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Chapter 87

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    September 17th, the Mid-Autumn Festival, Song Fengchen's idea of ??inviting several old gentlemen from Zheng Dehui to eat crabs at home on this day failed to materialize.

    ¡ª¡ªOld Mr. Wei's two sons and one daughter have returned to China, and he invited Song Fengchen and the others to visit his house.

    This old Mr. Wei was the editor-in-chief of Ta Kung Pao when he was young. Later, he was chased and killed by the authorities because of his excessive words and deeds. He had to hide his name and hide his name as a teacher of Chinese studies at Capital University for more than ten years. Now he is the dean of the Chinese Department of Capital University.  that.

    He is also the only one among Zheng Dehui's four who has a living heir.

    Thanks to his sensitive political nerves, he sensed that the direction of the wind was not right, so he entrusted someone to send all his family members out of the country early on, and only then did he save him.

    His two sons and one daughter are also capable. The eldest son moved to the United States, and now he owns two farms of tens of thousands of acres and a wine estate of more than 500 acres.

    The second son is engaged in a tin mining business in Nanyang, with an annual income of over one million. The unit is British pounds. The current exchange rate of RMB to British pounds is three to one.

    The youngest daughter works as a professor at Hong Kong City University, holds several patents in medicine, and is also making a lot of money day by day.

    This is the true sense of "a tiger father has no dogs".

    Mr. Wei now lives in the single-family three-story small western-style building that Guo Bingsheng gave him, which is only a few minutes' drive from Beimen Street.

    At around nine o'clock in the morning, Song Fengchen, who was suppressing Xu Shujian and messing around until the early hours of the morning, struggled to wake up, stared at the ceiling for a long time, and then covered his mouth and yawned.

    He rubbed the soft flesh under his hands: "It's time to get up."

    "En." Xu Shujian replied with a long nasal voice, and reached out to touch Song Fengchen's abdominal muscles.

    This is called reciprocity.

    Get up and wash up.

    Opening the curtains, Song Fengchen stepped on slippers and walked towards the direction of the kitchen. When passing by the bathroom, he raised his hand and knocked on the door: "What do you want for breakfast?"

    Hearing the sound of rushing water inside, Song Fengchen was distracted, stretched out his hand to unscrew the doorknob, and poked his head into the gap.

    Hearing the sound, Xu Shujian stopped wiping her hair and turned her head to meet his eyes.

    Song Fengchen glanced at Xu Shujian's straight shirt and trousers, his eyes could not hide his disappointment, so he pretended to be serious, with a pure face: "It's okay, I just wanted to ask what you want for breakfast?"

    How can Xu Shujian not know what Song Fengchen's idea is, his face is hot, but it cannot be denied that the joy in his heart is definitely more than embarrassment, whether it is for the happy scene in front of him or something else.

    He glanced at Song Fengchen, and felt more and more that the old ancestor was right in saying that people should not be judged by their appearance.  Just like this person in front of him, at first he thought that the other person was an upright gentleman, but now he realized that this guy was not only cowardly, but also shameless.

    Xu Shujian was in a good mood, and was happy to let him go.

    He followed Song Fengchen's words and said, "Is the sweet wine you made before edible?"

    "It should be possible." Song Fengchen replied.

    "That's fine." Xu Shujian thought for a while: "Make a Jiuniang Lantern Festival, and make an egg pancake. The glutinous rice flour is stored in the tin can in the upper left corner of the cabinet."

    "Okay." Song Fengchen agreed, "Just a few days ago, Uncle Li next door gave me a pack of dried osmanthus."

    After speaking, he turned and went to the kitchen.

    After a while, his voice came from the kitchen again: "Hey, there is no more lard at home."

    To make omelets, you must use lard to make them delicious!

    "So fast?" Xu Shujian responded casually. He remembered that at the beginning of the month, he just exploded two catties!

    There was silence in the kitchen for a while, and then Song Fengchen's brisk voice came out: "I ran out last night."

    I can't see the picture of the beauty coming out of the bath, so it's okay to spend some time talking about it.

    Hearing this, Xu Shujian shrank her buttocks almost like a conditional fire, and then blushed.

    Sure enough, he still overestimated how shameless this guy was.

    After breakfast, the two of them worked together to clean the house, and went to Beimen Street to buy two boxes of mooncakes and a few catties of fruit, and then went to Wei's house by car.

    The two of them were late arrivals, but there was an old Mr. Guo Bingsheng and Guo at the bottom.

    The two sons and one daughter of Mr. Wei returned to China this time, originally with the idea of ??bringing Mr. Wei to the United States to enjoy happiness-after all, the country is not really peaceful these days, but Mr. Wei gave them  He refused, he was studying at Capital University, and he was even more unwilling to leave his hometown.

    The brothers and sisters of Wei's family didn't persuade them too much, and they understood Mr. Wei's mood.On the one hand, on the other hand, because they can return to China this time, it is in the name of investing and building factories in the country, so the superiors will open the door to them, and it is Xu Shidao who is responsible for receiving them.

    Since they want to produce domestically, they have to go back to China every now and then.  In this way, it would not be difficult for them to take care of Mr. Wei.

    "Come, try the dried fruit and Kona coffee I brought back from the United States." The boss of the Wei family came over with a plate of abalone fruit, while his wife poured a cup of freshly brewed coffee for Song Fengchen and the others.

    "The taste is mellow and the taste is warm, not bad, not bad." Zheng Dehui praised.

    "Speaking of which, the last time I drank this was in 1951," Mr. Liu, who was the last government-sponsored foreign student of the Manchu Qing Dynasty and studied in the United States for more than ten years, looked reminiscent, "That was my student in North Korea.  It was seized on the battlefield, two cans, and I drank it for a whole year."

    "That's a good relationship," the boss of the Wei family said with a big smile, "It just so happened that I brought several boxes back when I returned home this time. If you guys like it, you can bring two cans back later."

    Those boxes of coffee were originally prepared by him for several leaders of the State Administration for Industry and Commerce. Now that Mr. Liu likes them, they are all used as gifts anyway.

    Mr. Liu was stunned for a moment, and he didn't want to twitch, he just said: "Since Mr. Wei is kind, then I will not be polite."

    "Where is Mr. Liu"

    Just as he was talking, Guo Bingsheng arrived.

    "I'm really sorry for being late." Guo Bingsheng was leaning on a cane, his eyes were black and blue, and he looked very haggard.

    "Hey, Guo Laoer, I haven't seen you for a few days, why are you in this state?" Zheng Dehui saw him and quickly reached out to help him.

    Holding Zheng Dehui's hand, he walked to the sofa and sat down. Guo Bingsheng let go of the crutch in his hand, waved his hand, and sighed: "Don't talk about it, I fell in the shower a few days ago. It was nothing wrong at the time. No, yesterday  Suddenly, he had an attack, this person, he is old, and he really can't accept his old age!"

    "Really, let me show you."

    "Okay." Guo Bingsheng agreed, and extended his left hand to Zheng Dehui.

    Zheng Dehui took his pulse, looked at his face again, and said, "It's nothing serious, just a little yang deficiency. I'll give you a prescription later, and I guarantee you will recover within a week."

    "OK."

    For the western food at noon, the chef is the second child of the Wei family, and his cooking skills are quite good.

    Chicken salad, grilled prawns, lamb stewed with potatoes, roasted lamb saddle, winter solstice pudding, the wine is produced by the wine estate under the name of Wei Jia.

    The host and guest enjoyed a meal.

    After chatting for a while, looking at the time, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and everyone got up to say goodbye.

    Old Mr. Wei couldn't help saying that he led a large family to stuff Song Fengchen with a hand of things, at least twenty or thirty catties. In his words, these were all local specialties brought back by his three brothers and sisters from thousands of miles away.  The courtesy is light and the affection is heavy.

    A few people saw that they really couldn't shirk it, so they had no choice but to accept it.

    "Why don't you go back first, and I'll send Mr. Guo off." Song Fengchen said to Xu Shujian.

    Guo Bingsheng was not very comfortable in the first place, and now he has to carry so many things. The difficulty can be imagined. Xu Shujian nodded: "Okay."

    After separating from Song Fengchen, Xu Shujian got on the bus for the return trip. When he got home, it happened to be raining lightly.

    Just as he wiped off the raindrops on his body and was about to go upstairs, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

    "Shu Jian."

    He shook his body and slowly raised his head.

    At the corner of the wall, a young man is wearing a neat Chinese tunic suit, with a meticulous ace hair combed, and he is elegant, "Long time no see!"

    Xu Shujian pursed her lips, upset and irritable, but her face did not show: "Long time no see." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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