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"Then you can take an hour or two out every day in the future, and come back with Xia Xi to accompany Qinglin after class in the afternoon, is it okay?" Liu Chongshan said, adding: "Carefully drive you back and forth, and eat dinner here, is it convenient?"

The words sounded like a consultative tone, but they contained the unquestioning attitude of the superiors.

Liu Xiyue hurriedly said: "Uncle, don't worry, he won't be able to go anywhere with me." ”

What else could Song Baojun do? He had no choice but to nod his head and agree. He is not a stingy person, and yesterday's anger has already come out, although it is a little insignificant. What's more, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, how can you say that Liu Qinglin should also be saved by himself, and there is no need for them to put forward conditions.

Liu Chongshan continued: "Regardless of whether Qinglin is cured in the end or not, you don't have any psychological burden, I have thought about the best outcome, but I will also face the reality calmly." ”

It can be seen that he still doesn't have much hope.

Song Baojun said: "Uncle Liu, no matter what, I will do my best. ”

While a few people were talking, the cook and the servants brought the dishes.

It is worth praising that this master is very good at figuring out the minds of the guests, and the dishes on the table are all meaty styles that Song Baojun likes.

Liu Xiyue was afraid that Song Baojun would not eat enough, so she specially asked the chef to increase the portion.

There are fried pork belly, steamed lobster with garlic, braised fish maw, sweet and sour fried black tuna, milkfish ball soup, Ruyi chicken roll, steamed lion's head, braised pig's trotters, spicy steak, and chicken stewed mushrooms.

Liu Chongshan has always been simple, pursuing the standard of four dishes and one soup, and feels a little extravagant, but Song Baojun is a guest, so it is inconvenient to say anything. And Qin Rong also thinks that she must treat her son well as a "future life-saver".

He quickly adjusted his mentality, and as a hospitable host, he even put a few chopsticks, fish maw and pig's trotters into Song Baojun's bowl, and said with a smile: "Xiaojun, eat, you're welcome." "If there are officials from Xianghu Province on the side at this time, I am afraid that my jaw will fall to the ground in fright.

Liu Chongshan is strict with himself, and he is also meticulous with others, which is reflected in the identity level, which is majesty.

And such a majestic leader is enthusiastically greeting his niece's male classmates, how can it not be surprising?

The most unbelievable thing is that Song Baojun actually took it without suspicion, calmly picked up a few pieces of fat meat and put it in his mouth under Liu Chongshan's eager gaze, chewed it a few times and swallowed his stomach, and praised: "It's not bad." ”

After eating half a plate of beef, Song Baojun instructed Liu Xiyue again: "Go, bring me a big bowl of rice." ”

"Okay. Liu Xiyue knew that Song Baojun ate soft and not hard, and behaved very well-behaved.

Liu Chongshan thought that this morning's feast was going to be wasted, and he also accompanied him to eat a small bowl of fish soup.

A pot full of rice was delivered to him, and Song Baojun didn't care about the eyes of others, and began to pick up rice in his mouth.

The consumed spectral energy needs to be replenished with a huge amount of food, just like eating when you are hungry and drinking water when you are thirsty. But ghost energy requires more food, often more than four or five times that of ordinary people.

In other words, a young man in his twenties usually eats five taels of rice, and he eats two or three catties to be full.

Liu Chongshan watched his rice decrease little by little, and several vegetable plates in front of him were empty.

Half an hour passed, and Song Baojun ate all the ten dishes, and he couldn't get enough of picking up the plate and licking off the remaining juice on it.

Liu Chongshan was shocked and felt incredible, and said: "If you are not full, I will ask the master to prepare another table of banquets." ”

Song Baojun rubbed his belly and said: "No need, Uncle Liu is really polite, I have always paid attention to healthy diet and reasonable distribution of nutrients, and it is almost enough to eat eighty percent full." ”

"Only, only eight or eighty percent full?" Liu Chongshan exclaimed, with a look of "what kind of interstellar joke are you kidding".

The servant stepped forward to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and Song Baojun went to the living room with everyone to drink tea and chat, and asked Liu Qinglin to come out to play.

Liu Chongshan asked Song Baojun to sit at the head of the sofa on the south side of the living room, and he accompanied Prime Minister Zuo. This is very particular, which shows that Liu Chongshan really treats Song Baojun as a distinguished guest.

"Xiaojun, I heard that you are content with poverty and live a very simple life in school, which is very rare for young people. Liu Chongshan said as he asked the servant to bring a pack of Yellow Elephant Building 1975 cigarettes for hospitality. He doesn't smoke himself, but since customers like to smoke, he doesn't pay attention to it.

"Uncle Liu is polite, they are all poor in the family. Song Baojun has always been humble and said with a smile: "Who doesn't yearn for a better life? Who doesn't like to dress decently, eat and drink well, live spacious and comfortable, and receive a high-level education? Have the time and energy to pursue their ideals?"

"That's nature. Liu Chongshan thought that your words involved all aspects of clothing, food, housing, transportation, and culture and education, which was to torture the ruling ability, and did not make a sound for a while, and changed the topic: "Xiaojun, I heard that you are not only a student of the Chinese Department, but also a guest student of the Conservatory of Music, and even the musician Tu Fen and the master of Chinese studies Mao Zhufeng are also very blue-eyed to you. My family is lazy and stupid, you can help her. ”

Song Baojun replied casually: "It's so stupid, you really should be disciplined and disciplined." ”

Liu Xiyue glared at him fiercely, stepped forward and hugged Liu Chongshan's arm and shook it back and forth: "Uncle, look at what you said, where am I stupid." ”

Liu Chongshan laughed and said, "Xiaojun said that you are stupid, I didn't say it, go to him if you have a problem." ”

"Hmph, I'm embarrassed to be so old. Liu Xiyue snorted.

Liu Qinglin fiddled with a set of building blocks that had just been moved over on the carpet in the middle, piling them up into a crooked palace shape. He stumbled over and pulled Song Baojun's sleeve and shouted, "Brother-in-law, come and see if the house I built looks good." ”

If it is in an ordinary family, this is really a picture of a happy and harmonious family, but the problem is that Liu Qinglin is already twenty years old, and he looks taller than Song Baojun, which is ridiculous.

Liu Chongshan and Qin Rong all showed sad and expectant looks on their faces. seems to be a bit contradictory, sadness is to pity the fate of his children, and the expectation is to see Liu Qinglin's attitude towards Song Baojun.

At this time, everyone couldn't help but ignore Liu Qinglin's title of Song Baojun's "brother-in-law".

Song Baojun played with Liu Qinglin for a while, Liu Chongshan's accompanying secretary called, a small car was also waiting outside the door, and the servant packed two boxes of luggage and waited for him to go to the airport.

Liu Chongshan said goodbye to everyone regretfully, and reluctantly touched his son's head.

Song Baojun was inconvenient to stay for a long time, so he also took the opportunity to leave.

This time, it was the driver of the Liu family who sent him back, driving a Mercedes-Benz to the entrance of the alley to help put down the bicycle in the trunk.

The father and son met unexpectedly at the door of the house, and the old man was carrying a live chicken and a carp in his hand, and his face was full of joy.

"Ah Jun, why are you dressed like this? If you don't take care of your image when you go out, how will you have a girlfriend in the future? If you don't ask your long-legged female classmate to play today, you actually come back so early?" The old man immediately frowned, changed his face, and threw out several questions in one breath.

Song Baojun helped take the live chickens and carp, and said with a smile: "I just went to Liu Xiyue's house to help with the work." ”

"Oh, it's not bad, I know so quickly that I can shoot the ass of my future father-in-law and mother-in-law, and I will continue to work hard in the future. The old man remembered something again, and said, "You can also go and pat that long-legged girl's house when you have time." ”

Song Baojun took out the key to open the door and asked, "Dad, did you encounter anything good when you bought chickens and fish?"

"You guessed it. The old man smiled and responded: "The Social Security Bureau suddenly called and said that there was a subsidy for retired veterans for me to receive, and I could get a subsidy of more than 3,000 yuan every month in the future to buy some delicious food to celebrate." ”

"That's great!" Song Baojun said busily.

The old man said: "With this subsidy of 3,000 yuan, the burden on the family will be reduced a lot in the future. ”

Song Baojun changed his slippers and stretched out his head to look at the inner room, but he didn't see the shadow of his sister-in-law. When I put the chicken and fish in the kitchen, I found a note on the table that read: "Brother, my aunt and I went shopping, there is food in the refrigerator, you can eat it when you come back and heat it yourself." Ruo. ”

This girl goes out and worries about whether her brother can eat.

Song Baojun's heart warmed, took out a plate of fried winter bamboo shoots with pork belly and a bowl of winter melon pork rib soup from the refrigerator, put them in the microwave oven to heat, and put two bowls of rice in the rice pot, and brought them to the living room to eat lunch with the old man.

The old man said: "It's a little strange, I asked a few old comrades-in-arms, and they all said that they didn't receive a call from the Social Security Bureau, I guess it was a trick made by Du Yuanyong's old boy." ”

Song Baojun hurriedly said: "Uncle Du is a big official, he should also play some big ones if he wants to play, what is 3,000 yuan a month? If you want to give 35 million, you can only call it a matter." ”

The old man nodded: "Lao Du's character is a little worse, but he won't play such tricks." ”

"Dad, you have at least won the third prize, and you have shed blood for the country, so you should get a little subsidy. ”

"It's a third-class merit. The old man corrected his erroneous statement and said, "Speaking of awards, what kind of scholarship did you mention last time? When will you get the certificate home?"

Song Baojun didn't expect his father to forget the lies he had casually told, so he had to say: "You should be a factory to pay benefits? ”

I secretly thought that I had to get a certificate from the conservatory and go home anyway.

The old man said with regret: "That's a pity, I plan to get together with my old comrades-in-arms in a few days to show off your award." ”

Song Baojun suddenly sweated profusely and said, "Dad, it's just a certificate of merit, will others say that we can't get on the stage when we take it out to show off?" What if I take your third prize and go out to boast to my classmates?"

The old man sighed and said, "Indeed, my third-class skills are really not worth showing off. ”

Song Baojun took the opportunity to smile and said: "Dad, we just have a good life ourselves, what do you care about other people's families." ”

"That's just as well. ”