I start a business to support you GL [rebirth]

"What did they say?" When Song Xizi called, Lou Chunyu waited nervously beside him. This mood was comparable to the nervousness when he was waiting for the results of the college entrance examination.

The college entrance examination determines her future, and so does this phone call.

Song Xizi's mood was a bit complicated, because she was serious about telling her father that someone would take it back, thinking that her father would at least respond a little bit, but as a result, an understatement came over the phone, asking for an extra pair of chopsticks.

She turned her head and met Lou Chunyu's nervous and expectant eyes. The corners of her mouth trembled slightly. Under Lou Chunyu's puzzled eyes, she said, "Father said you are welcome."

"really?"

"Well, it's true. He said one more person, one more pair of chopsticks." Song Xizi didn't know what to do, but she probably knew what her parents were nervous about. They were happy about hatching chickens. He was excluded from the two-person world of the two elders.

In the evening, Lou Chunyu browsed Mr. Song’s blog and saw that his newly updated blog introduced the new members of his family with pictures and videos, two cute little yellow chickens named Jianjian and Kangkang.

Looking at this plain and unpretentious name, Lou Chunyu couldn't help laughing in front of the screen. Teacher Song patted the chickens in every way, some chickens ate rice, chickens fell down, and chickens slept, seeing the simplicity and innocence.

She is looking forward to meeting Teacher Song from now on.

"If I go to your house, what kind of gift should I prepare?" Lou Chunyu was already getting nervous. She thought that if she wanted to meet the second elder, it would be impossible to be empty-handed, but to the second elder, she was a stranger, so her choice was very important.At this time, she thought of asking Song Xizi to give her advice as a reference.

Song Xizi didn't think so much, she looked away from the computer, rested her chin, and found that thinking about gifts was more tiring than going to work for her.

"Generally, the elderly are given either cigarettes, wine or tea. My father doesn't drink or smoke. His biggest hobby is teaching and educating people. You can see that his hobby now is healthier. It's actually raising chickens. Can you give him a gift?" What, this is really difficult for me. When I just graduated, I would buy gifts for my parents’ birthdays, and I usually give them a lot, but not all of them are aimed at my parents’ preferences, for example My parents didn’t want the health care products I gave them, and gave them away, and then I simply gave them money, put the money on their cards, and let them buy it themselves.”

What Song Xizi said made Lou Chunyu not know whether to laugh or be angry. She said, "I thought you were a careful person. I didn't expect, I didn't expect you to do such a thing as directly sending money."

"I'm careful, but who should I target? Because Mr. Song is an expert in this field, and the romance is no match for Mr. Song. My mother was chased by my father's romantic tactics back then. My family still keeps Looking at the gift my father gave my mother back then, do you believe that a rough guy like my father would hold an embroidery needle and embroider such a foreign flower on Ms. Qiao's satchel? He even embroidered my mother's name into it. Inside the pattern."

Lou Chunyu shook her head, did she hear wrongly, Teacher Song embroidered for Ms. Qiao?

"So in Ms. Qiao's heart, everything I do can only be said to be so-so."

This made Lou Chunyu feel sympathetic. She lay on Song Xizi's shoulder, put her arms around Song Xizi's neck, and said softly, "It's really a poor child."

"You also know that the elders are too loving, and it's not a good thing for the children. But then again, you can send some tea. Ms. Qiao doesn't drink tea, but my father does, and you don't have to worry about not being able to use it. My father's students often come to him for tea, and he will definitely come in handy. You don't have to buy too good ones, it's more cost-effective, he invites people to drink tea, not the price, but the mood."

Lou Chunyu thought for a while, and thought about it.

Over there, Ms. Qiao and Mr. Song were discussing the matter of the child's birthday. At the beginning, they were chatting with each other. The daughter was one year older. According to the custom, the family sat down for a meal.

Teacher Song suddenly became agitated, remembering the phone call, "Honey, my daughter said she wanted to bring someone back, but I forgot about it."

Ms. Qiao put down the half-watched TV series, threw the phone aside, and said, "Bring someone back? Did she say it herself?"

"Yeah, I remember talking to me on the phone, do you know who she's bringing back?"

Ms. Qiao had a name in her heart that was about to pop out, but she forced it back. She looked up at Teacher Song. He was so focused, he didn't get distracted by asking about his daughter just now.

She groaned and said, "That must be her roommate."

"The female classmate who has rented with her for several years?" Teacher Song found a typo on it, and went back to correct it with a frown.

"Yes." At this point, Ms. Qiao became very angry. Looking back, what her daughter said was very obvious. She was not smart before, but she didn't see it. , the daughter expressly hinted enough, she just had to say it in person.

I just don't know if Mr. Song knows or not.

"Ms. Song, your daughter is so old and still not married, what do you think she thinks?" Ms. Qiao wanted to test Mr. Song's details.

Mr. Song entered the illustration stage. He put pictures of chicks in the middle of the article, and then accompanied the pictures with detailed text introductions. When he was young, Mr. Song was also a liberal arts student full of ideals. Whenever he had time, he would write articles for newspapers. The submission of the manuscript was also based on the manuscript fee to chase Ms. Qiao into her hand.When he got older, blogging became his hobby. Although it was just text and pictures on the webpage, he still did it very seriously, which made Ms. Qiao jealous.

After holding her breath and waiting for a long time, Teacher Song responded, "Didn't you say you are not in a hurry, listen to her and give her freedom. You beat me when I urged her, did you forget?"

"Mr. Song, you can't say that. In the past, your daughter was still young. Now your daughter is almost thirty."

"No way, you are still young, why is your daughter in her thirties? Isn't your daughter in her early twenties?" Teacher Song's inadvertent words made Ms. Qiao show a shy smile.

Teacher Song said again: "But in the blink of an eye, we have been married for many years, and the child is so old, we are all old."

"You're just getting old." Ms. Qiao put away her smile and rolled her eyes.

Teacher Song continued: "Let's go with fate. She said she would not get married, but there are many other ways of living besides marriage. What if the person she likes cannot get married? She is afraid that we will have opinions, so she will tell us about her. Don't get married..." There was a wrong place in the picture, Teacher Song concentrated on holding the mouse to move the picture to the position he wanted, and even forgot half of what he said.

Ms. Qiao leaned forward anxiously, eager to hit someone, "Go on."

"What did I say? I'm talking nonsense."

Ms. Qiao stood up, the chair rubbed against the ground and made a sharp sound. Teacher Song shook his hand holding the mouse, and closed the page he had written all day before he could post it.

Teacher Song looked at the blank screen, then at Ms. Qiao's angry back, and chose one of the two to comfort Ms. Qiao.

Ms. Qiao is also suffering and can't tell. She knows her daughter's friendship situation, and she is anxious that when she walked into her daughter's house that day and sat with Lou Chunyu instead of getting up and leaving, she stood with her daughter and had the same secret. , standing on the same front.

On the day of Song Xizi's birthday, Ms. Qiao called Song Xizi early in the morning, "Your father has a lot of flowers. He said it was my daughter's birthday. I must find out the suit he ordered last year. It is ironed neatly and I am not afraid of the heat. Now I will give you a suit." Put it on."

"Dad should be in a good mood."

Ms. Qiao sighed, "It's very good." It's a pity that I don't know what will happen when I eat.

Song Xizi turned sideways, looked at Lou Chunyu who was changing clothes in the master bedroom, and said to Ms. Qiao on the phone: "Wait a minute, if something happens, I might have to come back early with her, mom, don't Sorry, I love you."

"Purposeful love is not love. I don't like to hear it." If such a situation really happened, and Ms. Qiao was the first to leave, she would definitely not choose to stay and face it.At that time, the old and the young will close the door and solve it by themselves.

Song Xizi smiled, "Ms. Qiao, I bought a Dyson vacuum cleaner and it should be delivered to your house."

"Xiao En Xiaohui, don't think that I will talk to you." After hanging up the phone, Song Xizi thoughtfully sent her a screenshot of the logistics, which turned out to be in the delivery stage.

Song Xizi was in charge of driving, and Lou Chunyu said that he would bring a gift, and when he got into the car, he was holding a huge box.

Song Xizi couldn't help but take another look, "What is it?"

"A gift for my uncle and aunt." The box seemed to be half a meter high, and it was conspicuous enough in the back row.

Song Xizi was silent for a while, then said, "Honey, today is my birthday, have you prepared a present for me?"

"I've already given it to you." Lou Chunyu pointed to the bracelet on Song Xizi's wrist, the love bracelet with diamonds, which spent all of her monthly income.

Song Xizi was driving the car, looking at the road ahead expressionlessly.

Hearing the doorbell, Ms. Qiao and Teacher Song had different expressions. Teacher Song was curious, and Ms. Qiao was facing an enemy.

Teacher Song was surprised by Ms. Qiao's reaction and said, "Your daughter is here, are you unhappy?"

"Happy." The two words were spoken very forcefully.

Teacher Song opened the door and saw her daughter and her roommate smiling behind her.

Song Xizi was familiar with the way, went in and took off his shoes, looked for his own slippers in the shoe cabinet, took out a brand new pair of slippers, put them in front of Lou Chunyu, and conveniently put Lou Chunyu's shoes away, and put them in the shoe cabinet.

Teacher Song froze for a moment, and really brought someone over.Fortunately, we were prepared.

He said welcome welcome.

Song Xizi said, "Dad, this is the friend I've been telling you about, Xiaolou."

"Mr. Song, it's our first time meeting..." Lou Chunyu spoke in a faltering way, unlike her usual calm and kind-hearted.

Under Teacher Song's caring gaze, Lou Chunyu blushed, and Song Xizi hurriedly explained for her: "I told you, Xiaolou is my classmate, who almost worked as a teacher in the company before. The chalk writing is beautiful, I even took pictures of her handwriting to show you."

Teacher Song was deeply impressed by this, "When I think about it, I remember it, I am deeply impressed, how could I forget, the words are like a person, he is a good boy." Suddenly the distance between Teacher Song and Lou Chunyu was shortened, and Teacher Song's smile became more and more kind.

Ms. Qiao said, "You might as well just move the chairs to the door."

The three of them recalled talking for a while before entering the house.Teacher Song hurriedly said that he was sorry for being too confused, and welcomed him into the living room.

"Xiaolou brought you a gift." Song Xizi said, Lou Chunyu had to work hard enough to hold such a big box, so she wanted to give the gift first and eat steadily.

Teacher Song was a little surprised. Isn't it her daughter's birthday? Why are there gifts for them?

Probably because the young man was out of politeness, Teacher Song didn't think too much about it, so he said, "That's too polite."

"It should be, this is a gift for Auntie." Lou Chunyu asked Song Xizi to take out the box from the bag, it was Mikimoto's pearl necklace, the pearl color in the middle could capture a woman's heart just by looking at it, Ms. Qiao is also a woman, There is no end to the pursuit of beauty.Although he knew in his heart that Lou Chunyu would definitely use the gift to curry favor with her, and subconsciously prepared himself for it, he was still surprised when the gift was brought out.

Teacher Song was given the half-meter-long box, which contained rubbings of the sacred preface.

"I heard from Xizi that Mr. Song likes to write calligraphy, and he has researched in this area."

Hearing that Lou Chunyu mentioned herself, Song Xizi was taken aback for a moment. She had mentioned it before, but she didn't say it too specifically.

"Yeah, yes, I did." Song Xizi followed Lou Chunyu's words.

"It's not cheap, is it?" Mr. Song couldn't put it down, and wanted to open it on the spot.He also realized that this thing is not cheap, and he can't buy it for tens of thousands, so it is difficult for him to accept this gift.

Just about to refuse, Lou Chunyu hurriedly said: "Really, please don't mind. These days, it is actually thanks to Xizi. The help she gave me cannot be measured by money. I specially asked for it as a meeting gift, but it was also because I couldn't think of other things. Something better, because this is a valuable gift, and the chances of getting rubbings will only decrease, not more."

Song Xizi spoke for Lou Chunyu, "Dad, you can keep it, she is a lover of the house, you give her a chance." At worst, she will make it up.

But she was a little surprised. It turned out that she really didn't care. The gifts she usually gave her father couldn't match the ingenuity given by Lou Chunyu.

Ms. Qiao coughed lightly and said, "Teacher Song, just keep it. You have said Ai Wu and Wu, can you not take it? It's important to eat. The guests have been here for so long, and you haven't let them sit down. How did you become the master?"

"Oh, oh, yes, then I'll take it first, I'll read it slowly, and go to the study to read it slowly at night."

Teacher Song was dazzled by the joy, and directly carried the rubbings into the study room, and when he came out, he was still smiling from ear to ear.

Ms. Qiao wanted to say that this is the end of the game, all the bribes have been accepted, and if there is a falling out at that time, it will not end well.

Her eyes glanced at the gift from Lou Chunyu inadvertently, and she was a little emotional. Lou Chunyu is young, and she can't make mistakes in dealing with people, but she spends too much money, and the gifts she gives are not cheap. Shouldn't she be with her daughter? Tell me, will it affect my image among the two of them?Will they think that they are the kind of evil mother-in-law who meddles in other people's affairs, or the evil mother-in-law?No, what should I be?

Ms. Qiao's head hurts just thinking about it.

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small theater:

Song Xizi: My mother asked me, what is she?

Lou Chunyu: Huh?

Song Xizi: Is she your mother-in-law or mother-in-law? In the future, should our children call her grandma or grandma?She and I fell into the water at the same time, will you save her or me?

Lou Chunyu:? ?