It will be different if there is a schoolmaster beside you!
Because adults subconsciously think that it is not bad to play with Xueba.
Analyzing the interests, Yujing is even more reluctant to let people go. "Then you can stay at my house tonight. I’ll ask the driver to take us to your rented place, and then I can help you clean it." Then I won’t give Song Qingcheng a chance to refuse. She took Qingcheng’s arm and went to the stairs. "Let’s go. I called home to take my classmates back …"
It was at the time of school that the car outside Yuanwei School was full of children, and there was Yu Jia in it.
Song Qingcheng’s cell phone rang when he walked to the school gate.
To display Ge Wenjuan’s number
She didn’t answer the phone, muted it and put it back in her bag.
……
Yujia is located in Zi Yuan, Jingyun Road.
The car went backwards in the sight of the tall sycamore trees beside the gate of Zi Yuan.
Even though I have been to Song Qingcheng once, my eyes are still attracted by those near or ocean-going buildings. Zi Yuan was built at the beginning of the century and is known as the first mansion in Nancheng. Even in the past decade or so, the market price of second-hand houses here is much higher than that of its new single-family villas.
☆ Chapter 19 Yu Family Banquet (Revised)
Like many old families, the Yu family also retains some traditions, such as the indispensable family dinner every week.
Lu Yujing frowned when talking about his family dinner.
"In addition to being boring or boring," Yu Jing leaned against the pillow in the arms of the whole Song Dynasty and kept spitting. "A large group of people sat in the living room to talk about current affairs and the economy, and then bear children ran around, but my great grandfather was so old that he liked such a noisy gathering."
Two cars have been parked before and after the flameout near the black Mercedes-Benz Yujiaxiao foreign building.
Yujing smashed her mouth. "It’s my fourth aunt’s family."
Song Qingcheng and Yujing came into the living room, and sure enough, a quite young woman was dressed in fashion and dyed burgundy short hair. A little boy sat on the carpet with his head up in his forehand and watched cartoons. Yujing’s attitude was not warm, and he simply said hello to each other and pulled the Song Qingcheng Building.
Yu Jingcai, the bedroom door, explained that "my fourth aunt is not the same mother as my father"
Song Qingcheng window position She looked into the building and happened to have a sapphire sports car parked in front of Yu’s house.
"That’s my third aunt," Yu Jingyin said.
It didn’t take long for the building to faint with hearty laughter.
Yujing left the pie mouth. "My third aunt and my mother came out from the womb, but she was a little neurotic and always wanted to be a big star and play a little girl in Lei Ju for a long time."
Song city didn’t continue to look back from the window curtain finger smile "your aunt is quite a lot"
"A total of three uncles and two" Yujing didn’t want to talk about the depression of family affairs and pulled Song Qingcheng’s hand "Let me take you to see my great grandfather. He must be happy to know that I make friends with you"
……
Yu Lao is a 90-year-old man with a high collar and gray hair. He has a habit of staying in a high position and staying dignified. Maybe he often stays in a convalescent center to maintain his health after retirement. The whole person is in good spirits and has no symptoms of confusion and denial. He is a little deaf.
"Grandpa, this is my classmate!" Yu Jing’s big introduction to the old man’s ear
The whole building has a central tune.
Old Yu sat in a wheelchair with his legs covered with a thin wool blanket. After listening to his granddaughter’s words, he turned to look at the quiet girl, Song Qingcheng, and smiled gracefully at the old man. "Hello, Grandpa."
Yu Jing added, "The whole city is amazing. She takes the top three in every exam!"
The cheerful tone seemed to say that she was herself.
"Ok!" The old man nodded with a smile.
Yu Jing, who came out of Yu Lao’s room to prepare Lou, rubbed her belly and said, "I’ll wash my hands."
Say that finish and ran away.
Song Qingcheng’s corridor on the second floor is waiting for her. She is chatting and hearing someone say hello from the building. "The second child is here. Isn’t this Jiazhi? When will she return to China?"
"Yesterday" sounded like a soft beauty.
The whole song dynasty looked from near the stairs-
Yu Tingchuan was wearing a trousers shirt, not a polo shirt and casual pants that he saw at noon. Next to him was a temperament beauty wearing a cuff skirt, twenty-seven years old, with long hair and slim waist, holding Yu Tingchuan’s arm with bare hands. So two people came to a surprisingly perfect match.
Section 11
The man in the original Xuan place seemed to have some induction, and raised his eyes to look at the building.
Ranging from the line of sight to the whole Song Dynasty, I put aside my eyes and looked at it just now like a casual one.
Yujing happened to come out from washing her hands with a face of "some diarrhea"
Building nanny has welcomed people into the house.
"Grandpa building?" That soft beauty comes again.
Yu Jing’s third aunt Yu Hui responded, "Where’s the room? Let the second child accompany you."
Temperament beauty yingying smiled.
Yujing has walked beside the whole Song Dynasty and glanced down the line of sight of the whole Song Dynasty to see the smiling, gentle and touching beauty on her lips. She whispered, "Gu Jiazhi’s third daughter, an entrepreneur, and Gu Zhengshen’s sister may become my second aunt’s strong backup player."
Song city can’t help but think of the grand birthday party that night with a faint smile, "born in a noble family is very suitable for your uncle."
"That’s it," said Yujing, or she chuckled. "If you look like this, that’s a good match for a man and a woman with a face of blood."
"…" The whole song dynasty didn’t pick up this word and looked at Yutingchuan gently.
What did Gu Jiazhi say in Yu Tingchuan’s ear over there? Yu Tingchuan turned her face slightly to see her man’s eyebrows. The orange light was more profound.
Song Qingcheng withdrew his eyes and turned to ask Yu Jing "Back to your room?"
Yu Jing doesn’t want to run upstairs to deal with these elders, but she doesn’t want to be stuffy. "Go to the garden through the back door. This meal must be eaten around seven o’clock."
……
Yu Jing’s grandmother loved to care for flowers and plants for a long time, and the back of the small building became a rose garden.
Just sitting on the garden bench, Yujing was called away by people because of something.
Song city didn’t follow the past and sit around for a while, then got up and wandered around the garden.
In midsummer, the garden is full of beautiful and fiery red, setting off the strong sunset glow in the evening.
The wind blows black hair …
She raised her hand to push her hair to the corner behind her ear, but she noticed that someone was watching her.
Intuitively turned his head and saw that it was Yutingchuan.
On the terrace on the second floor of the foreign building, the tall and straight figure of a man stood there with his hands on the guardrail and his shirt sleeves rolled up and he was silently overlooking her.
That look seems unavoidable.
Song Qingcheng stood in that vast expanse of blooming Chinese rose, while wisps of green hair brushed the clear facial features. The dark light of the sunset came slowly from the sky, reflecting her slender figure with a clear and distant beauty.
In front of Yutingchuan terrace, he didn’t look like simply appreciating the beauty.
"See what?" Gu Jiazhi sounds from behind.