Staring at each other, secretly echoing Du Kang's words from the bottom of my heart—their burden of the idol of their little boy is indeed very serious.
"Just laugh it!" Du Kang couldn't help it anymore, his sturdy arm hooked Tao Mu's neck, his other paw purring and purring his hair, ruining Tao Mu's carefully crafted haircut with a cynical attitude: "I said You kid, this is going to take the idol road in our simple Jingying Academy! You kid! Go! The sword goes slanting, and you have a unique way! Everyone is a strong player with rules, so you have to take a different path, right? Let me look at your shoes. Are you wearing Smith Barney today? Do you still want to be an endorsement for others?"
Da Mao Xiaopang also booed next to him: "Hey, don't tell me, if Smith Barney really uses my brother Mu's contemporary spokesperson, it will be like my brother Mu's appearance, this sense of fashion, their sales will definitely rise!"
"Yan value?!" The three Wen Bao, who had never heard of this word, were stunned.
Xiaopang patiently explained: "It is the value of appearance. My brother Mu said that there is a scoring standard for everything these years. This face is also the same. You are handsome or not, whether you look good or not, all have a value."
"This word is a bit interesting!" Du Kang smiled suddenly: "Then you talk about my appearance, how many points can you score?"
Before Da Mao and Xiao Pang had time to reply, Chu Suian, who hadn't said much, suddenly said, "So what, doesn't it mean eating mutton? Where is this mutton made? Is the blood pure?"
This topic has also changed abruptly. A large group of people looked at each other and burst into laughter.
Unexpectedly, Chu Suian, who has thick eyebrows, big eyes, shyness and shyness, is actually of this sullen type! Sun Qi doesn't have to go home to pick it up.
Du Kang looked at Chu Suian with a thunderbolt, his incredulous appearance was full of comic effects.
Chu Suian looked up at the lines on the ceiling calmly, and turned his face away from time to time to discuss with his parents the decoration style of the hot pot restaurant, which was particularly royal. Especially the ceiling, is the pattern on it a bit like the ceiling of Prince Gong’s Mansion... In short, it looks like it has never been seen before. Pointing everywhere, just don't look at Dukang.
Wen Baoxiao's tears were about to come out. Finally brought a large group of people into the private room. Papa Wen, who had been in the back kitchen a long time ago, personally prepared slices of mutton for everyone. The slices of mutton rolls were cut as thin as cicada wings, and they could transmit light when they were lifted. In addition, the raw belly, beef fennel, frozen tofu, white radish, vermicelli, and various vegetables are also the freshest and most tender.
When the dishes were ready, Mr. Wen even specially opened two bottles of Moutai from the waiter and came to toast in person.
As a result, when I saw Mr. Song, who was pushed to the main position by everyone, he was shocked: "Master Song? Is it you Master Song? Hey, it's really you! This is a coincidence..."
Song Daojin squinted his eyes and looked at Papa Wen, unable to remember.
Who is this person
"You don't know me all the time?" Father Wen slapped his thigh with a distressed look: "I am Wen Aiguo, Wen Xiaojiu'er. Back in '68, I just joined Song Ji as an apprentice. Song Ji’s chef is still your grandfather. At that time, you were responsible for taking us disciples and grandchildren. My hand-shabu-shabu was still a craftsmanship that I learned from you. Later I heard that your family was corrupted by the grandson surnamed Yao, and the whole family was destroyed. Approved... You were also sent to Linhai Farm—"
"Oh!" Song Daozhen interrupted Wen Aiguo's words with a faint expression: "I remember. It's you."
Wen Aiguo also noticed that Song Daozhen didn't want to bring up the old things. He smiled immediately and greeted him very warmly: "I said, old man, you also try my craft today. See if you can get your old story."
With that said, he used his male chopsticks to pick up a piece of mutton, put it in the pot and rinsed it, and put it respectfully on the small dish in front of Song Daozhen.
Tao Mu took the leek flower, tofu ru, sesame paste, soy sauce, chili oil and braised shrimp oil in front of him by a small spoonful respectively, and adjusted a bowl of dipping sauce for the master.
Wen Aiguo raised his hands extremely enthusiastically, bent over, smiled and said, "You always try it?"
Song Daozhen picked up the lamb and dipped it in a small bowl, put it in his mouth slowly and chewed it slowly, politely praised xi_ng: "Yes."
Wen Bao rolled his eyes and looked at Tao Mu with a smile: "It seems that we two are really fate. I
Dad actually knows your grandpa. According to the old saying, our two families are also friends of the world. "
"Yeah, it turns out that this young man is your grandson. This handsome eyebrows really look a bit like my senior brother." Wen Aiguo looked at Tao Mu, complimented him, and said with a smile: "You are the same as our Wen Bao. From the dormitory? Look at the fate of our family. You must come often from now on. Uncle will give you free."
Wen Bao saw that his father didn't seem to be clear, and couldn't help but mention: "This is my classmate Tao Mu, these two are Du Kang and Chu Suian."
Wen Aiguo was taken aback for a moment. What's the matter, this grandfather's surname is Song, why is his grandson's surname Tao? Isn't it a grandson, a grandson
During the period, Wen Bao introduced his father to the parents present here. When Dean Tao was introduced, Wen Aiguo suddenly realized. He looked at Dean Tao who was sitting next to Old Man Song, consciously guessing his eyebrows. He immediately smiled with joy, and asked cautiously: "This...Is this a teacher?" The old companion that the old man was looking for
Old man Song: "..."
Dean Tao: "..."
The other group of people eating melons: "..."
Old man Song "pushed" his chopsticks and scolded him sternly, "What nonsense! This is the dean of the orphanage."
"Ah? Oh, oh, oh," Wen Aiguo realized that he seemed to have misunderstood something. But he is also an old man in Shenfu Shopping Mall for many years, and he has a thick-skinned face. At the moment, as if nothing had happened, he toasted a glass of wine to apologize. Then he went out under the guise of being busy outside.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while.
The big guy looked at each other, and occasionally glanced at Song Daozhen, whose face was so heavy that he could drip ink.
Tao Mu gave a light cough and raised his wine glass to ask Chu Suian's parents: "Uncle and Auntie, how long can you stay in Yanjing this time? Have you visited Yanjing City?"
Mother Chu immediately replied: "I haven't had time to visit yet. I will report to An'an today. We were thinking about doing the serious things first, and then going around tomorrow, and then I will go back with the kid and his father. Allah. Ann, please take care of everyone."
"That's for sure. Uncles and aunts, don't worry." Tao Mu smiled and said, "It's better to be with my uncles and aunts tomorrow. Uncles and aunts are rare to come here. How come I, a local, must do my best as a landlord. "
After finishing speaking, he smiled and begged him Yaoge: "Yaoge, you can lend me the car tomorrow."
Liu Yao gave Tao Mu a squint, and teased their little boy with a smile, "It's okay to lend you a car. But do you have a driver's license?"
Tao Mu was startled when he heard the words, and then forgot about it.
It seems that a ticket must be tested as soon as possible, otherwise it would be too awkward.
Seeing their children staring blankly for a while, Liu Yao smiled and said, "I will let Dahui follow you tomorrow."
Chu Suian's parents repeatedly thanked: "I really trouble you."
"No trouble. No trouble." Meng Qi smiled and said: "Jingying has so many students, but these four children can get together in one dormitory. This is fate."
"That's true." Chu Suian's mother suddenly smiled and told her son: "An'an, you have to get along with your classmates in the future, do you know?"
Chu Suian was such a big person, and he had to be told of this kind of thing in front of so many people, and suddenly felt very shameless. Impatiently said: "Oh, I know. Mom, you eat vegetables. The lamb soup here is delicious. It is much more authentic than our Shanghai city. This lamb is not mutton at all. You can eat more."
Tao Mu smiled and asked Du Kang again: "You come to report, but your parents didn't come with you.