President Ba is playing Cinderella again today

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Because Father Song was still in the study, the two didn't talk for long, and didn't talk about other topics.

Song Zhishui walked back to Father Song after Xiao Yao hung up the phone.

Father Song still had that gentle look, but he narrowed his eyes slightly, "The little girl who called you is the Miss Xiao family, right?"

There is no need to lie about such a matter, and Song Zhishui has already made a promise, and she must face it bravely.

There was a gentle smile in her brows and eyes, and when she mentioned Xiao Yao, she was a little proud.

"It's her. Her name is Yaoyao. She is a cute and smart girl. You may have seen her when you were a child. Even if you haven't, you will definitely like her when you see her."

Father Song shook his head, not quite understanding, "Am I too rigid?"

"No, you have always been advanced, otherwise the Song family would have been lost in the torrent of development of the times." Song Zhishui said solemnly: "I like her, or I love her, and it has never been about keeping the old and seeking new things."

Father Song was silent, not knowing what he was thinking, Song Zhishui was sitting upright, waiting quietly.

Whether her parents agree or disagree, she is fearless.

After a while, Song's father sighed, and said to Song Zhishui: "I really haven't seen her, let's bring her to our house as a guest tomorrow."

Even if she never had expectations, Song Zhishui was happy and grateful at this time.

Seeing her expression, Song's father said earnestly, "I have never cared about you and Ah Ze since I was a child. When you grow up, you are required to do your best for the company. I have always owed you siblings. Ah Zhi, you can't get it." The family blesses the relationship with more misfortunes than happiness in the future, and I think you will be happy in the future, so I don't prevent you from being with the girl from the Xiao family, I'm just worried about you, not agreeing."

Song Zhishui lowered her eyes, "I know my father, but you haven't seen her yet, so it's too early to say that."

When Xiao Yao came the next day, she wore an elegant and soft little white dress, which was very charming.

Song's father laughed when he saw the two of them looking at each other, and blushed when they leaned on each other.

He couldn't help but look away, he really couldn't do it.

So when Xiao Yao saw Father Song when she entered the door, she felt that this uncle was approachable, refined and gentle, and it was no wonder that Song Zhishui had a natural gentleness.

It's so different from his own father. After Xiao Yao knew that Xiao Yao and Song Zhishui were together, Patriarch Xiao stared at Song Zhishui's bearded eyes, which was too fierce.

During lunch, Father Song only asked about Xiao Yao's family and did not deliberately make things difficult.

After lunch, Song Zhishui wanted to show Xiao Yao her room. This room was different from the one at Bihai No. 9. There were many collections and favorite figures from her childhood.

Father Song stood at the corner of the stairs and said to Xiao Yao, who was a guest, "Is Miss Xiao free next time? I need help."

Song Zhishui didn't expect such a sudden appearance.

Xiao Yao let go of the hand held by Song Zhishui, and responded obediently: "Uncle Song, if you have anything to say, just say it. Today is a rest day, and I have nothing to do next."

Father Song glanced at Song Zhishui, meaning that he would not let Song Zhishui follow, he beckoned to Xiao Yao and said, "Come with me to the operating room, I need an assistant. Your sister is too stupid, she can't learn it no matter what."

Where is it impossible to learn, Father Song has always claimed that those equipment and materials are sky-high prices, even if Song Ze touched him, he felt so distressed that he wanted to hold Song Ze down and beat him up.

The Song family is mainly engaged in original clothing and jewelry. The Song family started from scratch. In the early years, the jewelry was designed and cast by Song's father himself.

The entire work room is very large, and after the equipment is running, the temperature of the work room rises by about ten degrees.

Sweat dripped faintly from Xiao Yao's forehead, but her face did not change, and she continued to be Song's father's assistant.

Handing tools, operating casting equipment, cutting, cleaning, lettering...

The process was complicated, but Xiao Yao did it in an orderly manner.

After several pieces of jewelry were finished, Father Song left two that were similar to the preset ones, and threw the rest of the unsatisfactory ones into the waste box.

For two hours, Father Song never spoke.

After finishing their work, the two walked out of the operating room and entered the cool lounge.

Father Song sat on one side of the round table, pointed to the opposite chair for Xiao Yao to sit on, pulled off his mask and asked Xiao Yao, "Have you learned casting before?"

Xiao Yao wiped the sweat streaming down her cheeks, "No, I only did woodworking and carving with my father, he is just like you, he is serious and meticulous in his work, and he refuses to rest in his spare time, focusing on his hobbies. "

Song Zhishui knocked on the door a few times, and pushed the door open to allow one person to enter and exit, holding a plate of cleaned cherries in his hand.

Xiao Yao stood up and walked over. Song Zhishui saw that her hair was wet with sweat, and dust was printed on her chin from nowhere.

Song Zhishui was so distressed that she wiped off the gray stains on Xiao Yao's chin with her thumb, "So what are you trying to do?"

She switched hands, holding the fruit plate in this hand, and feeding Xiao Yao cherries with the other hand.

Father Song glanced a few times, put his fist under his lips, and coughed twice.

Xiao Yao shook her head and refused Song Zhishui's feeding, turned around and returned to her chair.

Father Song turned on the TV, it was the sports channel, and the teams on both sides were playing in full swing.

"Jin Zhu is the main force of the team, but it's a pity that he is about to retire, Dongcheng Club, alas."