The third uncle is back, why is this still my business? Song Qingtian muttered in his heart, so he simply took the initiative to speak first.

"Third uncle, grandma came to ask about my sister-in-law, and you tell grandma about the recent situation."

Song Xifeng said: "Dongmei's matter, we can only wait for news now." ”

As soon as Mrs. Song heard that this was exactly the same as what Song Qingtian said, she immediately became angry, "Third child, have you discussed it with Qingtian and said the same thing together." ”

Song Xifeng heard that Song Qingtian had already said this, and explained: "We didn't know that you were coming, I just came back, Qingtian has been with you all the time, how can we have time to discuss?" ”

Mrs. Song was justified when she heard this, and went directly back to the question of saying the same thing as Song Qingtian, "Then why don't you look for Dongmei in Xiangzhou Province?" She must have suffered a lot, why don't you feel sorry for your sister at all? ”

In other words, in those days when Song Xifeng was in Xiangzhou, he followed Yan Yan every day, and he went to find a little news, and he went to the mountains of Xiangzhou a few times, and he got up early and returned late every day, and he didn't have time to eat.

Mrs. Song said it like this without asking, her words were too annoying, even her own son thought she was too much.

"Mom, the police can't find it, what can I do? I know you're in a hurry, but I'm also in a hurry, mainly because it's useless to be anxious. ”

Mrs. Song suddenly began to wipe her tears again, "Third child, let me ask you, do you want to go to Xiangzhou Province to find Dongmei?" ”

Song Xifeng didn't want to completely disobey Mrs. Song, "Mom, why don't you rest first, I'll call Xiangzhou Province and ask." ”

"No, I'm going to listen to it."

Song Xifeng dialed the grim phone, and grimly said that the matter was still under investigation, so Song Xifeng should not worry.

Because the phone was turned on on speakerphone, Mrs. Song heard it clearly, and she no longer messed around with Song Xifeng, and then shifted her target and focused on Song Qingtian.

"Sunny, did you buy the place where you live? Three floors, how many rooms? ”

"I rented it."

"That's a lot of rent."

"yes, it's not cheap, otherwise there would be no place to work."

"Then why don't you buy it?"

After Song Qingtian, how could this old lady worry about herself so much, but she knew very well in her heart that she would definitely reveal her purpose if she continued to talk about it.

Song Xifeng said: "In the provincial capital, such a house is expensive, where can I afford it?" ”

Mrs. Song pouted and said, "I heard that there are two instant noodle factories on a sunny day, and if the business is not good every day, how can they not afford it?" ”

Song Qingtian felt that it was not interesting to talk like this, "Grandma, what do you want to do, you just say it." ”

Mrs. Song originally wanted to use this to say that she asked Song Qingtian to give Sun Guiying money, but when Song Qingtian asked her like this, she felt that it was not good to talk about it, and she was really unhappy in her heart.

"Dead Nizi, I care about you, let me ask you if it's wrong?"

"Thank you grandma for your concern, I will take care of my affairs myself. You also know about my sister-in-law, she doesn't have any news for the time being, if there is news, I will definitely be the first to tell you. ”

"Sunny, are you saying this to drive me away?" Mrs. Song glanced at Song Xifeng, "Third child, if you say something from your heart, do you want to let you go?" ”

Song Xifeng said: "Mom, you misunderstood, it's not like that on a sunny day, you finally came to the provincial capital once, how can I let you go, you stay here for a few days first." ”

Mrs. Song glanced at Song Qingtian proudly, "Our third child said, let us stay for a few days, don't think about letting us go." ”

Song Qingtian thought to herself, just live, they are not outsiders, their sons and granddaughters are good, don't let her live for a few days, and when she goes back, the people in the village will also say three or four, and filial piety to the elderly should also be done, as long as it doesn't affect their work.

Mrs. Song is a person who keeps to herself, constantly walking around the office, looking at this curiously for a while, looking at that curiously for a while, talking to this from time to time, and talking to that Lala.

The office of a private enterprise is not like a state-owned enterprise, everyone has their own things to do, and the busier they are, the more they are paid.

The big guys all think that they don't care about Mrs. Song, they are afraid that Song Qingtian and Song Xifeng will not look good, so take care of her, she can't understand what she says, and she purely delays her work, so she doesn't respond to Mrs. Song with a smile.

Mrs. Song didn't feel so embarrassed, but felt that these young men were very respectful to her, her vanity had been greatly improved, and her waist seemed to be straightened.

Song Qingtian was so embarrassed that he couldn't stand it, and he was embarrassed to say it, for fear that Mrs. Song would shoot at herself, so she went to the instant noodle factory to find Qin Xiaofei and see the recent production situation.

After Zhao Leiming returned to Zhengzhou, he went to work on spicy noodles and went out for two or three days.

Not long after Song Qingtian left, Zhao Leiming came back, he was in a hurry to go to Song Qingtian to report the matter, and when he entered the office, he saw Mrs. Song.

While he was a little surprised, he greeted Mrs. Song very politely and politely, because Mrs. Song was her grandmother on a sunny day after all.

"Grandma Song, hello, when did you get here?"

When Mrs. Song saw Zhao Leiming, her brows tightened, and she looked at Zhao Leiming for a while.

"You are Yao Xiaotao's eldest son?"

Zhao Leiming nodded with a smile, "That's right, grandma can be called Leiming." ”

mentioned Yao Xiaotao, Mrs. Song hated this woman to death, because she hooked up with Song Nanfeng and was blackmailed for 300 yuan.

And because Song Dongmei faked her pregnancy in order to marry Zhao Gengju, and after it was exposed, she blackmailed her for 500 yuan, and when she saw Zhao Leiming, all the resentment came to her heart.

"Who's your grandma! Your mother is a broken shoe, and I'm ashamed if you call me grandma. ”

Speaking like this in front of the public, everyone's eyes in the office turned to him, and Zhao Leiming felt a hot face, feeling like he had been slapped in the face.

Song Xifeng's attitude towards Zhao Leiming has been much better since his impression of Zhao Leiming has changed, but he has not completely regarded him as his own.

In front of him, Song Xifeng really felt that Zhao Leiming couldn't get off the stage, so he walked over and grabbed Mrs. Song, "Mom, Yao Xiaotao is just Lei Ming's adoptive mother, and those things are over." What has Lei Ming been like since he was a child, we are all from neighboring villages, don't you know, he and Yao Xiaotao are not the same kind of people at all, how can you talk like this. ”

"Third child, are you talking to that broken shoe? Have you forgotten how your second brother was seduced by that broken shoe? Have you forgotten how that broken shoe dealt with Dongmei and me? ”

"Zhao Leiming was not at home at the time, he didn't know any of this at all, so he couldn't put Yao Xiaotao's matter on Zhao Leiming!"

"I don't care what you say, that son with broken shoes can't work here, I want him to leave here now, how to say that this is also the land surnamed Song, their surname Zhao is too dirty, not worthy of working here. The third child, hurry up and let him go. ”

Mrs. Song said this, as if she was the head of the Qingtian Group, and casually wanted to fire Song Qingtian's employees.

Song Xifeng said: "This is Qingtian's office, I am working with her, I don't have this right." ”

Mrs. Song snorted, "What? Aren't you my son, isn't Qingtian my granddaughter? I have to listen to my words on sunny days, if you don't do it, I'll do it myself. ”

Saying that, Mrs. Song then picked up something and went to beat Zhao Leiming, Song Xifeng stopped Mrs. Song in time, and glanced at Zhao Leiming, "You go to the factory to find Xiaofei, you'd better stay in the factory these days and don't come back." ”

Zhao Leiming nodded and left, and Mrs. Song stood at the door and cursed.

"Grandson Turtle, if you dare to come again, I will break your legs!"

"Mom, everyone is gone, it's not good for you to keep scolding people like this."

"Third child, do you think I'm doing something wrong? Do you want that broken shoe son to work here? Sooner or later, you're all going to be spoiled by him......"

Song Xi shook his head angrily.

Today is Tao Jinshan's birthday, Tang Jinzhi used to know that Song Qingtian used milk to make a cake, she asked Song Qingtian in advance how to do it, this day was prepared for a day, after several experiments finally succeeded, just wait for Tao Jinshan to come back in the evening to eat together.

Suddenly heard the noise in the office on the second floor, listened carefully to know what happened, seeing that Song Xifeng was also helpless, he ran over to relieve him, and the smiling Mrs. Song said: "Auntie, don't be like children, it's not worth it to be angry, it's better to go to my house to sit and chat with you." ”

Mrs. Song had never seen Tang Jinzhi, and after Song Xifeng's brief introduction, Mrs. Song saw that Zhao Leiming had left, and it was useless to keep scolding, so she went down the steps and followed Tang Jinzhi to her house.

Mrs. Song had never seen a hot, fragrant cake, and when she entered the door, she asked, "What is this delicious, so fragrant?" ”

Tang Jinzhi was not a stingy person, so he cut a piece, put it on a plate and handed it to Mrs. Song, "Auntie, this is a cake, you can taste it." ”

When Mrs. Song heard Song Xifeng's introduction, she knew that this woman was Song Qingtian's subordinate, and in the old society, she was equivalent to Song Qingtian's long-term worker, so she took the plate and ate it unceremoniously.

The cake was soft and glutinous and sweet, and when she ate it in her mouth, Mrs. Song felt that she had tasted the delicious taste of the world, and tears of excitement were about to flow out.

"It's delicious."

"If it's delicious, you can eat more."

"Okay, okay, then you're welcome."

Mrs. Song felt comfortable after eating three pieces in a row, but she was thinking about her three grandsons at the moment, and she said with a smile: "My daughter-in-law and three grandchildren have never eaten such good things, can you let them taste it too?" ”

When an old person said such a thing, Tang Jinzhi felt uncomfortable, but what could he say? I had to pretend that nothing happened, "Okay, the children have not eaten it, so I will bring them to eat." ”

Mrs. Song said: "As for my three grandchildren, I can't bring them alone, so it's better for me to bring the cake to them to eat." ”

When Tang Jinzhi heard this, he was really heartwarming, he had worked hard for almost a day, and he was enjoyed like this?

She couldn't bear her unhappiness and said with a smile: "Auntie, this is my man's birthday, I made it for him, and I have to wait for him to come back to eat at night." ”

Mrs. Song said: "You can do it, just make another one at night, why are you so stingy?" ”

The eaters have not yet digested, so they say that they are stingy, Tang Jinzhi is also crying and laughing, to make cakes, to buy milk, divide the egg yolk and treat it separately, plus finally steam it in the pot, and say that it is not good to do the second one at night.