Chapter 533

The heavy snow showed no sign of slowing down, and was flying in succession, like white feathers falling all over the sky.

Due to the heavy snow, the sky was overcast. The anti-skid red carpet was paved under the porch, and the visibility was low. The red lanterns were hung at the gate under the eaves of the porch. The helpers shuttled between the kitchen and the Spring Festival Hall. The thin family was generous, the remuneration was high, and the old lady's longevity. Everyone's face was filled with a happy smile.

Outside the Spring Festival Hall is a garden full of red plum blossoms. Although it has passed the best plum blossom season and has the image of decay, after the nourishment of a heavy snow, the red meaning blooms again, like gorgeous fireworks, looking for a moment of amazement.

With the graceful style of red brick buildings and the elegant style of red tiles, the buildings are overlapped.

"Old lady, I'm here to celebrate your birthday." From a distance, I heard a loud voice. The wind and fire came from far and near.

The old lady sits in the yellow pear wood chair in the main hall, leaning on a red sandalwood leading crutch in her hand. She has a kind face, hale and hearty spirit and square temperament, which makes people respect.

"Is that Nana?"

Mao Nana came in with a smile, "old lady, I came without breakfast. I want to talk to the old lady. Don't think I'm cheeky. I'm here to eat."

"Whatever you say, Huai Qing, tell the kitchen to prepare rice. I remember Nana likes to eat Sanxian wonton, so she makes Sanxian wonton for her."

"You are really my aunt. Remember what I like to eat, aunt Shuang. I love you." Mao Nana went up and gave the old lady a big hug.

The old lady smiled and patted her back. When she touched her hand, she could not help frowning and said painfully, "Why are your hands so cold? Go to the next room to get warm."

"Then I'll talk to you later."

"No hurry."

Mao Nana was led next door by Huaiqing. Huaiqing handed her a hot water bag: "Miss Mao, warm your hands first."

Then she poured a cup of hot tea and put it on the table in front of her.

Mao Nana asked, "where's ajiang?"

Huaiqing's face hasn't changed. In a business tone: "miss a Jiang is not well yet. I'm afraid she can't entertain guests today. Please forgive me."

Mao Nana's frown could kill a fly: "he's not well yet? Isn't Bo YuXun a doctor? Why didn't he save his own sister?"

"I'm just a steward of the Bo family. How dare I talk about the owner's business."

Someone came to look for her. Huai Qing said excuse me, turned around and lifted the curtain and went out.

Mao Nana took a sip of hot tea and finally felt more comfortable.

She couldn't help thinking that after she came back from Jiangzhou, ajiang became ill and disappeared. She has been in good health for so many years with ajiang. She hasn't even had a head fever. Why did she suddenly become seriously ill?

That's weird.

Even if you are seriously ill, you can't help seeing someone. You always feel something wrong.

At this time, another voice came from the main hall, "old lady, how are you?"

This is Mrs. song's voice.

"These are two girls in my family. One is Huiren and the other is Jiaoren."

"Grandma Bo is well. I wish you both happiness and longevity and enjoy your family forever." A very gentle female voice.

"Hello, grandma Bo. I wish you success and all the best." A crisp little girl's voice.

The old lady smiled and nodded, "they are all good children."

Mao Nana tilted her lips. Mrs. song is famous for her small belly and chicken intestines. Song Huiren is her own daughter. She can take her wherever she goes. But Song Jiaoren, if she remembers correctly, is her husband's illegitimate daughter outside. Can she be generous enough to bring Mrs. Bo's birthday party? There must be a problem.

Mao Nana opened the curtain and looked at Song Jiaoren carefully. She found that she was obviously dressed up carefully. Her appearance was gentle and beautiful. She was the type of greenhouse flowers.

It seems that Mrs. song's intention is not wine.

Mrs. song came in with two girls and saw that Mao Nana was stunned. Her face was immediately filled with a smile: "Miss Mao came so early."

"It's late. I can catch a lunch."

The banquet of the Bo family was arranged in the evening. She was worried that ah Jiang came in advance. Mrs. song was so eager.

The servant put a bowl of wonton in front of Mao Nana and two delicious dishes.

Mao Nana was not polite either. She picked up her chopsticks and began to eat.

Mrs. song threw away her lips and her eyes fell on Song Jiaoren's face. As soon as Song Jiaoren's eyes shrunk, she subconsciously lowered her head and gripped the skirt with both hands.

Song Huiren blinked, "sister, is wonton delicious?"

Mao Nana smiled: "of course it's delicious. The chef of Dechang building made it himself. I can't eat it if I have money. Today, thanks to the blessing of the old lady, I'm full of food."

Mrs. Song said, "Hui people, come here."

Song Huiren obediently returned to Mrs. song. Mrs. song stared at Song Jiaoren, and Song Jiaoren bit his teeth. Suddenly, he covered his stomach and forbeared. He looked at the servant standing aside: "my stomach is a little uncomfortable. Can you take me to the bathroom?"

The servant led her away.

Open the curtain and bump into Ji Rouen. Song Jiaoren immediately retreats to one side. Ji Rouen glances at her and steps in with a smile.

Song Jiaoren secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at a pair of gentle smiling eyes.

Song Jiao was stunned. He immediately reflected the identity of the other party and shouted timidly, "Miss bo... Miss Bo."

The other party smiled and nodded, with excellent bearing, and passed her calmly.

Song Jiaoren subconsciously looked back at the back of the fiber show, and soon disappeared behind the curtain.

The only grandson of the Bo family was born with a proud daughter and willful capital. There should be no trouble in such a life.

Song Jiao had some inferiority complex in his heart. Thinking of Mrs. song's words, he bit his lip, lowered his head and left.

Ji Rouen said with a smile, "Mrs. song, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. The one just now is your eldest daughter. She looks really beautiful and has a bit of the charm of Mrs. song when she was young."

Mrs. Yu Du was so angry that she didn't laugh when she heard this

Who doesn't know that Bo Yujian is not Mrs. Bo's own son. She is destined to be regarded as a parent-child by the old lady. Ji Rouen is married high and doesn't clamp her tail. She dares to be a big tail wolf in front of her. She doesn't mind a few strange words.

The mistress of the Bo family who is really the master of the house has not married yet. She will cry at that time.

Ji Rouen listened to this, although he was unhappy, he was not stupid enough to show it on his face.

Mao Nana looked coldly at the war of words between the two women. Ji Rouen really came out of a small family. She hasn't changed her petty family spirit for more than ten years. She forgot that she was respected because of the identity of the eldest lady of the Bo family, not because her name was Ji Rouen.

If she speaks like this, she will offend others.

There will be a lot of celebrities and ladies coming today, and the scene will be more lively at that time. It would be good if ah Jiang was here. She can make friends with these celebrities and ladies with ease, which is totally beyond the communication stage of Ji Rouen.

Mrs. song drank tea silently, pulled back a game, and the corners of her mouth tilted slightly.

I hope the girl won't let her down.

Song Jiao looked at the plum blossom in the courtyard and exclaimed, "it's so beautiful."

This is her first visit to the Bo family. Unexpectedly, the Bo family has such a large quadrangle in the city center. It is not a matter of how much money, but a symbol of status.

The light went from east to West for a while. The toilet was behind the ear room in the West. There was a moon arch next to the ear room, and the two-story building in the backyard loomed in the snowflakes.

The front hall is the place to entertain guests, and the backyard is the host's resting place.

"Miss Song, the bathroom is here." The servant warned.

Song Jiaoren quickly took back his eyes, said sorry, and hurriedly bowed his head and walked in.

"Miss Song, the terrain here is complex. It's easy to get lost if you're not careful. Don't run around alone."

Song Jiaoren said in a jar, "thank you, I see."

With the passage of time, more and more guests arrived, including Qin Tian and Congyan of the Qin family, Xie Yun, Bai Ziyu of the Bai family, Qin Qiuxi, Bai Ziyan, Mrs. Bai and Bai Weining. There were more and more people in the living room and the atmosphere was more and more lively.

Liu Xiangyue and Wen Ruo met at the gate. Wen Ruo raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Professor Liu? I was impressed by your bead last time. Can you find the person you want to find if you give such a precious thing?"

The man has a long body, and the snowflakes are blowing all over his eyebrows, adding a little coldness to the light eye color.

"Found it."

"Oh? Congratulations to Professor Liu."

They walked into the main hall side by side. Wen Ruo said with a smile, "elder martial sister, how are you recently?"

Mrs. Bo smiled and said, "it's Wenruo. Come here."

Wen Ruo approached. Old lady Bo grabbed her hand and touched it in the palm of her hand. She touched several calluses.

"I don't know when I will return home. Come and see my old woman."

"Elder martial sister, it's my fault. As soon as I came back, I was pulled away by the literature and Art Committee. It's both an interview and an activity. I'm not free for a day."

Bo Lianye stood beside old lady Bo and whispered, "Hello, master Wen."

Wen Ruo glanced at her: "Miss Bo left a very deep impression on me at the auction of ink painting handed down last time. Indeed, she is worthy of being the granddaughter raised by the elder martial sister, quite a bit of the style of the elder martial sister in those days."

Mrs. Bo smiled. Before she spoke, Ji Rouen suddenly jumped out and said, "it turns out that master Wen Ruo is my mother's younger martial sister. Master Wen is the most worshipped lotus leaf in our family. I heard that master Wen is recruiting closed disciples recently. What do you think of our lotus leaf? I'm sure it won't tarnish your reputation..."

Old lady Bo still smiled faintly at the corners of her mouth. She couldn't see whether she was happy or unhappy. She directly interrupted Ji Rouen's words, "the inheritance of the school pays attention to a word of fate. Although lotus leaves have talent, they are not suitable for this way. I heard that at the auction that day, a young girl wrote a pure white body? The young man's nature is really extraordinary, and she is suitable for taking your mantle."

Ji Rouen held her breath. Is there nothing wrong with the old woman's brain? Is there a good thing to help an outsider instead of thinking about your granddaughter? Are you old and confused?

Thin lotus leaf pursed her lips and said before Ji Rouen said, "Grandma's consideration is to make master Wen laugh."

Wen Ruo waved his hand and said, "elder martial sister, you really should see that girl. On her, I saw your shadow when you were young. If you were younger, it would be suitable to take her as an apprentice."

Thin lotus leaves hang down their eyes and clench their hands on their sides.

Old lady Bo smiled and shook her head at the speech.

"Old lady, Xiangyue wishes you a happy birthday."

The smile on the old lady's face was stiff for a moment, and soon smiled as if nothing had happened: "it's Xiangyue, sit down."

After receiving the message from the Secretary, Bo Yujian said sorry to several male guests at the table, walked up to old lady Bo and said, "mother, Mr. Qu is coming. I'll meet him."

Old lady Bo said with a smile, "go."

Thin jade slips hurried away. Before leaving, she turned her head and glanced at thin lotus leaves.

Thin lotus leaves know and leave quietly from the other side.

Mrs. song frowned. The Song family has always stood aloof from the world and never participated in this kind of banquet. How

Not allowing her to think more, she saw that Bo Yujian came in with a dignified middle-aged man. The man was followed by a beautiful young man. He was stunned, but the eyebrow peak was too cold and three points cooler than the snow outside the door. Beauty is beautiful, but it made people shiver.

The boy led a little girl. The girl tied two lovely ox horn bags, tied two red silk ribbons, and wore a small red jacket and skirt. Her lips were red and her teeth were white, her eyebrows and eyes were flexible, and she was a new year picture doll. People couldn't help but want to pinch her white and ruddy face. It was so cute.

The little girl came in and trotted to Mrs. Bo. She made a bow like a model. Her little face was more festive and lovely, crispy and open against the collar.

"Grandma Bo, Hello, my name is Qu Youran. I wish you a happy birthday. May you have today every year and today every year and always be happy."

The little girl's voice is so cute. She looks smart and naive.

Mrs. Bo's smiling eyes narrowed into a seam. She couldn't help holding the little girl in her arms and touching her face with her fingers.

"Grandma's hands are rough. They don't hurt you, do they?"

The little girl raised her smiling face and said, "I know grandma likes me so much that she can touch me."

"The little girl is so lovely. Mr. Qu is blessed to have such a lovely daughter with him." Wen Ruo couldn't help praising.

Qu Feitai smiled and shook his head.

This girl is so good at capturing people's hearts.

Mrs. Bo smiled and said, "she is a beautiful and blessed little girl. Grandma likes you very much. Can you come and see grandma more in the future?"

Qu leisurely hugged the old lady with a smile: "great, I like Grandma too."

Old lady Bo hugged her and laughed.

Mrs. song looked at the dull song Huiren around her and sighed that they were all girls. Why is the gap so big.

This song Lanting is really powerful. She taught her daughter like a human spirit. She coaxed the old lady of the Bo family like something when she met for the first time. Who doesn't know that the old lady looks gentle and is actually the most difficult to approach.

Bo Yujian looked at the scene and lifted up her lips with a smile. At this time, the secretary walked quickly to him and whispered a few words.

The thin jade slips changed greatly. They turned to go. Suddenly they remembered Qu Lanting and said, "excuse me, Mr. Qu, Mrs. Cheng is coming."

The whole audience was surprised.

Old lady Bo really has face. The Qu family and the Cheng family came to congratulate her on her birthday.