"Xiao Yao." I was about to arrive at the hotel, but I didn't expect Zhang Xunsheng to be one step ahead of the driver's uncle, breaking the silence, "Have you taken medicine?" ”

"Well, I did." Song Yao nodded slightly.

Zhang Xunsheng seemed to just ask casually.

But Song Yao knew that Zhang Xunsheng was afraid that he would get sick at the banquet, and if that really happened, it would be really bad.

"Uncle." Although Song Yao called Zhang Xunsheng, his eyes always looked ahead, "How old are you this year?" ”

Zhang Xunsheng was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't know what Song Yao meant by asking this question, but he still replied to him: "It's three months and 40 months away." ”

"I heard that men have forty-one flowers." Song Yao suddenly turned his face sideways, looked at Zhang Xunsheng with a smile on his eyebrows, and said without a straight face, "I don't know who my uncle will be?" Why don't you reveal it to me first? ”

Song Yao could clearly feel that Zhang Xunsheng's eyes were stunned for a moment, but in the end, it was the old fox in the business field, and it dispersed in an instant.

"What are you asking for?" Zhang Xunsheng did not answer the rhetorical question.

Song Yao's eyes rolled, the corners of his mouth hooked and said, "Isn't this asking you for experience, at the banquet later, there may be how many people will come to ask this and there." ”

Zhang Xunsheng was speechless for a moment, and then didn't ask Song Yao anything again, nor did he answer his questions.

I have to say that his uncle is not completely bad at being lenient, at least he has been by his side at the banquet and has solved a lot of problems for him.

has been fighting in shopping malls all year round, and has long been comfortable with these painless problems.

"Xiao Yao, do you remember Uncle Yu? I hugged your ...... when I was a child," a Mediterranean greasy uncle stepped forward and approached him.

"I remember that Uncle Yu's hair was still black and shiny at that time." Song Yaopi replied with a smile.

Mediterranean's smile stiffened when he heard this, and when he wanted to say something, Song Yao had already walked away, leaving Zhang Xunsheng to talk to him very happily.

Zhang Xunsheng watched Song Yao's figure gradually walk towards the place where there were fewer people, and knew in his heart that he was deliberately causing trouble for him, so that he could get out and ask for a leisure.

Standing on the balcony of the hotel, Song Yao also deliberately closed the dark red curtain with his hand. Leaning against the railing, at a glance, the snow in Qingcheng is falling...... The hotel was noisy and noisy, but he was surprisingly quiet.

Song Yao overlooked the traffic between the high-rise buildings, 28 stories high, if he fell, he should be dead.

But he definitely can't jump, he lives a miserable life, but he never thinks of suicide.

For a person like him, suicide will lead to hell, and he needs to live to atone for his sins.

The luncheon is finally over.

Song Yao wanted to go back, back to A University, back to the place where Chen Yue was. However, Zhang Xunsheng told him that there was also a dinner party, which was a family banquet.

Zhang Xunsheng took in the impatience in Song Yao's eyes, and said to him calmly: "Grandma is also there." ”

"yes, I see." Song Yao responded lightly, nodded with a smile, and went back to the room.

It turned out that there was a dinner party, no wonder my grandfather didn't pull him to say anything at noon, it seemed that he was going to talk to him in the evening.

Alas, he frowned slightly, a little bored.

As a child, the family dinner he looked forward to the most became his most boring party. It's even more tiresome than a luncheon, and for a family member who knows the roots, just looking at it is enough to make people feel intimidated.

It's more like frustration than boredom...... Powerless.

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