The menu set by the chef of Beijing baiweiju was taken off the shelf, which confused the diners.

"What the hell did your chef do? He's crazy."

Peers were also dazzled and professional by a series of Sao operations of baiweiju.

"My chef felt that his cooking was poor and went out to study."

The diners were very moved and were particularly picky when they went to another house for dinner.

"You can't cook this dish well. Why can't you learn from the chef? People cook better than this and know to go out and study."

The colleagues wanted to beat Gu Baiwei for a while.

Gu Baiwei is excited every day in Los Angeles. Yang Song is like a mountain for him.

This mountain made him find his shortcomings and have a goal to move forward.

Even if Yang Song is absent, Gu Baiwei has been tireless in Luoyang.

"To brother song!"

"A toast to brother song to the moon!"

This is the first Mid Autumn Festival without Yang Song.

Friends received gifts from Yang Song, including every Yang Jiajun.

"Sleeping trough, am I dreaming? Brother song sent me moon cakes and a small refrigerator!"

"Yours is ice skin moon cake, mine is traditional lard moon cake, and my favorite is this five kernel moon cake."

"Mine are red bean paste and yellow lotus seed!"

……

Mid Autumn Festival, you have to eat moon cakes.

Chen Ming and his family ate hot pot together at this table, and each ate their own moon cakes.

"Sister in law, what did brother song send you?"

"Refrigerator." Meng Shihan said.

"A one meter eight refrigerator?" Chen Ming is suddenly a little excited. Does brother song have the same weight as his fiancee?

"Two meters."

"That's OK. It's just 0.2 more."

"Double door."

Come on!

Chen Ming seemed to hear his heartbroken voice.

That's twice as much, isn't it?

"He sent two." Meng Shihan is absolutely a heart piercing expert.

Chen Ming covers his heart and can't breathe with heartache.

Brother song broke his heart.

Yang Song couldn't help sneezing in the space.

"You have a cold?" Wu Chuang has finished his work in the morning and had lunch. Now he is taking a leisurely walk. Later, he can take a lunch break of 70 minutes. When he wakes up, he can go to the bathroom without burden and continue dancing.

"No, someone must be talking about me." Yang Song is not curious at all. He knows who is missing him.

I just didn't expect that Chen Ming's resentment was so strong that he could feel it in space.

Yang Song is clean after hiding in the space for a few days.

Those aunts and ladies should be able to stop.

"You can refuse directly, or pull a banner to tell them that you don't want to get married or fall in love at all."

"It's no use. Do you think they will reason with you? Naive!"

Yang Song is quite experienced in this: "you don't understand. As long as those women want it, they won't care whether you want it or not. If they give it, you must take it. It's best to thank them. I'm too experienced."

Besides, there are aunts this time.

"What's the matter with aunts? Can it be more difficult than little girls?"

"Don't underestimate women who have married and had children. Their combat effectiveness and viability are enough to develop a new planet."

According to Yang Song's experience, if there are only a group of little sisters opposite, he can drive them away, but there are countless aunts behind those little sisters.

So he's afraid of young and beautiful ladies?

How is that possible? He is also a handsome young brother.

He is afraid of those aunts.

It is said that women are unreasonable, but the realm of aunts is the realm of change. They have their own philosophy of life, can justify themselves and convince others with virtue.

Few adults can survive under their three inch tongue.

Young women are unreasonable. You can play rogue. The wrong reason of aunts is that you have to be obedient.

Yang Song has long removed the phenomenon and seen the essence.

So, he spent a lot of time.

"It's time for school. Aunts have to pick up the children, cook, clean and dance square dance. They don't have time to block me again."

Yang Song finally broke through the pass.

Before leaving, Wu Chuang was educated: "I'll give you two days off and go back to accompany your parents. It's best to find a girl to fall in love at first sight and fall in love well. You already have a stable income and can fall in love."

"How? Meet once a week? Boss, I think you're playing with me."

Before falling in love, Wu Chuang has thought that his love will eventually die of long-distance love.

"Don't worry about it. As long as you really meet the girl you like, I'll let you go in and out of here after work every day."

"Really?"

"It's quite true. You must find a virtuous little sister who loves you so much that you can work together."

"Originally, our company also arranged work for the family members. Thank you, boss."

"You're welcome. That's what I should do."

Yang Song touched his chin and thought, "animal husbandry can be expanded, and it's time to recruit novices."

After explaining everything, Yang Song returned to Yuanman street.

Sure enough, no aunt suddenly came out to introduce him.

It's nice to be able to walk quietly on the main road.

Yang Song enjoyed the peace of the moment.

"You finally appeared!" A roar came from afar, and then a figure rushed towards Yang Song.

The man's eyes were shining. When he saw Yang Song, he was going to grab his arm.

Yang Song took a step to the left. The man threw himself into the air. He also moved to the side and continued to pounce on Yang Song.

He pounced and Yang Song moved.

No matter how he pours, Yang song can just avoid each time, and only move a small step each time.

"You've had enough!" This person is Du Nanxing.

"You've had enough." Yang Song took another step aside: "just talk. Don't jump into my arms and don't always think about holding my arms, not my thighs."

Du Nanxing: "I'm afraid you run."

"What are you running for? Stand by yourself. If I really run, you can't run me."

Du Nanxing vigilantly observed Yang Song and found that he really didn't intend to run.

"Do you remember our agreement?"

Yang Song: "about eighteen years?"

"Then you have to find Xiao Longnv. Yang Guo is still waiting on the broken intestine cliff to jump."

Du Nanxing: "what's the mess? Yang Guo's little dragon daughter is about sixteen years."

"You also read Master Jin Yong's book. Which one do you like best?"

"I like the story of relying on heaven to kill dragons."

"I can't be a good friend anymore. I like the legend of Shooting Heroes."

Yang Song waved his hand and left.

Du Nanxing didn't stop him.

One, two, three, four, five!

"Wait a minute. I'm not talking about martial arts. It's about the Buddha jumping over the wall! I've found the best cook to make Buddha jumping over the wall." Du Nanxing said loudly.

Yang Song remembered that there was such a thing.

"Which chef?"

A man came out of the tea shop, which surprised Yang Song. He didn't expect to meet him on the perfect street.