: A thousand charming

Inside the house, Yingchen was unaware of Meng Ze's rumor.

My aunt's son will take the college entrance examination next year, so I asked her to come over and ask for some professional prospects.

It was fifteen minutes later.

The dishes on the big round table were almost the same, and the main dish was a southern specialty, chopped pepper fish head.

Ying Yizhang served in the central provinces and regions in his early years. He stayed for nine years and enjoyed both the north and south tastes. He especially loved this chopped pepper fish head.

Ying Yibang arrived at this time.

He stepped into the entrance hall, his long black coat hung to his calves, and a party member badge was placed on his left chest, and he visited the door with a night of wind and snow outside.

With level equipment, Yingyibang has two guards close to you.

Two little poplar-like soldiers stood behind, adding more momentum.

The peers in the room stood up naturally in a quiet moment.

"Hello, brother."

"Hello brother-in-law."

The younger generations are even more conscious.

"Hello uncle."

"Hello uncle."

The little kid was pinched by her mother and shouted with a slight voice: "Hello grandpa."

Ying Yibang nodded and touched the little kid's head, "Be good."

Cui Jingshu walked out of the kitchen, wiped the water from her hands, and warmly received: "Oh, brother is here, please sit down."

While speaking, Ying Yizhang also went downstairs from the study room and followed Ying Jing behind him.

Ying Yibang took a step forward, his eyebrows and eyes were gentler than before, "Is it fifty-one today?"

Ying Yizhang nodded, "Yes."

Yingjing immediately shouted: "Hello uncle."

When Ying Yibang saw Ying Jing, his eyes finally felt satisfied.

“How is learning?”

"It's great, can adapt."

Yingjing spoke appropriately, and the steadyness that was beyond his peers was loved by his elders.

"I heard that one of your military research reports has been published in the magazine. This magazine is authoritative in the industry. Xiao Jing has done a good job."

Yingyibang believes in the iron-blooded policy and has extremely strict requirements for these young juniors.

The vicissitudes of life are written on the face, and the spirit is gathered in the eyes.

Old-fashioned, harsh, and deep.

Ying Jing looked at each other calmly, respectfully and humbly, "I will."

After patrolling one by one, Ying Yibang finally looked at Yingchen who was standing beside him.

Yingchen pulled the corner of his mouth, "Uncle."

Ying Yibang responded lightly and asked: "Have you been transferred from Hangzhou?"

"Yeah, I've been transferred back."

"I heard from your mother that you live outside."

Ying Yibang's tone was lukewarm, "Your father is old and in poor health. You are the eldest daughter, come back to take care of him more often."

Yingchen nodded and then fell silent.

Cui Jingshu came out at the right time to relax the atmosphere and said with a smile: "It's okay, Chenchen is busy. What a good thing for young people to have career aspirations. The two of us old people take care of themselves, so there is no problem."

This embarrassment can be resolved.

Ying Yibang didn't say anything anymore, then sat down and started the meal.

The position arrangement is very clever. Several elders are arranged in order from the main position, and then in seniority.

According to the logic, Yingchen should be the seat opposite Yingyibang.

But she calmly pulled Yingjing's sleeve under the table.

Yingjing was confusing and obediently changed the position with her sister.

Yingchen never gave up in his heart.

To be honest, Ying Yibang took control of the decision-making power between the Ying family and the Li family back then.

Her and Li Kun will be indirectly caused by her uncle.

As things go by, no one is left to loosen.

A family-cooked birthday party, except for the little thoughts in their hearts, the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

After dinner, Yingchen stayed for a while and left with Meng Ze.

After the guests dispersed, Ying Yibang and his brother sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette and talked.

The two talked about work for a while, Ying Yibang changed the topic and asked, "That girl Yingchen is still working in the original company?"

Ying Yizhang nodded, "She likes her professionally, too.

She had a great fortune in the mining accident that happened a while ago."

Cui Jingshu couldn't help but answer, "Fortunately nothing happened, otherwise what should I do."

The smoke slowly rises, dispersing a thin layer of mixed with the air.

Ying Yibang's expression was slightly restrained, and after a while, he said, "Yes."

If it really doesn't work, let her change jobs.

Girls work hard outside, but in the end they still have to return to their families and take care of their husbands and children.”

Cui Jingshu's lips opened and closed, as if she wanted to refute something, but was suppressed by Ying Yizhang's look.

I was afraid that her tone would be unhappy.

Yingyizhang is neither salty nor light, "I don't value this. She can just abide by the law and restrain herself from loving herself."

Ying Yibang frowned indeed, pinched out the cigarette butt, and asked again: "She hasn't been a partner yet, right?"

The atmosphere suddenly went downhill.

Before confirmation, Ying Yibang shook a cigarette out of the cigarette box and clamped it between his fingers.

"Do you have any impression of Zhang Xude of the Intelligence Department and Director Zhang?

He even came to greet you at the August 1st commendation party last year.”

Ying Yizhang recalled that there was indeed such a person.

"He has a nephew who is about the same age as Yingchen, has been studying, is in business, and has good family conditions."

Ying Yibang said: "I met one year ago. The young man was tall and handsome."

Hearing this, Ying Yizhang and Cui Jingshu understood what he meant.

"Yingchen is not young anymore. It's the New Year and April's birthday."

Ying Yibang took out a match, waved for a while, holding a small cluster of flames, lowered his head and lighted a cigarette.

"Miss twenty-eight, let us in the courtyard, all the children are going to kindergarten.

She doesn't care about it herself and is ignorant. She can't delay the big things she has for life."

After speaking, Ying Yizhang was slow to speak.

His face was dull, his facial features were closed, and he was very serious.

After a while, two words were thrown out: "Let's talk about it."

——

Corps.

Li Kun poured it under cold water for half an hour, but still couldn't figure it out.

Meng Ze's words, now when I think about them again, are like Penglai's immortal words.

It's a irrelevant relationship.

Welcome to the morning men's department?

Still a fucking male disorder department?

Who should I hang it for?
To be continued...