Shen Mengfang disdained the voice to spread: "Oh, carrying bamboo leaf green to come, Gu camp commander you this is not to attach importance to our small ran ah."

Gu Jingxing's sweat was more fierce. He glanced at Song ran. Song ran chuckled and said, "Auntie Shen, you are too powerful."

It means that if you don't accept bamboo leaf green, then you are snobbish.

Song Guoqing smacked his lips and said nothing.

Song ran said, "I told the staff in the supply and marketing agency that my father's blood pressure is high. What kind of liquor can he drink? Zhuyeqing, recommended by the shop assistant, Jingxing is filial to my father. Unlike aunt Shen, you only want the most expensive, but don't consider my father's body."

Shen Mengfang suddenly became angry. How can she attack? Knowing how to talk can make her anxious and stop poking her father.

Song Guoqing coughed softly: "OK, OK, Gu Yingchang has a heart. Wu Ma, put the wine away. At noon, I'll drink the bamboo leaf green with Gu Yingchang."

Gu Jingxing carried a heart finally relaxed.

Song ran continued to act as a kind little cotton padded jacket, holding her father's hand to continue to act as a coquettish: "Dad, you have to drink less, you are a three high crowd, you must be moderate, you know?"

Song Guoqing Music: "a drink, a drink."

Song ran and Gu Jing are walking at the back of the dining room. Song ran wants to hook Gu Jingxing's hand quietly. Gu Jingxing taps her and presses her down. She is too intimate with his daughter-in-law in the future. Isn't this an early death sentence? Gu Jingxing told himself to restrain and endure.

Song ran looked at him wrongly and murmured: "hum, I've saved you money. You don't even let me touch it."

Gu Jingxing couldn't laugh or cry, and whispered: "in front of your father, no way."

Song Guoqing called out to them, "what are they whispering about? Come and have a seat

Wen Huihui is familiar with the way. She sits down to the second seat in the south of the long table. She usually sits in Song Guoqing. The first seat in the South belongs to song ran. Wen Huihui often comes to the Song family. Because she and song ran have a good relationship, they all eat next to song ran.

Seeing this, song ran walked over, put his elbow on the back of the chair and said with a smile, "Huihui, you can sit next to Aunt Shen. This seat belongs to my family."

Wen Huihui's face was so hard to see that she sat down on the opposite side of the room.

Shen Mengfang laughed again: "Oh, this has not been married, one by one my family scenery, my home scenery, said that out of fear of others to make fun of."

Song ran took Gu Jingxing to sit down. She raised her eyes and glanced at Shen Mengfang. Her smile seemed to be absent: "it's Auntie Shen. She's out. She never said song or national day. You don't care about my father. Aunt Tao, who made hair in Shuangcha Lane last time, said that when you mentioned my father, there was no love in her eyes."

Shen Mengfang is like a big enemy. How can she always feel that she has seen through her appearance? It's impossible. She's a straight mouth and likes to hit her.

She calmed down her emotions and said in a coquettish voice: "Oh, my father and I are old wives. What kind of love do not love?"

Song ran snorted and chuckled: "the old man and wife are called after five years of marriage? I thought it would take at least 50 years to be an old man and wife. "