Song Laoer's explanation made Zhang Jin show a 'shy' smile very honestly, and then said:

"Laugh, I've only heard that Cuban cigars are famous, hehe......"

Zhang Jin's obscene shyness made Song Laoer's eyelids jump, and then he reluctantly put up a professional smile, picked out a cigar, cut his mouth with special scissors, and gestured to Zhang Jin:

"Do you want to try it, this brand is also very good, no worse than Havana in Cuba!"

"I still don't need it, I can't smoke the cigar, I'm still used to smoking my own, I have it with me, you don't have to worry about me!"

As he spoke, Zhang Jin lifted his dress jacket and reached out from behind his back to take out the 'life thief rod' pinned to his belt. neatly filled the shiny brass cigarette pouch pot with tobacco, and motioned to Song Yiting to draw a match to help him light it, and then clicked it beautifully.

Zhang Jin's comfortable appearance as if he had returned to his own kang was completely different from what Song Lao Er expected. According to Song Laoer's thoughts, Zhang Jin, a ** man at the bottom of society, should be detained under his own aura, and he doesn't know where to put his hand, so that he can take advantage of the situation to stand in the upper hand in the conversation, and subdue this kid at once with the momentum of Mount Tai.

But now......

Because he felt that something was faintly wrong, and he had not received the awe that he enjoyed from Zhang Jin, this gap made Song Lao Er inexplicably have a fire rising from his heart, and he couldn't help but start to tremble, and he took a deep breath desperately, intending to suppress the anger in his heart.

However, before Song Lao Er could finish the work of extinguishing the fire and fighting the fire. Mei Zizi took two mouthfuls of Tian Vanilla's Zhang Jin, and then squinted his eyes and spoke in a loud voice:

"Although you forgot to introduce yourself before, I have already heard my family Tingting say it. So I know you're her father.

With my relationship with Tingting, then you are naturally my father-in-law.

Father-in-law, I don't know why you keep calling us over? ”

"Father-in-law? I don't dare to do that! You might as well call me Mr. Song. ”

Song Laoer's words were almost squeezed out of his teeth, and he was cold and frozen. The anger that he tried to suppress made the corners of his mouth twitch.

Song Laoer's appearance fell into Zhang Jin's eyes, which made this unscrupulous guy smile in his heart. Of course, he just smiled in his heart, and on the surface, Zhang Jin still perfectly played the role of the ** silk old hat.

"You rich people are trouble. At our place, the two of us slept together, and it was time to change our words! You can't wait until you give birth to a baby and then change your words, right? ”

Speaking of which. Zhang Jin changed from talking to Song Lao Er to talking to himself:

"Could it be that I didn't want to give a red envelope to change my words, so I did it on purpose, right? Sure enough, the richer you are, the more you pick the door! ”

After the quiet, but definitely audible 'self-talk' of Song Lao Er, Zhang Jin returned to his normal tone again:

"Forget it. Since you let him be called Mr. Song. Then Mr. Song, I don't know what Mr. Song is doing with the two of us? ”

Zhang Jin's words added another handful of firewood to Song Er's heart, making Song Er's suffocation about to explode.

Song Lao Er felt that if he continued to talk to Zhang Jin like this, he would have to go crazy, which really affected his image. Moreover, such a small person. I don't have the qualifications to drive myself crazy, I can't afford to lose that person!

Thereupon. Song Lao Er simply stopped paying attention to Zhang Jin, who was sitting there with beautiful eyes and squinting his eyes, and turned his head to look at his daughter, and said with a very ugly face:

"Who is he? How could I come with you? ”

"Didn't he tell you about our relationship before? Why do you ask? Don't you understand, do you?

Okay, then I'll say it again, his name is Zhang Jin, it's my boyfriend, fiancé! What do you think? Surprise, right?

Didn't you keep urging me to get married? Now I don't need to worry about you, I'll find it myself. ”

Judging from the tone of gunsmoke when Song Yiting and Song Lao Er spoke to each other, it is obvious that the father-daughter relationship between these two people has completely turned to ashes, and there is almost only a little blood relationship left.

Unexpectedly, for Song Yiting's sarcastic answer, Song Lao Er did not react very violently, and even a little bit of pretended anger was not enough, but asked a little impatiently:

"Are you going to marry him?"

Song Lao Er asked why he was so asked, of course Song Yiting knew it, so when Song Lao Er's question came out, Song Yiting's face was mixed with a sad sneer:

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you? It's not me who marries him, but he marries me, and it's he who comes to our family!

In the future, when we have a child, at least the first child will also have the surname Song. So, don't think about the shares in my hands!

Now the shares belong to me, and after marriage, the shares will still belong to me, and the shares will belong to our children in the future, but it can't fall into the hands of you or my brother! ”

"What? No, I don't agree! ”

Hearing Song Yiting's words, he realized that he had taken over the shares in Song Yiting's hands in vain, and Song Laoer, who had always been able to barely maintain his demeanor before, was anxious, and blurted out his objections.

"You don't agree? Why? ”

"Just because I'm your father! If I don't agree, you two can't get married! ”

"Joke, what if you're my father? Don't say you've never seen me as a daughter, and I don't see you as a father. Even if we are really a normal father and daughter, you don't care who I want to marry, now it's not the old society, and the words of the matchmaker are no longer popular! ”

Regarding Song Laoer's anger, Song Yiting directly confronted her.

"I have already said before that I want to introduce you to the son-in-law of the Fang family, but you will find me such a thing to anger me and embarrass our Song family. How do you let me go out to meet people, and how do you ask me to explain to other people's families? ”

"That's your business, you didn't consult with me in advance when you came to find that playboy from the Fang family, and I didn't say I agreed. How to round the field now, you think about it yourself, don't ask me! As for the question of disgrace, don't even pull it on me, you've already lost enough face anyway. Not bad this time! ”

Seeing that the father and daughter are getting louder and louder, Song Lao Er, who has been smiling hypocritically before, has a blue tendon on his forehead and wants to eat people, and it seems that the battle of words and tongues may turn into domestic violence at any time.

So, in order to prevent Song Yiting from suffering a loss, Zhang Jin hurriedly came in and took Song Yiting's place.

"Mr. Song, this is your fault. Now that the marriage law has made it clear that marriage is free, how can you force my family Tingting not to be with me?

Moreover, what you said before was too undignified, what is 'such a thing as me', why did you 'disgrace you'?

You are a civilized person, how can you talk like that? Especially in front of me, isn't that pointing at my nose and scolding me?

If I point to your nose and say that your face looks like an ass, you will certainly not be happy.

Should you be upset? Right?

Compare your heart with your heart, and do not do to others what you do not want to do to yourself! So, I want you to retract what you said earlier and apologize to me. ”

Zhang Jin's words almost made Song Laoer, who was already angry, burst his blood vessels.

After staring at Zhang Jin like an angry mad dog for a long time, Song Lao Er was sure that if he dared to make the first move, this young man with a physique that was obviously better than himself and whose physical strength was obviously better than his own would basically be 80% likely to beat him up. Then my face today is really embarrassing.

But if you don't move your hands and only move your mouth, Song Lao Er is still not an opponent, which makes Song Lao Er's thoughts very uncomfortable, and he has an urge to kill.

Just when Song Lao Er stared at Zhang Jin and competed with Zhang Jin, the door of the compartment was suddenly pushed open, and a middle-aged woman and a ten-year-old man walked in together.

As soon as this woman came in, she didn't even glance at Zhang Jin and Song Yiting, so she asked Song Lao Er directly:

"Old Song, how are you talking?"

The arrival of the middle-aged woman was like sending Song Lao Er a step down, so that Song Lao Er finally didn't have to worry about whether to do it or not, and after sitting down again, he pretended to be calm and said to the middle-aged woman:

"Still talking!"

Song Laoer's words made this middle-aged woman a little impatient, and after frowning and coming to Song Laoer's side and sitting down, she put on a noble and cold posture, as if giving alms to a beggar, and directly said to Zhang Jin with a condescending attitude:

"I'll give you a million, and you'll cut off my Xiaoting now! In this way, everyone's face looks good today! ”

Hearing such a well-known bloody episode of 'smashing people with money' appeared on his body, Zhang Jin, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, was a little happy to see it.

So, Zhang Jin's playfulness was even better, he first looked at Song Yiting, and asked with a very inexplicable expression:

"Tingting, do you know this aunt? You help me analyze and analyze, did she talk to me before? ”

Before Song Yiting could answer, the oily-haired young man who came in with the middle-aged woman before jumped out:

"Hit the street, how do you speak? If you don't know how to brush your teeth, I'll teach you, young master! Do you know who you are, do you know where this is? Dare to talk to us like this, isn't it ...... to look for death?"

Before Zhang Jin could think about whether to raise his right foot and kick out, or stretch out his left hand to fan it, or directly break the finger that the kid pointed at him, the middle-aged woman took the lead in stopping the young man's frenzy and let the kid escape.

"Son, how did I teach you in the past? Pay attention to your demeanor, quarrel with this kind of person, and you are not afraid of losing your identity? ”

Although this middle-aged woman's words sounded very unpleasant, Zhang Jin, who was not used to beating women, still barely held back the itchy hands and feet, and moved his eyes to Song Yiting again:

"Tingting, let me ask you, who is this old lady? Why is this tone so awesome? I remember that the first lady of our country is not this virtue, and the first lady of the Stars and Stripes empire does not seem to be like this. (To be continued......)