Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Romance -> The entertainment career of a monk

Volume 2 Music Festival Chapter 68 The heart is as strong as steel and hard to shake

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    [Second update!  It's a little late, I picked up my wife not long ago, so that's all for today!  Stay tuned everyone!  ¡¿

    Chen Mo looked dumbfounded at the two old men who appeared behind Song Mingzhe, and didn't know how to greet them for a while.  Song Mingliang, who had just finished eating, looked rosy and tender, with her little mouth open wide and her eyes widened. She hesitated and asked: "Grandpagrandma, what are you doing, why are you here?" She rolled her eyes.  , seeing the dejected Song Mingzhe beside him, he shouted: "Song Mingzhe, you betrayed me! I will cut off my ties with you!"

    Song Mingzhe smiled bitterly and said, "Sister, your status in the family is higher than mine, but no matter how high you are, you can't be higher than the two people next to me, right?"

    Although Chen Mo jumped up immediately, it was still a bit late, and he sighed in his heart: "Something bad is going to happen!"

    Song Mingzhe invited the two old men into the house at this time, as if they were at his home. He placed the two old men on the sofa that had been left vacant after Song Mingliang got up. He then skillfully took out the water glasses from under the coffee table and poured a cup of water for each of the old men.  Herbal tea, he said attentively: "Grandpa, grandma, you two can try it. At this time, this boy Chen Mo made it himself. It is the secret recipe passed down by their family. It can reduce heat and eliminate fire, drive away evil spirits and promote good health. It is the only good thing in health-preserving tea."  , it is of great benefit to the elderly.¡±

    When Chen Mo felt a little guilty, the veins on his forehead were jumping: "This is my home, okay? How come outsiders are more familiar with it than I am?" But now is not the time to think about this. Regarding the two old people, how he feels now  But it's extremely complicated.

    In Chen Mo's eyes, this old man who was very familiar to him and who often appeared in CCTV's news broadcasts was quite imposing. He just had a sullen face and said nothing, drooping his eyelids and looking like "I'm not very happy". He picked up his tea cup and drank it.  After taking a sip and tasting it, I seemed to feel that the taste was different, and then I raised my eyelids and looked at Chen Mo.

    After the old man closed his eyes and tasted it for a while, his somewhat rigid face couldn't help showing an expression of admiration. He looked up at Chen Mo, who looked helpless but calm, and said with a smile: "Xiao Chen, don't mind if I do this  Shall I call you? Xiao Chen, sit down, don¡¯t stand, Mei Mei, you two should also sit down, let¡¯s drink some tea first and talk.¡±

    Chen Mo sat down firmly following the old man's words and murmured in his heart: "Although you have served as a general and are one of the retired national giants, this is my family, so you are welcome!"

    The old lady had not spoken since she entered the door. Her energetic appearance did not look like an old man's stagger at all. At this moment, she was looking at the teacup in her hand, and she was looking at Chen Mo with a smile on her face, who had a mixture of bravery and elegance.  Quite interesting and full of thoughts.

    Song Mingli, who was originally sitting next to Chen Mo, was startled by the old lady's eyes. She wanted to get up and change places, but was blocked by a look from Song Mingzhe, who was rubbing the old man's shoulders.  After Song Mingliang's big eyes rolled around, her face became rosy and calmed down again, and she was holding the teacup and savoring it carefully.

    After tasting it for a while, the old man opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Xiao Chen, your tea is pretty good. Can you pack a few taels for the old man to try?"

    Song Mingzhe said loudly from behind: "Yes, why can't it be done? I'll take care of it for you right now."

    The old man turned around and glared, and said with a powerful look: "Get out of here, you bastard, I don't understand your thoughts? Are you afraid that your sister will be bullied by marrying a dandy like you? You are a sensible person.  Son, I have seen clearly the habits of you playboys!"

    Song Mingzhe took two steps and his body trembled. He returned to the original place with an apologetic smile. He raised his thumb and said with a flattering smile: "You still have a sharp eye and can see everything clearly. My grandson is my son."  You can also see through your thoughts.¡±

    The old lady smiled and said angrily: "You are a slutty monkey who has not been honest since you were a child. You don't know who you learned from when you flatter others."

    Song Mingzhe looked proud: "Grandma, you are looking down on me. We are born with talents, and they must be put to use! No matter how good they are, they are still self-taught."

    The old lady laughed and scolded: "Stop being so silly, your grandpa is talking to Xiao Chen."

    The old man asked: "Xiao Chen, what are your plans for the future?"

    Chen Mo didn't appear to be cautious. After all, he had to be cautious because of these uninvited guests who came in uninvited and broke the door.  Chen Mo bowed slightly and replied gently: "I am still young, so I don't think too far ahead. I just want to be able to show off what I have learned while studying in college within three to five years."

    The old man and the old lady looked at each other and smiled. Although this boy was young, he spoke impeccably.  The old lady asked: "Xiao Chen, the workmanship of your tea is quite extraordinary. You have mastered the three flavors of tea making. This tea cup is not simple either, is it blue and white porcelain?"

    Song Mingzhe whispered with a surprised look on his face?: "Blue and white porcelain, that's worth it, right? Doesn't it mean that my sister won't be hungry if she marries him?"

    Song Mingzhe¡¯s words made Chen Mo roll his eyes, as if he and Song Mingliang had nothing to do with each other, right?  Why does it sound like Chen Mo has executed Song Mingli on the spot?

    The old lady turned around and laughed and scolded: "Why are you talking? You don't know how to respect others at all?"

    Song Mingzhe said with a smile: "You are almost my brother-in-law. How can we respect each other? We are still good brothers. There is not much emphasis on it."

    The old man nodded and said: "That's true. Okay, that's it for today. I still have half a game of chess to play at home. After playing, go to bed quickly. The quality of sleep is very important for this old man." After that,  He got up and walked out without saying anything to Chen Mo.

    The old lady said with a smile: "Xiao Chen, this tea set is good, I will take it back and study it. If you are willing, you can use it as a betrothal gift, how about it?"

    Chen Mo was stunned, what is going on with these people?  Robbery?  Or are you pretending to be confused?  Chen Mo looked at Song Mingzhe with a sinister smile on his face, holding a large bag of tea in his hand and slamming the door with a plate of tea sets in his arms. He was still a little puzzled in his heart, so he turned around and asked: "Sister Mei, what is going on?  The extras brought by Song Mingzhe? Their acting skills are too high"

    Song Mingliang, who was sitting aside with a blushing face and thinking about her daughter's family, froze. She jumped up angrily and twisted Chen Mo's ears and said angrily: "Those are really my grandparents. I just came here to see you."  What kind of person is he? Are you suitable to be friends with me? Are you going to die as an extra?"

    Chen Mo smiled bitterly and said: "Why do I feel like I'm just a decoration inside and out? I'm even a stranger to my own home. Excuse me, is this really the house I rented in Yanjing? Didn't I enter the wrong door? Those things are also there  It's mine, isn't it rented from your house?"

    {Piaotia Literature www.piaotia.net thanks all book friends for their support, your support is our greatest motivation}
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report