Life With You

This year's winter is extremely cold. In November, it suddenly dropped below zero in the night city. However, many communities with collective heating have not yet started to provide air. This kind of weather is perfect for gathering people to eat hot pot.

Diana opened a table on the second floor of the restaurant. On one side was a steaming Sichuan-style red oil pot, and on the other side was a clear soup white water pot. Naturally, Song Xi sat on the side of the red oil pot. Unfortunately, Han Chunmeng and Qiao Aiwen both loved it. People who are spicy can only touch their obviously bulging belly at this time and look at the plum blossoms to quench their thirst.

Song Xi took the mutton out of the red pot, dipped it in a lot of millet and put it in his mouth, and comforted him: If you cook it for a while, you two will be liberated in March next year. If you are greedy, I will eat it for you.

Han Chunmeng was eating the tasteless hot pot, her mouth blistered due to greed. Gu Dongxu asked: Is it okay to eat a few bites occasionally?

Diana said: Better be careful.

Song Xi said: Look at how greedy she is. If she doesn't eat, she will overturn the table. Just take a bite.

Gu Dongxu asked Han Chunmeng what he wanted to eat, and he cooked it for her. After Han Chunmeng struggled for a long time, he said: Beef balls.

Gu Dongxu put a beef meatball into the red pot, and Diana said, Don't you love fat beef rolls the most?

Song Xi said with a discerning expression: The beef balls are the biggest, so she has to eat them slowly.

Han Chunmeng said: You understand me.

Ling Yue took the initiative to ask Qiao Aiwen if she wanted to eat the food in the red pot. Qiao Aiwen shook her head. She started to have nausea and vomiting since she was two and a half months pregnant. She vomited out more than she ate. She was obviously in the same month as Han Chunmeng. Looking at Han Chunmeng now The fat face is round, but Qiao Aiwen has slender limbs, and you can't tell that she is pregnant from behind.

Dang Zhen gave Han Chunmeng and Qiao Aiwen each a hand-drawn picture book with different contents. The two couldn't put it down. Yuan Bao said: I participated in both of them.

Qiao Aiwen asked: Really? Which one was painted by you?

Yuan Bao said: Guess what.

Han Chunmeng pointed at a star and said, You drew this.

Yuan Bao smiled lightly and shook his head, then Qiao Aiwen pointed at a small flower on the album carefully, This?

Yuan Bao still shook his head.

Song Xi and Dai Aina both came over to guess, but Diana couldn't get it right after several guesses. Song Xi muttered, You didn't just color, did you?

Yuan Bao and Dang Zhen raised their lips at the same time, and the former said: You guessed it right.

Han Chunmeng said: Hey, I've spent so much effort. If I can't guess right, I'll just point to these 'big ones'.

Yuan Bao said: Then you praise me too much. How dare I show off in front of Jiang Yuan?

Dang Zhen looked at him and said, You are also very good at painting.

Yuan Bao said: I'm not as good at painting as you.

Dang Zhen said: Your painting style is very childlike and has your own style.

Yuan Bao said: Famous teachers give birth to great disciples...

Tong Hao said: In the past, it was just Mrs. Wang who sold melons and boasted about it. Now she sells melons with someone to praise her?

Dang Zhen was embarrassed to be told, although she was telling the truth. Yuan Bao raised his head and said: It's such a wonderful day, I would like to propose a toast to all the bachelors here.

Tong Hao's eyes were sharp, and Huo Jiamin said: I didn't mess with you, don't take me with you.

Shao Yitong asked: What a good day is today?

Yuan Bao smiled and said: Friday, tomorrow and the next two days are off.

The table was lively, and the one who talked the least was still George Sheng. If others didn't take the initiative to talk to him, he could remain silent or just talk to Song Xi. Everyone had already become accustomed to it. In the middle of the meal, George Sheng's cell phone rang. He went out to answer the phone. As soon as he left, Song Xi's cell phone rang. It was Song Yuanqing.

Song Xi pressed the connect button and called with a smile: Dad.

Song Yuanqing listened to the voices inside and said, Eating out with friends?

Well, let's eat hot pot at Dai Dai's place.

Song Yuanqing said: Come out for a moment and I will tell you a few words.

After hearing this, Song Xi stood up and took her cell phone out of the private room, I'm out, what's wrong?

Song Yuanqing said: Today Fang Hui confessed some illegal and criminal activities that the Fang family has done through the Sheng family over the years, including using the Yu Sheng Group to launder money. She admitted it. Now the police are collecting evidence, and Fang Yaozong is also under investigation.

This news came too suddenly. Song Xi paused for a moment before saying, Why did she suddenly let go?

Song Yuanqing replied cryptically, The Party has been doing work. It has been a month or two since Sheng Qianyu was captured. If she hadn't told her, Sheng Qianyu would not have been able to escape the death penalty.

Song Xi asked: So she doesn't need to be sentenced to death now?

Song Yuanqing said: It depends on the outcome of Fang Yaozong's treatment.

Song Xi understood. To put it bluntly, one life is worth one life. It depends on whether Fang Hui wants to protect Fang Yaozong or Sheng Qianyu. But in any case, Fang Yaozong will not be sentenced to death. The most severe sentence is life imprisonment, but Sheng Qianyu does not have any official position. It is equivalent to wearing a yellow mantle without life-saving means. One knife will kill you, so Fang Hui hesitated again and again, but chose to save the son and abandon the father.

Song Yuanqing consoled him: The Party family has done a lot of work during this period. It is impossible for the Fang family to cause any more trouble. It's time to wrap things up.

Song Xi's heart also turned over and over again, as if he had been fighting for too long, and at the end he no longer had the joy of victory. He just hoped that this catastrophe would end soon and return to peace soon.

Do you need me to do anything with Zhi Sheng? Song Xi asked softly.

Song Yuanqing said: No, I'll let you know so that you can have a peaceful sleep.

Song Xi said: One minute before you called me, Zhi Sheng also went out to answer the phone. This is probably what happened.

Song Yuanqing said: If the Fang Sheng family falls, the Qiao family can also be stable. The party commander will not treat the Qiao family badly in the future.

Song Xi's lips curled up slightly and he joked: That's right, Dang Zhendu and Yuan Bao are holding it in their hands. We have hostages.

Song Yuanqing also laughed, The Party Commander would ask me about Yuan Bao and your group from time to time, for fear of treating his daughter badly.

Song Xi said: Tell Dang Shuai to relax. Dang Zhen is the 'King of Children' in our group. Qiao Qiao and Bo Jing like the fairy tale books she gave them. Today she also gave Xiao Wen and Da Meng Meng a gift. We all said that in the future, the children would gather together and let her tell stories.”

Song Yuanqing said: That's good. If you get along well, the party commander can rest assured.

Song Xi chatted with Song Yuanqing for a few words and caught a glimpse of George Sheng emerging from the corner. She hung up the phone and George Sheng walked towards her. The two looked at each other and knew that the other party had received the news.

Song Xixian said: It seems that Yuan Bao's words are accurate. Today is indeed a good day.

George Sheng said: I just came up from downstairs, and it's snowing outside.

Really? No wonder the temperature is so low suddenly.

George Sheng said: Find some time, let's hold a make-up wedding.

Song Xi was surprised, So sudden?

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In the private room, Tong Hao was surrounded by pairs of people from all walks of life. Opposite him were Yuan Bao and Dang Zhen, the most disgusting people. He lowered his head to eat in silence and occasionally chatted with Huo Jiamin, who was also single. His phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and saw a deposit of five thousand yuan in his bank card.

When he saw the money, he knew what day it was. Tong Hao dug out the text message with 'Tong Anwei' and typed two words: Received.

Not long after, ‘Tong Anwei’ replied: Good people will have a safe life.

Tong Hao resisted the urge to raise the corners of his lips and typed with one hand: Do you know what you look like?

The other party asked back: What is it like?

Tong Hao said: Demonic believers pretending to be Buddhists.