In the house, Ding Sangpeng, who was sitting on his own single sofa, put down the book in his hand and greeted the people who came in with a smile. The old man's smile was light, but it also showed kindness and kindness.

Yang Jingxing was very happy: "Look who is here."

Ding Sangpeng raised his hand, and the smile on Gan Lao's face became wider.

Yang Jingxing really showed off: "My girlfriend."

He Peiyuan completely ignored the rogue, kept her own pace and approached before bowing and greeting: "Hello, Mr. Ding."

"Okay, sit down." Ding Sangpeng pointed and his old voice sounded kind: "Are you hungry?"

He Peiyuan had no time to refuse her boyfriend to sit next to her, so she wanted to answer the old man: "I'm not hungry, it's still early."

"There's no rush." ​​Ding Sangpeng understood the young man's attitude: "It will be better if you wait a little longer."

"You should also eat more..." He Peiyuan began to smile: "Yang Jingxing said your food is delicious."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I'm just here to eat."

He Peiyuan still ignored her boyfriend: "It's been windy these two days. Yang Jingxing's parents are coming down to see you. The weather is nice and I can take you for a walk outside."

Ding Sangpeng smiled and nodded slightly: "Don't waste time..."

Did He Peiyuan learn to flatter him? She said that learning from Mr. Ding must have benefited a lot and that she should cherish the time. When the master served tea, she immediately took over and even boasted about going to help in the kitchen. Ding Sangpeng drank ginseng tea, and Yang Jingxing knew it.

How to do it, He Peiyuan also followed suit.

Ding Sangpeng was also very talkative: "Have you met Jing Xing's parents?"

He Peiyuan didn't seem to be vigilant this time, so she was a little caught off guard: "...I met his mother."

Yang Jingxing laughed at his girlfriend: "Noble people often forget things. I've seen them all a few years ago."

He Peiyuan didn't get angry, but nodded a little awkwardly.

Ding Sangpeng almost shouted: "Jiuchun hasn't been there yet, has he?"

He Peiyuan shook her head...

Ding Sangpeng's son came back a little late. Although he was over sixty years old, he was still in good spirits and his voice was still loud. When he entered the door, he said: "Xiao He is here, welcome..."

He Peiyuan stood up: "Hello."

The son does not have the posture of an old artist: "Sit down and drink tea... A few crabs were still in Yangcheng Lake in the morning. The delivery person was irresponsible and asked me to make a trip by myself."

He Peiyuan nodded: "Sorry to trouble you."

After Ding Sangpeng's son sent the things to the kitchen, he came to chat with the guests, asking Yang Jingxing how the important things at hand were going, and also asked about He Peiyuan's study and work, and even asked about the girl's parents and elders.

People in Puhai started chatting among themselves. Even though they were two generations apart, they could still talk about what happened twenty years ago. Neither Ding Sangpeng nor Yang Jingxing were born in Puhai and grew up in Puhai, and they didn't seem to have that much affection for this city.

Ding Sangpeng's son talked to Yang Jingxing again about what kind of activities the city was going to hold and invited old artists to gather together. The family refused and declined, but now some young people are really happy with their achievements and even come to persuade them...

The topic between men got up, but He Peiyuan seemed unable to intervene, so she took the initiative to ask to go to the kitchen and never returned.

Yang Jingxing took the time to take a look at the kitchen door and found that He Peiyuan's form of help was to stand aside and chat with the hostess. It seemed that the conversation was quite interesting. Ding Sangpeng's daughter-in-law was recalling the wonderful years before her father-in-law retired.

Seeing Yang Jingxing, the hostess quickly said, "Xiao He, go sit outside and you'll be fine soon. I've got oil smoke here."

Yang Jingxing said, "It's good to learn a little bit."

He Peiyuan quickly glared...

It was almost six o'clock when the meal started, but He Peiyuan was still able to carry the dishes and the bowls and chopsticks. She was obviously more active than Qi Qingnuo in this regard. The hostess was also obviously happy to have someone lend a hand, and repeatedly praised He Peiyuan for her ability. Of course, He Peiyuan also thanked the hostess for her hard work and hard work.

I admire the craftsmanship, although the six dishes and one soup are quite homely.

Are you ashamed of yourself for opening your mouth? Ding Sangpeng's son didn't stop his wife's uncontrollable chatter today, and He Peiyuan picked up the conversation anyway.

He Peiyuan was very polite and didn't want to eat crabs. Yang Jingxing had the nerve to persuade the host to treat it as his own family. He Peiyuan seemed to take it seriously, and together with Yang Jingxing encouraged Ding Sangpeng to eat one more crab, it would be fine.

After the meal, He Peiyuan helped clean up again, which made the hostess sigh that people can't be judged by their appearance. Really, she really didn't expect that Xiao He could still do housework.

After dinner and a tea break, the elders should pay attention to the work and study of the young people. He Peiyuan really gave Yang Jingxing face and told Ding Sangpeng that both orchestras were very active in preparing for the performance of the Second Symphony. Several principals of the Chinese orchestra had done

Setting an example, including responding very positively to New Zealand.

Although he is only a young performer, He Peiyuan's understanding of "Yang Jingxing's Second Symphony" earned Ding Sangpeng some praise.

After eight o'clock, the guests left. Yang Jingxing was coming back with his parents next weekend. Ding Sangpeng's daughter-in-law repeatedly asked He Peiyuan to come too: "I find that you and Jingxing's mother can definitely get along."

He Peiyuan was ashamed and embarrassed and wanted to deny it modestly: "...it's okay."

Ding Sangpeng also made some remarks: "You are not young anymore, so you have to be sensible and sensible."

Yang Jingxing immediately said: "Don't worry, I will work hard to make progress."

Ding Sangpeng was not partial: "Xiao He is the same, very good."

He Peiyuan had to accept the senior's affirmation: "Thank you..."

After getting in the car and leaving, He Peiyuan began to stretch and relax again: "Is the food too bland? I think there is only a little salt in it, but less salt is healthy."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Then you are still talking nonsense. When did I say that the food in Ding's hometown is delicious?"

He Peiyuan pouted: "Can't you help me speak for you?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Of course it's good, but I'm a little flattered."

He Peiyuan hummed: "...when you and Lao Qi came, their juniors were not at home either?"

Yang Jingxing said: "We all have our own homes. Sometimes we come back and sometimes we don't."

He Peiyuan understood: "You have been here many times?"

Yang Jingxing thought for a moment: "I think, just like when a new official takes office, instead of caring about what the previous leader did, it is better to be yourself, as long as you do all the work you should do..."

"You think so! Who cares?"

After the quarrel, the plan was to go home early and rest, but He Peiyuan thought of buying some dry food again, lest Yang Jingxing had to go out to look for food in the middle of the night. It was not healthy, but it was a trivial matter. If she met a vixen, the Puyin girl would

Sad.

We don't have much time. Let's just go to the supermarket nearest where we live. Yang Jingxing thought: "...the paper towels are almost gone."

He Peiyuan glanced at her boyfriend: "What are you thinking about?"

Yang Jingxing simply said bluntly: "Do you still have the sanitary products you bought that time?"

He Peiyuan was angry, really angry. She didn't say a word or look at the driver for five minutes.

Yang Jingxing said earnestly: "...I don't need it by myself. If I did, I would buy hundreds or even thousands... Yuanyuan, I think we can talk about this, right?"

"Do you know how embarrassed I was at that time!?" He Peiyuan finally spoke, but she was indeed seriously angry. She didn't pout or frown, and her eyes were wide.

Yang Jingxing felt: "It was then, but am I still embarrassed now? Humph, you didn't think of me as your boyfriend."

"It's different!" He Peiyuan said angrily: "I am also your girlfriend, why do you feel unhappy when I mention Lao Qi Taomeng?"

"How could I?" Yang Jingxing explained, "I'm afraid you won't be happy with what you said."

He Peiyuan shouted angrily: "That's because... you have never experienced it. Do you understand the feeling of wanting to die?"

Yang Jingxing became frightened: "How can it be so serious..."

He Peiyuan thought: "My boyfriend? Why do you still mention the most embarrassing thing to me?"

Yang Jingxing was frightened: "We said it last time, and you didn't either..."

"It's different!" He Peiyuan became even more angry: "Then I will hold on!"

Yang Jingxing first expressed his position: "I'm sorry, I will never mention it again."

He Peiyuan was angry: "There's no need to use a mocking tone when mentioning it!"

"There's no way to ridicule..." Yang Jingxing felt aggrieved: "I'm obviously very charming... What I actually mean is, Yuanyuan, let's talk about some private topics."

"Go away...charm you!"

Yang Jingxing thought: "Well, I'll let you see my most embarrassing side, okay?"

He Peiyuan was cautiously curious: "...what?"

Yang Jingxing said: "All I can think of, don't be angry, it's purely academic. I think the most embarrassing thing is doing bad things to Yuanyuan's photos but being discovered by Yuanyuan..."

He Peiyuan wanted to lift the roof of the car, which was really shameless and obscene, and said: "Are you embarrassed? I'm afraid of you..."

Yang Jingxing was disappointed: "That's right... let's just pretend we're not boyfriend and girlfriend."

He Peiyuan habitually looks for loopholes: "Then how did I find out?"

Yang Jingxing thought: "You come to my house to play, and then I say I have something to do and go back to the room. I haven't been out for a long time, so you come and see, my God, Yang Jingxing, what are you doing..."

He Peiyuan no longer cared about safety or insecurity. She struck with both fists and showed no mercy, strictly forbidding the gangster from talking any more.

Before parking the car and entering the supermarket, He Peiyuan was still worried and stared at the rogue.

Yang Jingxing was confused: "What's wrong? You haven't been here before, have you? The entrance is over there..."

But He Peiyuan stamped her feet dissatisfied.

The two pushed the cart and headed straight to the food area. Yang Jingxing asked his girlfriend if she wanted to take a ride, but was beaten again. Although it was almost nine o'clock, there were still many people in the supermarket, so He Peiyuan jumped into the fight as soon as possible: "Let's buy some fruit."

It felt like He Peiyuan was purely trying to satisfy her passion for shopping. She would not be happy if her boyfriend didn't adopt her valuable suggestions. So she ordered apple grapes, milk yogurt, juice apple cider vinegar, pistachios and pine nuts, cookies and rose cakes...
To be continued...