If you don't bend, I will be blackened!

The old man's [-]th birthday, the people who came here have certain status in the business and political circles, and every move tonight represents the Zhang family.

Although Zhang Zucong didn't care about what was there, Zhang Zucong had made clothes for Bai Jinding as early as two months ago.

But it has been 10 minutes since he brought the clothes to Bai Jinyi, and it took too long.

Zhang Zucong glanced at Ni Hong, who was afraid to sit and stand for fear of creases in her skirt, and said, "Wait, I'll go up and have a look."

As soon as he reached the stairs, he saw Bai Jinyi coming out fully dressed and holding a finely crafted red sandalwood box.

Zhang Zucong was slightly taken aback, he knew that Bai Jinyi was good-looking, but he didn't expect to be so brilliant, he raised his eyebrows and teased: "Are you trying to steal my limelight?"

Bai Jin walked over quickly, eyebrows and eyes frowned: "Then do you mind being upstaged by me?"

Zhang Zucong didn't expect Bai Jinyi to ask back, and laughed: "Let me mind that you are still a few years old."

After speaking, Zhang Zucong turned and went downstairs, and asked casually, "What's in your arms?"

Bai Jin tightly tightened the box in his arms, and said with a smile: "Use the warm jade you brought back from Myanmar to grind a set of Go pieces for Grandpa."

"You still have this skill?" Zhang Zucong stopped and said in surprise, "Why didn't I hear you say it?"

Thinking of the ashtray given by the sculptor's ex-girlfriend on Zhang Zucong's bedside, Bai Jin paused and lowered his eyes slightly: "It's just for fun."

Zhang Zucong didn't take it seriously, and praised it indiscriminately.

Bai Jin hugged the box and looked at Zhang Zucong's back with his mouth hooked.

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In the old house of the Zhang family, there is no loud music and exaggerated cakes at the dinner.

It was a very traditional dinner, with a dozen tables surrounding the rectangular table in the middle.

Guests sit at the round table and immediate family members of the Zhang family sit at the square table.

A man with golden eyes and elegant temperament glanced at the time, looked at the old man in the seat who was not angry and arrogant, and said, "Dad, shall we start the banquet at seven o'clock?"

The old man's hand moved slightly, and the man hid for a while, and finally he was relieved to find that he just flicked his sleeves and didn't hit someone.

The man is Zhang Zucong's eldest brother, Zhang Zuyu.

No wonder Zhang Zuyu is afraid of the old man. His father did not take over the business of the Zhang family. Instead, he joined the army and became a commander. He has fought for a lifetime. He is upright but also has the hot temper of a soldier. When they were young, they often suffered sticks .

The old man of the Zhang family sat on the upper seat and stared at the door with dissatisfaction. He was about to jump up, but thinking of so many guests, he just gritted his teeth and called out the banquet, and then cursed in a low voice: "Nizi!"

At this moment, the "Nizi" in his mouth was long overdue.

The Zhang family has only one gate, and the three of Zhang Zucong attracted everyone's attention when they came in.

Seeing Zhang Zucong's attire at this time convinced those who had only heard of Zhang Zucong's unruly character but had never seen it in person.

Her hair was combed back, the top two buttons of her shirt were unbuttoned, her gait was unhurried without embarrassment of being late, and she was as leisurely as if she was on vacation instead of attending a dinner party.

"I wish the old man a long and boundless life." After Zhang Zucong finished speaking, he put the gift in his hand in front of the old man, "Didn't you like the enamel-colored purple sand double-mouth pot? I got it for you from the old man."

Mr. Zhang's eyes lit up when he heard the enamel-colored double-mouth pot, but this was not enough to offset the fact that he was late, but this old man has a stubborn personality, his skin is thicker than the wall, his eyes turned to Bai Jinyi, and he frowned: " What are you doing here?"

Although Bai Jinyi has long been used to the old man's attitude, he stepped forward despite those curious and disdainful eyes on his identity, and said obediently: "I wish grandpa the sun and the moon to be prosperous, Song He Changchun."

After finishing speaking, he handed over the red sandalwood box with anticipation: "A while ago, Uncle Cong brought back a large piece of Hetian jade and black jadeite from Burma. I thought you like to play Go, so I polished a pair for you."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhang didn't take it, but said in a disdainful tone: "Whatever the evil can make, take it back."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere froze, and all eyes were on Bai Jinyi. Everyone here more or less knew why Bai Lin, the adopted son of Mr. Zhang, died ten years ago.

Bai Jinyi's face blushed from white to white, and he wanted to seek Zhang Zucong's help but was afraid of dragging him into the water, so he was a little pitifully embarrassed.

Zhang Zucong squinted his eyes. He knew that the old man didn't want to see Bai Jinyi because of Bai Lin's death, but he didn't expect to embarrass the child in front of so many people.

His face darkened and he was just about to speak, but Ni Hong pulled him away, so he had to worry about so many people really brushing the old man's face.

Glancing at the pale Bai Jinyi, he pulled Ni Hong forward and introduced, "Dad, this is Ni Hong. Come, Ni Hong say hello to my dad."

Ni Hong spoke cleverly, and with a few words, everyone's attention was diverted from Bai Jinyi.

After a while, the dinner returned to normal, and Bai Jinyi's chess pieces remained there with Zhang Zucong's double-mouth pot after all.

When he was seated, Bai Jinyi consciously walked to the end of the long table as usual without touching Zhang Zucong.

At such a large dinner party in the Zhang family, Bai Jinyi, a person who has no name in the Zhang family, can still stay on the long table, and he has already gained Zhang Zu's reputation.

In the beginning, Zhang Zucong would glance at Bai Jin from time to time. When there were too many people toasting behind him, he had no time to take care of the children.

Bai Jinyi sat down on a bench in the garden to get some air after eating five minutes full of all kinds of accusations and cold eyes.

He wasn't too sad, and he was almost used to it after living like this for ten years.

"Hey, did you see that Ni Hong Zhang Zucong is really beautiful." Suddenly a woman sighed from behind.

When Bai Jin turned his head, he saw two women in their thirties separated by a greenery with their backs to him, so he didn't notice him.

Because Zhang Zucong was mentioned, Bai Jinyi's ears perked up.

"That's right, the figure should have the front and the back. It's a good actress, and Zhang Wuye is a natural match."

The woman who sighed just now nodded her head in agreement, and then said with a slight slap in the face: "But that Fifth Master Zhang really adopted that Bai Jinyi? Wouldn't Zhang Zucong's family property be given to him in the future? Then Ni Hong is too bad." .”

"What about adoption? Didn't you see that no one in the Zhang family wanted to see him except Zhang Zucong?" Another woman talked about Bai Jinyi's disdain, "My cousin married Fifth Master and his cousin, she said Bai Jinyi I don't have the same household registration book with Zhang Zucong at all, I guess the fifth master is willing to raise him only because of his friendship with Mr. Bai Lin, and I guess he is almost impatient to raise him now."

As soon as Bai Jin heard these words, he looked through the glass at Zhang Zucong, who was walking around laughing and holding his arms openly by Ni Hong, but he still couldn't control the slight redness of his eyes.

He is not afraid of anything, Bai Jinyi doesn't care whether it's cold eyes or hot face and cold butt.

He only cares about his Uncle Cong, as long as his Uncle Cong treats him well.

The dinner lasted until late at night, and after sending all the guests away, Zhang Zucong couldn't help but utter a word.

Ni Hong sent him away. It was so late that Zhang Zucong was too lazy to drive back. He planned to stay at the old house for one night. After searching around, he couldn't find Bai Jinyi. He frowned and asked a servant casually: "Master Bai Woolen cloth?"