Chapter 751

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Song xuanlai came to Yang Zimei's house and met Yang Qing.

Although he met song Xuan ten years ago, Yang Qing was still very impressed with him and hurried forward to say hello, "Hello, Mr. Song!"

Song Xuan went to the hospital with Yang Zimei, who was five years old, to see Yang Qing. The purpose was to see what kind of parents were who gave birth to such gifted children. As a result, what he saw in the hospital was just an ordinary prim and poor rural primary school teacher, and he was secretly disappointed.

In the past ten years, there are too many people coming and going in front of his shop. Yang Qing's extremely ordinary face has been gradually forgotten by him.

Therefore, he did not recognize Yang Qing, just thought it was a person who knew him, and then he nodded with a smile, "Hello!"

"Thank you, Mr. Song."

Song Xuan is Yang Zimei's antique teacher. Yang Qing has always wanted to find a chance to thank him, but he was afraid that he would be too bold and delayed. Now he can meet him occasionally, and he will be grateful.

Song Xuan looked at Yang Qing and asked, "this gentleman, why do you want to thank me?"

"Ha ha, Mr. Song didn't remember. I'm Yang Qing, the father of Yang Zimei. Thank you for teaching her so that she can appreciate antiques and become an elegant person."

Yang Qing said with a smile.

It turns out that this is Yang Zimei's father. Song Xuan looks at Yang Qing in front of him and overlaps his memory in the hospital ten years ago.

Ten years ago, Yang Qing, who was lying in the hospital, looked sad, thin and timid. Now, he is full of energy, his face is ruddy, and his smile is relaxed, which is quite different.

Hearing that it was Yang Zimei's father, song Xuan didn't dare to neglect him. He quickly started to smile and took the initiative to hold Yang Qing's hand. "Mr. Yang, I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you."

"It's OK. It's OK."

Yang Qing shook his head with a smile, "does Mr. Song want to find our girl?"

"Well, there's something I want to discuss with her. Does Mr. Yang live with Xiaomei? " Song Xuan asked.

"It's not convenient for Niu Niu to live with us. She bought us another house. It's over there."

Yang Qing points to his house road.

"That's good. Xiaomei is very sensible and filial. Mr. Yang is very lucky to have a daughter like Xiaomei." Song Xuan nodded.

Hearing that he was praising his daughter, Yang Qing's face glowed with pride and sighed, "yes, my useless father has made her suffer a lot. As a result, she has to rely on her to make her family live such a happy life. I don't know how many blessings have been cultivated to build such a daughter. I'm really grateful."

Song Xuan laughed. He didn't have much time to talk to Yang Qingke. He said, "Miss Yang, I'm looking for Xiaomei. Is she at home?"

"At home, I just saw her come out."

Yang Qing hurriedly said, "then I won't disturb you. You can go in and meet Niuniu. When you are free, I'll treat you to a cup of tea and thank you for taking care of Niu Niu."

Song Xuan narrowed his eyes and laughed. "Mr. Yang is polite. I'm just Xiaomei's mister. What she knows is that she taught herself by herself. In terms of care, she takes care of me more."

"Oh, Mr. Song is modest."

Yang Qing went to the gate of the mansion, knocked on the door and called, "Niu Niu, open the door quickly. Your Mr. Song is coming."

"Thank you, Mr. Yang."

"No thanks. I'll go first. Goodbye, Mr. Song."

Yang Qing waved away.

Looking at Yang Qing's brisk and vigorous steps, song xuanxinsheng sighs that without Yang Zimei, her family could not have been in such a situation.

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