It happened that the third uncle and aunt were also sent out by Zhao Meizhen. Seeing the two go out, song TIANYAO turned and asked, "what''s Artest''s last name? How old is he this year?"
"Chen Tai, 18 years old," said the third uncle.
Song TIANYAO said to the younger brother fuyixing, "remember? Chen Tai, 18."
In fact, if song TIANYAO knew about the underworld in Hong Kong, he would feel that the name was very familiar. Unfortunately, song TIANYAO did not care about the underworld, nor did he care, nor was he interested in understanding this group.
After fuyixing''s younger brother left and his three uncles and aunts thanked him for their farewell, song TIANYAO returned home, sat by the bed, frowned at Zhao Meizhen, the mother who closed the door and entered the room, and said, "how many people did you promise to receive enough gifts to fill here?"
"It''s all small things that relatives in the neighborhood beg to come to the door. Now you are the Secretary of the Chu family. It''s normal for some relatives and friends to ask to come to the door." Zhao Meizhen didn''t hear the meaning of song TIANYAO''s words. She took an apple and washed it. She put it in Song TIANYAO''s hand: "have an apple. What do you want for dinner? Your mother will help you do it."
"Can you help less neighborhood friends? When Wenwen was almost sold to the stronghold, she didn''t see the neighbors come out to help. Wait, I''ll ask someone to help send these things back with you and ask them to find another expert. I can''t help them." song TIANYAO turned over impatiently and leaned on the bed, leaning on the folded bedding.
"When you become rich, you turn your face and don''t recognize people. Neighbors, relatives and friends can''t rely on you for some benefits? I don''t know if you will give birth to a white eyed wolf like you! We Chaozhou people are willing to share food with relatives and friends even if there is only one piece of cake left. How are you now? Wealth doesn''t recognize people. You just don''t recognize your old bean and mother. Aren''t you afraid of those relatives and neighbors poking you in the back." Hearing song TIANYAO''s words, Zhao Meizhen immediately stood in front of the bed and pointed to song TIANYAO leaning against the bed.
"You can''t help these neighborhood friends. I''m just an errand secretary, not the governor of Hong Kong. Do you want to give them the cake? When your police academy lost the election, those neighborhood people came to collect debts and help them without waiting for the next night? I might as well help a dog outside. At least when I''m fed well, it can bark at the people who are cruel to me and help them? Tell them to get away Song TIANYAO turned his head to Zhao Meizhen, too lazy to look at Zhao Meizhen''s awe inspiring expression.
When the mother and son were dissatisfied with each other, song Wenwen came back from the outside. At this time, she was wearing a pink white dress with a canopy edge and a pair of new sandals on her feet. Song Wenwen was not ugly. At this time, she was wearing a foreign dress, which was more playful and lovely. Seeing her brother lying in bed, song Wenwen came over and sat happily beside the bed and patted song TIANYAO on the shoulder:
"Brother."
Song TIANYAO turned around and looked at Song Wenwen: "Wow, so beautiful? Mom won''t have such a good eye to help you order a skirt? Don''t you fear that the boss''s wife doesn''t like you when you wear this dress to work in the teahouse?"
"My brother is the Secretary of the Chu family. Of course I don''t need to do any more work. Isn''t it good? Allen specially made it for me." Song Wenwen stood up and turned around and said to song TIANYAO as if he were offering treasure.
Song TIANYAO looked at Song Wenwen puzzled, and then looked at Zhao Meizhen with a bitter hatred on her face: "Allen? Which Allen?"
"The only son of Uncle Qi, the boss of Baoren hall on the street, is 18 years old. Uncle Qi came to the door two days ago and said he would help his son Alan propose marriage, but I haven''t agreed. Wait for your opinion. After all, you are now the big secretary, but Alan has been asking Wenwen out to go shopping for the last two days." Zhao Meizhen rolled her eyes at Song TIANYAO, but explained it unhappily.
Song TIANYAO sat up from his bed and looked at Zhao Meizhen with a black line: "Mom, I haven''t come back for a week. You have to make arrangements for Wenwen''s marriage? Are you going to make preparations for my marriage next? I don''t even need to see my wife? Go home and go straight into my bridal chamber?"
"Aunt Hong next door said that sister Su Zhen still liked you and that she was having a fruit line recently..." Song Wenwen heard her brother''s words and said. Unexpectedly, song TIANYAO looked at her with an impatient face: "Wenwen, you''ve been selling tea in the women''s teahouse for so long that you don''t have to think about it? What''s the ghost? Alan, before your brother and I became a secretary, why didn''t you go shopping for dinner? Why didn''t his old bean who opened the traditional Chinese medicine shop come to the door to ask for a marriage? Su Zhen next door likes me? Why didn''t she like me when I dropped out of the police school? Now? Let her like it slowly."
"Zhongyou, when Wenwen was just 15 years old, you were in a hurry to marry her?" song TIANYAO said to Zhao Meizhen.
Zhao Meizhen put her hands on her hips: "my mother has given birth to you with your old bean at the age of 15! Besides, uncle Qi''s only son, the traditional Chinese medicine shop of Baoren hall must be inherited by Alan in the future. What''s wrong with Wenwen marrying to be the boss''s wife?"
"Did the man named Allen attack you?" song TIANYAO turned his face again and asked song Wenwen.
Song Wenwen was frightened by her brother''s tone and eyes and immediately shook her head: "No."
"Did you please say something to me? I hope I can do something for him?" song TIANYAO continued, "think clearly."
"No."
"It''s not the best. Don''t go back and forth with the girl in the street in the future. Wait, how much is the dress? Send it back to him at the original price. Tell him that old Dou Qi, who runs a small medicine shop, is young and doesn''t want to get married for the time being." Song TIANYAO became more and more agitated. He turned over from his bed and went down to the ground. He threw half his cigarette on the ground and stamped it out. He walked outside and pointed out the gifts piled up all over the house before going out: "If I don''t eat at home in the evening, Zhong you, I will move away as soon as possible, isn''t it the neighborhood? Relatives? It doesn''t matter if you are willing to contact me, but don''t think I can help them solve their problems. I have a kind heart and a kind face, but I''m not a Tathagata Buddha. I can''t help so many people. Being a good person beyond my capacity will only kill me."
When song Wenwen was almost kidnapped by heixinhua when she lost the election of her police academy, none of the relatives in the neighborhood disappeared and hid in her home as a shrinking turtle. Now they all know how to poke their heads out one by one to take advantage.
Poor, no shame, but this kind of people who clearly just want to take advantage and don''t want to contribute. With a few compliments, they want you to help them lift a golden mountain. They are not worth communicating with, let alone song TIANYAO''s use of the personal relationships he maintains on them.
When he went out of the house and closed the door from the outside, song TIANYAO breathed out a long sultry breath. He was about to leave the cabin area and go back to the dulis hotel to open a room for dinner and sleep. He saw the fuyixing younger brothers who helped take care of his home running over with a middle-aged man in a long shirt. The middle-aged man saw song TIANYAO, raised his hand and greeted him from a distance:
"Secretary song, Secretary song, please stay. I''m the accountant of Huayun sparrow stall."