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Xiaoyu's words are very vicious. But the volume of her voice was not small enough to be heard.

Wenzhizhi seldom goes to those dirty places. Naturally, she doesn't understand these routines, so she doesn't respond.

But most people who have fun or have social intercourse know this custom or nickname.

"Zhizhi, do you want shrimp? I'll give you some? "

The automatic slow rotation of the round table quickly shifted the vegetables elsewhere. In front of Meng Qingyang comes another seafood.

"Good!"

Try it a few times. " Wenzhizhi can't say how to deal with this vegetable. Meng Qingyang is not interested in it anyway. He's just sharing his findings, not asking for an answer.

"Well, not bad. I can't guess how to do it. In fact, solemnity is the emotion she wants to express most since the quarrel between Meng Qingyang and his father.

She looked at the dishes in the bowl, carefully picked up a few, slowly put them into her mouth, chewed and swallowed slowly. Dignified look, as if to taste the processing method of this dish.

On the one hand, he has some talent; on the other hand, he is willing to study hard.

"Zhizhi, you feel fresh and refreshing after eating this dish! I don't know how. "

Meng Qingyang picked up the public chopsticks and picked up a chopstick for Wen Zhizhi.

Well, this vegetable seems to be fresh?

Meng's mother said to eat, and he honestly picked up chopsticks to eat.

Seeing that his father was not angry, Meng Qingyang showed his different attitudes towards Zhizhi and Xiaoyu, and naturally he was no longer hard faced with his father.

The words help to press down.

Meng's father's anger and enthusiastic attitude of his partner in the same trench made some waiters who did not know the truth of the matter naively thought that the chef who came to replace the class today had a good craftsmanship, but didn't break the signboard.

Everyone mentioned chopsticks one after another, laughing and saying, "today's food is delicious at a glance. Come on, come, eat, eat. "

But the topic of "eating" has always been a magic weapon in China. At the moment, as some people do not want to see the Meng father and son hurt the scene of harmony.

She was partial to help and did not express her position, but mechanically diverted everyone's attention.

Meng's mother raised her voice and said, "the dishes are ready. Let's eat."

Mother Meng, who has been quiet all the time, opened her mouth.

Before that time, we all tasted tea; we said fast and fast, and the food was served quickly.

？ On the face of a persuasion, don't damage the collective interests, make a Sao, but no one likes.

We are not stupid. Why should we join in the private struggle between the two fathers and their sons?

everyone tried to persuade Meng's father and son one after another, but Xiao Yu, the heroine of the event, was ignored.

Of course, the eyes are still focused on the banquet in front of you.

Meng Qingyang did not understand, and wenzhizhi, the daughter-in-law who did not enter the house, did not understand.

Inside such as maggot disgusting truth, can see through de people, very few.

Mencius, as if it is a disorder of order "pseudo rich" era.

In the family, the era of speaking in terms of seniority has gradually passed. Now it is the era of economic strength and personal ability. Some people who are not clear about the number of generations call for father Meng, "big brother" or "Uncle"; some people still follow the ancient times and pay attention to seniority.

However, some elders, with a large number of generations, naturally dare to rely on their own qualifications to be good people and persuade father Meng.

"Yes, Lao Meng, Qingyang is so excellent. Don't misunderstand him."

"Lao Meng, don't be so strict. I'm sure the boys are rude. "

Some elders, with relatively small seniority, had no choice but to persuade Meng Qingyang.

"Qingyang, you are in your 20s. If you have anything, you should learn to communicate tactfully."

"Qingyang, don't get angry with your father."

Therefore, as soon as Meng Qingyang's words were spoken, the uncles standing on his father's side began to do good advice.

But this is not the family. If the two father and son make an embarrassing scene, not only some members of the family will be ready to move, but the "people with a heart" in the group who get the news will also behave a little "disobedient".

Meng Qingyang directly on the positive on the Meng father, obviously Meng dad's eccentric performance tonight, let the always beloved Meng Qingyang feel very uncomfortable.

I haven't been taught before. When guests come to dinner, they have to rob her of the seat they should have sat in. "

"Dad, you taught me a lot about gentlemen. However, you

Meng Qingyang is not afraid of his questioning at all.

Meng's father let go of all his aura and stare at Meng Qingyang with his majestic eyes.

"No basic manners to girls! Is that what I taught you? "

Meng father a anger, originally did not pay attention to the people, eyes are turned to Meng Qingyang this place.The lid of the cup fell to the ground. Although it was supported by carpet, it was still badly broken.

In such a sad force, the end of the tea cup naturally did not end well.

Meng's father put his teacup on the table, but it was much harder than the time when he began to warn his mother.

"Meng Qingyang! What are you doing? "

Meng's father, who was originally chatting with others, was also attracted by the voice.

Watch the good play.

Her voice, driven by anger and grievance, naturally rose a few degrees. All the people nearby quieted down, and the mood of Xiaoyu was a little excited. After all, the hearts of the unruly girls were all made of glass.

"Meng Qingyang, how can you bully people like this!"

She only thinks that Meng Qingyang bullies people! But I completely forget that it was at the beginning that I deliberately devalued wenzhizhi's status.

Now hear him satirize his "mouth stink", her fragile glass heart, on the ba ba ba ba broken to pieces.

Xiaoyu didn't know that when she was a child, she was still soft and tender "little white poplar". When she grew up, she was so venomous.

"Go back and wash before you come out. This is my fiancee, not anyone else Meng Qingyang doesn't care about his own business. Anyway, his father is so fond of tossing about. If this business can't be done, he can be busy with other things. He has no time to make trouble for wenzhizhi!

Then with a dead fish face to light rain said, two people in the box exchange of the first words.

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"Control your expression!" Meng Qingyang told himself in his heart

but fortunately, when he turned his head to fight against Xiaoyu, he saw his mother's worried eyes.

Meng Qingyang's face was almost uncontrollable.

"Lying trough, this woman dares to say! This is the bridegroom's fiancee! Damn it, I admire it Several people looked at each other in the eyes, showing this simple "admiration and surprise" mood.

Some of the young men with keen hearing, who were sitting at the head of wenzhizhi, looked a little ugly.

"No, Qingyang. You can eat it yourself."

Wenzhizhi doesn't want to tell Meng Qingyang that what he eats in his mouth is a taste, because he is in a heavy mood. No matter how delicious the food is, he can't taste it.

She felt that the ancients used "tasteless" to describe the mood, which was a very appropriate metaphor.