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Song Xingfeng got up: "I'll go over there and have a look."

Song Xingji looked at the coffee table, then took a plate of fruit and a plate of dried fruits and nuts away with each hand, and chased after him: "Second brother, wait a minute, I will go too!"

Lin Shuangluo pointed at the two of them with heartache: "You don't believe my words? Can I still lie to you?"

Song Ningsheng patted her on the shoulder reassuringly, and looked at the old house opposite with some strangeness.

Song Xingqing frowned even tighter.

During this period of time, he has been busy with the company's affairs, flying all over the country, and when he returned home, he never met Song Yu, but he didn't know when she had such a good relationship with the second and third children.

Song Xingfeng and Song Xingji entered the house one after the other.

Song Xingji came in and asked, "Song Yu, Mom said that she had someone deliver food to you a few days ago, the day before Gu Nanheng came with his mother, have you seen it?"

Song Yu was half lying on the sofa and swiping his phone, casually said: "I didn't see it."

Song Xingfeng glanced at Song Xingji, and said, "Go and ask mom, who gave it to you!"

If she said she didn't see it, she definitely didn't see it.

Song Xingji put the two plates on the coffee table, turned around and ran away.

10 minute later.

He came back again, grabbed a macadamia nut from Song Yu's hand and threw it into his mouth, then said: "Mom said, I just found a kitchen servant, she doesn't remember who it is."

Song Yu glared at him.

Song Xingfeng frowned slightly, feeling that something was a little strange, mother is not such a careless person, it is impossible for her not to remember, unless she is deliberately hiding it for others.

There is only one possibility.

It's Song Xingyue!

this time.

Over there at the main house.

Lin Shuangluo told Song Ningsheng the truth, and cried even harder: "Husband, Yueyue is so kind and simple, we grew up watching him, she definitely wouldn't do that kind of thing, it must be that unfilial girl who did it, she It was on purpose, if she doesn't piss me off, she won't be reconciled!"

Song Ningsheng's eyes darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "Let's just let this matter go, and don't mention it again."

Yueyue is the precious daughter he grew up with. He knows her temperament, kindness, understanding, likability, and she is the daughter-in-law recognized by the Gu family.

To him, besides being his daughter, she was valuable.

After she married into the Gu family, she could help him and the Song family a lot.

As for Song Yu, she is just a stone in a latrine, with a bad temper and hard temper. With her character, if she doesn't want it, she will refuse it directly, and won't throw it away after taking it.

Even if Yueyue did this, it's impossible for him to make a big deal of it and create a rift with her.

So sometimes, it's okay to be confused.

this evening.

This is the main house.

Song Xingji took Song Ze out to buy vegetables.

Song Xingfeng cooks.

while eating.

Song Xingji said with emotion: "Why is this rice so delicious and fragrant, I can eat two bowls without vegetables."

Song Xingfeng: "Let's eat your food!"

Why is it so delicious?

This rice is specially provided for the central government!

In ancient times, it was a tribute to the palace!

The third child knows nothing except eating.

Many of the things in my little sister's house are special offers.

The bowls and dishes used for eating here are all from the National Porcelain Factory.

He saw something similar in the home of an old leader.

After eating.

Song Xingji rubbed his stomach and began to cheer up: "I want to eat this way every day, and I will gain ten catties a month. I can't go on like this! I have to keep in shape, and I will start preparing for an album next month, and I have to shoot an MV."

Song Xingfeng gave him a contemptuous sideways glance, ignored him, and asked Song Yu: "Little sister, tomorrow is my mother's birthday. If you haven't bought a birthday present yet, let's go out and pick it out now."

Song Xingji came alive: "Did you buy what I told you?"

Song Yu said: "I still have a set of tea sets here."

Song Xingji was in a hurry: "You can't do that, I won't transfer money to you yet? Let's hurry up and buy a good set."

What good things can she have here? If she gets a tea set from someone who doesn't know where, Mom will definitely not be happy when she sees it.

"Little sister, let's take a look!" Song Xingfeng glanced at him, and he could only feel how good it is to be ignorant.

The bowls, chopsticks, plates, and cups that my little sister uses on a daily basis may look inconspicuous, but they are all things that money can't buy.

Song Xingji: "Just take a look. If it doesn't work, I will accompany you to choose a set with my second brother."

Song Yu soon came out with a set of tea sets. The packaging was not luxurious, but elegant and low-key.

Open it, it is a set of moon-white Ru porcelain tea set, the beauty is light and subtle, like jade but not jade, warm and elegant.

Song Xingji's eyes lit up, but he didn't know how to describe this beauty, so he finally said: "Fuck, it looks good!"

Song Xingfeng took a look at the teacup, and said with emotion: "This is the work of Master Yuebai."

"Yes." Song Yu nodded and asked, "Second brother, is this set okay?"

Song Xingfeng smiled: "Yes, Master Yuebai's works are all sent out as national porcelain gifts, that's great."

Song Ze next to him looked at Song Yu proudly when he heard his praise.

Yes, Master Yuebai is his mother!

Song Xingji didn't know who Yuebai was, and he didn't care, he just felt that this set of tea sets looked more comfortable and advanced than the purple sand set his mother used now.

the next day.

Lin Shuangluo's birthday.

The birthday dinner starts at [-]pm.

But her good friends and girlfriends all came early, and arrived at Song's house at about three or four o'clock.

The three brothers of the Song family, Gu Nanheng, and Song Xingyue, as the younger members of the family, were busy greeting the distinguished guests.

Lin Shuangluo, the birthday star, was escorted by her little sisters to the room where the birthday presents were placed.

Mrs. Ye said: "Mrs. Song, we are not interested in gifts from others. We just want to know what good things those precious children of your family gave you. Open our eyes!"

Lin Shuangluo said this with a happy and warm smile on his face, "Then I'll show you, let's go upstairs."

A group of people embraced her and Nangong Yuan, and went upstairs to her large cloakroom.

Gifts are packed in exquisite gift boxes.

Song Xingqing gave her an imperial green bracelet.

Song Xingfeng sent her a pair of calligraphy, which was obtained from her favorite calligrapher, Tao Zhimian, Tao Lao.

Song Xingji gave her a retro gramophone, and narcissistically gave her three albums of his own music, signed vinyl records.

Song Xingyue gave her a set of tea sets, which were pea-green Ru porcelain.

There was one gift box left.

On the gift box is written "Shou", the handwriting is very chic and elegant, describing flowing water, and the style is unique, compared with Tao Lao's calligraphy, it is not inferior in the slightest.

Nangong Yuan said: "Open this one and have a look!"

Her son also gave a gift, but she didn't know what he and Yueyue prepared together.

This gift, one can tell at a glance that it must be given by his son, and it must be the best.

The others also followed suit and told her to open it quickly.

Lin Shuangluo also thought it was a gift from Gu Nanheng, and opened the gift box with a smile.

When I opened it, I saw a word on the lid: a loving mother is gentle, and IKEA is blessed.

Signed: Song Yu.

Everyone's face is a little bit wrong.

Especially Nangong Yuan was wondering why her son's congratulatory gift was not here.

Mrs. Ye was the first to speak: "Mrs. Song, let's see what it is."

As she spoke, she lifted off the red silk cover, and saw that it was also a tea set, and a set of moon-white Ru porcelain, which was exactly the same as Song Xingyue's except for the color.

"This porcelain looks familiar." Nangong Yuan first picked up Song Yu's, took a look, and said in surprise, "This is the work of Mr. Yuebai, and Yu'er put his heart into it."

Then he picked up Song Xingyue's again, and after looking at it carefully, the smile on his face froze, and he said: "The one sent by Yueyue is also the work of Mr. Yuebai, but I heard that Mr. Yuebai is on the market. There are only two sets of works in circulation."

Mrs. Chen also said: "I know this. Mr. Yuebai is best at firing sky blue and pea green Ru porcelain. I have never heard of moon white."

Unspoken.

The one Song Yu sent must be a fake!