Chapter 217, it's just a chicken, a dog
Song Wuliang smiled and said, "I'm not the same as him, I don't know what he wants, but when it's time to eat, he will come out." ”
Fang Yi nodded and said, "Old Man Song." ”
Song Wuliang said: "My grandfather said that his head hurts, on one side is his grandson, and on the other side is reason, so he simply doesn't see either side, so he won't come out." ”
Fang Yi suddenly understood what Old Man Song meant.
That night, the old man Song said a lot to Fang Yi, Song Haoyue is a member of the Song family, but it is not counted, when the old man Song said this, he had unconcealed pride in Song Haoyue's grandson, but he also had loss and helplessness.
No matter what, Song Haoyue is the grandson of Old Man Song, and Old Man Song is simply out of sight and out of mind, and he doesn't see it as clean, so he simply stays in the house and doesn't come out, so he doesn't have to embarrass him.
"Don't look at my old man all day long for the old disrespect, in fact, he is childish, knife mouth tofu heart, alas, think about this old man is about to enter the ground, I have a heartache in my heart for no reason. ”
The more he talked, the more unserious he became, Song Wuliang was such a thing, Fang Yi couldn't laugh or cry, Old Man Song had such a grandson, it was not easy to die without being angry.
The lights in the courtyard were bright, and on a round table as big as two round tables, delicate dishes were served on plates, Song Wuliang was greedy and wanted to steal a few pieces to eat, but at this time, Song Chenghai just came out and glared at him, making him immediately straight-mouthed.
Song Chenghai walked over with a smile on his face: "Miss Fang, please come to the table." ”
Fang Yuying didn't say anything, stood up, but took Fang Yi's hand and pulled Fang Yi towards the round table. Song Chenghai stood there, his expression frozen, and his expression was a little complicated.
Song Chenghai didn't take Fang Yi in his eyes before, he just took Fang Yuying very seriously, after all, Fang Yuying was the daughter of the Fang family, and it was impossible for him to disrespect him.
However, Fang Yuying saw through Song Chenghai's thoughts, and pulled Fang Yi to the dinner table, what does this mean? This means that Fang Yuying invisibly slapped him in the face.
"The Fang family really can't guess it......" Song Chenghai muttered to himself in a low voice.
Fang Yi was pulled by Fang Yuying to sit down, he knew what Fang Yuying was thinking, what was the intention of doing that just now. This sister of hers seems to be slapping Song Chenghai's face, but in fact, she just doesn't want to be looked down upon.
It's so simple, it's just a gentle gesture, but it's better than it says.
Fang Yi felt a little bitter in his heart, and glanced at Fang Yuying next to him, the delicate and perfect side face was so divine and beautiful at this moment, gentle and amiable, and it was like two people with the barbaric and rude appearance before.
Everyone at the dinner table sat down, but Song Chenghai didn't say anything about starting, because everyone knew that there were still people.
But Fang Yuying didn't care so much, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.
Everyone noticed Fang Yuying's impolite and unkind behavior, but no one said that Song Chenghai only didn't see it if he saw it, and Song Wuliang secretly gave a thumbs up.
"Come, Xiao Fangyi, eat this. Fang Yuying was not shy about picking up chopsticks and giving Fang Yi a dish.
Fang Yi smiled and didn't refuse, he knew why Fang Yuying did this.
The two of them started eating, but Song Wuliang was greedy, looking at Song Wuliang's physique, they knew that he was a foodie, and at this time, looking at so many rich dishes on the table and couldn't move, it was really aggrieved.
"Dad, you see that the guests are all moving chopsticks, let's use chopsticks too. As he spoke, Song Wuliang picked up the chopsticks and wanted to start.
With a snap, Song Wuliang was slapped on the back of the head, and Song Chenghai glared at him and said, "An fen." ”
Song Wuliang's fat face puffed out his cheeks without being angry, he was extremely aggrieved, looked at Fang Yi and Fang Yuying, licked his tongue, and thought that he was deliberately disgusting Fang Yi. But Fang Yi just didn't see it, and still ate his own.
At this moment, several people walked towards this side, led by a young man, handsome and dignified, and beside him was a middle-aged man, whose facial contours were somewhat similar to Song Chenghai.
Behind them was a woman and a middle-aged man, it was Yan Yingnan and Liang Yong, so it was naturally Song Haoyue who walked in front, and that middle-aged man was Song Haoyue's father, Song Zhenghan.
As soon as a few people came, the scene immediately became tense, and even Song Wuliang sat there as if he was facing a great enemy, paying attention to the movements. But when Song Wuliang saw Fang Yi and Fang Yuying, he immediately fell into a groove.
The two of them ate happily, as if they didn't see Song Haoyue and the others coming, and Song Wuliang couldn't help but secretly give a thumbs up.
Song Zhenghan sat down next to his eldest brother Song Chenghai, with a cold face, and glanced at Fang Yi and the others, sneering silently, with obvious disdain in his eyes.
Song Haoyue sat down next to his father Song Zhenghan, and Yan Yingnan also sat down in turn, and finally Liang Yong.
But just when Liang Yong was about to take a seat, Fang Yi suddenly put down the chopsticks in his hand and said lightly: "What kind of thing are you, you are not qualified to sit down here." ”
The atmosphere on the already dull dinner table suddenly became stagnant, and the scorching summer night was full of chills.
No one thought that Fang Yi would suddenly speak, Song Wuliang didn't expect it, Song Chenghai didn't expect it, Song Zhenghan didn't expect it, Yan Yingnan didn't expect it, and when he looked at Song Haoyue again, he had a faint smile on the corner of his lips.
Liang Yong's expression changed suddenly, his face was gloomy, and a trace of sharpness flashed in his eyes, as sharp as a knife.
Facing this knife-like look, Fang Yi calmly and slowly picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, then kneaded the tissue into a small ball, and then ran the ball over, seemingly unintentionally, but it happened to hit Liang Yong's face.
This scene was seen by everyone, this was not only slapping Liang Yong's face, but also slapping Song Haoyue's face, the atmosphere was terrible, and if Liang Yong didn't say anything, it would be Song Haoyue's face that would be lost.
Everyone understands in their hearts that when Song Haoyue came, Fang Yi gave him a dismount.
In fact...... This can only be regarded as a report and a report, and the gift is still exchanged.
Liang Yong's face sank like water, and he didn't make a move immediately, he said coldly: "What do you mean by this?"
Fang Yidao: "You still don't understand what I mean, that time on Chunxi Road, you smashed my car, and I am now smashing your face, courtesy is still exchanged, do you have an opinion?"
"Whose car is smashed?" Song Wuliang said loudly, he had an ominous premonition in his heart.
"A Toyota car made in RB, hmph, I'm a patriot, what if I smash it?" Liang Yong said to Fang Yi.
Song Wuliang was about to have a seizure when he lay down, but was pulled down by his father Song Chenghai.
Fang Yi looked at Liang Yong, whose face was as heavy as water, smiled, and said, "Patriots will not talk about patriotism, nor will they think that they are invincible in the world when they follow a master like you." ”
Liang Yong said coldly: "Don't provoke me. ”
Fang Yi said lightly: "I don't want to fight, I just want to reason with you, and I will also return to you what you said to me that day." Although this Rongcheng is not the world of our Yi, it is not the world of your master, what about the big and young, in my eyes, it is just a local chicken and a dog. ”
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