Shiyi cooperated with her, trying the dresses one by one, finally remembering that he never asked the girl's name.
"My name is Wang Man," Wang Man took a closer look at the dress on her, Nunu's mouth, and motioned to her to look in the mirror. "No wonder the mother-in-law said that the eldest master treats you too well. You are the only one in their family. Girls wearing cheongsam in public."
"Do you have to wear a cheongsam?" She was strange.
But thinking about it, the first time I saw his mother, and later when I ate at the Jinshan Temple, I saw his cousin and a brother-in-law, it seemed that they were all cheongsams. No matter what kind of clothing or style, you can't escape the shackles of old-fashioned cheongsam.
"I just heard my mother-in-law talk about it. Zhong Ding's family has many rules, so it's boring to make clothes for their family."
Looking at the cuffs of the dress, Wang Man seemed to be thinking about subtracting those decorations.
Beauty does not need to be decorated too much, minimalism is the best choice.
In the end, Shi Yi finally picked a dress, which rarely showed her small legs, but the sleeves were already as long as her forearms.
The most important thing is that it looks very much like a cheongsam...
Wang Man saw what she meant, and couldn't help but laugh, and asked people to remove the screen. Just now, when she wanted to see Zhou Shengchen, she heard her mobile phone ringing. Shi Yi picked up the phone from the table and walked to the glass to answer the call. After the call was connected, he heard a man's voice and coughed gently.
She turned her head, and a man and a woman stood at the door.
Strange faces.
This is not surprising. After she was with him, she always saw strange faces. What was really weird was that Wang Man's stunned expression fell on the young man. Shi Yi followed her gaze and looked over. The man was wearing light-colored trousers, a green plaid shirt and a black suit.
Because of the height advantage, the green frivolity was suppressed.
On the contrary, it is free and random.
The young man nodded lightly to Wang Man, and moved his gaze to Shi Yi: "I guess, this beautiful and surprising young lady must be my brother's fiancée, right?"
Shiyi was a little surprised, but he still nodded and replied: "Hello, I am Shiyi."
"Hello," the young man walked over, stretched out his arm, and gave her a very warm hug when she just reached out to shake hands and greeted her, "I am Zhou Wenchuan, and Zhou Shengchen is my brother."
This man actually speaks rusty Chinese.
It's not like Zhou Shengchen at all.
However, Shi Yi still recognized that he had their mother's eyes, eyes raised diagonally.
It turns out that this is what he mentioned, one of the twins. Zhou Wenchuan.
When the two were separated, Zhou Wenchuan waved to his female partner and told her: "This is my wife, Jiaren Tong." Jiaren Tong walked towards her, but was not as enthusiastic as Zhou Wenchuan, but simply shook hands with her. Let go.
Some indifferent people even have slight hostility.
Shi Yi didn't understand why the atmosphere in the room was so strange.
Just as she hesitated, in what capacity was she to entertain them, the door of the small meeting room was suddenly opened from the inside, as if he had also heard the outside voice. The men sitting or standing inside are all black suits, rigorously as if negotiating life and death. Zhou Shengchen walked out and people closed the door.
He was not wearing a coat, a button was unbuttoned on the collar of his shirt, and he was still holding his glasses in his right hand. He raised his eyes slightly and saw a few people in the study, his gaze naturally fell on Shi Yi: "It looks good."
Shi Yi smiled, and if he has time to speak in the future, Wang Man has already exhaled: "Just look good."
She seemed unwilling to stay for a long time, and quickly let the people in her family clean up everything.
When leaving, Zhou Shengchen suddenly spoke and asked Wang Man to stay and have dinner together: "You and Wenchuan have known each other since childhood. They should have not seen each other for many years?" Wang Man glanced at Zhou Wenchuan: "Almost, it looks like three or four years. ."
"Really?" Zhou Wenchuan thought for a while, "almost."
I have taken it for a while, and there is no more tiring description.
Dinner was eaten at home. After dinner, a few people sat in the courtyard chatting, Shi Yi unexpectedly heard that Tong Jiaren and Zhou Shengchen had been alumni. The two are not much younger, but when Wenyin entered the school, he had already received a doctorate.
"According to the IQ test standards of the'Stanford-Binet Scale', my brother is a 190-point genius," Zhou Wenchuan laughed, putting his left leg on his right leg, "I received an invitation for advanced studies at the age of 12, 14 Entered university at the age of 19 and received a PhD in chemical engineering at the age of 19."
Wang Man chuckled softly: "You show off your brother, you have heard that people's ears are numb."
Zhou Wenchuan shook his head and smiled.
Wang Man continued: “In the Guinness Book of World Records, the smartest person in the world is not a young man. He speaks four languages at the age of 2, audits university courses at the age of 4, and gets a PhD in physics at the age of 15.”
Zhou Wenchuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Little girl, you have always opposed me."
Shiyi can't help but tolerate his laughter.
But the person at the center of the topic is not too involved. Shi Yi Yu Guangli looked at him and guessed whether he was thinking about the research projects in Xi'an or about his family. It seems to be so interesting. He can calm down, stay with him, let himself look at him from time to time, guessing his thoughts wildly.
The thoughts of the times are withdrawn.
Unexpectedly, she saw Jiaren Tong cleverly avert her eyes.
The direction she looked was only sitting Shiyi and Zhou Shengchen.
I don't know if it's her or him.
Those two people who were arguing about IQ have already shifted the topic to moxibustion. Wang Man is talking about returning from London and getting rid of the obesity-prone eating habits, but unexpectedly, he is a little fatter: "I am old. In the house, I did exercises until midnight every day, and in the morning it was yoga again. I didn’t eat a lot of staple food anymore. I didn’t expect it to be effective.”
Girls talk about slimming, that's it.
Regardless of whether you are a child of a family, or have a pair of hands that can sew heavenly clothes, you have to worry about obesity.
Zhou Wenchuan just smiled: "Be careful that your mother-in-law jumped out of a heart attack." He looked at the newlyweds beside him, "My dear, I remember you taught your cousin that there are methods of moxibustion and massage?"
Jiaren Tong was distracted, as if she hadn't heard her.
Zhou Wenchuan gently patted her arm with his hand, and said with a half smile, "What are you thinking about?"
"Ah? Ah nothing," Tong Jiaren looked at him questioningly, "What did you say?"
"I said, do you have any moxibustion and massage methods to lose weight?"
"It's not about weight loss, it's about promoting metabolism." Jiaren Tong put her finger on the midline of her abdomen, 3 inches below the umbilicus. "This is the Guanyuan point. Frequent moxibustion and massage can promote hydration and dampness, and promote kidney function. , To promote the health of the internal organs. Normally, the metabolism is good, the body will not have too much garbage and fat, and will not be obese. In terms of function, this is the healthiest way to lose weight." Tong Jia said The words are very kind, but there is a sense of alienation.