“？？？”

What is the saying?

Oh, yes, the pig's nose is stuck in the onion - pretending to be (like).

She's ...... garlic stuffed right now?!

Her nostrils were completely stretched open by garlic cloves, and she could imagine how funny she was without looking in the mirror!

Now she is obviously stuck in the throat by a duck bone, what the hell is Lin Dog doing better than this?! Take the opportunity to tease her?!

The nose couldn't breathe, and there was a stimulating garlic smell when he breathed, which made Fang Songqi want to sneeze!

However, no matter how much her mind was racing at this moment, it was not as fast as Lin Shinian's movements, and a spoonful of sugar was quickly stuffed into her mouth.

"The mouth goes down. Lin Shinian ordered, using brute force to forcibly close her mouth.

Fang Songqi swore that she didn't want to listen to him, but she didn't know how to swallow it.

"???", the feeling of a foreign body in the throat seems to have disappeared......?

Above her face, Lin Goubi was also asking her, "Okay, are you?"

Fang Songqi didn't answer, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he sneezed out.

Where could Lin Shinian let her succeed? Immediately put down her head.

Garlic cloves flew out of her nostrils and jumped to the ground.

Fang Songqi didn't give up, raised his head again, and showed a aggrieved face: "It's not good, it's still stuck." ”

"It doesn't seem to be working. Then change it, and since you can't swallow it, spit it out. As he spoke, Lin Shinian re-fixed her head with one hand, and the index finger of the other hand suddenly reached into her mouth, clearly going to cut at her throat.

Grass!

Fang Songqi is going to be disgusted by his fingers, and he wants to bite his fingers immediately—— it is like catching a turtle in an urn!

Unexpectedly, this turtle just deliberately made a false move, and its fingers did not really intend to go deep into her throat at all, and it was withdrawn as soon as it was stuffed.

She couldn't bite his finger as hard as she wanted, but knocked her two rows of teeth out of her gums.

Ahh

She's been losing so much lately! She didn't bite him a few days ago, and now his fingers are in her mouth and still escape. With her teeth, I'm afraid she has to practice and sharpen it again!

Fang Songqi roared in his heart, covered his mouth, glared at Lin Shi Nian viciously, his eyes were like knives, and he was about to scold, and when he opened his mouth, it was not dirty words that came out first, but a violent cough.

Ma! choked on her own saliva!

Lin Shinian didn't care about her anymore, and returned to his seat, with a big cold looker.

The servant came to help her, and when she coughed almost enough, he handed her water.

After tossing down, Fang Songqi's face was flushed.

Lin Shinian, who was in the seat, had already eaten half of the vegetarian food specially prepared for him that the cook brought to the table.

Fang Songqi was so aggrieved that she was about to explode, of course, on the surface, she didn't show it and was seen as a joke by him.

Everything seems to be just her own inner drama is too much, and Lin Shinian doesn't care about it at all.

After sandwiching two more chopsticks and vegetables, he ate it, put down the chopsticks, and then lifted his eyelids to look at her again: "A pot of chicken soup is all yours, you can't finish it now, continue to drink it at night." ”

"You poisoned?" Fang Songqi speculated maliciously. Otherwise, how could she start from reminding her to "eat slowly" earlier, and she inexplicably felt a trace of disgusting concern?

After thinking about it, even if he really cared about her for a while, he should have been, after all, he was still waiting for her to serve him in bed at night, and he couldn't make up for her body?

"Well, it's poisonous. Lin Shinian nodded, got up and left the table, and walked straight out.

As soon as he saw Wei Bi waiting at the door, he could guess that he was here to pick up the old dog and go to work.

Fang Songqi wished that she would occupy the mansion alone, but the grievance in her heart suddenly disappeared when she saw this.

Of course, the feud still wrote it down, and then hanged him when he got to bed!

…………

Lin Shinian looked at the scenery outside the car window that kept passing by with the car, but he didn't see it.

What appeared in front of her was Fang Songqi's mouth, her thin lips flapping up and down, and she could crackle and pop out words without stopping, as if as long as she was willing, she could talk about the old world and be alive forever.

With her, no matter how peaceful the environment of the villa is, it will be broken by her.

He still wanted to see her who was almost noisy and noisy at every turn than the person who sat in the bay window in a mess in the room the night before and lay quietly on the hospital bed later.

The carriage is a bit chilly......

…………

After eating, Fang Songqi began to get bored, regretting that he shouldn't have come here to avoid Feng Huohua's harassment, obviously Wulan Bay is also a good place to go.

After a few roars in the singing room on the basement floor, the strength given to her by the duck and the old hen seemed to wear off so quickly.

She didn't want to admit that her vitality had not fully recovered, and that the ducks and old hens were too weak to make up for it.

Dropping the microphone, Fang Songqi went upstairs, and through the window, he saw a duck nesting next to the goose in the enclosure in the courtyard, thinking that the goods that had been eaten by her were reborn.

After gazing, you can see the difference.

Will it be restocked soon?

Not only ducks, but also old hens are restocked.

It wasn't the original hen, the chickens didn't recognize their mother, and the new old hen didn't go to mix with the five chickens, but left alone in a piece of land, lazy nesting, just like the stupid goose who had no quarrel with the world.

The cook and the maid were not idle, burying rapeseed in the remaining vacant land in the vegetable field.

It is to be expected that it will not be long before the vast majority of the mansion will be self-sufficient in food.

Fang Songqi overturned the previous speculation that Lin Shinian wanted to transform this place into a farmhouse, and felt that it was becoming more and more similar to programs such as "Longing for Life".

Tsk, middle-aged and elderly people are middle-aged and elderly, and they like this kind of rural life.

But since she thinks of "Longing for Life", boredom is also boredom, and after she returned to the bedroom, she searched for this show for fun.

Love action movies are also greasy to appreciate, change a little light adjustment~!

Maybe by the way, I can also contribute some suggestions to the pastoral life of the old dog~!

looked at it, and accidentally fell asleep.

Not only did I sleep, but I also dreamed.

…………

The conference room of the Ancient Books Publishing House.

Weng Jianxiang took a disposable paper cup and filled a cup of water from the water dispenser, returned to the table, a little cramped: "I'm sorry, Mr. He, we are small here, and we don't have a special living room, so we can only grieve you to sit here." There was nothing to say hello to, not even tea. ”

"It's okay, Mr. Weng don't be polite to me. Uncle He got up, politely took the paper cup with both hands, and then sat down again at about the same time as Weng Jianxiang.

After Weng Jianxiang took a sip of the water in the paper cup, he asked, "What is Mr. He talking to me about on the phone at noon? ”

"That's right. Uncle He explained, "I usually like to collect paintings, and in recent years, I have been very interested in the works of the young female painter J.F., and I was fortunate to come across two paintings in the market before, and I bought them. The seller who sold it to me provided Mr. Weng with this line, saying that several works that poured into the market in the past two years were sold by Mr. Weng. ”

From "J.F." As soon as this name entered his ears, Weng Jianxiang was nervous and uncomfortable, and secretly rubbed his hands under the table.

This is not the first person to be found.

At first, the name of the painting was not right, and he was always worried that it would cause trouble and trouble. In the past two years, there has been nothing wrong, but since about a month ago, people have contacted him one after another to ask if there is still "J.F." other paintings, willing to pay a high price.

When Lu Chunyan heard about this, she went to inquire, only to learn that it was the recent "J.F." The work has been greatly hyped. For this reason, she also cried with him, complaining unreasonably that he was obviously a cultural person, why he couldn't even appreciate the value of paintings, and he couldn't check her at that time, so that the money was sold.

Could it be that he is to blame? He has a specialization in art, and he comes into contact with ancient books every day, not paintings?

Moreover, he did not agree with her approach, but he was seriously ill at that time and was powerless to stop it......

"Yes, my wife and I did the painting. Weng Jianxiang did not deny it, did not wait for him to speak, and cut off his thoughts, "All the paintings have been sold, and we have long been gone." Disappointed Mr. Ho. Mr. Ho, don't waste your time with me. ”

Uncle He's biggest purpose on this trip is naturally not to buy paintings: "Mr. Weng, can I ask if you have a relationship with J.F., and you only have so many J.F.'s works in your hands?"

"No, I don't know the painter. Holding the mentality of clearing up the trouble of ending the relationship, Weng Jianxiang told the truth, "The one who has a relationship with J.F. is the ex-wife of my distant cousin. They are all people who are engaged in painting, and they seem to have been good friends for many years. ”

"Can you introduce me to Mr. Weng, your distant cousin, or preferably his ex-wife directly. ”

"There's no chance," Weng Jianxiang shook his head, "they're all gone." ”

"I'm sorry," Uncle He frowned with deep regret, "So, they entrusted the painting to Mr. Weng?"

He had no intention of asking, and when he got to the point, Weng Jianxiang became more and more nervous because of his weak heart, and began to regret that he had told him too much.

Uncle He added at this time: "Or do you say, Mr. Weng, your cousin and his ex-wife have other relatives?"

Weng Jianxiang hesitated.

Uncle He saw it: "What is the difficulty of Mr. Weng? Don't worry, I didn't think about anything, I just simply appreciated 'J.F.' and wanted to tap more value of 'J.F.'." ”

After thinking about it for a moment, Weng Jianxiang chose to inform: "You ...... You can ask my cousin again, my cousin and his ex-wife's daughter. However, she probably didn't have any more drawings in her hands. ”

“……”

Not long after, Uncle He came out of the publishing house, holding the name and contact information of his cousin and niece provided by Weng Jianxiang in his hand, only to feel that this world was really too small.

He couldn't wait to report to Feng Songren after he went back, and couldn't wait to call Feng Songren immediately.

…………

After Uncle He left, Weng Jianxiang couldn't let go of what he had just done.

He has always been indecisive, and he can't help but ponder again and again, the more he ponders, the more he feels that his decision is inappropriate, and it is still very necessary to say hello to Fang Songqi first.

So, I rarely dialed Fang Songqi's phone number.

Shutdown.

There was no way, Weng Jianxiang came home from work and found Weng Siyi.

Weng Siyi happened to not have too many announcements today, and came back early, and was applying a mask for maintenance, listening to Weng Jianxiang inquire about Fang Songqi's contact information other than his phone number, and doubted: "Dad, what are you looking for her for?"

Weng Jianxiang put someone in the afternoon to come to the club to consult him "J.F." Paintings.

Lu Chunyan, who came to deliver bird's nest to Weng Siyi, happened to be in her ear, and almost smashed the bird's nest, and rushed in and grabbed Weng Jianxiang's ear in an instant: "You want to die! Why do you turn your elbow outward! Introduce the wealth to that dead girl? How can you live? How can you live! I will fight with you!"

Weng Jianxiang naturally knew what kind of trouble Lu Chunyan was making.

Not to mention the fact that he is not the first person to come to consult with him today. Lu Chunyan discovered that "J.F." The price of the work has risen, in addition to being annoyed and blaming him, she also has a new idea, which is to cut out the painting from Fang Songqi's hand again, and she believes that Fang Jie and "J.F." Since they are good friends, there must be a way to get a painting!

"If Ah Qi still had the 'J.F.' painting in her hand, she would definitely dispose of the painting for Xiao Jing's sake, how could she watch Xiao Jing die?

Before the words of reprimand fell, Weng Jianxiang was beaten with a fist from Lu Chunyan.

"Who knows if she really loves Xiao Jing? Don't forget, before I sold those paintings, she didn't show any intention of selling them. I suspected early on that she was just messing with us in the name of Xiao Jing, but in fact her heart was really black! I didn't want Xiao Jing to drag her down, instead of wasting money on Xiao Jing's illness, it was better to keep those paintings for herself and enjoy life slowly in the future!"

Lu Chunyan's speculation made Weng Jianxiang feel humiliated, and he was humiliated for having such a wife: "How can you have such an idea? Ah Qi is not such a bad-hearted child!"

"If I hadn't been by your side to support you, people like you wouldn't have survived!" Lu Chunyan continued to pull his ears, "Why don't you tell me, that dead girl is obviously still a student, how can she eat and drink spicy food and spicy food outside in the past two years?"

"What kind of 'hot search' did she go on a few days ago, isn't it that no one suspects her of helping and handing over? How can a man put up with her blind eyes with the temper of a dead girl? I think she must still have a 'j.f.' painting in her hand!"

Crying and crying, and starting to make trouble again.

Weng Jianxiang was so angry that he couldn't afford to provoke him, so he hid.

Lu Chunyan gradually regained her emotions under Weng Siyi's comfort and reminded Weng Siyi to eat bird's nest.

immediately took the opportunity to talk to Weng Siyi: "A while ago, weren't you photographed twice because you were eating with a man?"

Lu Chunyan is counting on her daughter to marry into a wealthy family like those female stars in the entertainment industry, so she cares more about Weng Siyi's emotional life than Weng Siyi's work.

Lu Chunyan had naturally asked that twice, but she came to ask again tonight, and the reason was very clear to Weng Siyi.

Sure enough, I heard Lu Chunyan excited: "Mom, I've checked, this man is the best quality by your side so far!"

Overseas Chinese, in her heart, are they equal to the rich?

Weng Siyi himself didn't expect that man to have such a background.

If it weren't for the small news on the overseas Chinese media forum a few days ago, which was picked up by careful netizens, and compared with the mysterious man who had an affair with her some time ago, I would have missed it.

In front of Lu Chunyan, Weng Siyi didn't admit that she was interested in him: "Mom, don't listen to those rumors on the Internet, I just made an appointment with others to talk about work." ”

I didn't lie, I really just talked about work, but I didn't talk about it.

Now Weng Siyi is glad that she has been entangled for so long and has not made a final decision.

…………

It was the servant's heavy knocking and shouting that woke Fang Songqi from his nightmare.

Her head was heavy and chaotic, she wiped her sweat and sat quietly to calm down.

Staggered lines, bright colors.

The harsh friction of the wheels against the ground, the fragmented neon lights.

All kinds of pictures slowly receded from her mind and retreated into the depths of her memory.

Whew, annoyance, annoyance!

“…… Miss Fang, if you are there, just say it, don't deliberately scare me. The maid outside the door seemed to be crying, the same one who had been scared by her in the pool before.

"I'm sleeping, I'm not dead. Fang Songqi stroked his hair and exhaled a long breath of turbidity.

"Okay, Miss Fang. The maid was relieved and told her that dinner was ready and that she could go downstairs at any time.

Fang Songqi's stomach was empty, so he got up immediately.

I slept all afternoon and it was dark.

Lin Shinian has not come back yet, and she dominates the table.

In addition to the leftover tea tree mushroom stuffed duck and stewed old hen at noon, the cook also cooked two new dishes.

Fang Songqi ate happily, and the dullness and depression caused by the nightmare dissipated.

However, her head hurt again.

Luckily, she filled her bag with medicine before she came.

Take it just after a meal.

Back in the bedroom, she saw that it was almost the morning in the United States, and contacted a friend.

In those two years, when I met as an exchange student, the relationship did not reach the point of being a good friend, and the reason for keeping in touch was that when she was about to run out of medicine, the friend she was looking for was busy sending it from the United States.

In fact, it is also very convenient to find a purchasing agent.

But Fang Songqi paid all the medicine fees for the next five years in the United States at that time, and he didn't want to waste it, so he asked this friend to run to the hospital every time to get it.

Perhaps the reason is that she trusted the hospital at that time more than Daigou.

Or it can be traced back to her, she is inexplicably obsessed with this, obsessed with getting the medicine in this way.

In fact, because she had few headaches, she also supplemented the medicine once during this period.

A friend from the United States was online and promised to take the medicine for her again.

Fang Songqi asked him to go to the hospital to see if the doctor who had treated her for a skull fracture was still there, and if so, he would ask for a contact information.

After expressing their gratitude, they chatted with each other about the current situation and went offline.

Fang Songqi collapsed back on the bed, feeling that the effect of the medicine was not as good as before.

Turning over and bobbing her head, she rethought about the last time she took medicine here in Lin Shinian.

I care very much.

Really, is it a coincidence......?

…………

Feng Songren happened to invite Ji Zhongtang to Feng's house tonight, in order to thank Ji Zhongtang for accepting his face, and was willing to be a guest on the following shows of DK.

“…… Invite too many stars in the entertainment industry, the show is easy to be exaggerated, Zhongtang, you are in charge, it is stable and textured. ”

Ji Zhongtang has rejected many program invitations before, not because he is disgusted, but because he doesn't like the variety show on the screen now, just thinking about how to flatter the audience, and not worrying about cultural inheritance and ideological precipitation.

He believes that he has a part of the responsibility to make more children, like the younger generations in his family, receive his education through the program. Similarly, through the show, he can also hollow out what he has accumulated to everyone.

When Uncle He came back with new information, Feng Songren and Ji Zhongtang moved to the study alone to play chess and drink tea.

Ji Zhongtang saw that Feng Songren was obviously busy with something, so he didn't talk to Feng Songren any more, after all, the two families knew each other and could make another appointment at any time.

Feng Songren asked him by the way: "Do you know a person named 'Xu He'?"

Ji Zhongtang was stunned.

Feng Songren looked at the information: "The researcher of the Institute of Pharmaceutical Research, at that time, participated in a medical aid project in Africa, was the leader of the project team, and led the team to the same area as you are in Africa, you are from the embassy, you should not have met each other." ”

"There is such a person. Ji Zhongtang nodded and paused for a moment, "But he had an accident in Africa." ”

Feng Songren saw that Xu He had died in an accident on the information, but he did not find out what the accident was.

Feng Songren noticed that the time of his death was a bit special, and thought of a certain secretive news (Chapter 042), so he asked Ji Zhongtang.

Although Ji Zhongtang didn't say much, Feng Songren's understanding of him was equivalent to being confirmed.

Feng Songren couldn't help but sigh softly.

It was also Uncle He who asked the name of his "distant cousin" from Weng Jianxiang, but he didn't expect to check it out, and it was quite an unexpected gain.

The little girl named Fang Songqi turned out to have such a father.

It's just that the information of his mother Fang Jie was very limited, and for some reason there was no record of previous marriage history, obviously according to Weng Jianxiang, Fang Jie and Xu He were husband and wife.

Of course, right now that Ji Zhongtang is sitting in front of him, Feng Songren can't help but comfort Ji Zhongtang with a few words about the news back then.

Ji Zhongtang's sitting posture has always been straight, and his body is slightly stiff at this time, and he asked Feng Songren why he mentioned Xu He.

Feng Songren smiled: "Don't say it, the junior matter, if I talk too much, I'm afraid of being disgusted with a long tongue." ”

After a short time, after sending Ji Zhongtang away, Feng Songren's smile narrowed a lot, took back Fang Jie's information, and gently patted it in front of Uncle He: "It's still too little." ”

It was too little before, but Feng Songren knew that Uncle He must have done his best, but now he found that Fang Jie was actually with "J.F." It's a friend, and the relationship is good enough to have a "j.f." of several paintings, that must be studied deeply. After all, it is no longer as simple as simply investigating Fang Songqi's family background.

Uncle He couldn't help it: "Weng Jianxiang and his cousin-in-law are not familiar at all, according to Weng Jianxiang, Fang Jie met 'J.F.' abroad, I'm afraid I can only use Fang Jie's daughter to see if I know something about 'J.F.'." ”

Feng Songren frowned and was silent.

…………

When Ji Zhongtang returned home, he happened to meet Ji Laoqi coming back from work in the hospital.

"Uncle. ”

"It's so late, the hospital is busy?"

"Just, when I had to get off work in the evening, there were a few more emergency rooms, and there was a shortage of manpower, so I stayed and was busy, so I delayed until now. After explaining, Ji Laoqi also exchanged courtesies, "Uncle, what about you, didn't you finish eating at home today?"

"Well, I ate it at Feng's house. Ji Zhongtang walked in with him, and his thoughts finally lingered in the small episode in Feng Songren's study. Thinking of Feng Songren's characterization as "a junior matter", he asked Ji Laoqi, "Is there anything wrong with Xiao Shen recently?"

“……”

Do you want to do this, won't Shen Ye just fall in love? Everyone cares, no one cares how many times he has talked about it.

This feeling is like Shen Ye is an honor student, and he was suddenly discovered to be early and in love, and parents and teachers were afraid that Shen Ye would fall, so they rushed to it. And he is a poor student, it doesn't matter how many times he falls in love, it doesn't affect the overall situation anyway.

Ji Laoqi was angry and became a fat man of three hundred pounds!

…………

Lin Shinian had just taken office as the president of the Liucheng branch of the World Federation of Overseas Chinese and Overseas Chinese Entrepreneurs (hereinafter referred to as the World Federation of Chinese Entrepreneurs), and there were indeed a lot of things.

Arrived at Mid-Levels Villa at about 10 o'clock.

The street lamps are dim, like lanterns lit on the night home, leading straight to home.

And the night breeze is leisurely, and when it rises, it seems to be able to blow away the light and shadow, and finally disappear without a trace.

It had been a few minutes since the car stopped, but the people in the back seat were staring out the window without moving, Wei Bi waited for another two minutes, and said cautiously: "Sir, it's here." ”

"Hmm. Lin Shinian deserved it naturally, as if Fang Cai was not distracted, pinched his tired eyebrows, and got out of the car.

When he opened the door and entered, the servant left him a lamp in the entrance as usual.

Lin Shinian changed his shoes, and when he turned around, he found a person on the sofa in the living room.

Even if the light was insufficient, the silhouette, he recognized it as Fang Songqi at first sight.

The wrinkles between his eyebrows suddenly swelled up, and he said in a deep voice: "You don't sleep, what are you doing sitting there?"

Asking, he walked inside, and after a few steps, he froze.

Because Fang Songqi was eerily quiet, he didn't give any reaction, and his figure remained motionless and remained the same.

The momentum was not quite right, and Lin Shinian quickened his pace: "What's wrong with you?"

He had all walked up to her, and she remained still, as if she had fallen asleep in her seat.

Lin Shinian squatted down and held her face with both hands, confirming that she was not asleep while sitting.

- She sits very upright, her head is not planted, and her gaze is parallel and straight ahead.

Yes, parallel and straight, and he is not seen as anything at all.

"Xiao Jiu?" Lin Shinian subconsciously called her nickname that he hadn't used for a long time without knowing it.

Fang Songqi suddenly stood up straight.

But it doesn't seem to be a reaction to Lin Shinian, and Wu Zi walked straight forward.

Worried that she couldn't see the road clearly, Lin Shinian reached out and turned on a brighter light.

Under the light, Fang Songqi was dressed in a nightgown, with messy gray short hair, and his eyes walked around the living room without saying a word, mechanically walking the first, second, and third circles.

Lin Shinian was stunned, and seemed to understand whether she understood or not, she was ...... ()

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