Chapter 3 Soul Wearing the Republic of China [3]

The concessions in Shanghai are full of high-rise buildings, all imitating Western architecture, somewhat similar to Hong Kong, with red houses and white walls, one after another.

"How are you getting ready? Is the master back? Are all the guests here? Lao Zhang quickly go to the gate to have a look, don't spoil everyone's interest because of those damn red hats.

There is also red wine and cakes, and some cigarettes will be delivered, so as not to lose face if there is not enough for a while.If the money is not enough, go to the cashier to pay first.

Send someone to invite the young lady and the young master down, they will also be the protagonists in a while.Today you all have to put up your full energy, if anyone has a errand today, don't blame me for being careful about your flesh and blood. "

I saw a plump middle-aged woman with slender eyebrows, a flat nose bridge, plump dark red lips, and a pair of big eyes that shone with disgust. Unfortunately, the remaining beauty was covered by the deep eye belt. She was wearing a dark purple dress In a cheongsam with high slits, holding a pink silk scarf in his hand, his face was a little angry, and the flesh on his body seemed to have intuition. Following the woman's voice, a strange fragrance slowly spread out. , rather like a poodle about to get angry.

"Yes, ma'am, I'll let someone see it right now." Standing at the bottom of the steps, Lao Zhang bent over, nodded hastily, and ran towards the distance with the servants behind him.

Today is a good day for the Gao family to settle in Shanghai for 20 years. At that time, the Gao family and his wife started from a small textile factory. After more than ten years of struggle, they finally established Gao’s enterprise, which has gained a firm foothold in this ever-changing Shanghai. And the entire spinning mill in Shanghai is under the Gao family's name.

From purchasing mulberry leaves to spinning a series of processes are all handled by the Gao family. When mentioning her property, Mrs. Gao beams with joy, as if playing mahjong.And she also has a high status in the whole circle because of the prosperity of the Gao family.

Today is not only a happy day for the Gao family's 20th anniversary celebration, but also a good day for my eldest son to return from his studies in France. The most important thing is the [-]th birthday of the old man of the Gao family.Three joys come to the door, the most proud career in life is this.

Now their Gao family is also a prominent figure, so naturally they are even better in this respect of filial piety.Anyway, my father-in-law used to be a Juren in the Qing Dynasty. Looking back, they can be regarded as a scholarly family.

"Hey, Mrs. Gao is so beautiful today, where is her hair permed?" A middle-aged woman walked towards her with a small leather bag in her hand, and shouted at Mrs. Gao.

Mrs. Gao looked up, with disdain in her eyes, but there was still a kind smile on her face. Since she has been in business for many years, she also knew not to slap people with smiles, so she said with a smile: "What else can I do? I'm afraid I knew there was a happy event in my family and wanted to win a good fortune, so I permed this French lady's hair.

Look, my good-looking hair has changed now, and the curly hair makes me worry, but it cost dozens of dollars, and my intestines are green from regret. If you like it, I will take it another day. You go, that's an old acquaintance, I've been getting my hair done there. "

After speaking, Mrs. Gao took the woman's arm and whispered a few words in her ear, but her eyes were fixed on the black car coming from a distance.

"Mom, is the Xia family here?" I saw a beautiful figure running over. The woman was about eighteen or nineteen years old. She was wearing the most fashionable pink dress at the moment, her hair was tied up high, and she was wrapped around a pink dress. A hair band, and the ends of the hair are neat, rigid curls.

Mrs. Gao glanced at her daughter with satisfaction, then bent down immediately, and quickly wiped off the mud stains on the skirt with the silk handkerchief in her hand, muttering incessantly: "My little aunt, You can't cherish it, this dress was bought with my own money."

"Mom, it's just a skirt. I'll ask my dad to buy it for me another day, and I'll buy you another one at that time." Gao Jinyu blushed immediately when she saw her mother's petty look, and said angrily.

"Hmph, you go and ask your damn father to buy it. I'm afraid he doesn't know who he gave the money to." Mrs. Gao immediately lowered her voice and said angrily when she heard her daughter supporting her.

"Mom, there are a lot of people here, so don't say it. Dad still loves you the most. Otherwise, why don't you dare to take them back? We are the Gao family." For a while, outsiders saw the joke.

The mother and daughter glanced at each other, then smiled at each other, and immediately became like a filial daughter and mother, and greeted the guests one by one.

"Your grandfather is here today, don't be childish, and make things worse, then I'll see how your father can spare you." Mrs. Gao glanced at her ghostly-eyed daughter and reminded her in a low voice.

"I see, let's play for a while, anyway, she has always been like that, no one will mind. I don't know what the Xia family did to have such a shameful daughter.

Also, Mom, you must say good things to my cousin, otherwise my cousin will bother me all day long, and I won't have time to play. "When Gao Jinyu thought of Xiao Mumulihua's soft and weak appearance with rain, goosebumps all over his body.

Seeing her daughter's disappointment, Mrs. Gao poked her forehead fiercely with her finger. Anyway, the son-in-law has now become a member of their Gao family. Thinking of this, Mrs. Gao smiled meaningfully.

The moonlight gradually faded, becoming pale and pale, reflecting the things on both sides of the street without any color.

"Dad, can I see Jianhong later?" Inside the car, the thin woman sitting at the back lowered her head and looked expectantly at the middle-aged man in front of her.

"I'll see you later. Does Qingqian like Jianhong very much?" Xia Mengguo took a deep breath and looked at his second daughter lovingly.The faces of the two women on the side were full of indistinct emotions, but the gloomy atmosphere in the car showed their worry.

Immediately, two blushes appeared on the woman's face, like a red oil painting, which couldn't disperse no matter what.The shy eyes are like a lotus flower that cannot withstand the cool wind.

"Wei Yu, take care of Wei Liang in a while, you are the elder sister." Xia Mengguo sighed, looked at the gentle, steady, and smart eldest daughter, and said earnestly.

"Wei Yu, if it's clear and uncomfortable, we'll be back in a while, and we don't need to look at anyone's face." The woman beside him finally couldn't help opening her mouth.She only has two daughters. They are as intelligent as the two daughters before. The second daughter can recite Tang poems at the age of four, and she can write good calligraphy. She has inherited her father's style. , this child is getting worse every day, and the kid from the Cheng family is always in his mind.

How could parents not feel sorry for their daughter, and paid for that kid from the Cheng family to study abroad? After so many years, seeing his daughter's hard life coming to an end, who knew that kid from the Cheng family was a white-eyed wolf.

"Madam, don't be arrogant, the Gao family doesn't dare to be presumptuous." Xia Mengguo looked at his wife and daughter distressedly, and gently grabbed his wife's hand, his tone very affirmative.

"I know, but I don't want Qingqian to be bullied a little bit. If I can hide her at home all the time, I'm willing." Madam couldn't help crying.

"Mom, don't cry, Qingqian will take good care of herself." As if feeling her mother's worry, Xia Weiliang raised her head slightly and said firmly.

"Silly boy."

(End of this chapter)

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