Chu Jin stood beside Song Qiaoxi and smiled silently, "There are too many people surnamed Chu in this world."
"But it's really a coincidence. Grandpa Sun said that Uncle Chu returned to Qizhou for Aunt Sun's sake. At that time, he had a falling out with his family and never communicated again, just like the daughter of the Seven Immortals who did not return to Heaven for Dong Yong's sake. Now! You said how could such a coincidence happen?"
The little girl will always remember this kind of "gossip" more firmly than mathematical formulas, Song Qiaoxi said seriously.
"Grandpa Sun is telling stories, like a storyteller in the village. A lot of things go through..." Chu Jin shook his head helplessly, and finally thought of a suitable word, "It was processed through 'art', for the purpose of To tease you, let you keep looking for him to listen to the story."
Song Qiaoxi obviously didn't believe that Grandpa Sun's story was processed through "art", and asked with a pouting voice, "Have you ever been to Beijing when you were a child? Did Uncle Chu tell you about other relatives in your family? Your father can't be It popped out of the crack of the stone, Uncle Chu must have a father, you always have a grandfather, right?"
When asked by her, Chu Jin actually recalled it subconsciously.
It is also thanks to Grandpa Sun that he and Song Qiaoxi often "fudge" him and Song Qiaoxi to listen to stories. Although many of the stories he could not perceive when he was a child, when he was older, he knew that they were products processed by Grandpa Sun's kindness through "art".
Grandpa Sun also shared a lot of memories about his father and mother, and Chu Jin thanked him, otherwise, so many memories might have gradually faded away after so many years.
It is not intentional forgetting, perhaps it is a kind of self-protection. I always feel that if I don’t think about it deliberately, I can avoid missing my parents.
It is also because at that time, he was really too young, and his memory was indeed not as good as it is now.
But there is one thing Chu Jin remembers. He had been to Beijing when he was a child. His father and mother took him by plane. It seemed that he had been there more than once.
But I can't remember exactly what I did in Beijing and who I met. …
Probably, it should be like ordinary parents, taking their children to travel, right
Later, when my parents left and my uncle came to deal with my father's future life, he vaguely remembered that he would take him back to Beijing.
It's just that the little uncle didn't fulfill his promise.
The little uncle rented a house in Qizhou, and found a nanny to take care of his food, clothing, and daily life. When the parents’ affairs were finished, the little uncle swept away all the property of Chu’s parents overnight and disappeared without a trace.
Thinking of this, Chu Jin felt a bit absurd. He actually followed Song Qiaoxi's wild imagination to recall his father's family background
Sensing that someone was poking him with a finger, Chu Jin raised his eyelids and said to Song Qiaoxi, whose big eyes were shining with gossip, "My parents took me to Beijing when I was a child, to travel, to places like the Great Wall and the Forbidden City... . . . "
"And then what?" Song Qiaoxi asked.
"No more." Chu Jin said.
As if he couldn't believe it, Song Qiaoxi asked again, "Hey, it's gone?"
"Well, it's gone." Chu Jin shrugged.
Zhao Chenguang stood nearby and smiled at each other with Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin. These two childhood sweethearts are really cute.
Zhao Chenguang paced to Chu Jin's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Haha, Xixi's imagination is quite rich, but Chu Jin's father is also a Beijinger, and it's a coincidence that Xiao Chu Jin is here. It's like going home."
He knew about Chu Jin's past, he knew that Chu Jin's parents died young, and he knew that the little boy's family was very good before, and his parents were college students who graduated from famous universities.
Later, Chu Jin was abandoned by relatives and left in the courtyard of the newspaper office. It was the Song family who raised him as their own son.
However, Zhao Chenguang was indeed a little surprised that Chu Jin's father was from Beijing. After all, in the 1980s, a Beijinger with a good family background was a college student at a famous university. It is reasonable to say that people go to high places and water flows to low places, and they are willing to leave. It is rare to see young people who go from the "high" capital to the "low" provincial capital.
"Is the owner of this building very powerful?"
Song Qiaoxi looked up at the towering building. It was a really tall building. She had never seen such a tall building.
She narrowed her eyes slightly to see how high the top of the building was. It was getting dark, and the lights were already on outside the building.
"Chu Youhe is the current head of the Chu family. He has lived abroad in his early years, and he is almost seventy years old. Now the Chu family has a huge industrial territory, and they are involved in almost every field. The real estate industry is relatively well-known to the public. By the way, The Tianhe Royal Garden where we live is a real estate project developed by the Chu family."
Zhao Chenguang was interested in Song Qiaoxi and probably explained it to the little girl.
Children who grew up in the courtyard of the newspaper office have been immersed in all kinds of social news since childhood, and their vision is still quite wide.
Song Qiaoxi nodded, she could probably understand what Uncle Zhao said, "This grandpa Chu is so powerful, he can build such a beautiful house."
"Yes, Mr. Chu has a very strong personal ability and a high IQ. It is said that he is quite artistic. He can play the piano well and can draw. He also designed the company's logo, which is the symbol of the blue ocean wave."
Zhao Chenguang pointed to the two children at the lighted sign on the opposite building.
"But the successor of the Chu family is also a problem now. It is rumored that Chu Youhe has an odd temperament and a very bad temper. He has two sons, the eldest son does not know the reason, he said that he had cut off the relationship between father and son a long time ago, and he has not been in contact for many years. Now, the youngest son is a Liu Adou who can't help..."
When talking about the gossip about the wealthy and powerful in the capital, Zhao Chenguang seemed to have opened a chat box. When he talked about it, he realized later that he should not talk about this with two 12- or 13-year-old children.
He hurriedly stopped the topic, and in a belly of "rich gossip", he picked up something suitable for children to listen to to end, "It is said that Mr. Chu and we are neighbors and live in the top-floor villa of Tianhe Royal Garden, but even your uncle and I I've never met a real person. This kind of rich man probably has a lot of real estate, who knows where he lives? Let's go, go upstairs for dinner, Uncle Zhao treats you today, don't you two slaughter your uncle?"
Zhao Chenguang scratched Song Qiaoxi's nose, making her very happy.
"Uncle Zhao, you are so funny! You are so naughty, why is Zhao Xin so introverted?" Song Qiaoxi hid behind Chu Jin, giggling.
Zhao Chenguang showed a helpless expression on his face, "Uncle doesn't know wow, no, it's summer vacation, I told him several times, but he didn't want to come to Beijing, so he asked his mother to sign him up for a stone carving summer camp in Taicheng. , went to learn to carve stone... "
Song Qiaoxi laughed even harder. It turns out that Zhao Xin actually likes stone carvings
He went to Taicheng for the summer vacation
What a coincidence, Ding Miao and Ding Yi went back to their hometown in Taicheng.
Zhao Chenguang led the Song family and Chu Jin into the high-rise building opposite the Chu family, and took the elevator to the western restaurant.
This western restaurant has landscape seats overlooking the Beijing skyline and the Forbidden City. Zhao Chenguang specially reserved the best seats to entertain them.
The environment of the western restaurant is different from that of Chinese food, and there is elegant jazz music in the restaurant.
During dinner, adults talk about adults.
Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin have a good appetite after playing outside for a day. The appetizers include various flavors of bread, cream platters, basil bacon peach rolls, fresh orange cashew shrimp, hawthorn foie gras and other creative dishes, which are enough for two children. Appetite is wide open, and eating is a joy.
Uncle Zhao's main course ordered tender and juicy rib-eye steak, cod, king crab legs, Australian lobster, smoked scallops...
The Western food Song Qiaoxi had eaten in Qizhou was not the Western food of the "authentic" faction.
The most advanced ones are Pizza Hut and KFC, and the ones with a little touch are Hawker Lai.
However, her style of eating steak is very forthright when she comes to Hawker. She directly holds a fork, picks up a whole piece, and bites it in her mouth. The little girl is not very good at using a knife and fork.
After the steak came up, Song Qiaoxi held the knife and fork for a few seconds, looking at the delicate steak, feeling a little clueless.
Surrounded by well-dressed adults who spoke in low voices, soft music played in their ears, and the adults elegantly cut food with knives and forks and ate it in small bites.
Even if she doesn't know Western food etiquette, she also knows that here, you can't fork the steak and take a big bite like in the high-street...
Looking up to see that Dad and Mom were talking to Uncle Zhao, Song Qiaoxi wanted to ask them for help. Seeing that they were chatting vigorously, she didn't want to interrupt them.
He had no choice but to turn his head and look down again, and suddenly found that the steak in front of him was gone, replaced by a plate of pan-fried silver cod.
"Didn't you just say you wanted to taste the cod I ordered, you eat it first, I haven't touched it yet."
Chu Jin took the knife and fork from her hand, and gave Song Qiaoxi a pair of knife and harpoon for eating fish.
"Aren't you going to eat?"
Song Qiaoxi asked Chu Jin with a wink, and then looked at the knife and fork in her hand. This kind of knife and fork, which is specially used for eating fish, looks much more pleasing to the eye, and the fish itself is easy to divide.
Chu Jin lowered his head and started cutting steak for her naturally. He whispered jokingly, "Give it to kid Xixi first. The kid is always hungry and will lose his temper."
"I'm not going to lose my temper, eh..." Song Qiaoxi "slightly" stuck out her tongue to refute him, and after taking a closer look, she found that Chu Jin was very skilled at cutting meat, and asked curiously, "When you were a child, Do you often eat western food, how can you use a knife and fork so smoothly?"
"Hurry up and eat it, it won't taste good when it's cold..."
Chu Jin paused and replied to her.
Picking up a piece of white fish meat, Song Qiaoxi obediently took a bite. The cod fish in the mouth is delicate and tender, and it is really delicious to eat with a unique green sauce.
After taking two bites, I remembered that Chu Jin didn't answer her question. The obsessive-compulsive disorder was on her upper body. The little girl raised her head and asked again: "Why can you use a knife and fork so well?"
Chu Jin's steak was almost cut, he put down the knife and fork in his hand, frowned slightly, and asked first, "Do you still eat fish?"
Shaking his head, Song Qiaoxi looked at the cut steak and licked his lips.
She just wanted to have a taste of cod, as a child is a carnivore.
The cod in front of her was taken away by Chu End, and a plate of freshly cut steak was placed in front of her. The knife and fork used to eat the steak returned to Song Qiaoxi's hands.
She forked a piece of beef and wanted to give Chu a bite first, after all, they had worked so hard to cut it.
The boy just waved his hand, picked up the glass and took a sip of water.
From Song Qiaoxi's point of view, Chu Jin's eyebrows were low at the moment, as if he had something on his mind, or maybe he remembered something unpleasant.
The two have lived together for more than six years, and Song Qiaoxi is all too familiar with Chu Jin's every move.
I am afraid that I remember some unhappy memories when I was a child.
Although he never mentioned his experience at his uncle or aunt's house, when Chu Jin first returned to the compound, he had scars on his legs and body, and an arm that was so thin that there was no flesh at all...
"Hurry up and eat it. Cod is delicious, but it won't taste good when it's cold."
Song Qiaoxi imitated Chu Jin's tone and wanted to divert the topic.
This is the first time she has eaten this kind of "high-end" steak. As soon as she eats it, she can feel the rich gravy, and even taste the taste of grandma in the beef, and there is a slight aroma of charcoal.
Oh, it's really delicious wow!
Sure enough, meat is more energetic than seafood and fish!
She picked the largest piece of meat on the plate, and she wanted to put it on Chu Jin's plate so that he could taste it too. After eating something delicious, she would naturally feel much better.
A bit awkwardly, he picked up the meat, held it with a dining knife, and placed it tremblingly beside Chu Jin's plate. Song Qiaoxi breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and smiled at him, "You can try it too, it's really delicious."
"..." Chu Jin was stunned for a moment, and when he heard Song Qiaoxi's voice, he pulled away from his memory.
He slowed down, paused for a few seconds and then pursed his lips, unable to live up to her kindness.
The children beside you, there is only one way to be good to others, give you everything you like to eat...
"Well, it's really delicious."
Although he ate the meat in his mouth, he did not taste too much, but Chu Jin still answered her with a smile.
Seeing him smiling, Song Qiaoxi was relieved.
Without any hesitation, she pushed the plate containing her favorite steak to his side, "I'm right? It's rare to find something you like, you eat more, I can't finish such a big piece of steak. ."
Chu Jin's complexion returned to normal again, and her fair and slender fingers lightly tapped her forehead, "You eat first, and I will eat the rest for you."
This is a habit formed by the two children together for many years. Song Qiaoxi has big eyes and small belly, and always wants to eat more kinds of food. Chu Jin always let her order, and the rest will clean the battlefield for her.
However, if Uncle Song was there, it wouldn't be his turn to clean the battlefield...
After dinner, Zhao Chenguang took them to the company to take a look.
Zhao Chenguang's media group is the largest media group in Beijing, with an office building of 1,600 square meters on one floor, and Chenguang Media occupies six floors.
They took the elevator to the floor where Song's father worked. Song Qiaoxi looked in the east and looked in the west. It was not fresh.
Chu Jin followed Song Qiaoxi to Uncle Song's spacious and bright office.
The office is very large, covering 40 to 50 square meters. Through a row of transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, Chu Jin can clearly see the company logo on the opposite Chu's high-rise building, which is the letter C composed of blue waves.
When he was in the western restaurant just now, this Logo suddenly flashed into his mind...