Yang Haitao clasped her hand: "Fortunately, Huang Jianjun's communication skills are stronger than mine, I let him go to some drinking parties or something, after all, I am a person with a partner, and I will try to go to those occasions as little as possible." ”

Song Xuan looked at him with disgust: "You don't go to the drinking party, it's for the sake of your body, okay?"

Yang Haitao remembered something and said, "I think there is still a lack of someone on your side." ”

"What?"

"You still lack an assistant, I'll handle this matter, you don't have to worry about it. ”

Song Xuan was also happy: "Okay." ”

Yang Haitao's selection criteria are that women, fist and foot kung fu should be good, and after being introduced, he found a national women's martial arts champion with a height of 173.

Gao Yun, twenty-one years old, heroic and sassy, first-class kung fu of fists and feet.

Yang Haitao was quite satisfied and gave her the first task of joining the company: "to learn to drive." ”

Song Xuan is also quite satisfied with Gao Yun, this girl, her eyes are resolute but not fierce, she doesn't talk much, she does whatever she wants, her hands and feet are very neat, she feels very comfortable to use.

That night, at the dinner table, Song Xuan glanced at Yang Haitao: "Gao Yun is good, you are attentive." ”

Yang Haitao smiled: "It's good if you like it." ”

It was Lang's concubine's intention, and the rain in early autumn became lingering.

Song Ran slapped the table violently, and shocked Song Xuan again: "You girl, just eat, what kind of table do you shoot?"

Song Ran looked at her aggrievedly: "Can you pay attention to the two of you? My family's scenery is thousands of miles away in the northwest, can you consider my mood?"

Song Xuan raised her eyebrows: "What's the matter, considering your mood, can't I talk to Yang Haitao?"

Song Ran was aggrieved: "If you want to talk about it, you can go to his house and talk about it, I can't help but think about my brother brother when you two achieve communication." ”

Song Xuan shook her head: "You girl, you are really open-mouthed." ”

"It's all my own family, what else do I have to taboo? ”

Yang Haitao nodded frequently: "That's it, it's all my own family, I don't need to see outside, my sister-in-law can say whatever she wants." ”

Oh my God, I can finally call out the title of sister-in-law openly.

Song Xuan kicked him under the table, and another one came who didn't have a door on her mouth, she was really tired.

She raised her eyes to look at Song Ran: "When will your soldier brother come back?"

Song Ran said listlessly: "Don't ask me, I don't know anything about this kind of thing, it's a matter of military secrets, and he won't tell me in detail." ”

Poor child.

After dinner, in order not to irritate Song Ran, Song Xuan really ran to Yang Haitao's house, Song Ran looked at her sister's back sadly, and forgot her sister when she saw her.

Well, you always have your crooked reasoning.

Song Ran sat on the sofa, and Wu's mother came over with a cashmere blanket: "The weather is not so warm, Xiao Ran, spread the blanket." ”

Song Ran got up, helped Wu's mother talk about the cashmere blanket laid out, and pulled Wu's mother to sit down together: "Let's watch TV." ”

Wu's mother picked up the velvet bag and the long silver needle on the low table: "Give you and your sister two cashmere sweaters, this color is beautiful, beige, weave a high collar for you, and it will look like a glutinous rice dumpling when the time comes, it must be very beautiful." ”

Song Ran suddenly came to his senses: "Mother Wu, why don't you ...... You taught me how to knit a sweater?"

Mother Wu sneered: "Okay, little ancestor, don't make trouble, watch your TV well." ”

Song Ran stretched out his hand: "Teach me, I want to knit a sweater for my family Jingxing." ”