Substitute for the little ancestor

"I didn't expect to meet Xiang Lingfeng in this place."

Wan Shuhe stared.

The car was waiting for Ruan Tong below. He wanted to invite Ruan Tong to have a meal, but the company called him temporarily.

In desperation, Wan Shuhe said to Ruan Tong: "Thank you very much for being able to accompany me out to relax today, and I will definitely treat you to dinner another day."

Ruan Tong nodded slightly and smiled knowingly: "Okay."

The driver was chubby and looked very friendly, Ruan Tong called him chubby.

On the way, I saw a fun place. From the outside, it looked simple and solemn inside, and there were colorful lights hanging everywhere.

It seemed to be a newly opened commercial street, Ruan Tong stopped Xiaopang: "Let's get off the car and have a look inside."

The anniversary of the death of Si Chenmo's biological mother was coming soon, so he couldn't help him much in the company, and he could still share the family affairs with him.

Si Chenmo's mother likes flowers very much. It is conceivable that such a symbolic beauty loved beauty very much in her lifetime.

Ruan Tong contacted the flower shop in advance to customize flowers. She did not choose white chrysanthemums that are commonly used, but customized lilies and calla lilies.

Because she felt that Si Chenmo's mother would always be by his side.

The word farewell is too sad.

Ruan Tong had been picking sandalwood for a long time in the incense store, and Grandma Yun at home had also bought it before, so Ruan Tong knew more or less how to do it.

"Boss, please help me wrap these up."

Ruan Tong handed the selected incense paper and sandalwood to the boss.

"Okay, miss."

The boss is also an elderly person, and usually likes to chat with the customers in the store without saying a word.

He pushed his presbyopic glasses and looked at Ruan Tong: "The girl has a good bone, Wangfu."

If it was a compliment, Ruan Tong was a little embarrassed: "Thank you."

Just after saying thank you, the boss looked up and down at Ruan Tong and said, "Girl, have you been married?"

It seemed to be asking Ruan Tong, and it seemed to be a sure word.

Ruan Tong was slightly startled: "How did you find out?"

The boss laughed lowly: "I have studied the Book of Changes before, and I know a little bit about it. But I'm just chatting with people who have a good relationship."

The former smiled kindly, and Ruan Tong nodded.

She took the packed box and thanked the boss again before leaving.

Not long after Ruan Tong left, a black extended Rolls Royce stopped in front of Xiang Xing.

Xiang Lingfeng was closing the car door when Tao Zhouzhou had already run in.

"grandfather!"

Xiang Tianqing turned around: "Oh, Zhou Zhou is here."

Xiang Lingfeng followed closely behind, and Tao Zhouzhou went up to give the old man a bear hug: "Brother Fengfeng said he would invite me to dinner here tonight, grandpa, I really miss your craftsmanship~"

He is coquettish, a big man about 1.8 meters tall, and his appearance is really funny.

The old man laughed: "You two are deliberately looking for something to do for me."

"Grandpa, don't listen to his nonsense, I'll cook tonight."

Xiang Lingfeng added from the side.

Although he usually looks arrogant and domineering, in front of Xiang Tianqing, Xiang Lingfeng is still very sensible and well-behaved.

After all, they were brought up by Xiang Tianqing since childhood, and the relationship between grandpa and grandson is very close.

"Zhou Zhou finally came to see me once, Xiaofeng, don't be so busy, grandpa will do it tonight."

Xiang Lingfeng and Tao Zhouzhou had already bought the ingredients before they came, and they were all fresh fish and shrimp.

The craftsmanship of the old man is recognized.

When I was very young, the hero in the impression of children of the same age was Altman, and only Xiang Lingfeng said that his hero was his grandfather.

Xiang Tianqing learned to be a cook and also played the piano. When he was young, he studied politics and martial arts. When he was old, he gradually developed in the direction of literature.

In Xiang Lingfeng's perception, there was nothing that could stump Xiang Tianqing.

Xiang Tianqing made a good dinner, and almost all the ingredients he bought came in handy.

It can be seen that there are a few hard tears left on his old face.

Xiang Lingfeng looked a little displeased, and he slapped Tao Zhouzhou across the face: "Stop playing games, go and serve dinner for my grandpa."

"Dele to the young master, the young one will go right away."

The courtyard of the villa is very large and spacious, which was specially designed by the workers when Xiang Tianqing bought this house before.

I heard from Xiang Tianqing very early on that he used to eat like this when he was young, and the family eating in such a big yard outside was very bright.

In fact, many people still eat like this, but more and more cities and high-rise buildings have eliminated this method.

But too big a yard is not good, especially when there are few people.

Xiang Lingfeng was cleaning tables and setting up shelves in the yard. The dinner for the three of them really looked a bit bleak.

In his hand, Xiang Tianqing held a bottle of old wine that was sealed with stamped paper: "Come to Zhouzhou, have a taste of Grandpa's wine, I'm sure you'll want to drink it again after drinking it once."

Tao Zhouzhou took the wine and smiled happily: "Thank you, Grandpa."

Meals are enjoyable, but halfway through.

The conversation changed slightly.

Xiang Tianqing was recalling the communication with Ruan Tong today.

He said: "A little girl came to the store today, and she looks quite pleasing."

Tao Zhouzhou has a girlfriend, so he is not interested in beautiful women, so he always pays extra attention to Lingfeng.

His eyes lit up and he asked Xiang Tianqing: "To be praised by grandpa, that girl must be pretty good. Then did you chat with the girl inside?"

Everyone knew that Xiang Tianqing liked to chat with people, so Tao Zhouzhou didn't shy away from asking.

Then he touched Xiang Lingfeng with his arm, but in return he gave him an impatient look.

Seeing the small movements of the two, Xiang Tianqing laughed out loud.

He picked up the wine on the table and filled it up, looked up at Ling Feng: "Xiaofeng, grandpa asked you, if you have a girl you like very much, but she has a family, how would you choose?"

The chopsticks for eating paused, and raised his head to Ling Feng: "Don't choose, why should you like someone with a family?"

As soon as these words came out, Xiang Tianqing's brows and eyes relaxed for a moment, but he still boasted calmly: "That's right, he is indeed the grandson I educated."

The dinner ended happily, and no one thought about the two sentences asked by Tianqing.

Tao Zhouzhou didn't notice anything, Xiang Lingfeng was a person who was always around, and he wouldn't bother with a married woman at all.

But Xiang Lingfeng felt something was wrong, he just thought it was strange, but he couldn't think of it for a while, so he didn't think about it.

In the evening, Xiang Tianqing was reading a book in his study, with ground ink and brushes beside him.

He wanted to take a pen to write something but shook his head again.

When learning the depths of the Book of Changes, there is a sense of being alone.

This is Xiang Tianqing's current situation.

But he won't gossip all day, it will make people feel like a different kind.

So most of the time he won't talk about it.

But this time, I always felt that something would happen, so I made an exception to decide Xiang Lingfeng's fate.