"It's really a pity." Ji Zhengting thought that today he could really introduce himself to all the people in the Song family, "but it doesn't matter. There's a long way to go."
"These things..." Song Qingcheng looked at so many things on the ground and knew that he must have given them to his father. "Why don't you put them in the car first?"
Next time you come, you can bring it.
Ji Zhengting reached for her waist and held her in front of her. He said with a bad smile, "will this save money for your husband?"
"Come on, mom, don't mess in it Song Qingcheng wants to earn money from him. But Ji Zhengting didn't let go. Seeing her anxious and nervous, he made fun of her on purpose.
After kissing her face, song Qingcheng was ashamed and angry. She blushed at him and said, "Ji Zhengting, you are a hooligan!"
"Well, legal hooliganism." After that, he felt not satisfied and gave her another kiss on the lip.
"You..." Song Qingcheng's angry little face is as red as a prawn.
The next door is full of neighbors, and the front door is full of roads, and the other side of the road is also a neighbor. He hugs and kisses her like this at the front door
"Qingcheng, is Zhengting coming?" Song's mother's voice came from the room. Song Qingcheng was more flustered and pushed him hard. Ji Zhengting didn't tease her either. At the moment when song's mother came out, he let her go.
Song Qingcheng takes a hasty step back and subconsciously trims her hair, fearing that her mother might show her flaws.
"Aunt song, I just arrived." Ji Zhengting answered his mother's words.
Song's mother nodded with a smile, then saw so many things on the ground, "this..."
"I brought some things for uncle song and old lady. However, Qingcheng said that uncle song and old lady were not here. She asked me to take these things back." Ji Zhengting said.
Song's mother looked at Song Qingcheng and said, "you child, how can you let others take it back?"
If people take it back again, it's just that they will be shut out!
"Here, I'll help you bring it in. I'll talk to Uncle song and the old lady later." Song's mother said, then went to help take things.
It's true that there are a lot of things, but it's the first time that people visit the door. No matter what they buy, it's their filial piety. There's no reason why they don't accept it.
"Mom, don't take it. I'll take it with Zheng ting." Song Qingcheng goes to get the things in Song's mother's hand.
"It's OK. You can help Zheng Ting get some." Song's mother didn't give it to her, so she carried it into the room.
Song Xiaomei also came out of the room with a wheelchair. Seeing Ji Zhengting, she said, "is it my brother-in-law?"
Ji Zhengting was very satisfied with the sound of "brother-in-law" and went over to give song Xiaomei a gift. "This is your teaching material."
"Thank you, brother-in-law." Song Xiaomei took a look, suddenly small mouth long can fill half an egg. It's the teaching materials of famous German painters
I heard a few years ago that these teaching materials cost tens of thousands of euros for each class! What's more, it's a whole set.
"What's the matter, little sister?" Song Qingcheng sees her surprised appearance, then comes to ask her.
"Sister, do you know what this is?" Song Xiaomei excitedly shows her what she is holding.
Song Qingcheng looked at it, "it's just a video course to teach you how to draw."
She didn't know about it, so she didn't think it was precious.
"Do you know how much this set of subjects costs?"
Song Qingcheng shook his head. She certainly doesn't know.
"At least one million euros, euro." Song Xiaomei emphasized both sides.
This will change the eyes of the Song Dynasty.
One million euro, isn't it several million RMB?
Even mother song was surprised and said to Ji Zhengting, "Zhengting, my little sister is still a child. How can you give her such a valuable gift?"
"It's a coincidence that this thing happened to me on this business trip. I thought it was fate, so I bought it. In fact, the price abroad is not as expensive as that in China, mainly because it's hard to meet people who are predestined. "
If my younger sister didn't love painting, even if he did, it would be a waste.
After that, song Xiaomei took her dream gift and hid in the room to study her way as a painter.
Seeing his sister happy, song Qingcheng was also happy. He always thinks about her and her family all the time.
Song's mother went to the kitchen to cook again. Song Qingcheng came to him and looked at him anxiously, "Ji Zhengting, can you not be so nice to me?"
"Who should I be good to?" He asked a little ignorant.
If he is not good to his wife, he really doesn't know who to be good to.
Song Qingcheng was dumb when he asked.
Ji Zhengting smiles, glances at the kitchen and whispers quietly in her ear, "or, if you give me a son earlier, I can be good to my son."
Song Qingcheng's cheek flushed. Suddenly, something came to mind, "bad!"Ji Zhengting frowned. Seeing her startled, he thought that something had happened. "What's the matter?"
Worried about being seen by his mother, song Qingcheng pulled him to the door, "I, I, will I be pregnant?"
She can't speak in a hurry.
Looking at her as if she was worried about pregnancy, Ji Zhengjun's face sank immediately.
"Qing Cheng, come here to help serve. You can have dinner." Mother song came out with vegetables.
Song Qingcheng quickly stepped back from him, and then answered, "Oh, I see."
When she left, she didn't forget to look at someone. Where did he offend him? How did he get angry?
……
As soon as the dish was served, Ji Zhengting's phone rang. At a glance, it was Gao Xin's call. Gao Xin knew that he was not in the company and knew his whereabouts, but there must be something important when he called at this time.
He took the phone and went to the door to pick it up. Song Qingcheng is putting his chopsticks and noticed something wrong with him.
Then his voice came.
"What?"
"I'll be right here!"
This tone makes people suddenly feel that something has happened, and it's still very bad.
He has always been very steady and calm in his work. The first time I saw him so nervous, I was unprepared.
Ji Zhengting finished the call. When he came in again, his face was not very good-looking. Song Qingcheng went to him and asked, "is something wrong?"
"There's something wrong with the company. I'll go back immediately." Ji Zhengting tries to be more natural and doesn't want her to worry too much.
Song Qingcheng looked at the dishes already on the table and said, "don't you eat some rice before you go?"
"No, you can go back to the company." Then he took the key from the table and left. When he passed her, he stopped again, touched her little face and gave her a reassuring smile