【Broadcast】Pay attention to "Reading at the starting point", get the first-hand news of 515 red envelopes, and students who have not grabbed red envelopes after the Chinese New Year can show their skills this time.

"Uncle Fang's craftsmanship is really good, a few points better than the last time I ate in Xiangmanlou."

Hongmei usually looks at her brain very lively, but when something is eaten in her mouth, her brain is short-circuited.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, she was smashed by Song Caiwei's arm, and Hongmei instantly realized what mistake she had made.

"Hey, the past is gone, don't mention this matter again, although my old party said that he had received the kindness of the lord's family before, but after paying for so many years, it is considered to be over, besides, it is my blessing to meet Boss Wei now, the recipes of Wei Ji Restaurant, I have seen them all before, it is really good, my old party has no pursuit in this life, just like to make some fresh food, so now there is no regret or regret, I just want to be able to do some achievements in Wei Ji Restaurant in the future."

Song Caiwei's small movements were obvious, so she saw everything she was doing, and Fang Dacheng understood that this was Song Caiwei testing him by this, so in order to reassure her, he said this.

"Uncle Fang said this, but it made me feel at ease, since this is the case, I will take this opportunity to toast my uncle."

Fang Dacheng's words, Song Caiwei can't hear the truth at the moment, and the facts will depend on the future.

But Fang Dacheng's words were here, and Song Caiwei couldn't say nothing, so she could only stand up and pick up her wine glass.

The conversation between Song Caiwei and Fang Dacheng is just a small episode of this meal, and Fang Dacheng has good skills. The meal was eaten by itself, and everyone was smiling.

In the end, a table of rice was eaten upside down.

After eating, Song Caiwei and Hongmei spoke. went out with Song Chengshu, first to see his classmate, and secondly, to call his second sister.

Song Chengshu's classmate is called Yan Zhiyuan, and his name is not bad.

The carriage left Wei Ji Food Shop and walked south for more than a quarter of an hour, and in Song Caiwei's memory, it seemed that it was about to leave the city, and the carriage was under the guidance of Song Chengshu. I walked into a small alley.

"My classmate lives over there, and the second door is."

got out of the carriage and looked in the direction of Song Chengshu's finger. Song Caiwei saw a dilapidated alley.

The road to the alley was covered with mud because of the snow and the people coming and going.

Look at the second door, it is tattered, and it can fall at any time. Song Caiwei couldn't help frowning.

It's worse than when I first crossed over!

"Vile. It's a difficult road, so I'll carry you. ”

Seeing Song Caiwei looking at the road in front of her and frowning, Song Chengshu didn't think that Song Caiwei was looking down on others, but thought that Song Caiwei was worried about walking the road ahead.

"Well, no."

Song Chengshu's words brought Song Caiwei back to reality all of a sudden, and thinking that Song Chengshu wanted to carry herself, Song Caiwei hurriedly waved her hand at him.

Then he didn't wait for Song Chengshu to react. All of a sudden, he grabbed his waist and carried the clouds up. In the blink of an eye, it flew over.

The realm of flowing clouds and stepping into the realm of success, stepping on the snow without a trace.

So when Song Caiwei came to the second door, she fell to the ground for a long time, and Song Chengshu came back to her senses.

However, thinking of the fact that before, when he heard about Song Caiwei's martial arts, Song Chengshu's face was much better, and he knocked on the door after straightening his sleeves.

Soon, the door opened.

The moment she opened the door, Song Caiwei saw the person in front of her, wearing a blue robe with a few patches, about the clothes that had not been changed, even if she looked very cherished, but it gave people a sense of sloppiness.

This person is not bad, but looking at his appearance gives Song Caiwei an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but Song Caiwei can be sure that she has never seen this person.

"Oh, it turned out to be Brother Song, please come in, please come in."

It was about Song Chengshu who came, so the moment he saw Song Chengshu, Yan Zhiyuan directly ignored Song Caiwei and directly invited Song Chengshu in, and then he seemed to be busy with something, so he immediately turned around.

Ignoring Yan Zhiyuan, Song Chengshu looked at Song Caiwei and shook his head helplessly, and then entered the courtyard in Song Caiwei's indifferent eyes.

The yard is not big, but there is a lot of stuff in it, and a lot of dirty clothes.

After Yan Zhiyuan entered, he went straight to the eaves, and then took a broken pu fan and the medicine canister to fan the fire, it may be that scholars don't often do this kind of thing, but the more they fan the fire, the bigger the smoke, but it choked him for a while, and tears flowed.

Song Caiwei looked funny, so she walked forward and took the pu fan in Yan Zhiyuan's hand.

"Let me get it."

As for Song Caiwei's sudden move, she was directly dumbfounded.

By the time she reacted, Song Caiwei had already burned the fire under the medicine jar, and the white smoke was gone.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was reckless, and I haven't asked for this girl's name yet?"

finally reacted, and Yan Zhiyuan hurriedly saluted Song Caiwei.

"I am Song Chengshu's cousin, and my name is Song Caiwei."

"Oh, hello Miss Song, I was clumsy just now, I didn't see you next to Brother Song, just now I thought it was a young lady from someone who was passing by here, so I ......"

Yan Zhiyuan's words made Song Caiwei laugh, everyone's miss, if it was really everyone's miss, who would pass by here.

However, for his words, Song Caiwei just smiled, but did not say anything more.

Then he turned around and helped the medicine in the jar.

After the medicine was boiled, Yan Zhiyuan entered the house.

Immediately, Song Caiwei followed in.

The room is not big, separated by an arched door in the middle, inside is Yan Zhiyuan's mother's bed, and outside is Yan Zhiyuan's. There wasn't much in the room, just a worn-out table and a worn-out bookshelf.

There was a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and Song Caiwei didn't go inside, so she walked to the desk when she had nothing to do.

"This character is much better than your writing, and it can be called everyone's work."

Seeing that Song Caiwei was fascinated by the words on the table, Song Chengshu also walked over, but as soon as he stopped, Song Caiwei's words instantly made him blush.

"Brother Song has only learned books for a few years, and I have been reading and writing since I was four years old, and it has been more than ten years now, Brother Song can't compare, but judging from the degree of Brother Song's hard work, sooner or later he is bound to surpass me."

Being teased by Song Caiwei like this, Song Chengshu didn't know what to say, so he saw Yan Zhiyuan finish taking medicine to his mother, close the curtain of the cubicle and come over.

"Brother Yan's words are too famous, with Brother Yan's skills, even if I don't sleep day and night for decades, I can't catch up."

was said by Yan Zhiyuan, although Song Chengshu was polite on his lips, he was happy in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

"What's the reputation? He is telling the truth, I have seen your writing, as long as you work hard, it should not be a problem to surpass him, maybe you can create your own font in the future and pass it on to future generations. ”

Song Caiwei is not a princess who sells melons and boasts, Song Chengshu has a few catties and a few taels, and Song Caiwei can see it clearly, so there is nothing to be modest about this.

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful! (To be continued.) )