All furniture and dead things fall in love with me [Rebirth]

Song Rui insisted, "Don't worry about me, I don't dip in the seasoning, give it to my brother."

Song Chen didn't have as many problems as him, he would eat anything.

The general frowned, "It's not tasty."

"It's okay." Song Rui took out the stinky tofu and put the seasoning on the edge of the plate, "I'll just have a taste."

"That's it." The general looked at his back thoughtfully, since he didn't eat garlic, coriander and shallots, he changed to a sweet sauce.

He found that Song Rui especially liked Flammulina velutipes and shiitake mushrooms, and he never forgot to add a little to everything. He even put a lot in the pork rib soup, and it boiled until it looked wilted.

Bai Wuze picked a little out, chopped it up and added it to the seasoning, added a little lean meat and batter, made it thick, put it in the pot and boiled it for a while.

He specially put it in a small bowl and asked Song Rui to come over, "This is for you to dip in, and it contains your favorite enoki mushroom and shiitake mushroom."

"Really?" Song Rui picked it up with chopsticks. Although the cut pieces were very small, he could still tell, "The general is so considerate."

General: (〃→.→〃)

"Try it first, if it suits your appetite." The general opened the steamer and took out the steamed bacon and unknown fish inside.

"Yeah." Song Rui ran out to pick up a piece of stinky tofu, and then ran back to dip it in seasonings. First, he took a bite carefully, and after tasting it tasted good, he simply swallowed it. "It's not bad, it's delicious."

The seasoning was freshly brewed, and it was still a little hot. Song Rui couldn't speak clearly, and said vaguely, "The general really understands me."

All the dishes are ready, but the general's hands are wet, and it is inconvenient to untie the apron. After several attempts, he failed to untie it.

Song Rui happened to stand behind him, and helped him untie it, her warm hand touched his neck from time to time.

General, (〃v〃),

The general turned his head in embarrassment, he was not used to being in contact with people, especially Song Rui, who always acted very close.

"The general is blushing again." Song Rui was very close to him, and deliberately whispered into his ear, the general's neck turned red.

"The meal is ready, I'm going back." The general pushed him away in a panic and walked out the door.

Song Rui stopped him, "Leave after eating."

"No need." The general insisted, "I have eaten a lot today."

Song Rui is a foodie, no matter whether it tastes good or not, he has to buy some to taste, and after one or two bites, he doesn't want it, and the rest is done by the general.

"That's different." Song Rui insisted on keeping him, "just in time to meet my brother."

"It's late." Bai Wuze looked embarrassed.

"What are you afraid of, a big man, General? I can still eat you." Song Rui looked out the window, it was really late, "Well, if it's too late, I'll sleep here."

The general's face turned red all of a sudden, and even the tips of his ears turned red, "No way."

He said righteously, "It's not good for your reputation."

puff!

How much reputation do you need even if you are almost married? Of course, this is hard to say.

However, the general is different from those coquettish sluts outside. If he is an ordinary person, he would definitely wish to stay, talk about his relationship and love, and maybe have the opportunity to share the same bed, but only the general refused.

"Okay." Song Rui shrugged helplessly, "Then I'll see you off."

"Yes." The general did not refuse.

It is said to be a gift, but it is actually the door. Song Rui closed the door and the Kung Fu General disappeared.

Slip fast.

Song Rui wrapped her bathrobe tightly, stood in the corridor for a while and found no one, so she simply walked back.

He washed his hands, and was about to wake Song Chen up for dinner, but Song Chen had already walked out of the room, looking at the dining table in surprise.

"You did it?"

"No." Song Rui shook the water off his hand, "A friend made it."

"Bai Wuze?" Song Chen guessed right.

Speaking of it, although Song Rui has many friends, he never brings them home. What's more, it was reported that he and Bai Wuze were engaged in the middle of the night last night. Today, a friend cooks, and the food is freshly made. It's dull.

"Yeah." Song Rui didn't hide anything, "He just left."

Song Chen was silent, there was still a hole between him and Song Rui, deeper than the sea, "Are you really engaged to him?"

Song Rui shook his head, "Not yet, but soon."

"Didn't you say that you will never get married in this life?" Song Chen couldn't understand.

"That depends on who the target is." Song Rui patted the chair beside him, "Come and sit."

Song Chen remained silent, and sat beside him obediently after a while.

"Brother." He seemed to have something to say, "I..."

Song Chen's expression was depressed. He was not a person who didn't know what to do. He only knew the pain when he sat in this position. For the first time when he came here, the general manager pretended not to know him, and the shareholders repeatedly rejected his opinions, as if deliberately opposing him. I can't understand some professional knowledge, exactly the same as Song Rui back then.

But he is fine now, and there is an older brother on top of him. Song Rui didn't have one back then, and everyone praised his uncle, so he could only pretend to be on the same side as his uncle.

After the death of my uncle, I gradually came to the fore.

Song Rui put a chopstick in his bowl, "Try this, it's made according to your taste."

"I'm sorry." Song Chen lowered his head, and finally said it.

Song Rui put down his chopsticks and rubbed his head, "I'm sorry for what the family said."

Song Chen rushed over suddenly and hugged his waist, as if he had been wronged.

He was indeed wronged. When the group was founded, it was his father and a group of friends who did it. Now his father is dead, and the relationship between friends is also fragmented.

When Song Rui was in charge, young people were used on a large scale. The group of old antiques left by his father thought that young people could not do great things, and young people liked innovation. Tradition and new ideas would inevitably collide. Opinions were not unified, and differences naturally emerged. As a result, there are two camps in the group.

If it was Song Rui, he would choose to take advantage of both sides. This kind of yin and yang extremes was deliberately created by him. No one can dominate the family. Which side to suppress, let the two sides fight each other, and will not hit him with ideas.

It doesn't matter if the two sides fight over their heads, his position is still stable.

But Song Chen was different, he had a soft heart, and he would stand on the side whenever he cried, which caused the children who could cry to have candy, and those who couldn't cry suffered a great loss.

If this continues, the extreme state of yin and yang will be broken. Once broken, Song Chen alone will definitely not be able to control it.

"Brother." Song Chen hugged his waist tightly, "When Dad is here, the family is harmonious, brothers and friends are respectful, why is the relationship gone when Dad is gone?"

Song Rui's voice was calm, "What do you think?"

"They've all changed."

"I thought they had all changed before." Song Rui looked out the window in a daze.

"What about now?" Song Chen looked up at him.

"I found out later that they haven't changed, it's been like this from beginning to end."

"Then why?" Song Chen looked at him suspiciously.

"Because Dad is too strong, they have to live in harmony when Dad is around, brothers and sisters." Song Rui also took a long time to understand, "Don't blame them, blame ourselves, we are incapable of making them get along in harmony. "

After he understood this truth, he began to see everyone in the same way, without any prejudice.

He was targeted by that group of old antiques before, and he has always had a problem in his heart, and he couldn't get over it. Although he looked peaceful on the surface, he started to suppress everywhere after taking power, and the group of old antiques he engaged in could hardly get along.

Later, the extremes of yin and yang were divided. In his yin and yang extremes, both sides are very important roles and are treated equally.

As a result, there were no strange voices anymore, and the topic of everyone's discussion shifted from him to his opponent. Old Antique's opponent was the young man, and the young man's opponent was Old Antique.

The harder the two parties fight, the more intense the competition will be. The old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled will also be eliminated in the process. The group will go further and its position will become more and more stable.

The reason why the throne can be higher than everyone else is because it stands on top of the bones.