In the office, Sun Wenhua received a call from his brother and felt flattered.
"Brother, wait a minute, I'll open the door and take a look outside."
A young man in his twenties put his phone on the desk and stomped open the door. A few white clouds drifted leisurely in the sky, a pure blue.
Sun Wenhua scratched his head and picked up the phone again: "It's not raining outside, why did you call me?"
"Brother, you don't want me to do something bad, do you?"
Sun Zehua...
"Wenhua, last time you came home you said the school was going to start doing home visits soon, right?"
Sun Wenhua was pulled back into deep thought, and then he calmed down: "Yes, I have already registered the names of Qin Yanyan and the other four children. So I guess I will be busy with these during the weekends."
Especially since Qin Yanyan's mother was such a great cook. A home visit, what a great title. He planned to bring some gifts and take the opportunity to have a meal or something, which shouldn't be too much.
Sun Zehua's cold voice came through the microphone: "When?"
Sun Wenhua was confused and said, "Huh? What?"
Sun Zehua: "When are you going to visit Qin Yanyan's home?"
"There's a poor student in my class, and I plan to visit his home this weekend. Yanyan won't be there until next weekend," Sun Wenhua explained. "But brother, why are you asking this?"
Sun Zehua pondered for a moment. According to the schedule sent by Assistant Chen for the next weekend, Qin Zhichu indeed had no work arrangements, so he should be at home that day.
So he said, "I'll pick you up next weekend."
Sun Wenhua thought he had misheard and asked, "What did you say? No, you're going too? What are you going for?"
Sun Zehua said in an even colder tone, "Who taught you to talk so much? Hang up!"
There was a beeping sound on the phone.
Sun Wenhua...
What's going on? If he's going, he has a legitimate reason. But what's his brother doing there? Thinking of his mother's gruesome cooking, Sun Wenhua suddenly had an idea.
Yes, his brother couldn't stand the deep love that their mother poured into the food.
But then he thought again, his brother was always generous, so if he took him with him, the Qin mother and daughter would not suffer any loss.
In the office, Sun Zehua sent his assistant, Xiao Chen, out and told them not to disturb him. A man sat motionless, leaning back in his chair like an old monk in meditation.
There was a slight feeling of hunger in his stomach, but it did not affect his thoughts at all.
The reason why he has been single for so many years is not because he is so opposed to marriage. In fact, it is just because he has not met the right person and has no such impulse.
In other words, his emotional line developed relatively late, and he didn't feel anything at an age when others were easily moved.
Now people of his age have already married and had children, but he felt a sense of difference in his heart.
He was a smart man, and once he figured it out, he stopped harassing himself. Instead, he began to think about how he wanted the matter to develop and how he wanted to treat Qin Zhichu.
At their age, they are not like young people who can act on impulse. They are sober and rational, and will not act recklessly just because of a little affection. They are very cautious about love and marriage.
Become good friends and have dinner together often? Or even offer a favor to eat together?
Not to mention that Qin Zhichu now has his own company and is not short of money. Even if he really is short of money, people are relatively conservative. Which woman would be willing to have such an unclear relationship with a man?
Besides, what if she gets married later?
Get married? Sun Zehua shook her head. No, no, no! She couldn't get married. The thought of it was unacceptable.
Should I pursue her? Will my life change in the future and have someone else by my side? This seems to be the best way.
Thinking of this, Sun Zehua's heart suddenly felt like an old house on fire, and all kinds of emotions became more and more vivid.
He needs to think carefully about how to pursue a woman...
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In the Beijing Roast Duck Restaurant.
Zhuo Qiang and her old sister Ma Xinmei were both present at this blind date.
Zhuo Qiang and her son Peng Bo sat on one side, Ma Xinmei and Pang Meiting on the other.
A roast duck was ordered, and the duck slices were neatly arranged on the plate, with side dishes such as pancakes, chives, cucumber strips, and sauces on the side.
The remaining duck bones were boiled into soup and served in a large bowl. A bottle of soda was placed in front of each person, making the whole table look full.
The whole thing costs a lot of money. Such a high-level blind date, it can be seen at once that the man is of good condition.
Pang Meiting secretly swallowed the saliva in her mouth in small sips.
Zhuo Qiang, Ma Xinmei, and Peng Bo had all eaten a lot of good food in the city, so while they were tempted by the roast duck, it wasn't particularly appealing. Unlike them, they could only eat it two or three times a year, and it wasn't nearly as delicious.
Her eyes moved and she felt that she had to marry into this family.
Zhuo Qiang smiled and said, "This is Mei Ting, right? I've heard your aunt talk about you a long time ago. I didn't expect you to be so pretty."
In terms of beauty, Pang Meiting is not even half as pretty as Wan Jingjing, but her humble and pleasing look is quite to her liking.
Pang Meiting then called out weakly, "Auntie, you're joking. You, however, look really young."
Ma Xinmei smiled and said, "Our Meiting, apart from anything else, is capable and filial. My sister and brother-in-law are not in good health, and they rely on her for everything at home and outside."
"For so many years, she never complained about the hardship or fatigue. She managed the family successfully. Her brothers have grown up, and this child is finally paying attention to her own affairs."
"Just in time for your Peng Bo to find a partner, otherwise it would be said that the two of them are destined to be together."
"Meiting, this is your brother Peng. How about it? You two are destined to be together, right?"
Pang Meiting glanced at Peng Bo shyly and said softly, "Hello, Brother Peng!"
Peng Bo nodded. This was his first blind date, and he felt only a slight sense of awkwardness. The woman across from him was noticeably overweight and kept pointing her head at him. He couldn't explain what it felt like.
He had pursued Wan Jingjing before, and their love was free and natural. Therefore, he interpreted his slight dislike as the result of two strangers who were not familiar with each other on a blind date.
Zhuo Qiang urged, "Don't just stand there and watch. Everyone, hurry up and eat. The roast duck will get cold soon."
Pang Meiting suppressed her greed and followed the example of the others, rolling a piece of roast duck for Zhuo Qiang and Peng Bo respectively, and handed it to them respectively.
"Auntie, Brother Peng, please eat more."
Nowadays, when going on blind dates, both men and women are reluctant to eat, fearing that the other party will think they are not reserved. They usually just order a few dishes as a formality, and in most cases, everything is left over.
Zhuo Qiang smiled and said, "Hey, Meiting is really considerate. You should eat too, eat more."
After the meal, Pang Meiting served the mother and son opposite her wholeheartedly.
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