"You're too kind." Tang Xili responded politely.
After a brief handshake, she came to Lin Suiying and said, "Hello, Minister Lin. I'm Tang Xili, and I've heard a lot about you."
Lin Suiying held Tang Xili's hand tightly and smiled broadly, "I didn't expect that we would meet under such circumstances. I'm sorry, Miss Tang Xi."
She took her hand warmly and lovingly, "Come, let me introduce you. This is my great uncle, Mr. Yong Hechen, and this is my great aunt, Ms. Ye Qingwu, a professor at the Chinese Academy of Sciences."
"This is Xiaoxu's third uncle, Yong Hezhang, an expert in quantum physics. This is his third aunt, Ms. Hua Yourong, the director of the National Museum."
"This is Xiaoxu's aunt, Ms. Yong Heling, the admiral stationed in the South China Sea, and this is Xiaoxu's uncle, Director Bai Zhanqi."
Tang Xili met everyone one by one, and his words and actions were calm and appropriate.
After introducing the elders, Lin Suiying pointed at the younger generation and said, "This is Xiaoxu's eldest brother Yong Zhiyue, Xiaoxu's second sister Yong Qingxue, the fourth child Yong Qingfang, the fifth child Yong Zhiyan, and this is..."
Bo Sijia pushed Yong Qingfang aside and squeezed in front of Tang Xili, smiling sweetly.
"Sister Tangxi, my name is Bo Sijia, and I'm their cousin."
"Hello." Tang Xili understood. The Yong family should not have split up, so the cousins were ranked like that. Yong Zhixu was the third born among the younger generation, so even if he was his parents' only child, he had to be ranked third.
And this Bo Sijia is obviously the daughter of Yong Zhixu's aunt.
After getting to know everyone, the old man took a handbag from the guard Lao Zheng and came to Tang Xili.
The handbag was taken away, revealing a flat square sandalwood box. The old man opened it carefully. Inside, on the soft velvet lay a gorgeous retro gold enamel necklace. The pendant was a Ruyi lock carved from a whole piece of excellent violet jade.
The style is simple and elegant, and the value is great.
The scumbag said that Tang Xili likes Chinese culture, so the old man chose a necklace with the characteristics of ancient Chinese culture to give her.
This was also part of the dowry of his wife, Ms. Yuan Man.
"Child, since we're meeting for the first time, this is a little gift from me. You must accept it."
Tang Xili met the old man's eager and expectant gaze, smiled, and took it, "Okay, thank you, old sir."
Don't be shy or stage-frightened.
The old man nodded happily, "Okay, okay."
Lin Suiying also took a large gift bag from Yong Qingfang, which contained an exquisite paper box.
In the box, there is a gorgeous white kesi horse-faced skirt, and the hem of the skirt is a majestic ultramarine painting of a thousand miles of rivers and mountains.
Next to the skirt, there is a set of extremely exquisite jade rings and pendants.
"Miss Tangxi, Xiaoxu said you like horse-faced skirts. I wonder if you like this pattern."
Tang Xili took it and said, "I like it very much. Minister Lin is very thoughtful."
The next step was gift-giving. The other members of the Yong family also presented gifts they had prepared. They were all China's cultural heritage, various rare items, including authentic ancient paintings and precious porcelain, whose value could no longer be measured.
Although we came in a hurry, we must observe the proper etiquette and must not be disrespectful. This is the order from the old man.
After a while, Tang Xili's hands were full of pears, and for the first time he experienced the meaning of "it's hard to refuse such a kind invitation".
They were all so enthusiastic that she was not used to it.
Seeing that she couldn't carry it any more, the old man told Lao Zheng, "Xiao Zheng, move these to her plane."
"Okay, old man." Old Zheng took two special forces soldiers and moved the gifts away.
The old man looked up at the sun. It was noon. He looked at Tang Xili kindly and said, "Child, are you hungry? Why don't you go home and have lunch?"
Tang Xili wanted to refuse, but her stomach growled. She blinked and said, "Obedience is worse than respect."
A group of people were talking and laughing as they walked towards the gate.
Yong Zhixu, who was still kneeling before the Buddha, said: "..."
(Did they forget something?)
(Aren’t you here to stop him from becoming a monk?)
Fortunately, Chen Zui was still thinking about him. Chen Zui grabbed the old man and said, "Uncle, my third brother is still in there."
The old man glanced at Yong Zhixu from a distance and sneered, "If he wants to become a monk, then let him do it. This scumbag doesn't deserve it!"
The next second, he grabbed Chen Zui's hand and pulled him in front of Tang Xili. "Kid, what do you think of Chen Zui? He's a bit of a playboy, but he's not a mean person. Would you consider him?"
"Ah?" Chen Zui waved his hands hurriedly, "No, no, no..."
He wouldn't dare.
At this time, Yong Zhixu inside finally couldn't pretend anymore, he stood up and walked into the yard, shouting in resentment, "Grandpa——"
A gleam of light flashed in Mr. Yong's eyes. "Hey, Suiying, who is that? You're just making up a relationship."
Lin Suiying pursed her lips and said, "I don't know him. Let's go."
Tang Xili looked at the poor man who was "kicked out" of the house, bit her lower lip and suppressed her smile.
"Hey..." she shouted, "Yong Zhixu, become a monk, or choose me?"
Yong Zhixu's heart was about to fly to her, but he still maintained his image as a scumbag on the surface, hesitating and hesitant to speak.
Lin Suiying's mind shifted, and she stepped forward and said, "Don't force yourself. You have to think it through. If you choose Miss Tangxi, you must be wholeheartedly devoted to her from now on. You are not allowed to bring up infertility again. If you dare to say a word, your grandfather will beat you to death."
The old man's brows jumped. Why was he involved?
Looking around, seeing that everyone was waiting for him to express his opinion, he made up his mind, "That's right, you've made up your mind. Either become a monk or choose her. Let me be frank with you, if you dare to bring up infertility in the future, I will be the first one to not let you off!"
Yong Zhixu raised his head and looked towards the sky. His beautiful phoenix eyes were shining and glittering from an angle that they could not see.
When he lowered his head again, a reluctant look appeared on his face. He came to Tang Xili in a coy manner and said, "Then I'll choose you. After all, I still like you..."
As soon as the words fell, cheers from the younger generation rang out.
The elders were also pleased and happy.
Lin Suiying glanced at Yong Zhixu and said, "You little bastard, now you've got what you wanted."
Not only did he win the respect of his beloved, but he also received blessings from everyone. He was really thoughtful.
The family left Tanzhe Temple in a grand procession.
Outside, in the small square where the aircraft were stationed, JW-23 had been surrounded by General Li Ming and his team.
The group looked at the fighter plane with eager eyes, especially Li Ming, who was full of excitement and eager to try.
Seeing Old Man Yong, he walked over, saluted solemnly, and asked with a little excitement, "Old man, who owns this fighter plane?"
The old man pointed at Tang Xili proudly and said, "It belongs to Ms. Tang Xili, the chairman of Grobe Military Industry Group."
Li Ming looked at Tang Xili and saw that she was dressed in camouflage uniform and looked heroic. He showed admiration in his eyes and said, "Ms. Tang Xili, the fighter plane is good."
Tang Xili tossed him the remote control for opening the hatch. "Why don't you give it a try?"
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