Hold on to the owner

There is still a distance from the main house, and there are many expensive and famous cars driving beside Yan Moqing's car, and the directions are all heading towards her house.

It seems that there are not a few people who want to use this birthday banquet of grandpa to make a difference. Tonight is destined to have a lot of leisure!

After driving the car into his special parking space that was almost vacant all year round, just as Yan Moqing pushed the door open, a white figure suddenly came out: "Sister!"

Although she has enjoyed the "welcoming way" of this kind of treatment in recent years, Yan Moqing still finds it difficult to adapt. She raised her eyes angrily and stared at the white tuxedo in front of her. At first glance, she looked like a prince who just walked out of a fairy tale. The handsome boy said angrily: "No matter how old you are, you will always be so ignorant!"

Yan Shuai curled his lips disapprovingly: "You are my sister no matter how old you are, do you need to be so particular about it in front of you?"

"Then do I still have to thank you for your 'special treatment'?"

Yan Shuai smiled "hehe": "That's not necessary." As he spoke, he stepped forward to hold Yan Moqing's left arm with one hand, took the bag in her hand with the other, and looked into it with his head down: "Give grandpa a gift. ? What is it?"

Yan Moqing raised his hand and patted him on the head: "You'll know what it looks like shrinking your head and shrinking your head later?"

"Okay, okay, I see, it's okay if I don't read it."

The two talked and laughed all the way into the hall from the backyard. As expected, the huge hall was already full of people, which seemed to be no less than at the open-air reception in the front yard.

The siblings of the Yan family each had a face that would overwhelm the country and the city, and they were the masters. As soon as they entered the door, they were surrounded by people with different thoughts. For the [-]th birthday, those who can be in the hall must be some distinguished guests. To give some face, they forced a smile on their faces and did some superficial kung fu.

Fortunately, her dear brother was able to deal with these situations with ease. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he took Yan Moqing's hand and smiled at everyone, "I'm sorry everyone, my grandfather has been waiting for my sister all this time. , let's go over and say hello to Shouxing."

Naturally, no one can refuse such a request, and everyone politely laughed and let it go.

Yan Shuai pulled Yan Moqing to the front of the main seat. Before he could stand still, old man Yan's resonant voice came through the wall between them: "Xiao Qing is here? Hurry up, get to Grandpa's side Come."

Everyone turned their heads when they heard the words, and when they saw the Yan family siblings behind them, they naturally exchanged pleasantries, and then dispersed wisely, leaving some space for the host family to talk about themselves.

"Grandpa." Yan Mo smiled and walked to the side of Old Man Yan, followed the tradition of previous years and bowed decently, saying, "Happy birthday to you!"

"Okay, okay, come on, sit here with grandpa." It was rare to see his most beloved granddaughter, and Mr. Yan was happier than getting some great baby.

Yan Moqing sat down as promised, reached out to take the bag in Yan Shuai's hand, took out a beautifully crafted wooden box, handed it to her grandfather, and said, "This is a birthday present for you."

"A gift from my precious granddaughter? Then I have to open it now."

Old Man Yan took the wooden box and looked it up and down, with bursts of joy in his eyes: "Even the box is made of high-quality rosewood, Xiao Qing, it seems that you put some thought into this gift."

Yan Shuai became more and more curious when he said this, and he urged his grandfather: "I said, Grandpa, you should open it quickly. I also want to know what good things my sister bought."

"You kid, you've been frizzy all day long." Old Man Yan reprimanded him lightly with a smile, then lowered his head and opened the wooden box in his hand.

With the faint woody fragrance, the first thing that catches the eye is a pure white silk handkerchief. Yan Shuai's originally tense mood relaxed, and the expectation on his face instantly turned into disappointment. He turned his head and looked at Yan Moqing in disbelief. Asked: "Sister, will you give grandpa a silk scarf?"

Yan Moqing raised his hand and patted his forehead: "Go away." Then, he pinched the corner of the silk handkerchief with his right thumb and index finger and gently lifted it, revealing the true face of the gift.

It turned out to be a crystal clear black jade chess.Moyu is rare in the first place, and these are even rarer and even rarer.The whole body of the jade is pure black without a trace of impurities. At first glance, it looks unpretentious and unastonishing. When you look closely, it is not difficult to find that this quiet black seems to have a unique magic power, which makes people feel slow when looking at it. Slowly attracted by it, unconsciously, the eyes can't move away.

Jade is the best product, and the craftsmanship of this carving is naturally not bad.I saw that on the chess pieces of the same shape and size, the edges and corners that should be engraved are clear, and the knife is in place;

The old man put the chess piece in his palm, and looked at it carefully in front of his eyes. From his concentrated appearance, one could tell at a glance that this gift was very suitable for him.

"Xiao Qing, it's not easy to get this gift, you have a lot of connections, right?"

Yan Mo smiled and said, "It's nothing. I have a friend who specializes in jade. He got it by chance. I knew you would like it when I saw it, so I asked him to give it up."

Yan Shuai leaned in front of his grandfather, followed suit for a while, then turned to ask Yan Moqing, "Sister, is this thing worth a lot of money?"

Hearing this, Old Man Yan raised his hand and flicked his fingers in the middle of his forehead: "You brat, you know how to think about this all day long."

"Hey, be gentle, let me say Grandpa, why did you hit your grandson so hard?" Yan Shuai wrinkled his face exaggeratedly, shrank behind Yan Mo and said, "Do you think I'm sending you off?" The gift you gave is not good, are you waiting for an opportunity to retaliate?"

"Hey, you little bastard, how do you talk to grandpa?" Mr. Yan smiled and gave him a look, and continued: "Your gift is good, but grandpa is an 80-year-old man, so he can still use it." something?"

Yan Mo listened curiously, turned to look at Yan Shuai, and asked, "What did you give?"

"A bottle of l's perfume, how about it? Is it tasteful?" Yan Shuai looked smug and looked at Yan Moqing expectantly, as if he was waiting for the expected compliment.

However, Yan Moqing was only stunned for a moment, then with a puzzled face, he turned his head and asked, "Why did you give the girl something?"

"My God!" Yan Shuai's expression was exaggerated: "Sister, are you okay, are you stupid at work all day? Why is l's men's perfume just for girls?"

"Oh." Yan Moqing responded lightly, not feeling "ashamed" at all of his "ignorance" in his heart. Is there any special attention to these insignificant things?Anyway, she seldom uses perfume on weekdays, and most of the perfumes at home are gifts from Luo Ye and other friends, many of which she hasn't figured out yet.

However, there was another point that deserved her more attention.

Yan Moqing raised his eyes and looked at Yan Shuai thoughtfully. He looked at Yan Shuai until he felt hairy all over, and asked uncertainly, "Sister...why are you looking at me like that all of a sudden?"

"I forgot to prepare a gift for grandpa, so I made up a random number with a bottle of perfume, right?"

Yan Shuai protested instinctively: "How can you make up the numbers? The new model, I haven't had time to use it...well..." The more he said this, the lower his voice became, and his confidence became weaker.Knowing that there are few things in this world that can escape the eyes of his elder sister, Yan Shuai finally had to surrender: "Okay, okay, can't I make it up in a few days?"

That's about the same, Yan Moqing nodded in satisfaction and didn't say anything else.

Mr. Yan watched them with a smile on the side, after you had finished arguing with each other, he finally came out to smooth things over and said, "That's all right, all right, the gift is just a thought, I'm very happy that Xiaoshuai hasn't forgotten my birthday." gone."

At first glance, it sounded like he was pleading for Yan Shuai, but when he thought about it carefully, why was it so wrong?

"Grandpa, look at what you said. In order to attend your birthday banquet, I pushed back several important appointments."

Yan Moqing glanced at him indifferently: "Your appointments are available 360 ​​days a year, and they are all based on the three meals a day. How important is that?"

"Hey, sister, you..."

Before Yan Shuai's protest had time to speak out, there was an angry voice coming from behind the group of people.

"Old Yan, happy birthday. Fortune is like the East China Sea, and life is longer than Nanshan."

Yan Mo turned his head to look, it turned out to be the former chairman of the Luo family, the founder of the group, and the grandfather of Luo Ye.

"Grandpa Luo." Yan Mo leaned up to give up his seat, and greeted him politely.

"Yo, Xiaoqing, is this it? But it's been a while since I saw you, the longer you are, the more beautiful you are." As he spoke, he turned his head and smiled and looked at Old Man Yan: "You old man is blessed, look at this pair of grandchildren , are all dragons and phoenixes among men."

"Come on, don't talk to me about these scenes all day long, are you two bad?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Mr. Luo's expression changed on the spot: "Don't mention that unfilial son to me!"

Old Man Yan knew that he had said something wrong unintentionally, so he hurriedly skipped over it with a haha: "Come on, take a look at the gift that Xiao Qing just gave me, you want to like it." He handed over the red sandalwood box at hand up.

Mr. Luo was just pretending to be on the scene, so he complained casually. Although the two of them have a deep friendship on weekdays, and they can do whatever they want without any scruples, but at least they are birthdays today, so they can't go too far. The steps built by others came down.

However, when he lowered his head to look at the black jade chess set, his eyes immediately lit up: "I said, Lao Yan, you are a good thing, Xiao Qing has a heart."

"Really? I just said that you must like it." Old Man Yan couldn't hide his complacency on his face.

"What do you like, can you send me?"

"That can't be, it's given by my precious granddaughter, how can I give it to anyone casually."

Mr. Luo deliberately put on a face: "Then why are you showing off with me?!"

"Just to let you see, I'm greedy for you on purpose..." Old Man Yan laughed, seeing his old friend who had been with him for many years slumped, it felt really good.

"Look at how proud you are." Mr. Luo carefully closed the wooden box, put it on the tea table beside him, and said, "If you don't give it to me today, I won't see you anymore? I'm the only one who can play chess with you." .”

"Haha, yes, you are right!"

Just as he was talking and laughing, another person came over, but he was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties, with fair complexion, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and a gentle appearance.

"Hello, Uncle Wei!" Yan Moqing stepped forward to say hello first, and then Yan Shuai followed her in saying hello.

Wei Xuanting nodded with a smile, and turned to the person in the main seat: "Hi, old man, I wish you good luck like the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan."

There were only a few words of blessing left and right, and they were all the same. Old Man Yan responded with a smile, and asked casually, "How is your father?"

"It's hard for you to think about it. His old man is recuperating at my sister's place in Canada. He made a special call yesterday and told me to say hello for him today."

"Okay, we old guys haven't got together for a while, we must meet and have a good chat when he comes back."

Mr. Luo also interjected: "Xuanting, why don't you see your two children?"

Wei Xuanting replied: "I was outside this morning, and I met a few friends who were chatting. Since Jin Yu came back from abroad, that girl has been outside all day long, and it's hard for me to see her face."

"Kids are like that, all of them."

Mr. Luo had just finished speaking when he raised his eyes and saw a young man walking not far away. He chuckled, turned his head to look at the old birthday star on the main seat, and said, "Look, here is a young man, it's your last The one I like."

Yan Moqing turned around when she heard the words, and was surprised to find that it was none other than her fiancé, Qi Yu, whom she hadn't seen for a long time and who was about to forget her appearance, who was strolling along with a smile not far away.