Chapter 222: The Third Year of the Middle School (3)
Suzan suddenly became particularly nervous.
On the morning of the third day of the new year, Ye Wencheng explained his intention to Su Qingguo and his wife.
"I've been nagging you and my aunt here for the past few days, and I'm very sorry not to go, but I'm also very happy. It's just that I made an appointment with my family a year ago, and I went back in the third year of junior high school. ”
"It's time to go back and see the elders, we won't keep you any longer," Su Qingguo said, "Say hello to your parents for me." ”
Ye Wencheng paused briefly: "Thank you, Uncle Su, I am living with my third uncle." ”
Hearing this, Yin Qiuhua showed a distressed look, and Su sighed and shrugged his eyebrows.
"Oh...... Then say hello to your third uncle for me, they are all fellow countrymen, and when he is free, he can come and sit down and have a cup of tea. Su Qingguo said.
"Okay," Ye Wencheng smiled, "I will definitely convey your invitation." ”
Su Zan stood aside and pinched the corner of his clothes, and after a while, seeing that Ye Wencheng didn't get to the point, he coughed lightly and heavily.
"Oh, Uncle Su and Aunt Yin, I have one more thing I want to discuss with you."
"What's the matter? Don't be polite to us, you kid. Yin Qiuhua stepped forward and took his hand.
"I want to take Su Zan to meet the third uncle." Ye Wencheng's tone was sincere and his eyes were sincere.
Su Qingguo was slightly stunned, and then quickly replied: "Of course it's no problem, she should indeed visit the elders." ”
Yin Qiuhua suddenly high-fived and said, "Oh, Zanzan, your hair is too ugly, why don't you clean it up?" And this dress, no, no, it's too plain, hurry up and change into a festive and lively ......"
Su Si, who was nesting on the sofa, plucked his ears, and looked like he had nothing to do with himself, hanging high, and feeling comfortable.
"We didn't specially prepare a gift for your third uncle, you take this first," Su Qingguo brought out a bottle of wine from the study, "Vintage puree, I usually drink less, you take it back and give it to your third uncle." ”
"This ......" Ye Wencheng hesitated and gently pushed it, "This wine is too expensive, Uncle Su, you should keep it and take it out when you entertain distinguished guests." ”
"Well, what is there to entertain? My good friends are all people who don't drink a drop of alcohol, and this good wine is a waste to me, you are obedient, take it. ”
Ye Wencheng didn't push it away again, and responded obediently.
Su Zan, who had just been forcibly dragged back to the room by Ms. Yin to "reshape", came out, Ye Wencheng's eyelids jumped violently, and he looked at Su Zan desperately.
Su sighed and spewed on the sofa, and hurriedly rubbed it with his sleeve.
Su Qingguo was startled, glanced at the red tweed coat her daughter was wearing, and looked at Yin Qiuhua hesitantly: "This, isn't it too festive?" ”
"No, no, our daughter looks good in red, and it matches her skin tone!" Yin Qiuhua smiled and pushed Su Zan to Ye Wencheng's side, "When I see Wencheng's third uncle in a while, you have to be polite, don't be rude." ”
Su Zan replied dryly, "Okay", and reached out to pull the large red flower on his clothes.
Ten minutes later, in the speeding car, Ye Wencheng couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart: "Your mother's own taste in dressing is very good, how can you dress up like this...... So special? ”
Su Zan pulled off a pearl hairpin pinned to her hair, and said with blank eyes: "Probably in her eyes, I will always be a cute and innocent little girl." ”
Ye Wencheng glanced at her red, and laughed out loud.
"What are you laughing at? Don't laugh! Whatever color you wear, I'm your sister! Suzan bluffed him.
Ye Wencheng's eyes shone with a soft light, and he reached out and scratched her earlobe: "I didn't laugh anything, I just felt that your red body was like a little daughter-in-law who was about to pass through the door." ”