Because the first encounter scene in the advertisement was on a street abroad, for the sake of authenticity, after filming other scenes, the entire production team went abroad together to film the beautiful and romantic first meeting of the male and female protagonists.
Sheng Jiaoyang was busy filming commercials and hadn't been home for several days. When she returned home, she found that there were many people at home. Xu Qing and Li Weiwei were back, as well as the Xu family.
"Jiaojiao." Xu Qing shouted happily.
"You guys are back?" Sheng Jiaoyang glanced at Li Weiwei who was chatting with Xu Ze. She originally thought that the couple would stay at Li's house for the New Year.
"I said I missed you, so Vicky took me back. We decided to spend the New Year here this year." Xu Qing's brows were filled with a gentle smile.
"Why are they here?"
"After I came back today, I called your uncle and told them that I had brought them gifts and would deliver them to them tomorrow, but your aunt said they would come and get them themselves."
Sheng Jiaoyang nodded, walked towards Mr. Yang, and heard Liang Dahui praising cousin Xu Qi towards the old man.
"...My Qiqi is very filial. Every time she goes, she will remember to buy gifts for the elders in the family. Whoever is kind to him will receive ten points in return, so I feel very relieved about my Qiqi."
"What are you talking about?"
Liang Dahui saw her and said enthusiastically with a smile on his face: "Jiaojiao is back, have you been busy recently? We have all watched the TV series you acted in, and they were very exciting. Qiqi and the others even went to the cinema to watch them. Your movie."
"When are your cousin and cousin going to get married?" Sheng Jiaoyang did not follow her words.
Liang Dahui turned to look at Zhang Aiyan, who was happily holding a set of skin care products bought by Xu Qing. His eyes darkened and he said with a stiff smile: "They are still young, there is no rush! We can wait until Qiqi's job is stable before getting married." Not too late."
Sheng Jiaoyang nodded, looked at Mr. Yang and said, "Grandpa, I'll go up and change clothes first."
"Well, come down quickly and get ready for dinner."
By the time Sheng Jiaoyang changed into home clothes, everyone was already seated in the restaurant.
"Mom, here" Xiao An waved to her, there was still a seat next to him.
Sheng Jiaoyang glanced at the others, walked over and sat down.
"Our big family is very lively now. I don't think it's better for us to spend the New Year together. It's lively! What do you think, old man?" Liang Dahui said.
There is indeed a big family now, and the long table is full of people. Not to mention anything else, just looking at the number of people makes it feel lively.
Mr. Yang had a smile on his face and did not refuse Liang Dahui's proposal: "Okay."
Liang Dahui looked happy and quickly said to Xu Qi, who was sitting on the other side of Mr. Yang: "Qiqi, pick up some food for Mr. Yang."
"I know." Xu Qi nodded.
"Grandpa, where is An Jing?" Sheng Jiaoyang felt strange when he saw Xu Qi sitting on the other side of the old man but not An Jing.
"He went to inspect the investment project in person and should be back tomorrow."
"oh."
Liang Dahui rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Thanks to Mr. An for meeting the old man, he was able to take charge of his own business at such a young age. It's a pity that my Qiqi, although she has the ability, didn't meet a good Bole, alas. , and I don’t know when he will become a person like Mr. An.”
"Everyone has their own destiny. Auntie, don't worry about your cousin. With his character, he may not want to be like An Jing." Sheng Jiaoyang said with a half-smile.
The corners of Liang Dahui's lips dropped, and she secretly resented that Xu Qing's daughter really didn't care about her family ties as much as Xu Qing did. She didn't even help her cousin, but only made sarcastic remarks!
"Jiaojiao, you haven't gone to work yet, so you think very naively. Nowadays, who doesn't want to be a useful person on his own, but some people can't do it not because they don't have the ability, but because they don't have the opportunity."
"Mom, Jiaojiao isn't at work. Filming is also work!" Zhang Aiyan retorted before Sheng Jiaoyang could speak.
Liang Dahui glared at Zhang Aiyan, becoming more and more dissatisfied with her daughter-in-law. Fortunately, it was just an engagement. If her son got divorced in the future, wouldn't he have to pay half of the family property? Mr. Yang has so much property, why should he give away half of it? To this stupid woman.
"Old man, can you find a good job for our Qiqi?" Liang Dahui asked straight to the point.
Mr. Yang calmly finished chewing the food in his mouth and asked, "Then what kind of job do you think is a good job?"
Of course, a good job is a job that can inherit your wealth. Liang Dahui had a thought in his mind and said without changing his expression: "Old man, if you think it's good, then it must be good."
Mr. Yang smiled. He glanced at Liang Dahui meaningfully, looked at Xu Qi, and said, "What do you think?"
"I, I don't know either." Xu Qi mumbled back.
As his mother said, everyone wants to be a person who can stand alone, and he wants to do it too, but he knows his own strengths, whether he is good at writing or dancing, but he really doesn't know what position is suitable for him.
"Do you want to start from the grassroots level?" Mr. Yang asked.
As soon as he heard the word grassroots, Liang Dahui became anxious, "Old man, is it a bit over-qualified for someone as outstanding as my Qiqi to be placed at the grassroots level?"
Mr. Yang ignored Liang Dahui's words and only asked Xu Qi: "Do you want to do it?"
"Just tell your truest thoughts. Your life is still long, and you have to go on by yourself." Mr. Yang's tone was very kind, making people want to tell his true thoughts.
Xu Qi glanced at the people present and whispered: "I don't want to."
Liang Dahui breathed a sigh of relief.
Xu Ze looked at his son and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he said nothing.
"The grassroots are indeed suffering a bit." Mr. Yang sighed and said no more.
Sheng Jiaoyang looked at Xu Qi, who had a look of regret on his face, twitched the corner of his mouth, and looked away to pick up food for Xiao An.
"Old man..." Seeing that Mr. Yang had nothing to say, Liang Dahui felt unwilling.
"Eat quickly, or the food will get cold." Xu Ze interrupted his wife.
Liang Dahui glared at Xu Ze and muttered to himself that there was no future.
After dinner, Mr. Yang sent a driver to take the Xu family back.
"Dad, don't worry. Qiqi has never suffered, so I can't see your intentions." Xu Qing said to Mr. Yang with some anxiety.
"Everyone has their own ideas. What should I care about? It's just that there is no suitable position for him."
Xu Qing looked at the old man's expression and saw that he was not angry, so she felt a little relieved. However, when she thought about what her brother told her and wanted her to introduce Xu Qi to the old man as his grandson, she felt very sad. complex. If the old man wanted to recognize his grandson, how could he fall in love with Xu Qi? An Jing was so good and he had already accepted An Jing as his daughter, but the old man chose to accept a useless person like her as his daughter.
How could Mr. Yang care about the Xu family? All he cared about was Jiaojiao from beginning to end. He looked at Sheng Jiaoyang and said, "Why does it take so long to shoot your commercial?"
"It was made into a short film, so it took a little more time."
"Jiaojiao, your birthday is coming soon." Xu Qing said.
Sheng Jiaoyang was startled, surprised to realize that this body was about to turn eighteen.
"What birthday gift does Jiaojiao want?"
"I want you to live a sweet life all the time." Sheng Jiaoyang said with a smile.
Xu Qing and Li Weiwei looked at each other and saw each other's smile in each other's eyes.
"Jiaojiao, don't you have what you want?"
"Why don't we take a family photo together, grandpa, what do you think?"
Mr. Yang nodded, "I have to take a picture while I can still move."
"Grandpa, you will always be fine, but you said you would still watch me get married and have children." Sheng Jiaoyang felt a little panicked for no reason. She couldn't stand hearing her grandpa speak in such a tone, as if he could do it at any time. It seems like they will all leave her.
"Okay, okay, I will watch you get married and have children."
Mr. Yang paused and said with a slight smile: "Now that your relationship with Zhining is developing so smoothly, I guess when you reach the age where you can get married, he will definitely pull you into the marriage hall early."
"Zhining? Jiaojiao, do you have a boyfriend?" Xu Qing, who was listening on the side, heard something was wrong and asked quickly.
Sheng Jiaoyang looked at Xu Qing and then remembered that she didn't seem to tell Xu Qing about her and Shen Zhining. Xu Qing and Li Weiwei were rarely at home these days, and they never knew that she was dating Shen Zhining.
"You have met Zhining. When he comes back next time, you can ask him to come and meet you formally." Mr. Yang said.
Xu Qing's mood was so complicated. Her daughter was in love, but she, the mother, was the last one to know.
"Grandpa, how is Grandpa Shen doing?" Sheng Jiaoyang asked.
"Didn't you ask Zhining?" Mr. Yang looked at her.
Sheng Jiaoyang smiled awkwardly, "I've been so busy these days that I haven't contacted him."
"Didn't Zhining call you?"
Hearing his grandfather's question, Sheng Jiaoyang also felt strange, "He called me when he left that day, but I didn't receive it. When I called back, he turned off his phone again. Later, he never called me. Give it to me. Nothing happened to Grandpa Shen, right? "
"As you get older, you will inevitably have some minor disasters and illnesses, but they are nothing serious."
"That's good," Sheng Jiaoyang rolled his eyes, "Grandpa, I'll go back to the room to rest first."
"Go." Mr. Yang turned to Xu Qing and his wife, "You also go to rest. Xiao An will watch TV with me here for a while."
Sheng Jiaoyang returned to the room and first took out his mobile phone to call Shen Zhining.
It's night here, it should be afternoon there.
After two or three rings, the phone was answered.
"Should I be lucky that you still remember me?" Shen Zhining's voice came from the phone. His tone was like that of a disgraced concubine who had finally been betrayed after living in a deep palace. It was a bit resentful, a bit happy, and a bit Indescribably small complexity.