Fu Song and Tang Keke came to the third floor of Grand Hyatt Hotel. Suddenly, Tang Keke let go of Fu Song's arm.
Fu Song looked at the door in front of him and asked with a smile: "What? Don't you want to pretend to be a couple?"
Tang Keke hummed, "Of course I have to pretend, but my grandma is quite traditional.
If I hold you back, what if she sees me and gets mad?"
Fu Song shook his head. He finally understood why Tang Keke was forced to marry.
Although children should listen to their elders, it does not mean they have to listen to everything.
If she has to care about even such small details, then it would be really difficult for Tang Keke to make her own decisions about her marriage.
Pushing open the door, Fu Song followed Tang Keke into the room.
There were seven or eight people in the room, and sitting in the middle was an old lady over sixty years old.
If I'm not mistaken, the other party should be today's protagonist, Old Lady Tang.
By the way, her name is Hua Manzhi, or to be more precise, it should be Old Lady Hua.
Several women were chatting with Old Lady Hua. When they saw the door open, one of them said, "Hey, Coco is here!"
Tang Keke responded with a smile: "Hello, Aunt Cai, when did you arrive?"
After that, he whispered to Fu Song, "She is Zhang Xinyuan's mother, Cai Qiurong."
Cai Qiurong: "I just got here too. Xinyuan is in the living room. Didn't you see him?"
Tang Keke didn't respond. Instead, she walked up to Old Lady Hua, took her hand, and said, "Grandma, happy birthday!"
Hearing her granddaughter say this, Mrs. Hua was obviously very happy, she smiled and said: "I am the happiest when I see you.
"By the way, where have you been these days? I can't even see your shadow."
"I have my own things to do!"
Tang Keke's face suddenly turned red, and she glanced at Fu Song secretly: "Grandma, let me introduce someone to you.
His name is Fu Song, and he is my boyfriend."
As soon as these words were spoken, the lively atmosphere in the room suddenly became quiet.
In fact, when Tang Keke came in, everyone saw Fu Song.
But everyone treated him as an ordinary guest and didn't pay any attention to him.
Who knew...
Fu Song quickly smiled and said, "Hello, grandma. I wish you good health and all the best."
But the quiet atmosphere did not improve after his words, but became even quieter.
Fu Song looked at Tang Keke helplessly, but Tang Keke looked at her nose and her heart, as if she didn't see his eyes at all.
Is this for me to find a way to resolve it?
But I only have special abilities in my eyes, and I am an ordinary person when it comes to socializing!
But it was not appropriate to continue the silence, so Fu Song had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue with his blessing speech:
"I wish you good health and all the best; may you live as long as the tortoise and crane, and may you be as evergreen as the pine and cypress; may you be as blessed as the East Sea, and may the sun and moon shine forever.
The plum blossoms in Shangyuan are blooming early, and the cypress leaves on the fairy steps are flourishing; dew nourishes the three-beautiful grass, and clouds protect the nine-like pines; people gather like pearls in the sky, spring comes to the banquet, and the fruit wine is fragrant, the apricot blossoms are moistened by the rain, and the gorgeous Chinese toon trees are covered in clouds and the scenery is long.
…
Today is a happy day. After sixty years of ups and downs, the descendants of the Tang family gathered together to enjoy the joy of family.
You have used your wrinkled face to establish the simple character of hard work and kindness, and you have used your calloused hands to write the way of life of treating others with generosity, the simple family tradition of strictness and friendship, and the rough and thorny years..."
"Ahem..." Old Lady Hua interrupted quickly, "Alright, alright, I got your kindness, thank you!"
She glanced at Tang Keke and thought, this guy is really good at talking.
No wonder the other party could win the heart of her granddaughter, who has always been so arrogant.
What a pity.
Although Fu Song dressed up carefully, she was used to the ways of the world and could still tell at a glance that the other person came from a poor family.
A person from a poor family is destined not to be the son-in-law of the Tang family, let alone the husband of the future heir of the Tang family.
Old Lady Hua didn't know that when she stopped Fu Song, Fu Song also breathed a sigh of relief.
That was a close call. I almost couldn’t continue.
He smiled and said, “You’re welcome, Grandma. This is what I should do.
By the way, I heard from Coco that you like to listen to opera?"
Old Lady Hua was stunned. Although she still didn't approve of him, she couldn't help but ask, "Do you like opera too?"
Fu Song nodded: "My grandfather is a drama fan. I was influenced by him every day when I was a child, and I also have my own understanding of drama.
I heard it was your 60th birthday, so I specially composed a piece of music. I just wonder if you would like it."
"Repertoire? What repertoire?" Old Lady Hua's eyes suddenly changed when she looked at Fu Song.
With pop music being so popular today, opera has inevitably begun to decline, and many young people have never even heard a single opera.
As for arranging the music, it has become a fantasy.
But the young man in front of me said that he was proficient in it. Maybe he was not as simple as he seemed?
Fu Song smiled and said, "This piece is called 'Five Generations of Volunteers'. It tells the story of the Yang family generals. You will understand if you listen to it yourself."
After saying that, he took out a USB drive and Tang Keke quickly turned on the TV.
As a five-star hotel, the TV here has the function of connecting to a USB flash drive.
Fu Song thought about it for a moment and then understood how to use it.
While he was busy, Tang Keke couldn't help but ask, "Hey, when did you create this song? How come I don't know about it?"
Fu Song chuckled: "Isn't this a surprise for you?"
Tang Keke said unhappily, "It's a ghost's surprise. I'm only shocked now, not happy.
It is true that my grandmother likes watching plays, but she has very high requirements for the repertoire.
If your play isn't good, she'll think you're just trying to attract attention."
Fu Song asked, "Very high? How high?"
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