Feng Jue of Ancient and Modern

Qi Xuning thought about it carefully, if it was grandpa, it would be impossible to tease her like this, but if he did something, and he was embarrassed to say it, it was very possible. Thinking of this, Qi Xuning had a headache, but his worries did not diminish.

They. I can rest assured that someone is by their side at any time. " Qi Xuning thought for a while.

"That's fine. But will grandpa and grandma agree?"

"I will agree." Qi Xuning said softly. Even if you don't agree, you have to agree.

"Then, Aning, I will let the housekeeper pay attention and let him find a suitable candidate as soon as possible."

Qi Xuning smiled and shook his head, "Let my mother do this, she will find someone, and I will pay."

Yu Lingxi looked at Qi Xuning and said nothing when she saw her insistence. However, thinking that my mother has a relationship with Aunt Zhang, I can let my mother pay attention to this matter.

Halfway through the car, Qi Xuning called and asked Zhong Lele and Xiaoya to go home first, rest for a day, and then report to Tang Dan.

When the car stopped, Qi Xuning got out of the car and entered the house first. Yu Lingxi knew Qi Xuning's anxious mood. Although she was also anxious, she parked the car, then picked up Qi Xuning's coat and walked quickly into the house.

Yu Lingxi was a little stunned as soon as she entered the room.

My grandfather and grandmother are all fine, and there is no sign of anything going on, and Aunt Zhang is also there. The three of them were sitting on the sofa. Grandma and Aunt Zhang were talking to Aning, but Grandpa looked embarrassed.

"Lingxi is here, come, come and sit, stand cold, sit warmer." Seeing Yu Lingxi entering the door, Fang Yi waved to her.

Yu Lingxi bowed slightly, "Good morning, Grandma and Aunt Zhang."

"Every time I'm so polite, it's like my own home." Zhang Lexin said with a smile.

Yu Lingxi smiled and hung Qi Xuning's coat aside before sitting next to her grandmother.

"Tell me, grandpa, what are you doing, you are so eager to recruit me back." Qi Xuning sat opposite grandpa, on the single sofa separated by a coffee table, asked in a bad tone.

Zhang Boyong looked embarrassed, coughed a few times, organized the language in his mind, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by his old lady.

Just now her daughter came back suddenly and asked them if something happened, and she knew what the old man had done.

You said you called Ningning to ask her to come back, and you made it clear what was going on. If you were embarrassed to say it, it was still ambiguous, which made Ningning and her daughter worry. That's not all, in order to hide from someone, even the phone was muted and the phone line was unplugged. Ningning can't find anyone in a hurry, what do you think you're doing?

Zhang Lexin came back first, and when she asked what was the matter, she was dumbfounded. I was about to call Qi Xuning to say, please don't worry, her hind feet will be here.

Zhang Boyong heard what his old woman said.

Yu Lingxi was puzzled, but put the previous worries back into her stomach. It's fine. She looked at Qi Xuning, there was no expression on her face, and her face was not ugly. But Yu Lingxi knew that she was angry, very angry.

Zhang Lexin also felt that his father's unplugging the phone line and not answering the phone was ill-considered, and he should have a long memory. What if something really happened?

If you want to say what Mr. Zhang Boyong did, it goes back a long time. He played chess again, and he added luck according to the old rules, and he lost again. Cause up.

This is what Mr. Song has been thinking about all the time. If you buy it, it doesn't matter if there is any circulation on the market, even if it does, he can't afford it. But if he wanted, he was too embarrassed to ask for it from the junior. I can only think of the curve of the Fa to save the country.

Zhang Boyong, after losing, he has been embarrassed to tell his granddaughter that he can only use delay tactics. But after Qi Xuning's words appeared again and the auction was held, he couldn't hold back.

Pull the phone line and almost shut down, and finally changed it to the matter of unplugging the phone line and muting the phone, it will start from receiving a call one day.

That was two days before Qi Xuning came back after the celebrity charity auction.

Song Shiheng, Song House.

Song Shiheng escorted an old friend out the door, picked up the phone as soon as he returned to the house, pressed "dududu" a few times, and began to wait for the other end to connect.

Just when Song Shiheng thought that the phone was not answered again, he cursed a few words, and when he was about to hang up and dial again, he was picked up, but it was a very young man received call.

"Hi there. Who are you looking for."

"Is Mr. Zhang here? Please answer the phone." Song Shiheng went straight to the point.

The other side hesitated for two seconds, and then asked: "May I ask who you are?"

"You tell Lao Zhang that you are a chess friend who often plays chess with him."

"Okay, hold on."

Song Shiheng waited for another half a minute, and when his patience was about to be exhausted, the old Zhang Cai he mentioned answered the phone belatedly.

"Which chess friend? I haven't played chess for a long time."

Song Shiheng's nose twitched with anger, "I said Brother Boyong, you're not hiding from me, are you? I've been looking for you recently, and you're not here, why are you so slow to answer a call?"

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Boyong coughed twice, "I'm getting old, I'm prone to dizziness, and my legs are not good, so I have to walk slowly. Besides, Shiheng Brother, what am I doing to hide from you, don't make the old man talk like a big girl."

Song Shiheng was very happy, "Are you dizzy? Are you still forgetful? When will you give me what you owe me? I think you just want to default?"

Zhang Boyong's face is not red or heartbeat, and he will never admit such a thing, "Look at you, we have been dealing with you for so many years, when did I fail to keep my word. This is not our family Ning Ning is busy, how can I have time to write for you and send it to you. You know, it takes a lot of energy to write a good character. Can you be satisfied with writing it casually? She is out of town now. It's hard enough, it's not your granddaughter, you don't feel bad, I can't bear it, what should I do if I'm exhausted?"

Song Shiheng obviously did not believe what Zhang Boyong said, "Look at what you said, although Ning girl is not my granddaughter, I also regard her as my granddaughter." Although I heard that Ning girl has a target Now, Song Shiheng felt a pity, but everyone likes a good girl.

Song Shiheng did not continue to entangle with Zhang Boyong about his trustworthiness, "You said your Ning girl, how could you give away the words casually, and don't remember me, Grandpa Song."

Zhang Boyong was taken aback for a moment, "Giving it away? Didn't you hear what she said? She is really out of town now. Tell me, who did she give it to?"

"It's old Chentou, the one from your calligraphy association, who just went out from me, took a calligraphy of Ning girl, and showed it off to me for a long time." Song Shiheng said this, he was not angry , you said you got a good thing, you hid it yourself and secretly had fun, and even came to him to show it off! It's just a joke that he wants and doesn't, right?

Zhang Boyong suddenly realized and asked, "That old man Chen said that Ningning gave it to him?"

"No, that's so proud. Next time he comes to the door, I will blast him out."

"This old man, he is nonsense. We Ningning have no friendship with him. His words were auctioned at the auction. Just the celebrity charity auction a few days ago, listen to Ning Ning said that it was written during the last filming, and asked their crew to donate it to contribute to public welfare."

"Hey, this old head Chen. Brother Boyong, old head Chen this is an act that destroys the reputation of your Ning girl, we have to find him to settle the account. You can't lose the chain on this matter. , hurry up and let your girl write it and send it to me, and I will ask him to appreciate it. If you are forgetful again, I will publicize it for you, so that others will remember it for you, so I can remind you from time to time. "Song Shiheng directly used his trump card.

But in front of outsiders, that is a suave and elegant appearance, and it takes a lot of face.

Zhang Boyong paused, secretly scolding Song Shiheng for making a sinister trick, but he replied: "I see. When Ningning comes back, I will let her write it and send it to you." He just hung up the phone without giving Song Shiheng another chance to speak.

Song Shiheng was not angry when he was hung up. This phone call directly let out the anger he just got from Old Chen.

Put down the phone, Song Shiheng put his hands behind his back, paced back and forth slowly, and hummed a little tune.

On the other side, Zhang Boyong was not in such a good mood. He put down the phone and scolded a few words, "This old man Song uses this trick every time. The old cadres don't even look like they are bullying me, a plain-headed common man."

Ye Shun, who was listening to his grandfather talking on the phone for a long time, squatted on the ground, cupped his face with his hands on his chin, looked at his grandfather but stopped talking, and finally said with difficulty: "Grandpa, you Did you export your sister's words again? My sister knows that she will be angry."

"However, my sister will not be happy. She will not allow you to eat snacks." Ye Shun said with a frown.

"Go, go, let you write all the words you have written? I haven't learned from your sister's clever and hard work. After practicing for so long, the writing is still so ugly. I don't like it." Zhang Boyong was so angry that he waved his hand and told Ye Shun to go back to practice calligraphy.

Can he compare the words of my sister? Among his peers, he has written very well.

"Oh, I'll finish writing it soon." Ye Shun stood up.

"Write it again." Grandpa's voice came from behind.

"Oh." Ye Shun's face collapsed, his back was hunched, and he walked to the study with a trembling step.

"Walk well, what it looks like, there is no literary popularity at all." Zhang Boyong reprimanded.

Ye Shun straightened his body instantly and walked upright. But I was complaining in my heart, why didn't you talk about the literati festival when you were always losing the lottery? Why don't you talk when you lose and don't admit it?

The upper beam is not correct! The lower beam is crooked!

And since then, Zhang Boyong unplugged the phone line. Anyway, he still has a mobile phone. I didn't expect that Song Shiheng could find his mobile phone number, and he called him again and asked Qi When will Xu Ning come back? Yesterday's call was not counted, and today I'm calling again, just to remind Mr. Zhang not to forget the words owed to him.

What a day!

And Song Shiheng said that he is a retired person, his grandson is so old, he doesn't need him, isn't he just idle? It's so much fun to add to the old man Zhang!

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