Chapter 92 Song Yunting, how can I not be jealous to death of you!
Song Yunting held Zhou Huifang's shoulders and pushed her into the yard, then walked away with Song Yuanchao.
Song Yunting asked in disbelief: "Dad, Brother Ji and Qiao Yanxin are so much older than each other, they are not a good match at all. Can they really get together? Are you mistaken?"
Song Yuanchao glanced at Song Yunting and said with a smile: "Your uncle Ji called me personally to tell me, how could he be wrong?
Yanli is older, more calm and steady, and knows how to care for others better. Besides, with the influence of the Ji family in Yuncheng, Yanxin will not suffer any loss by following Yanli. I think they are a good match. ”
Song Yunting's heart was bubbling with sourness, and his face turned very ugly.
After school, Qiao Yanxin went home, picked a handful of vegetables from the vegetable garden, plucked a few onions, stir-fried a plate of beef and a plate of mutton, made a bowl of tomato and egg soup, and steamed half a pot of rice.
When cooking, I would turn on the radio, listen to English broadcasts, learn English, and work in the kitchen.
In her previous life, her wine business expanded overseas, and due to work requirements, she learned multiple languages.
In addition, she has a strong talent for languages, so not only does she speak fluent English, she is also proficient in Japanese, Korean, Russian, etc.
Qiao Yanxin has been eating at the coffee table in the living room these days. The coffee table is facing the TV, so she can use the meal time to watch current affairs news.
Song Yunting followed Song Yuanchao to the gate of Qiao Yanxin's courtyard. Looking at the four square and majestic tiled houses and the green vegetable fields against the courtyard wall, Song Yunting felt complicated.
He thought that after Qiao Yanxin moved out of their house, she would at most live in the small house rented by Ji Yanli, but he didn't expect that she actually lived in a small courtyard with her own door!
Qiao Yanxin: Why can she live in such a nice house?
Song Yuanchao: "Yun Ting, come and knock on the door."
Song Yunting knocked on the door a few times with a sullen face.
Qiao Yanxin had just placed the food on the coffee table and had not yet had time to pick up his chopsticks when he heard a knock on the door and hurried out.
When he saw through the crack in the door that the person standing outside was actually Song Yunting, his face couldn't help but darken.
She was very puzzled. How did Song Yunting know that she lived here? What is he here for?
At this time, Song Yuanchao's voice came from outside the door.
"Yanxin, are you home? It's me, your Uncle Song."
Qiao Yanxin had no choice but to open the gate.
She knew that as long as Song Yuanchao was around, he and Song Yunting would be inseparable.
Qiao Yanxin glanced at Song Yunting coldly, then looked at Song Yuanchao.
"Uncle Song, why are you here?"
"Yanxin, Uncle Song came here specially to congratulate you. Yunting was extremely happy when he knew that you and Yanli were engaged, so he came with me.
Haha, won’t you let us go in and sit for a while? ”
Qiao Yanxin stepped aside and said, "Uncle Song, please come in."
Song Yunting followed Song Yuanchao into the house. The moment he stepped into Qiao Yanxin's living room, the discomfort in his heart became even stronger.
Looking at the high-end leather sofa in the living room and the matching coffee table and cabinets, Song Yunting clenched his fists.
When he saw the color TV on the cabinet and the radio and refrigerator at the kitchen door, Song Yunting's mood could no longer be described as "uncomfortable".
Song Yunting dreamed of owning a radio, but Qiao Yanxin not only had a radio, but also had high-end appliances such as a color TV and a refrigerator...
When I think of him working so hard to make paper boxes for a few dimes every day, and staying up late at night and unable to sleep,
Qiao Yanxin, however, lives in a big house, watches TV, listens to the radio, uses a refrigerator, and leads a leisurely and comfortable life.
This huge contrast and strong comparison almost pushed Song Yunting into hell. For an instant, his heart was full of poisonous thorns and he felt extremely sour, but he tried his best to pretend that he didn't care.
Song Yuanchao looked around the furnishings in the room with a look of surprise on his face.
"Yanxin, your house is really well decorated. Wow, the sofa looks very expensive!
You have both a TV and a radio, Yanxin, you are already living a modern life! ”
Qiao Yanxin smiled and said casually, "These were all bought by Yanli. Yanli always has good taste."
Her tone was filled with happiness and joy, especially when she mentioned Ji Yanli's name, she inadvertently revealed a hint of sweetness, which made Song Yunting furious.
Qiao Yanxin became more cautious and explained, "This house was also bought by Yanli. Yanli allowed me to live here temporarily."
Song Yunting glanced at Qiao Yanxin and thought: What is there to be proud of?
You are just a canary raised by Ji Yanli. Sooner or later, he will get tired of you and kick you out!
Qiao Yanxin didn't bother to pay attention to Song Yunting at all, and said to Yuan Chao: "Uncle Song, have you eaten? Let's eat together."
Song Yuanchao was not a hypocritical person, and he regarded Qiao Yanxin as his own from the bottom of his heart, so he said straightforwardly: "Yun Ting and I haven't eaten yet, Yanxin, did you cook enough?"
Qiao Yan thought to herself that she would rather feed the food to the dog than give Song Yunting a single bite.
She looked at Song Yuanchao apologetically and said, "I'm so sorry, Uncle Song. I didn't know you were coming. I didn't make much food. It's only enough for the two of us."
Song Yunting's face instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he said coldly, "I'm not hungry!"
He vaguely felt that Qiao Yanxin looked down on him now. The more she looked down on him, the more he wanted to save face in front of her.
Qiao Yanxin ignored him and went to the kitchen to get a bowl of rice for Song Yuanchao. She said with a smile, "Uncle Song, please try my cooking."
Song Yunting felt that it was boring and went to the yard with a gloomy face.
After the meal, Song Yuanchao handed Qiao Yanxin a red envelope and said shyly, "Yanxin, your engagement is a big deal, Uncle Song should give you more money, but...
This is just a small gift from Uncle Song, please don’t think it’s too little. Uncle Song wishes you and Yanli a happy marriage and a lifetime of happiness! ”
Qiao Yanxin took the red envelope and thanked him.
Then he asked Song Yuanchao: "Uncle Song, have you been to the hospital for a check-up? What did the doctor say?"
Song Yuanchao's face turned pale, but he soon forced himself to smile and said, "I went for a checkup. There is a little problem with my lungs. I will be fine after taking two doses of medicine. Yanxin, don't worry about me."
Qiao Yanxin immediately realized that Song Yuanchao was lying, and felt heavy in his heart.
She advised kindly: "The body is the capital of revolution, Uncle Song, no matter what, you must put your body first."
Qiao Yanxin opened the red envelope and saw fifty yuan stuffed inside, which made her feel even more complicated.
These fifty yuan are Song Yuanchao’s salary for nearly two months!
Qiao Yanxin took out forty yuan and stuffed it into Song Yuanchao's hand, saying, "Uncle Song, I have received your kindness. I am not short of money now.
You should take the money back. I hope you live a long and healthy life anyway. ”
Song Yuanchao felt a little sour in his nose and nodded.
"Yanxin, you are a good child."
Song Yuanchao sat for a while, then stood up and prepared to go back.
Qiao Yanxin accompanied him to the gate of the courtyard. After thinking for a while, he said, "Uncle Song, please wait a moment. I want to talk to Song Yunting."
Song Yunting was about to vent his anger on Qiao Yanxin, so he said, "Dad, wait for me."
He immediately turned around and went into the yard.
His eyes were filled with anger, and he said sarcastically, "Qiao Yanxin, no wonder you are in such a hurry to move out of our house. It turns out you are anxious to climb up the social ladder and live a good life."
Qiao Yanxin's eyes were full of disdain: "Song Yunting, how can I not be jealous of you! I just want to remind you that Uncle Song may have serious health problems. You should persuade him to go to the hospital for a thorough check-up!
I've finished talking, now you can go! ”
Song Yunting was stunned for a moment, and quickly retorted: "Qiao Yanxin, can't you hope that my father will be okay?
How has my father ever done anything wrong to you? You cursed him like that? ”
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