Chapter Twenty-Four: Isn't This Feeding the Pigs?
"Xiao Yue, what are you doing with this kid, Xiao Song is our tenant!"
When the landlady who came out of the back room saw this scene, she hurriedly came up and opened the iron door, and said with a smile: "Xiao Song, this child happened to be not at home when you came to see the house, you must not be like her." ”
"How could it be. Song Ming smiled absently, but he was very surprised in his heart.
When she signed the rental contract before, the landlady was very picky about herself, and asked about the basic situation before agreeing to rent out the backyard.
Why did you suddenly become enthusiastic?
"Xiao Song, you see it's time for dinner, let's go to the back room for a meal, this is your first day staying in our house, so it's Aunt Huang who will pick you up!" the landlady invited with a smile.
"Aunt Huang, I've eaten, you don't have to worry about me. Song Ming smiled and declined.
"Oh, that's really not a coincidence--- Aunt Huang slapped her palms, thought for a while, and said, "Then tomorrow night, tomorrow night you must come to taste Aunt Huang's craftsmanship!"
After speaking, without waiting for Song Ming to refuse, he took Zhong Ruyue and went to the back room.
"What's going on?"
Song Ming grabbed his hair for some reason, and Aunt Huang seemed to be a different person before and after.
The next night, Song Ming was rewarded by Aunt Huang for entering the courtyard with his left foot first, and sat down at the table.
The table was full of sumptuous dishes, and Song Ming glanced at it, to say the least, there were seven or eight dishes.
There are only three people in Aunt Huang's family, she, her daughter Zhong Ruyue, and an old grandmother with paralyzed feet.
Obviously, these dishes were specially prepared for Song Ming alone.
"Xiao Song, come, eat a piece of braised pork, this is Aunt Huang's specialty dish---"
"Xiao Song, try this sauerkraut fish, I don't know if it suits your appetite---"
"These three fresh soups have just come out of the pot, Xiao Song, you sit still, I'll serve you a bowl. ”
Before the meal officially began, the food in front of Song Ming was piled up into a hill.
"Mom!" Zhong Ruyue saw Song Ming's embarrassment, patted Aunt Huang, and said angrily: "Can't you let the family clip it yourself? ”
"Hey, I said that you kid can talk?" Aunt Huang was very dissatisfied with this metaphor: "The first time Xiao Song came to our house for dinner, I'm not afraid that he won't be able to let go?"
Turning his head, he gave Song Ming another chopstick of green vegetables, and said with a smile: "Xiao Song, let's ignore her, you can eat your peace of mind, you must have a full meal!"
"Aunt Huang bothered ---"
Song Ming smiled awkwardly, looking at the food in front of him, he was worried for a while, isn't this just feeding pigs---
After eating, Song Ming returned to his room and continued to look through the jewelry books.
"Knock ---"
There was a knock on the door, and Aunt Huang's laughing voice came from outside: "Xiao Song, I'm Aunt Huang, is it convenient to come in?"
Song Ming hurriedly opened the door and asked with a smile, "Aunt Huang, is there something wrong with me?"
"It's a bit of a thing. Aunt Huang sat down and glanced at the house: "How is it?
"Habit. Song Ming nodded, and said in his heart, Aunt Huang, what is this selling?
"That --- Xiao Song---" Aunt Huang pondered her emotions for a moment and said, "I remember you told me last time that you were going to go to the Nineteenth Middle School for an internship soon, right?"
Last time, Aunt Huang interrogated Song Ming's basic information one by one, and naturally did not let go of the details of the internship.
"I'll tell you the truth, in fact, our family Xiaoyue went to school in the nineteenth middle school, and I have selfish intentions in renting this house to you. ”
Song Ming nodded, knowing a rough idea in his heart.
"You helped Xiaoyue out of the siege today, I didn't have time to thank you, don't take it to heart, that kid is stubborn and doesn't want me to mention it, so ---"
"I understand. Song Ming smiled, young man, after all, he has some good faces.
"Alas---" Aunt Huang sighed: "You may not know, this kind of thing is not once or twice, our family Xiaoyue was bullied like this, I am a mother who sees it in my eyes and hurts in my heart." ”
"Does the school care about this?" Song Ming said in surprise.
"It's not that I don't care, it's just that the stinky girl's father is the school director, and those school leaders don't dare to offend him, so they can only turn a blind eye. ”
"I've also been to the school twice, I'm not afraid of your jokes, except for getting some compensation, I haven't even heard a serious apology. ”
Aunt Huang's eyes turned red as she spoke: "Xiaoyue's father works in the field, and he can't take care of anything at home, what about me, I have a home to manage, and a paralyzed old man to take care of, a family like ours really can't fight with others." ”
"Xiao Yue told me about today's events, Xiao Song, Aunt Huang knows that you are a person with great skills, and if you can find here, it also means that you have a fate with our family. ”
"You just pity poor Aunt Huang, take care of Xiaoyue more at school, so that she doesn't get bullied all the time, what do you think?"
Afraid that Song Ming would not agree, Aunt Huang took out a wad of banknotes from her pocket and said, "If you take this fifteen thousand yuan, it will be regarded as a three-month rent waiver, and you will eat at home in the future, and Aunt Huang will definitely not treat you badly." ”
"Aunt Huang, I can't take this money. Song Ming hurriedly pushed the money back: "Just like you said, acquaintance is also a fate, I will take what you said to heart, I just don't know if there will be any psychological pressure on Xiaoyue's side." ”
It doesn't matter if you have money or not, what really makes Song Ming's heart move is the sentence "eat at home" that Aunt Huang said.
Aunt Huang's craftsmanship is quite good, if she can eat such a delicious meal in one meal, it will be a blessing.
"Don't worry, I'll go do the work over there, Xiaoyue!" Seeing Song Ming relieved, Aunt Huang couldn't help but be overjoyed: "That kid is a little stubborn, and his personality is still very good." ”
"That's fine. Song Ming said in his heart, as long as Zhong Ruyue didn't feel that she was plotting against her, it would be fine.
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On the first day of the formal internship, at the urging of Aunt Huang, Zhong Ruyue reluctantly sat on Song Ming's little electric donkey and went to the 19th Middle School together.
The little girl was still very shy, holding the armrest tightly, sitting in the back seat without saying a word, and the scene was a little embarrassing for a while.
Before solving the problem, Song Ming felt that it was necessary to understand some of the situation in advance, and asked, "By the way, did you have any trouble with the little girl named Bai Ling last time, and why did she always target you?"
"She's a madman, just leave her alone. Zhong Ruyue obviously didn't want to say anything.
"Okay---"
"Is the guy who helped you fight last time really your subordinate? I heard him call you boss. After the atmosphere eased, Zhong Ruyue couldn't help but express the doubts in her heart.
With such a powerful thug close protection at a young age, Zhong Ruyue felt that Song Ming's identity must be extraordinary, but she really didn't see what was unusual about him.
"Also, why can your cat heal?"
"What are you talking about!?" Song Ming was shocked in his heart.
The secret of the Tai Chi cat doesn't even know the fat man, how did Zhong Ruyue find out?