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Looking at Song Qingqing's expression, Jiang Hao turned around to ask Shao Heng and Shixiang Shi, "Do you two know her?" What relative is your family? "

Si Shaoheng looked at Song Qingqing, who was chattering away with the staff member while shouting her name out loud. Taking a deep breath, he stood up and said a few words that were difficult to finish before turning to Jiang Hao, "Do you mind if there are two more people at the table?"

Song Qingqing was causing trouble in such a public place, and even mentioned by name that she was related to him. Shouting his name here, if he openly let someone kick her out, it would be the same as embarrassing, so he could only bring her in and make her shut her mouth.

"Ah, I don't mind, I don't mind!" Jiang Hao also knew that Si Shao Heng was in a difficult situation and quickly nodded his head, indicating for him to settle the matter. He then waited until Si Shao Heng had settled the matter before asking Xiao Tang in a low voice, "Hey, Xiao Tang, who's that?"

"..." "She's the daughter-in-law of aunt Shaoheng, my cousin, Song Qingqing, who's the same age as me. The cousin beside her is called Zhou Jianjun, and he's three years old."

He nodded and sighed as he withdrew his head. When Xiao Tang finished speaking, she couldn't help but add, "Moreover, I heard that this Song Qing's parents are from a good family and are also from the city. It's said that they are currently in high school."

"Someone from the city?" High school? You're still like this even after you've entered high school? " Jiang Hao recalled the scene of Song Qingqing shouting so loudly like a shrew swearing in the streets. He could not help but shake his head and said with a disdainful expression, "I thought it was some slut."

Hearing this, Xiao Tang raised his eyebrows and shrugged his shoulders. After a short while, Si Shaoheng brought Song Qingqing and Zhou Jianjun over and asked the waiter to add two chairs. Then, he returned to his seat and introduced Jiang Hao:

"Jiang Hao, let me introduce him. This is my cousin Song Qingqing, the same age as Xiao Tang. That's my cousin Zhou Jianjun over there, you can just call him brother Zhou. Cousin sister, cousin, this is Jiang Hao, the same age as me, he's my university classmate."

"Oh, oh, good morning Brother Zhou." Jiang Hao smiled as he shook Zhou Jianjun's hand. Zhou Jianjun shook it with both hands before returning to his seat. Song Qingqing looked at Jiang Hao's feminine and handsome face and immediately blushed as she greeted him, "Big Brother Jiang, just call me Qingqing."

"I know." Jiang Hao looked at Song Qingqing and gave a shallow smile. His tone was cold and indifferent, unlike the joke he made in front of Xiao Tang.

Song Qingqing looked at Jiang Hao with a reddened face. She awkwardly held Jiang Hao's hand and pretended to be close. "Little Tang, let's go get something to eat."

"I've already pinched her over here." Xiao Tang withdrew her hand without a trace, "You and your cousin can go pick up some things you like."

"Ah, so it's like this," Song Qingqing nodded. Seeing that Xiao Tang wasn't going and she wasn't going herself, she told Zhou Jianjun to go and pick up the dishes. While she was talking, Jiang Hao also grabbed a few dishes from Si Shaoheng, who was responsible for cooking the cold and hot dishes, and Jiang Hao, who was responsible for cooking the fruits.

Following the principle of taking less and less, Si Shaoheng and Jiang Hao each returned to their respective seats after receiving less.

The more Song Qing saw about Jiang Hao, the more she liked him, so she intentionally brought the chair closer to him and spoke to him: "What is Brother Jiang doing now? Xiao Tang even told me today that she was going to eat with Shao Heng and the other partners. So she was going to eat with Big Bro Jiang. Big Bro Jiang, you don't know, Xiao Tang and I … "

Song Qingqing was like a mother, rambling on and on about everything that she couldn't say, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone. It was only because of her relationship with Si Shaoheng that she became the director of the Vegetable Garden.

In this regard, Jiang Hao was in a bit of a dilemma. On the one hand, he hated Song Qingqing for forcing him to never finish his words, but on the other hand, he was afraid that Xiao Tang would be embarrassed, so even Zhou Jianjun felt that Song Qingqing's words were too excessive. He couldn't help but pull on Song Qingqing's sleeves, but Song Qingqing ignored him, continuing to eat her prawns while talking.

He wanted to change the topic, but he couldn't find anything to talk about in this short period of time. At this time, Xiao Tang looked up at Jiang Hao and said casually, "Big brother Jiang, during the Mid-Autumn Festival in September, our orchard would have more or less had the red rich people picked. I wonder how the taste like, should we come over and pick some?"

Red Fuji was very resistant to storage. If the storage was good, it could be stored until next June or July, so most of the time the red Fuji money bought on the market was pre-stored by the fruit vendors, not comparable to fresh ones.

Jiang Hao was a person who liked to eat fruits to begin with. With a pile of fruits in front of him, he was anxious to change the topic. Thus, he nodded his head and smiled at her.

"Alright then. Ai, since you've already said so, I'll pick it myself. After I pick it, you can ask your Shaoheng for money, but I won't give it to you. When the time comes, don't be unwilling to let me pick it."

"Of course there's no problem. In any case, whether or not he'll pay in the end has nothing to do with me." Little Tang said as she poked Si Shaoheng's arm, indicating that she didn't care about whether or not he would pay in the end.

Jiang Hao laughed heartily. The two of them chatted back and forth, and with Si Shaoheng's occasional conversation, the awkward atmosphere around the table gradually changed.

Song Qingqing watched as Little Tang, Jiang Hao, and Si Shaoheng happily chatted, and couldn't help but clench her fists. Her eyes were filled with jealousy, as though she was about to spit fire.

Why did Little Tang always have to stand in front of her?

Doing things was also right in front of Si Shaoheng, and now it was the same in front of Jiang Hao!

Why was it that everyone could only see Xiaotang, but could never see her?

She wanted to talk to Jiang Hao too, but Xiao Tang was always talking to Jiang Hao in front of her. How annoying.

Thinking of this, Song Qingqing couldn't help but tightly clench her chopsticks, and forcefully poke the steamed buns in her bowl. After a long while, she finally spoke to Jiang Hao again:

"Brother Jiang, which school did you attend in high school?" Are they here as well? "

"One High School …" Perhaps it was because Song Qingqing's question was easier to answer, Jiang Hao answered it concisely and then said no more. When Song Qingqing heard this, she immediately took the initiative to ask Shao Heng:

"Hey, Shaoheng, I remember that Shaoqi also went to high school, right? "Tsk tsk, if that's the case, then this year Shaoqi is already 18 years old and has already reached his second year of high school. Ai, how time passes so quickly?"

"Okay." Si Shaoheng nodded. Jiang Hao, who was at the side, couldn't help but ask him, "Yo, is your brother in high school too? "Then I'm his senior. I'll bring me to your house one day. Your little brother and I haven't seen each other in a long time, that brat definitely doesn't remember me!"

"Indeed, I haven't seen you in a long time. Who told you not to come?" He hasn't talked about you in years. " After he finished speaking, he lightly added, "I think I forgot."