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Chapter 39

Chapter 39

After such a New Year's meal, Qin Chu seemed to understand what Ren Fusheng meant by telling him to make do with it, because he was so depressed that he didn't even want to move his chopsticks.It was like going back to every meal a few years ago, making him feel like chewing wax.

Whether it's bitter, tactful or tactful, but the vernacular that seems to come out of the mind inadvertently makes people suffocate, unable to swallow or spit out.Even though he felt that Ren Fusheng, who was different from ordinary people, was smiling, he was powerless to retaliate, because Grandma Ren still warned her before taking her seat, after all, she was a relative, and it was always bad to tear her face apart.

Qin Chu thought of his mother, and told him the same thing. After all, he was an elder, and one day she would leave, so he would have a place to go back to.

The way Qin Chu looked at Ren Fusheng suddenly changed, and he felt deep sympathy for this woman.Behind that smile is how much helplessness and anger are hidden, how to swallow every mouthful of food, and how to pretend to be indifferent to respond to questions with guns and sticks, mocking and sour envy.

Sensing the gaze, Ren Fusheng turned his head to look at the boy sitting at the children's table looking straight at her.

Ren Fusheng was stunned for a moment, picked up the cup and drank most of it thoughtfully.

Ren Yuan added juice to the girl next to him, and the girl said thank you happily. She knocked over the glass intentionally or unknowingly, and wet half of Ren Yuan's pants.

Qin Chu withdrew his gaze, pulled the paper and wiped it for Ren Yuan.Ren Yuan didn't have any annoyance on his face, he said it was okay, he took the cup again and poured it full for the girl before going to the bedroom to change clothes.

The doorbell rang, and Qin Chu, who happened to be standing, went to open the door.

Lan Huimin (Huizi) and his wife were standing outside the door. Lan Huimin looked at Qin Chu's expression, then suddenly reached out and touched Qin Chu's head, and then smiled softly, "Wait for me to rescue you!" drive!"

Scanning the room full of people, old and young, Lan Huimin said carelessly, "It's not a coincidence that you came today. I don't know why so many people suddenly greet you this year."

Lan Huimin's husband reached out and tore off her clothes, smiled and put the gift beside him, shook hands with Grandpa Ren, and then shook hands with the older men in the room.

Lan Huimin was still like the lively girl back then, holding Grandma Ren's hand and being affectionate like her own mother. She was really eager, asked questions, cared, and said apologetically that work was a little bit He was too busy to come back to visit the old man often. Now that the company has grown, Fusheng is too busy.

Grandpa Ren moved two chairs to add them, and Lan Huimin didn't treat herself as an outsider at all, she pulled the chair and sat down next to Ren Fusheng, she said with a smile to bother her, and watched a few tricky-looking compliments casually, she immediately greeted him On its happy appearance.

The topic at the dinner table has entered a heated stage, and the length of the family after the greetings and blessings.

Just finished chatting about marriage, then children, education, work and income.All of them suppressed and then raised, thinking of ways to praise their children, complaining about their work and showing off their benefits, showing off their love and wealth.Lan Huimin secretly smacked her tongue as she watched, it really is that older women have no restraint, thinking that Ren Fusheng has perfectly avoided these habits, she offered her knees in her heart.Because she also inevitably grew up like this, but she didn't take the initiative to provoke it.

After all, tit for tat is the most effective way, as Lan Huimin casually chatted with Ren Fusheng, casually mentioned brands and styles, casually chatted about daily extravagant consumption, the voice of boasting gradually diminished.

Talking about children?Just to mention a few things, Ren Yuan was completely defeated in all aspects.

The topics on the table are gradually less female voices, and the men seem to be able to communicate more straightforwardly after drinking and guessing.

Suddenly someone brought up the issue of finding a job, and the round middle-aged woman said: "Fusheng is not starting a company, it is used by my family, so don't worry."

Ren Fusheng stopped his chopsticks and frowned slightly. She can be talked about, but it is absolutely not allowed to meddle in her affairs.

Lan Huimin had already asked: "What education? Are specialties and majors related to what Fusheng wants to do?"

"What do my family pay so much attention to?"

Lan Huimin said deliberately in a low voice: "Back then, Fusheng started from scratch and borrowed money for the baby's milk powder from me. Why didn't I see any help from my family."

It's not that no one heard it, even the drinking men paused.

The winking woman said: "She wants to cut off contact with us, maybe she wants us to help her by licking our faces."

Lan Huimin chuckled: "Now can I lick my face and ask for help?"

"Why are you talking!" The woman slammed her chopsticks and glared at Lan Huimin angrily.

Grandpa Ren remained silent, some of the men watched the play, some glanced at the woman who dug her own grave, no one thought of helping.

Ren Fusheng added a piece of braised pork for himself, chewed it slowly, and then asked calmly: "Do you have professional ability? Relatives don't need to require a degree, professional ability can't be vague, we have to rely on this for food."

"What kind of professional ability do you need? Isn't it just a studio, to put it nicely called a company, what kind of ability can you have?"

"I just heard about the popular TV series that you guys were talking about. The script was written by our studio. It was played at the same time as it was also produced by our studio." Ren Fusheng said lightly, "There are some other problems to be solved. Do you want to hear it?"

The woman rolled her eyes and remained silent.

Lan Huimin held back her laughter, when she suddenly heard a bang from the next table and a girl's exclamation.

The girl who just overturned the water glass, with a big lump of oil on her white sweater, scratched and scratched the young boy next to her. The boy was annoyed, and overthrew the girl. She fell down with the stool, and the girl sat Crying on the ground, the parents who rushed over slapped the boy on the face without saying a word, and the boy started crying too, frightening the younger ones.

The instigator of the Butterfly Effect quietly pulled Ren Yuan to watch the play.The girl couldn't figure out Qin Chu's fault, so she could only cry and blame the boy for not eating honestly, bumping into his arm when he moved around, and falling on her with the chopsticks.

The noise at one table eased the embarrassment at that table. After a meal, no one was in the mood to stay, and they all bid farewell and left.

Ren Fusheng and his mother went directly to the kitchen to wash the dishes and clean up. Grandpa Ren was old and it was not appropriate to send the younger generation away. In the end, Ren Yuan and Qin Chu sent everyone downstairs.

That older literary and artistic young woman who had been very quiet during the meal and dressed in forest style deliberately lagged behind Qin Chu, with a smile on her face.

Young woman: "You look at Ren Yuan, don't you? Otherwise, you wouldn't be bad enough to intentionally bully a little girl."

"..."

"If you don't admit it or deny it, then I guessed right."

"Aren't you considering chasing Ren Yuan? Although I haven't had much contact with him, at least he is good-looking, and you two really match each other. It is said that he has a good brain, and he is an all-around good boy. Look at those women who have reached a certain age. , Ren Yuan is simply impeccable."

Qin Chu looked over coldly: "Don't just compare Ren Yuan with those people, they are not worthy."

The young woman clicked her tongue and laughed even more happily: "You can decide whether they are worthy or not...you really don't deserve it. Aunt Fusheng is also a wonderful flower in the dust, and I still admire her very much."

Seeing Ren Yuan finished seeing off the guests and walking back, Qin Chu turned his head, and the young woman looked at Ren Yuan with a confused look.

"What's your purpose in saying this?" Qin Chu asked.

"To watch the play, to watch those people being speechless and being beaten in the face."

"..."

"I'm leaving, bye." The young woman waved her hand, still showing her artistic and fresh look, and said goodbye to Ren Yuan politely.

"What did you two say behind?" Ren Yuan asked.

"She told me to chase you down."

"..." Ren Yuan frowned.

Qin Chu smiled and looked at Ren Yuan sincerely, but the latter ignored him, his face was tired, and he walked back slowly with his hands in his pockets.