the wine bottle to him: "Who gave you this wine?"
"Guo Qiang's daughter-in-law, I found him a job, but she can't say anything about it? How can I solve my worries? Du Kang is the only one, do you see it? I checked it on the Internet for a time-honored Chinese brand. It costs more than 500 yuan a bottle."
"Aren't you a people's teacher? Don't you often say that gifts are not important, but feelings are the most important? How come you have learned how to scan the QR code to check the price?"
"you give me."
The old man was very embarrassed. He looked a little embarrassed in front of a table of people.
"Either don't drink, or drink something good, this..." Lin Yue pointed to the big red wine bottle with a very bluffing shape: "There is a bottle of Xijiu Cellar 1988 that is very similar to it. The biggest difference is the color. What do you think? Did it plagiarize 1988? Or did 1988 plagiarize it?"
The old man had never drunk any 1988, but seeing that his son had a good nose and eyes, he subconsciously chose to believe it: "No way? It has the words 'Chinese Time-honored Brand' on it, how can it be fake?"
"A time-honored Chinese brand? How many of the Goubuli steamed buns that my sister brought you back from Tianjin last time did you eat? And the Beijing roast duck that the parent whose daughter was admitted to Peking University brought to you when he came to see you, did you say after two bites? It's not as delicious as the Cantonese roast duck I bought at the Eight Immortals Maris Market last time. The current Chinese time-honored brand can only prove that it was sold early and had brand awareness early. Compared with the previous products, it is indeed superior, but Well, the past was the past, and the present is now. Times are changing, people’s tastes are changing, and many Chinese time-honored brands today are no longer what they used to be. This thing is all about marketing.”
As Lin Yue spoke, he took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet next to the restaurant. The mouth of the bottle was covered with a purple clay bowl with a white apricot flower pattern. The shoulders of the bottle were two small ears that could be threaded: "Drink this. "
The old man picked it up and looked at it carefully, stroking the purple clay bottle and said, "Fen wine? How much does this cost?"
"It sells for about 200 online. Are you trying to say it's not as expensive as the bottle just sold?"
"..."
The old man didn't speak, just looked at him quietly, obviously wanting to know what else was going on here.
"Some wine merchants have no reputation, quality or cultural background for their products, but they understand the needs of customers. There are always some people who are greedy for petty gains and want to give away face. They buy them at a low price with their left hand and give them to friends who don't understand with their right hand. , my friend scanned the QR code and found out that this guy was worth hundreds or even thousands of dollars. I felt so happy and happy. I felt that this guy was a good person and that I could make deep friends. Of course, there are some people who really don’t understand and were deceived by the listing price of the supermarket. If you go to a shopping mall during the holidays, the store clerks will try their best to recommend wines that are not well-known. The price/performance ratio is better than that of Wuliangye, and the taste is inferior to Maotai. They are only sold at the price of Jiannanchun. Most of these wines used for comparison are Lying quietly in the corner of the shelf, the reason is very simple. If you sell a bottle of unknown wine, the purchase price is 20, sell it for 200, and the commission will be 100 yuan. If you sell a bottle of famous brand wine, the commission will be more than ten yuan. How would you choose if it were you? And , do you know about live streaming?"
"Livestreaming to bring goods?" The old man doesn't even know how to use Taobao. He only knows how to scan the QR code to check the price, let alone something as avant-garde as livestreaming to bring goods.
"Are you familiar with TV shopping?"
"I know this, I know this." The old man is familiar with this, because a large part of the advertisements in TV shopping are designed to deceive the elderly, which can be called precise positioning. As the director of the community's property committee, he has participated in the targeted A charity event to remind the elderly in the community to stay calm and not to be deceived by false propaganda in TV advertisements.
"Live streaming is similar to TV shopping, except that it is more interactive. Many small wine merchants will set up a flagship store on the online sales platform, with false prices on the shelves, in sharp contrast with the discounted prices from the anchors, in order to create promotional incentives. This creates the illusion that viewers in the live broadcast room think they are taking advantage and buy the product.”
The old man's eyes widened. It was obvious that the people's teacher, who had been working in the school, had a relatively small social circle, and did not use the Internet much, could not accept such a thing.
"Isn't this a lie?"
"Then do you know why more elderly people have been defrauded than young people in recent years?"
The old man poured a glass of wine into the provided purple clay bowl, picked it up and looked at the white patterns on it, drank it dry, and felt a whiff of alcohol entering his nose, followed by a stream of heat running down his throat, and then a dull taste. If you use one word to describe the sweetness, it would be very clean.
He can't understand the current world. Today's society is a bit difficult to understand. He feels that after living at such an old age, the longer he lives, the more stupid he becomes.
Lin Yue said: "All walks of life are developing, even deception is the same..."
"Give it to me, give it to me, wow..." At this moment, the little tiger's cry interrupted the conversation between father and son: "Mom, look at my uncle, he didn't even leave a chicken leg for me."
In the white porcelain bowl with blue and white lace in the middle of the dining table is the white-cut chicken he cooked. In the past, he used to eat chicken legs, duck legs, fish belly...the best parts of the ingredients were reserved for the little tiger. No one would follow him. But today is different, there is Feng Danian on the dining table.
I saw Feng Xiaoqin's nominal brother holding a chicken drumstick in one hand, gnawing there as if no one else was watching, and from time to time he would reach into the small plate next to the sea bowl to dip a little sauce.
Feng Danian had reasons to hate Gu Lei, his brother-in-law, and he definitely didn't like his nephew, Little Tiger. Plus, he had grown so willful that he would want to leave good things to others?
The old lady had a look of disdain on her face, but she couldn't say anything.
Instead of stopping him, Feng Xiaoqin said to Little Tiger: "My uncle is a guest. It's not easy to come to Shanghai. You have to be patient with him, you know?"
No one can ask a 9-year-old to give way to a 16-year-old elder.
Feng Qianqian glanced at Lin Yue, who had a gloomy face, and touched Feng Danian's arm: "You should leave one for the little tiger, he is your nephew."
"Drink, drink." The old man was afraid that his son would overturn the table and ruin the meal. He quickly picked up the purple sand wine bottle and poured him a glass of wine. He also picked up the obviously larger gift cup in his hand and his small wine glass. Touched.
Lin Yue curled his lips, thinking that the old lady was not in good health recently, so he suppressed his emotions and accompanied the old man to drink up the wine in the Dehua white porcelain cup with a capacity of only three yuan.
After dinner, Little Tiger went to do his homework.
There were homework assigned by the teacher at school, and tasks left by the remedial class teacher after school. When he got home, Feng Xiaoqin forced him to practice the piano for a while after finishing the homework. In short, the little tiger's time was fully arranged. Feng Danian was different. After eating, he wiped his mouth, lay down on the three-person sofa, and occupied the TV. Gu Shihong was fine, and the old lady was so angry that he went to bed early.
"Sister, if you look at the situation on New Year's Eve, you don't care about him." Feng Qianqian drained the water from the newly washed dishes and advised Feng Xiaoqin to take care of this younger brother who regards the Gu family as her own.
"No matter what, you can't bear it? If you can't bear it, just give me money to buy a house."
Feng Xiaoqin glanced at the black clay pot on the gas stove. Hot air was constantly spurting out from the vent. She could smell the rich aroma of meat from several meters away. She had noticed it when she was eating just now, and she didn't know this old duck. Gu Lei made the pot for someone to eat.
Feng Qianqian glanced at Gu Shihong's room and whispered, "Will he agree?"
Rather than the old man being angry enough to give in, she was more worried that the old lady would be angry with her brother and have a heart attack.
"How do you know if he will agree if you don't give it a try?"
"Where will you sleep on New Year's Eve?"
"Sleep on the couch."
"Sleeping on the sofa?" Feng Qianqian thought for a while and realized that if Feng Danian slept on the sofa, he would definitely watch TV. At his age, he would not sleep until one or two o'clock in the morning, and the person closest to the TV in the living room was Gu Shihong room.
This sister of hers is too calculating for the house.
"By the way, there's something I forgot to tell you." Feng Xiaoqin suddenly remembered something, put the plate in the sink, and wiped her hand on her blue and white plaid apron: "I, I saw something online these days I signed you up for a pop-up blind date, which can be regarded as an opportunity to expand your social circle. What if there is someone you like?"
"Sister, I'm not going." Feng Qianqian's reaction was very intense, she almost said this with a stamp of her feet.
Feng Xiaoqin was stunned, and carefully looked at the angry and anxious face opposite her: "Sissi, before you asked my sister to help you introduce someone to you, why now... didn't my sister just sign up for a blind date for you? Why is there such a big reaction?" Could it be that... you have someone you like, right?"
Feng Qianqian didn't dare to face her gaze, turned her face to one side, and said hesitantly: "No...no."
It was before, and now is now. You can't tell her that I have fallen in love with your husband. For the sake of us being sisters, you should divorce us as soon as possible so that we can be happy.
Her performance further strengthened Feng Xiaoqin's mind.
"Is it your client? Or a colleague from the bank?"
In Feng Xiaoqin's view, working in a bank makes it easier than ordinary people to get in touch with rich people.
"no."
Of course Feng Qianqian dared not admit it, because Zhanxiang introduced her to the job at Huanghai Bank. If Feng Xiaoqin asked Zhanxiang and Zhanxiang asked Sister Zheng, then Feng Xiaoqin would know the reason why she was promoted and raised so quickly. ...In case there is any guessing about her relationship with her brother-in-law...
Yes, there will be a showdown sooner or later, but hasn't she and her brother-in-law not taken the crucial step yet? As long as he said he was ready to divorce and marry her, it would be safest and most appropriate to consider the showdown with his sister at that time.
"If not, then why don't you go to the blind date?"
"If you want to go, you can go by yourself. I won't go anyway."
Feng Xixi put the plate in her hand into the translucent plastic storage box and left with a certain amount of annoyance.
Feng Xiaoqin's face was full of confusion. She didn't know what happened to her sister. Was it wrong for her to worry about her life-long events?
Three hours later.
The lights in the living room were not turned on, and the light from the TV screen kept changing on the west wall, and also illuminated Feng Danian's face lying on the three-person sofa.
Gu Shihong walked out of the room, followed the scent to the kitchen, looked at a circle of small blue flames in the gas stove burner, then opened the lid of the clay pot and looked inside, walked outside the bathroom, and knocked door.
"Gu Lei, Gu Lei?"
"What's wrong?"
The response was mixed in with the sound of rushing water, which was not very real.
Gu Shihong said loudly: "The old duck is ready to be simmered, but it will be salty if it is simmered any longer."
Lin Yue's reply also increased his volume: "Then turn off the fire."
Gu Shihong put out the fire on the gas stove, returned to the living room to look at the clock scale, and kindly persuaded Feng Danian to go to bed early, but no one even looked at him.
The old man shook his head and went into the house to rest.
Who let his son marry a daughter-in-law from the countryside? Although not all relatives are as rude as Feng Danian, it is undeniable that the probability of rural relatives having someone like Feng Danian is higher.
Lin Yue came out of the shower, took the clay pot on the gas stove to the dining room table, divided half of it with a spoon and put it into a thermos bucket, got dressed and went downstairs with the thermos bucket.
Ge Yue was pregnant, and it was time to keep the child despite the pressure from Ge Rushan and his wife. Of course, he had to show the proper attitude to "stabilize the morale of the military."
When the BMW drove to the intersection two blocks away from Wanziyuan Community, he was waiting for the traffic light and smiled.
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It had only been more than two months, and there were no signs of pregnancy yet. Ge Rushan and his wife did not dare to restrain their daughter, so the delivery of duck pot went very smoothly.
After his wife-to-be vowed to eat all the duck pot even if she gained ten pounds of meat, Lin Yue smoked a cigarette on the road outside the community and drove back slowly.
after an hour.
When I arrived at Wanziyuan Community, I parked my car and went up to the third floor. Before I could take out my keys and open the door, I heard Feng Xiaoqin's extremely nervous questions coming from inside.
"Dannian, what's wrong with you? In less than an hour, you went to the toilet four times."
He smiled coldly, opened the door and entered the house.
Just as the sound of water flushing came from the bathroom, Feng Danian walked out with a pale face, holding his belly, his steps were sloppy, and there was a layer of sweat beads on his forehead, as if he was about to collapse.
Feng Xiaoqin quickly helped him sit on the sofa: "You didn't listen to me telling you to eat less snacks. It's okay now."
How is the little tiger treated by Gu Shihong? He is definitely the treasure among treasures. This can be seen from the image of children in TV series. If the food is not good, can he grow a big bun face? Then the snacks in this house are Swiss rolls, potato chips, and ice cream. Ah...of course not less. She said on the way home that she could use whatever she wanted and eat whatever she wanted. How could Feng Danian treat him like an outsider?
This kind of indulgence, eating and drinking so much that your stomach can't stand it, is naturally a reasonable thing.
At this moment, the old man walked out wearing a gray coat - Feng Danian turned the air conditioner in the living room very low, which the old man and the old lady couldn't stand.
"what happened?"
"I'm so hungry."
"Then take the medicine quickly."
After hearing what the old man said, Feng Xiaoqin realized what she was doing. She quickly went back to her room to get the medicine box, took out a box of loperamide hydrochloride capsules, poured half a cup of warm water into the glass and handed it over without blinking. Watching Feng Danian take the medicine, the look of concern on his face was no different from that of his biological son.
Lin Yue remained silent after entering the house. When he saw the medicine box on the dining table, he picked it up and looked at it for a few times and said, "Feng Xiaoqin, that's not right. This medicine...has expired for three years. You gave it to him without even looking at it." What about eating? Are you trying to poison him?"
