I will die early and cannon fodder. I will enjoy great blessings after marrying a sick man.

After Song Shi finished speaking, he invited Wang Deshan out and at the same time closed the door of Zeng Shaoke's house.

"Master, are you okay?" Looking at Zeng Shaoke's unsightly face, Song Shi asked with concern.

Regarding Wang Deshan, he heard Zeng Shaoke mention it. Because he knew how much Zeng Shaoke cared about him, Song Shi was also worried about Zeng Shaoke at this moment.

Zeng Shaoke smiled happily at Song Shi: "Master is fine, your master has thought about it a long time ago. Besides, I have such a good apprentice like you now, which can make up for the injuries I suffered before."

"That's good."

Seeing that Zeng Shaoke had recovered, Meng Qingyue also breathed a sigh of relief. Although the two of them usually quarreled and quarreled with each other, in this matter, he also felt sorry for this old man.

"By the way, Manman, you can follow me to meet some of my old friends this afternoon."

"it is good."

Hearing Song Manman's response, Meng Qingyue smiled and nodded. He had prepared it a few days ago to take Song Manman to meet his old friends. Now that Song Manman was his most proud disciple, he naturally wanted to take him with him. Go out and show off.

"Xiao Shi, you also go with the master to meet those old guys in the afternoon." Zeng Shaoke glanced at Meng Qingyue and immediately said to Song Shi.

The two have known each other for many years, and he could tell Meng Qingyue's little thoughts at a glance, which was nothing more than showing off his apprentice and cheating on the good things those old guys had. Naturally, he couldn't miss this kind of thing.

But when he turned around and looked at his apprentice, Zeng Shaoke's enthusiasm suddenly disappeared. Although he had the intention to trick his apprentice into something good.

But thinking about his apprentice's daily appearance, Zeng Shaoke felt that he was going to make a wedding dress for Meng Qingyue. After all, when his apprentice got something good, the first thing he thought of was his sister.

At noon, they cooked some food at Zeng Shaoke's house. After eating, Meng Qingyue and Zeng Shaoke took Song Manman and Song Shi to the teahouse to meet their old friends.

Since several of their old friends have returned to Kyoto, they will come to the teahouse whenever they have a rest. It can be considered a party, and there is nothing much going on.

When the four people arrived, several old friends of Meng Qingyue and Zeng Shaoke had already arrived.

Looking at the familiar but unfamiliar people in front of them, Song Manman and Song Shi couldn't help feeling embarrassed. Most of Meng Qingyue and Zeng Shaoke's old friends are now professors working at Tsingta University and Peking University, so Song Manman and Song Shi couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Even if you have never attended the other party's class, you have more or less heard of and met the other party once or twice.

"Who are these two?"

Hearing the other party's question, Meng Qingyue suppressed the corners of his slightly raised lips and introduced with a serious face: "This is my new apprentice, and now my most proud apprentice is named Song Manman, who is currently studying in the History Department of Peking University. "

Zeng Shaoke, who was on the side, twitched his lips when he saw Meng Qingyue's appearance, and then said as if he didn't care: "This is my apprentice named Song Shi. He is in the Department of Economics of Qingda University. He did well in the college entrance examination and barely passed it. He is the number one scholar in Nanshi City."

Later, Meng Qingyue and Zeng Shaoke introduced several old friends to Song Manman and Song Shi.

"Okay, you two, just be proud of yourself. This is just beating around the bush and playing tricks!" After hearing Meng Qingyue and Zeng Shaoke finish speaking, an elegant old professor on the side said.

"Then let's play it real instead of pretending. My young disciples are all here. You old guys can't give me any gifts!"

Hearing Meng Qingyue's words, several other people on the side glared at the elegant old professor. They would rather Meng Qingyue play imaginary, at most just to satisfy his taste. If he plays real, they will have to bleed.

They are not as wealthy as Meng Qingyue, nor are they as rich as Zeng Shaoke. Their net worth is far less than that of Meng Qingyue and Zeng Shaoke. If they have one thing and one thing less, they still have more or less. It hurts.

"You don't even have it with you, right? It doesn't matter. Just prepare your things when you get back. I'll get them myself." Before the others could speak, Meng Qingyue said as if he understood everything.

After Meng Qingyue finished speaking, even Zeng Shaoke's face twitched a few times. This old guy was really shameless when he spoke, and it was not normal for them not to carry valuable things with them. It was as if it was abnormal when he said it, and he didn't want to Think about who would carry around the valuable things at home every day.

However, Zeng Shaoke still followed up and said: "Lao Li, Lao Zhang, Lao Liu, you guys can't treat each other favorably. This is a gift for young apprentice Lao Meng, so I can't leave behind the gift from my apprentice!"

Listening to her master's deception, Song Manman pursed her lips and let herself go. After all, she couldn't discredit her master, and she still liked it very much. Who doesn't like to receive gifts!

"Okay, okay, I got it. I'll prepare gifts for these two little guys when we get back."

Hearing the responses from several old friends, Meng Qingyue nodded with satisfaction.

After gathering with some old friends of Meng Qingyue and Zeng Shaoke, Song Manman and Song Shi took the two of them back to their homes.

When they arrived home, Tao Shaoxiao was making pork rib soup. When he saw Meng Qingyue and Zeng Shaoke, Tao Shaoxiao quickly put down his things and said hello to them.

"Master Meng and Master Zeng, will you have dinner at home tonight?"

Before the two of them could speak, Song Manman responded quickly: "Eat here, Shao Shao has something to eat today. I bought some pork tripe. I can make pork tripe soup later."

"Manman, do you want to cook?"

"Well! Today you have a taste of my craftsmanship."

"Okay, I'm really looking forward to your craftsmanship. The cake you made is something I can't forget. I've never eaten a more delicious pastry than that one."

"Then I'll do it again next week." Thinking that next week would be Meng Qingyue's birthday, Song Manman replied to Tao Shaoxiao.

Song Manman finished cooking the pork belly and chicken, and the rest of the Song family also returned.

At the dinner table, Song Manman picked up a spoon and served Chen Fengzhi a bowl of pork belly soup, and then looked at Chen Fengzhi expectantly: "Mom, how would you like to try this pork belly soup?"

Feeling Song Manman's eyes, Chen Fengzhi felt relieved, thinking that her daughter had finally cooked for once, and even if it was not good, she would still say it tasted good. However, after Chen Fengzhi took a sip, she looked at Song Manman in surprise.

"Our dear baby is so awesome. He is good at everything. This is the first time he has made soup, and it tastes so good."

Hearing Chen Fengzhi's words of appreciation, Song Manman glanced at the others and covered her face with some embarrassment. She had to admit that her mother's filter on her was really big.

Shen Yanqing on the side also hurriedly served himself a bowl, and after taking a sip, he also turned on the compliment mode, making Song Manman even more embarrassed.