Chapter 182: You're Stupid! Who the hell is stupid?

"That's right, she sometimes speaks amazingly, and especially when she's so old and so physically fit, I start to wonder if I'm so mentally strong at her age. But I promised the mayor, I guess I will accompany the old ancestor for the next few days, and I can't get close. Speaking of this, Lin Xiaoxiao began to get annoyed again, shrunk the whole person into his arms, and did not come out.

It's still rare to see her so coquettish, Yan Lang's dark eyes moved, holding the person, but there was some thinking in his eyes.

If Song Yuming had no idea about Lin Xiaoxiao, Yan Lang said that he didn't believe anything, and he didn't forget what happened in Mushang that day.

That man must have some plans, but after such a long time, he ignored him.

Song Yuming, the Song family, the people behind it, City A.

These four are coherent, and it is true that they cannot be careless.

As Lin Xiaoxiao thought, the next day, she was summoned again.

But this time, Lin Xiaoxiao received a call directly from Mrs. Song.

Lin Xiaoxiao only arrived at the company on the front foot, and on the back foot, Mrs. Song asked her to go to the Peking Opera Theater yesterday to wait for her, Lin Xiaoxiao wanted to drag it out, but after the old lady finished saying what she was going to say, she hung up the phone with a click, and the action was called a quick one.

Lin Xiaoxiao stared at his phone, speechless.

When I arrived at the Peking Opera Company, it was already half past nine.

Lin Xiaoxiao didn't see Mrs. Song, she called, only to know that the other party had already entered, Lin Xiaoxiao thought of continuing to listen to the play, and the hairs from head to toe were faintly blocked. Lin Xiaoxiao worships the quintessence of the country, but unfortunately she really can't appreciate it......

Today's old lady is dressed differently than yesterday, but there is no difference in style, and she is still so flamboyant and beautiful. Seeing Lin Xiaoxiao coming, he ordered: "Go to the coffee shop yesterday to buy a cake for me, ask for a tiramisu flavor, and a cup of caramel latte." ”

Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that she was not even a nanny, at best she was a follower.

With a black face, he bought dessert for the old man, but was angrily shouted by Mrs. Song: "Why are there nuts on the cake?" I don't eat cakes with nuts. ”

Lin Xiaoxiao had a cold face and went to buy a tiramisu cake without nuts again.

Watching Mrs. Song enjoy destroying the cake one bite at a time, the originally anxious mood slowly calmed down.

When it was time to eat at noon, according to the character of Mrs. Song yesterday, Lin Xiaoxiao went directly to the Sichuan restaurant.

But before she reached the door, the old lady behind her suddenly came out again: "I want to eat Cantonese food." ”

“…… Didn't you say yesterday that you don't like to eat? ”

"Yesterday is yesterday, today is today, is yesterday the same as today? You're stupid! ”

Who the hell is stupid?

Lin Xiaoxiao was speechless, and took people to eat Cantonese food again, and when he could choose a seat, the old man began to be picky: "This location is not good, it's too cold, this location is not good, it's too hot, this is not good, close to the bathroom, this is okay, but the table next to it looks too ugly." ”

The hall can't work, so let's have a box.

"This box is not good, the decoration looks unappetizing, this box is not good, it is too small, this is too big, this one is facing the street outside, I don't like it, this one has no windows, and it is not good to ......"

After going around in a big circle, he finally found a room that barely passed, and when he sat down, Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to take the knife on the table and stab the old woman who was reading the recipe opposite.

However, Lin Xiaoxiao can be regarded as waking up, this old lady Song is deliberately manipulating her.

It is estimated that she has already determined that she is Song Yuming's mistress, and this old lady doesn't like her, so she is teasing her.

Lin Xiaoxiao thought, in the afternoon, I don't know how miserable it will be.

Halfway through the meal, Lin Xiaoxiao felt that even for the safety of his life, there were some things that he had to explain: "Old Mrs. Song, I really have no relationship with your grandson." ”

Lin Xiaoxiao got straight to the point and said directly.

Old Madam Song ate two boiled shrimps, glanced at her, and smiled kindly: "I know, you said it yesterday." And don't call me Mrs. Song, it's too outside, it's grandma. ”

Lin Xiaoxiao frowned, a little unable to see through her.

Old Madam Song stopped talking and continued to eat.

After the meal, the old lady said that she was going to shop for clothes, and Lin Xiaoxiao followed, walked for a while, and arrived at a jewelry store.

Mrs. Song went in, and the salesperson greeted her attentively and recommended them one by one.

The old man didn't say what to buy, just watched, and after a while, she picked out a necklace and handed it to Lin Xiaoxiao: "Try this." ”

"Me?"

"Of course, for you to accompany my boring old lady, as a return gift, I should also give you something, Xiaoxiao, come, try." Old Madam Song smiled kindly, no matter how you look at it, she is sincere.

Lin Xiaoxiao's bruises on her neck have not disappeared, they are all traces left by Yan Lang, although she was tired enough last night, she didn't have anything to do with this person, but it was too unrealistic to expect the beast to be vegetarian. She was resisted into the master bedroom, although she just hugged and slept together, but the man also rubbed on her for a long time, and hugged again, until she couldn't hold her quickly, and the man finally let her go.

So today, the bruise on the neck is not only shallow, but deep.

Lin Xiaoxiao tightened the gray silk scarf around her neck, covered her skin tightly, and then said, "You're welcome, if you want to send it, I prefer bracelets." She pointed to a few chains in another container, her eyes sharpened, and she looked at the price, which was not expensive.

Mrs. Song looked at her for a while, smiled, returned the necklace to the salesman noncommittally, and walked to the counter.

Mrs. Song looked at it for a while, and asked her to take out an amethyst chain and put it in her hand to look at it: "This, okay?" She asked Lin Xiaoxiao.

Lin Xiaoxiao nodded vaguely: "Well, it's beautiful." ”

"That's it."

After wrapping the bag and packaging the bracelet particularly exquisitely, the salesperson handed them the finished product, and Mrs. Song directly motioned to Lin Xiaoxiao to take it.

Lin Xiaoxiao actually didn't understand, she didn't understand why Mrs. Song was giving her a gift now when she was tidying up all morning.

Sure enough, he is the ruler of the Song family, and he can't see through it at all.

Next, the two of them wandered around for a while, the more leisurely Mrs. Song looked, the more Lin Xiaoxiao raised her throat and eyes.

When it was almost three o'clock, Mrs. Song seemed to be tired of walking, so she casually found a bench to sit down, and Lin Xiaoxiao had to follow.

"I'm going to a place in a while, you go with me." She said.

Lin Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment and looked at the time: "Old Madam Song, you don't see the time too early, is it time for you to go home in a while?" ”

At least before she gets off work, she has to send the old lady home, otherwise, if someone is lost, and the mayor asks her for someone, where will she find it? (To be continued.) )