Huanxi Boy: Song Qian's crit attack at the beginning, I'm numb

"Fangyuan, you are so heartless when you say this. I didn't listen to what you said to me. You didn't object to buying a house at all. It's an investment. It's a great thing. You don't have to object, my God. Down there, how can there be any money delivered to the door, you push it out, you pretend to be unemployed, you just don't want Lei'er to come..."

Song Qian saw that Tong Wenjie and Fangyuan were separated by the door, and the noise was getting louder and louder, and the influence was very bad, so she said:

"Fangyuan, you can go back, you, a big man, came here on purpose to quarrel with Wenjie, do you think it's okay!"

Qiao Weidong also came along. Hearing Song Qian's words, he immediately said:

"Song Qian, open the door quickly. This is a family matter between Wen Jie and Fang Yuan. Why are you an outsider getting involved?"

Upon hearing Qiao Weidong's voice,

Song Qian exploded, and got angry all at once,

"Qiao Weidong, get out of here quickly;

"You are not welcome here. Fangyuan lied to Wenjie to lose her job. It must have been your idea."

The back of the pot,

Qiao Weidong quickly defended,

"Song Qian, don't talk nonsense, this matter has nothing to do with me, I don't know at all."

"You don't know, you lied to ghosts..."

Song Qian was even angrier, "You and Fangyuan are the same breed;

"Dare you say that Fangyuan didn't tell you about Su Cheng's sale of the house;

"Dare you say that you don't know about Wen Jie's plan to buy a house;

"You two hurry up, it's not a fun thing..."

Well, this fight got louder and louder.

Su Cheng never expected,

The cause of the conflict turned out to be because I sold the house myself.

The reason why Song Qian was asked to help sell the house was to find an excuse to give her some gifts to brush up on the progress of the investment.

Helped sell the house, and gave some gifts to thank, of course.

"Yingzi, do you want to go out and persuade him?"

Su Cheng pulled Qiao Yingzi and closed the door.

"I'm not going..."

Qiao Yingzi pouted,

"My mother is in a fit of anger. I'm not going to look for it. Let's leave this matter alone and let's play Lego."

"Yingzi, don't fight in the living room. If Mr. Song comes over, you won't be able to hide..."

Su Cheng helped Qiao Yingzi, and after taking Lego to other rooms,

Called the property.

This matter, more or less, has something to do with myself.

Su Cheng does good deeds without leaving a name, helping both parties to calm down.

not much time,

Hearing the security guard's voice, he invited Qiao Weidong and Fangyuan away.

The entire corridor is peaceful.

Su Cheng also felt at ease cooking,

I want to eat quickly, so I specially made gnocchi soup.

First cook the soup, order the batter, and cook it to eat.

Simple and fast, the key is to resist hunger.

When done,

Su Cheng took out a big bowl to cool down first, then went to call Qiao Yingzi,

"Yingzi, are you hungry? I made gnocchi soup, do you want some?"

"OK……"

Qiao Yingzi nodded happily, and said strangely:

"You can cook."

Once the words are spoken,

Qiao Yingzi regretted it, she thought of it, Su Cheng has no parents and relatives, living alone, it is normal for Su Cheng to be able to cook.

"Yingzi, Mr. Song probably didn't eat..."

Su Cheng didn't answer, and talked about another matter,

"I cooked some more, you can take it over."

Before Song Qian left, she said she had packed and brought food back.

Now that something like this happened, it was probably because he didn't eat.

Just took the opportunity to brush up on a wave of investment progress.

"it is good……"

Qiao Yingzi also thought of it,

First sent a text message to Song Qian, then ironed the dining cloth, and brought a big bowl back home.

Su Cheng watched Qiao Yingzi leave, feeling very good.

He found that borrowing Qiao Yingzi's name was a good way to brush up on investment progress.

After a while, Qiao Yingzi ran back again.

For breakfast, she didn't eat much,

Seeing that Su Cheng had prepared a bowl of noodle soup,

She was not polite either, she sat down at the dining table, took a sip with a spoon, her eyes sparkled.

This is so delicious.

It is better than all the meals I have eaten since I was a child.

It tastes better than mom's cooking.

Qiao Yingzi tasted one after another, happy and satisfied.

Su Cheng was also satisfied. With a bowl of noodle soup, Qiao Yingzi's investment progress increased from 27% to 32%.

next door.

Song Qian took two small bowls, filled a bowl of noodle soup, put it in front of Tong Wenjie, and persuaded:

"Wen Jie, I didn't eat lunch, let's drink some noodle soup."

This time, Tong Wenjie cried and cried, and quarreled, and she didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

But the mood is still low,

She shook her head and said, "I have no appetite, I don't want to eat."

"..."

see her like this.

Song Qian didn't persuade her much, and filled a bowl for herself expectantly.

Yesterday, the dumplings made by Su Cheng were very delicious.

She likes it very much, and made dumplings specially this morning.

Before, I didn't feel that the dumplings I made were not delicious.

After eating the dumplings made by Su Cheng,

Song Qian was eating what she made, and she clearly felt that it was far behind.

She really wanted to learn from Su Cheng,

But thinking about being a mother, someone who has been working for more than ten years, I really can't open my mouth to learn from Su Cheng.

Now, Su Cheng made another noodle soup and brought it over.

Song Qian couldn't wait to taste it, whether it was as delicious as dumplings.

The gnocchi soup is still hot,

Song Qian took a spoonful of it with a spoon, blew on it, and took a sip, a satisfied smile appeared on the corners of her lips.

The noodle soup is clear and refreshing.

With glutinous and smooth noodles, it is very delicious.

Involuntary.

After taking a bite, I want to eat another bite.

Soon, Song Qian finished a bowl and filled another bowl.

aside,

Tong Wenjie had no appetite and didn't want to eat.

But seeing that Song Qian's food was so delicious, she also felt a little hungry for no reason, so she put it in a spoon and took a small bite.

As soon as the noodle soup enters,

Tong Wenjie was slightly dazed, thinking emotionally of her childhood.

It's delicious, just like what my mother made.

Trance like a dream,

In the dream, my mother was there and my sister was there, full of laughter.