As he got closer to the airport, Yuan Yi's sitting posture became more and more serious. His straight back was as stiff as a stone statue. In order to ease his nervousness, Yan Xi had to find a topic to distract him.
"Why do you think of having someone bring me lunch at noon today?" In Yuan Yi's way of doing things, if he really encounters something delicious, he should choose to take her to eat next time instead of letting the driver drive so far. , just to give her a box of lunch. He is not the kind of person who does things regardless of influence. The TV station people are talkative, and the behavior of delivering meals and flowers may seem like a show of affection in the eyes of those who have a good relationship, but in the eyes of some other people, I am afraid it will become Stinking and showing off, it is inevitable that someone will make irresponsible remarks.
Although Yuan Xiaoer's mouth is awkward, he has his own set of behaviors in his bones.
"I just thought you might like it," Yuan Yi didn't expect Yan Xi to think of this. "There's no reason."
"There's no reason?" Yan Xi looked at Yuan Yi, and only smiled after he felt uncomfortable, "I thought you were worried about me, because I was afraid that others would think that I had lost your favor, so I let him People bring lunch and flowers."
"I'm not a bitch, how can I think about this," Yuan Yi lowered his head to see Yan Xi still looking at himself, pulled a suit jacket, and said with a sullen face, "You women are so troublesome, you just like to think about it when you have nothing to do."
Yan Xi laughed and turned to look out the window, "The airport is coming soon."
Yuan Yi saw the buildings of the Imperial Capital Airport from a distance, his cheeks tightened even more.
"Old Song, it's hard to come back to China, why don't you go out for a drink in the evening?" A certain boss of the delegation patted Song Hai's shoulder, "It's been a long time since I've been out, and at night I dream of eating at home, the so-called Chinese food outside. , it's not as good as what I cook at home."
"Pharaoh, are you still cooking at home?" Another boss joked, "I really can't tell, so you still hide it."
"Go, go, I can cook but that doesn't mean I have to cook at home."
Several men boasted to each other about their status at home, saying that one wife dared not say the other, and after joking for a long time, seeing that Song Hai didn't speak, they asked curiously, "Old Song, let's go and relax together tonight."
"Go on, my daughter is coming to pick me up and take me home. I'm a child. I must be reluctant to not see my father for so many days." Song Hai smiled helplessly, "I'm just such a daughter, I'm willing to be there. Make her sad."
"It's still the filial daughter of the old Song family, and the old man who went abroad for less than a month will come to pick him up eagerly." The boss surnamed Wang was both envious and jealous, "The daughter is still caring, she's not like a stinky boy in my family, not a day goes by. It's peace of mind."
Soon the topic of these successful people turned to their children, and they started the game of complaining about their children. Song Hai had no opinion on this, but was secretly proud that his good daughter could kill everything in seconds.
However, after he walked out of the airport and saw the man beside his daughter, this complacent mood suddenly turned into a punctured balloon and disappeared without a trace.
"Dad," Yan Xi saw Song Hai come out, stretched out his hand and waved at him, "I'm here."
Song Hai glanced at his daughter and fell on the young man standing beside her. He knew this man, and the thigh he hugged not long ago was the second young master of the Yuan family, the boss of Hengtai, Yuan Yi.
Although her daughter was standing side by side with this man, she didn't have any overly intimate behavior, but Song Hai just glanced at it and noticed something was wrong.
Yuan Yi has plans for his daughter.
Turning around to say goodbye to the colleagues and leaders of the delegation, everyone saw that Song Hai didn't lie, his daughter did come to pick him up, so everyone joked a few times, and didn't force him to go to dinner and drink.
After walking a few steps, one of the bosses said, "Do you think the young people around Mr. Song's daughter are familiar?"
"It seems a little familiar." President Wang looked back several times, squinting and said, "That seems to be the second child of the Yuan family."
"Which original home?"
"Which original family is there in our imperial capital?"
Only then did the bosses react, and secretly cursed in their hearts, Lao Song, the fox, got on the big boat of the Yuan family without a sound. No wonder he was able to win the cooperation project with Hengtai some time ago.
"Dad," Yan Xi took Song Hai's arm, "Yuan Yi and I have booked a table banquet at the hotel to catch the wind and dust for you."
Song Hai smiled and looked at Yuan Yi: "Mr. Yuan is too polite, how can I let you spend money. I'm a rough man, and I don't pay attention to those scenes. It's better to go home and finish the noodles when you eat out."
"That's fine," Yan Xi bent down and snatched the suitcase from Song Hai's hand and stuffed it into Yuan Yi's hand, "I'll go back and make it for you."
"When our father and daughter eat noodles, we won't feel wronged that President Yuan will endure hardship with us." Song Hai wanted to snatch his suitcase back, "Boss Yuan, please come back."
"Let him carry it." Yan Xi grabbed Song Hai's arm and shook it, "He is young and powerful."
Yuan Yi nodded: "Uncle, I don't choose to eat."
Song Hai: I don't really care if you are picky about your meals.
When they got into the car, the three of them sat in the back seat of the car, Yan Xi sat in the middle, Song Haiyuan Yi sat on both sides, and there was an indescribable seriousness between the two men.
Yan Xi ignored them and took a box of yogurt from the small refrigerator for himself. The dishes at noon were a bit salty.
Judging by how familiar his daughter was with this car, Song Hai felt as if the river had burst its banks, and it was too complicated to describe. Countless thoughts went through his mind, but looking at his daughter's relaxed appearance, he didn't say anything embarrassing.
Yuan Yi has never thought about pleasing his elders since he was a child. For the first time in the world today, there are all kinds of things that he thought about before coming, but now he can't say a word.
"Uncle," Yuan Yi said in the quiet compartment, "Is the inspection work going well outside?"
Song Hai was silent for two seconds, then replied, "Not bad, there is a lot of room for cooperation in some industries, but some conditions are not yet mature, and everyone is worried about the risks. I am in my early fifties, and I just want to I will not try this kind of risky investment to keep the family business firmly and save for Yan Yan."
Song Hai is very aware of his abilities. He has never been a rash person. It is not too humiliating to admit that he is a conservative person: "The future belongs to young people, and my vision has not kept up with the times. The next time I go abroad, it can only be said that I went abroad to gain knowledge.”
Yuan Yi discovered that Song Hai and his father were two completely opposite people. When his father was young, he acted very recklessly. Although Changfeng is now in charge of the elder brother, his father was still often dissatisfied with the decision made by the elder brother. Later, the eldest brother got angry, and the father and son broke out into a big conflict, and the situation improved a lot.
But the desire for control in his father's bones was actually not much better.
"Uncle started from scratch and built such a big company. Many people can't keep up." Yuan Yi complimented Song Hai, "You are too modest."
"Counting back a few generations, who didn't start from scratch," Song Hai laughed, "It's nothing special to start a business, but a family like your original family that has been passed down for hundreds of years is truly remarkable. We, the upstarts, are the same as your original family. , there is absolutely no comparison.”
Yan Xi finished drinking a bottle of yogurt and began to eat chocolate, as if she could not understand the conversation between the two men.
"It's all thanks to my ancestors," Yuan Yi put the empty yogurt bottle into the garbage bag next to him, took out a handkerchief and handed it to Yan Xi, and continued to talk to Song Hai, "Hengtai is my own business, I manage the company myself, Only then did I know that starting a business is not easy. But relying on yourself is more confident than relying on family meals.”
A smile finally appeared on Song Hai's face: "This is right, relying on yourself is your true ability, and you can be your own master."
Although he didn't have much dealings with the wealthy family, he understood the pride in the bones of the wealthy family, so when he saw that his daughter had a relationship with Yuan Yi, the first thing he thought about was whether her daughter would be wronged. The son of a colleague in the industry married an actress and went home. The actress seemed to be married to a rich man, but in fact, she was not welcomed by the husband's parents, and her life was not very good.
Although their family is also rich, they are very different from the Yuan family. If Yuan Yi can't be the master, even if the daughter can marry and enter the door, life will not be too happy. However, this Yuan Yi is a young man with ideas, stronger than those rich second-generation who rely on their parents for food and drink, and who can't do everything.
The car drove into the Song family's villa, and when he got out of the car, Yan Xi knew how much Yuan Yi had bought.
The back compartment was full of gifts, and those who didn't know they thought they were going to open a supermarket.
"I don't know what my uncle likes, so I just bought some greeting gifts. I hope my uncle doesn't dislike it." Yuan Yi and the driver took out the large and small gift boxes from the trunk and placed them all over the place.
This reminded Song Hai of himself when he saw his father-in-law and mother-in-law back then. At that time, he didn't have much money in his pocket, but he was worried that his father-in-law and mother-in-law would not be satisfied with him, so he bought everything that was said to be able to please the elders on the market.
More than 20 years later, the person who was uneasy back then turned into a stinky boy who pursued his daughter.
He doesn't care about this pile of gifts, but he does not care about this cautious mind.
Only when a man cares about a woman will he rack his brains to please a woman's elders. Because of love, I am afraid that the elders will not like it, and because of fear, I am uneasy.
"Come here, why do you buy so many things?" Song Hai saw that there were so many things that Yuan Yi and the driver couldn't finish it, so he bent down and carried a few large boxes to the front, "Come in."
Yan Xi saw that Yuan Yi's hands were full of things, and he couldn't even walk. He secretly fell behind two steps and wanted to help him carry it.
"No, how can a man let a woman do something like this." Yuan Yi didn't let Yan Xi help him with it, "You're still wearing high heels, walk well."
Yan Xi looked at him with a half-smile, if his face wasn't so red and blue veins didn't pop out, this would probably be more convincing.
But Yan Xi didn't insist. At this time, she helped Yuan Yi too much, and her father should be unhappy when she turned around.
The four entered the door, Yan Xi invited the driver to stay for dinner, but the driver refused and left in a hurry. If he stayed at this time, he probably wanted to be unemployed.
"Dad, sit with Yuan Xiaoer for a while, and I'll cook the noodles." Yan Xi's cooking skills are average, but his cooking skills are not bad.
"Uncle, I'm going to help." Yuan Yi handed the remote control to Song Hai, got up and followed Yan Xi into the kitchen.
Song Hai looked at his back and turned on the TV, but his attention drifted to the kitchen door.
"What are you doing following up?" Seeing Yuan Yi coming in, Yan Xi laughed, "You can cook?"
"No," Yuan Yi blushed and turned his head, "I'm a big man, I can't let you do things alone, watch TV by yourself."
Amused by his words, Yan Xi shoved him a handful of shallots and a few cloves of garlic: "Then help me sort this out."
Taking the shallots that were still stained with soil, Yuan Yi saw that Yanxi lowered his head to wash the pot, sneaked out his mobile phone, and began to search the Internet for how to deal with the shallots and garlic used for noodles.
Thanks to the almighty network, Yuan Er Shao, who knows no difference between grains, knows how to deal with these things.
"Speaking of which, aren't the big men paying attention to the fact that men can't cook?" Yan Xi dried the water in his hands and turned on the fire to boil the water. "What kind of big men are you big men when you enter the kitchen?"
"What kind of man is that," Yuan Yi said, being pierced by Yan Xi's mind, a little embarrassed, "What is the era, and of course the conditions of the man have to be updated."
"Oh."
"Oh what?" Yuan Yi felt that he was having a hard time with his face.
"I just got it," Yan Xi turned to him and smiled brightly, "You are a good man in the new era."
Yuan Yi snorted: "It's good to know, if you have a good man like me chasing you, you should stop looking at other men." Especially the hypocritical villains of the Song Dynasty.
Yan Xi laughed lightly, seeing Yuan Yi squatting awkwardly beside the trash can peeling garlic, he was about 1.8 meters tall, and it was cute curled up there.
Before the water boiled, Yan Xi began to wash vegetables and meat. When cutting vegetables, Yuan Yi saw that the knife in Yan Xi's hand was shining with silver light, flying up and down, and he didn't even dare to let out the air, for fear that she would accidentally cut her fair and tender fingers.
Her fingers are so thin and tender, will they be gone with a knife
Seeing that Yan Xi finally finished cutting the meat and vegetables, Yuan Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief and continued to lower his head to peel the garlic. He wasted a lot of time on a few cloves of garlic and scallions, but he managed it very cleanly. Even the little black spots on the heads of the garlic cloves were pinched off by him.
"It's very clean." Yan Xi took the onion and garlic and praised Yuan Yi.
Yuan Yi snorted softly, "What's so difficult about such a trivial matter."
Yan Xi cut the shallot with half of its leaves cut off and nodded with a smile, "Mmmm."
After frying two dishes, the water boiled, and Yanxi began to go down. Yuan Yi saw that she was skilled in her movements, and seemed to have done it countless times.
After the noodles were out of the pot, Yuan Yi saw that she was going to the noodles, and hurriedly said, "Don't move, I'll come."
After he finished speaking, he was about to reach out to hold the bowl. The moment he touched the bowl, his index finger was instantly scalded red.
"Hey!" Yan Xi took his hand under the faucet and flushed it with cold water. After seeing that his fingers were only slightly red, he breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and blew on his index finger, "Put on heat-insulating gloves. End again."
Yuan Yi, who had failed in front of his girlfriend, was originally in a low mood, but seeing Yan Xi worried about his appearance, he suddenly felt that it was worthwhile to get hot twice.
Hearing the movement in the kitchen, Song Hai, who was about to come in to take a look, walked to the door and did not go in.
He wiped his face and sat back on the sofa with some resignation.
Don't leave it for too long, it will be mushy!