"What are you doing?"

Old Chen came out of the room and saw Song Wen and Shan Tianchen holding hands, while Shan Tianchen looked embarrassed and looked embarrassed when he couldn't help but ask.

Seeing him come out, Song Wen slowly let go of his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, we're just saying hello to each other."

"Tianchen, are you okay?" Chen, the old man, was a spirited figure. He didn't know that his comrade-in-arms son suffered a great loss, so he asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's just a little hot." Shan Tianchen said calmly as if nothing had happened, but the sweat on his face was dripping, not as if he was alright.

Mr. Chen saw it and quickly asked him to wash his face.

Shan Tianchen did not refuse. After entering the bathroom and closing the door, he touched his hand that was almost broken and grinned and said, "Now, this society is full and full, and there is nothing to do to pretend to be a pig and eat tigers." Could it be that boy is also like that? Seeing that guy is so small and has such a big strength, I don't know how his mother gave birth to him. Thinking of it, he looked at his hand that was pinched to the purple. He originally wanted to give someone a warning, but he didn't expect that he hit a nail. Is there anything more unlucky than this?

In the hall, Mr. Chen looked at Song Wen with an incredible expression. You should know that his comrades-in-arms' son is an elite of the elite in the army. Unexpectedly, he suffered a loss as soon as he met. It seems that this kid is not an ordinary person either.

At this time, the water burning on the induction cooker boiled. Song Wen took out the ceramic tea jar under the table, took out a pack of tea leaves from it and put it into the tea cup to brew it. His technique was skillful, just like his own. Mr. Chen was stunned and thought to himself who was the master and who was the guest?

Chen’s wife and Huang Xi cooked the dishes and came out of the kitchen. When they saw Shan Tianchen was not there, they asked, “Old Chen, where is Tianchen?”

"I just said it was too hot, so I went to wash my face."

"It's a little hot this day, and it's time for our house to turn on the air conditioner, otherwise it's going to be so hot. Go and call him out, it's time to have a meal."

"oh."

The dinner was very rich, including fish, shrimp, home-cooked stir-fry, and even the soup dumplings that Huang Xi liked to eat. Huang Xi gently picked up a full soup dumpling from the cage and put it in Song Wen's bowl, and then whispered to him how to eat it. The tenderness and sweetness in his eyes could even smell the crazy bees, waves and butterflies that were more than ten kilometers away.

Shan Tianchen sighed secretly when he saw it. If the two of them were just friends in a relationship with men and women, or if one of them had love, he might have started. But now, he looks like they are in love with each other and they are very affectionate, so how can he do it? Besides, he can't compare with others. If he compares money, he is not a person who lacks money. Compared with literary talent, he can only compare the cultural level of "Goose Goose Song Songs towards the Sky"; if he compares guns and equipment, he may win, but who will like these now? Besides, girls are all petty animals, and they like them if they like them, and they don't look back. It's unreasonable to tell how to get involved in it. It seems that this relationship has not yet begun to be destined to be destined to be born.

He sighed secretly, and Shan Tianchen buried his head in his mouth in depression, and he was invisible.

Song Wenyi, Huang Xi's introduction, gently picked up the soup dumplings from the bowl and took a bite. A fresh and sweet soup immediately poured into his mouth, sweet and very delicious. In fact, he had soup dumplings when he was in Suzhou before. The local flavor in Suzhou is sweet, so this should be the taste there.

"Auntie's skills are so good. You should be from Suzhou!" Song Wen asked Wu Fengyi after taking the soup dumplings.

"How do you know?" Wu Fengyi looked at Huang Xi strangely. Could it be that she told him? Huang Xi shook her head, but she didn't say anything. She looked at Song Wen without feeling curious, and didn't know how her lover knew.

"The soup dumplings made by my aunt should be of Suzhou taste. The foods that Suzhou people eat are sweet, but elegant and colorful, like women from Jiangnan, with the charm of Jiangnan water, which is enchanting. Every frown and smile is unforgettable." Song Wen said with emotion.

When he was in Suzhou, he accidentally met a beautiful woman in Suzhou. The laughter and joy are still unforgettable. Now every rainy season in early spring, when he sees the willow branches and leaves blooming, he will think of the woman he met by the lake. She held a painting fan and dressed in Hanfu, gracefully between the new willows, the breeze blew, and her clothes flew, just like a god. He didn't even see her face, but at that moment he was already fascinated by her charm.

"Is that Suzhou girl beautiful?" Huang Xi asked curiously.

"drift"

As soon as he said that, Song Wen suddenly felt something was wrong, and turned his head. Huang Xi smiled and looked at him curiously with her chin. Suddenly, Song Wen felt a chin and a cold breath surged into his heart, and he felt that he was too proud. How could he say that another woman was beautiful in front of a woman? He hurriedly remedy and said, "A girl in Suzhou is beautiful, but how can you compare to you? You are the most beautiful woman in the world in my heart."

Which woman doesn't like people to praise?

Huang Xi felt happy when she heard this, but she said in a disloyal way: "Who knows if what you said is true."

"Really, it's more true than pearls." Song Wen said in a swearing voice.

Huang Xi heard the heart blossomed, but she didn't show it. She just gave him a blank look and said, "I don't know how many girls I have deceived you, who will believe you." As she said that, she picked up another soup dumpling and put it in his bowl, "Eat your soup dumpling! Flatter."

Wu Fengyi smiled and looked at the two of them flirting. After a while, she looked at Shan Tianchen again, and couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that Old Chen's plan was about to fail. How to introduce him to the relationship between him and his wife? Isn't that a bad marriage?

Mr. Chen glanced at Shan Tianchen who was burying his head to eat, and blamed this kid for not having that blessing!

After dinner, Wu Fengyi and Huang Xi were packing the dishes, while Chen Lao and Shan Tianchen and Song Wen sat in the antique federation to make tea and talk, but most of them were Chen Lao and Shan Tianchen talking about the affairs of the army. Song Wen had no common language, so he spoke to the old man and stood up to appreciate the decorations in the hall. To be honest, he prefers some ancient things, and feels that these things not only have historical testimonies, but also have a strong sense of humanity and rurality.

After looking around, he found that the things in the hall were not antiques, but just antique furniture sold on the market, so he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. Many people made this thing in Nanzhou, and a good set was only about 10,000 yuan, so he was too lazy to go and see it again and planned to go back to make tea. Suddenly, he saw a vase on a short table next to him, which looked pretty, so he walked over and picked it up.

The background of the vase is golden, with a strong sense of nobility.

Song Wen felt a heavy feeling in his hand. He knocked it and it sounded like a copper. The bottle neck of the golden vase and the bottle body were painted with various patterns. The bottle neck was painted with peony pictures. The colored peony lined with the golden bottle body, giving people a feeling of grace and wealth. There were also two golden dragon beasts embedded on the shoulders of the bottle. I don’t know if it was pure gold.

Seeing Song Wen looking over and over in his hand, Old Chen, who was making tea in the hall, was shocked and sweated. The antique vase he had finally bought was broken. If it was broken, it would be fine. He hurried over. However, Song Wen was a guest, so he couldn't say anything. He just asked tactfully: "How about it, my vase is beautiful, right?" Although he said that, he stared at the vase, and he didn't separate for a moment, for fear that something would happen to the vase.

"It's pretty." Song Wen nodded and responded. Suddenly, he saw that the lines at the bottom of the bottle seemed to be stringed into several words, and he was surprised to make a sound.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Chen asked after hearing this.

"It seems that there are words in the bottle." Song Wen said carefully at the bottle.

Old Chen felt a sudden slap in his heart when he heard this. A bad premonition surged into his heart and he hurriedly asked, "What's the word?"

“The light here is too dark and I can’t see clearly.”

"Go and see there."

Mr. Chen led Song Wen to the hall and opened the huge chandelier in the hall. The hall was bright. Song Wen looked into the bottle with the dazzling light, but found that there was still a shadow blocking the pattern in the bottle, so he asked the old man: "Is there a flashlight?"

"I have it."

Shan Tianchen next to him took out a small flashlight from his pocket.

Song Wen glanced at him and thought to himself that this guy was carrying a flashlight when he went out, which was really stupid. But he didn't care about him, so he picked up the flashlight and shone it into the bottle. He saw that some patterns on the edge of the bottle were mixed into several Chinese characters, and he couldn't help but pronounce it out to "Congratulations to the Millennium Year of the Dragon".

"What, what did you say?" the old man asked in surprise after hearing this.

Wu Fengyi and Huang Xi, who were washing dishes in the kitchen, heard the sound and walked out to see. They found that the three of them were gathered together and didn't know what they were doing. They asked, "What's wrong?"

The old man did not answer.

"There are words in this bottle." Shan Tianchen pointed to the vase in Song Wen's hand and said.

"What's the word?" Wu Fengyi walked to the three of them and asked.

"The Millennium Year of the Dragon, five words." Song Wen said.

"Ah" Wu Fengyi shouted for some reason.

Mr. Chen didn't know what happened, his face suddenly changed, and he suddenly slandered and cursed: "Bastards, they are really a bunch of bastards." As he said that, he snatched the bottle from Song Wen's hand and was about to smash it onto the ground. Song Wen was quick-witted and quickly grabbed it back. Just kidding, it would be a pity to smash such a beautiful thing.

Seeing that the thing was stolen by Song Wen, Old Chen glared at Song Wen fiercely, and said nothing. He walked into the study and closed the door with a "bang", and there was no sound anymore. Even Wu Fengyi was screaming outside.

"Auntie, what's going on?" Huang Xi asked strangely. She was confused by what happened just now. Song Wen and Shan Tianchen were the same, and they also looked at him.
Chapter completed!