
There was an artificial lake south of Dongyuan, not far from the tea room.
Qi was hanging on the blue-colored path, and soon reached the edge of the lake.
Uncle Gui and Yan Xi followed behind him, but they did not worry about the danger of playing by the lake.
It's just that it's not just those who are by the lake.
Elder Tang was also there.
There was a chair with a fishing rod on it, clearly fishing.
The tall and quiet man stood beside him motionlessly, like a bodyguard.
Qi Qi looked at the old man from a distance, and after a while, the old man smiled and waved at him.
“Grandfather, are you fishing?” Qiqi walked up to him and asked curiously.
Old Tang smiled, "Yes, fishing. Wanna play? Grandpa will teach you."
“We do not catch fish in our village. We caught fish directly with buckets and nets. In summer, we can catch small fish and shrimp in the gutter beside the field.”
“Fish and shrimp in the ditch were too small, at most as big as the belly of a finger, could not compare with the fish that grandfather caught.”
“How big is the fish you caught?”
"It was as big as a slap, and it was all thrown by me."
“Then can you catch one and show it to me?”
The baby's eyes were wide open, excited and curious.
Tang Lao Lang laughed a few times, "Of course, but you have to be patient."
Baby squatted obediently at his feet, patiently waiting.
The lake is calm again.
In winter, sometimes cold winds blow from the lake, and in a short time make the baby's little nose red.
Only after the fishing line swayed did Mr. Tang skillfully throw the fish ashore, and the long-squatted baby shouted, looking at the big fish that had fallen on the grass with sparkling eyes, "Grandfather, "Grandfather, the fish you caught is as big as your palm!” It's big!"
Old Tang froze for a moment, then laughed again.
He often fished when bored, but the wooden ridge next to him never made him excited like this.
It's nice to have a little baby here. He was young and innocent, and he was curious and interested in everything he saw.
Finding something interesting, Tang Lao specifically asked Xiaowa to come with him and take the fish and put it in the bucket.
“Old Tang, Song Chunsheng is here.” Tang Zheng walked over and said something in a low voice.
Old Tang smiled, "Here you go, go and greet, don't disturb me."
Tang Zheng nodded and left.
Yan Xi and Uncle Gui looked at each other, "Song Chunsheng? Song Yueliang's father?"
Uncle Gui did not reply, because what he wanted to say was very disrespectful.
Yan Xi did not have the slightest doubt, "He just divorced his wife, right? Turn around and find this way? Is he a dog or a dog skin plaster? How ignorant of its shame?"
Although Yanxi had been living in Taoxi Village and had not entered the city, she could still hear important events in the city from Uncle Gui.
Lately, the Song family's affairs caused a lot of commotion in the city. He teased Uncle Gui every day and listened to him as a joke.
How can I say that Song Ziyun is also from the Yan family, so it is human nature to pay more attention.
Hence, Yan Xi was extremely shameless towards Song Chunsheng without even looking at him.
No, incomparable, Song Chunsheng was not at that level.
Turning his eyeballs, Yan Xi followed the tall man in front of her, not looking in vain when there was excitement.
That sick young Fu Yanchi was still in the tea room, when the good show started, he would see what Fu Yanchi would do.
“Uncle Agui, my mother's father is here?” At the edge of the lake, Qiqi did not care about fishing anymore, turned around and ran to the tea room first, "I'll report to my father!"
Mother mother has not been persuaded, why did mother father come again!
What to do!
Uncle Gui nodded to Elder Tang, then turned around and left, not daring to leave the little princess.
In the blink of an eye, there was only old man Tang left by the lake. He was still fishing with his fishing rod, but his interest was lost.
Old Tang snorted and lay on the chair with his eyes closed, feeling inexplicable.
The pile of dirt on the back of the Song family's buttocks was rubbing more and more, and Song Chunsheng was becoming increasingly incompetent.
…
"Ah Qiang's! Ah Qiang!" The man's excited voice came from a distance, and he headed straight for the tea room.
Li Qiang leaned against the door of the tea room, looking at the man who ran to this side with an indifferent expression.
I haven't seen him in years. Time seems to treat men very well. He doesn't seem to change. He has a straight figure and handsome features. He was not like a copper-coated businessman, but more like a man on the podium.
As for himself, he touched the scar left at the base of his nose, Li Qiang's red lips curved slightly, he was a different person.
The man quickly ran towards her, and was only dumbfounded upon seeing her current appearance, her face was still full of excitement, and her eyes were still full of affection, "Ah Qiang, I went to jail to pick you up but no one came. Knowing that you are here, why aren't you waiting for me? Didn't you tell me?"
"What are you going to tell me?" Li Qiang chuckled, looking at the man, “I'll stab you twice more?”
Song Chunsheng was speechless, "Ah Qiang, I am to blame for what happened back then. I tried my best, but I can only reduce your sentence to five years... You know, I really couldn't help myself back then. "
“Then you come to me now, are you free?”
"I have divorced that poisonous woman, Fang Ru, Ah Qiang, I will never betray you in the future!"
“Easy talking about it, what should you prove, Mr Song?” Li Qiang leaned against the door, his expression remained unchanged, his eyes full of sarcasm, "Don't think I'm still the same as I used to be. Little girl who can be persuaded by kind words, we're both very old friends, we know what's real, don't we?"
Song Chunsheng heard those words, the excitement on his face finally faded a little, "Ah Qiang, you know how I treated you for so many years. Fang Ru and I got married in a business relationship. Back then, I was a gentle person - a person who spoke, so I couldn't refuse the family arrangement."
He closed his eyes, "I know you have hatred for me, and I admit it. I've really felt sorry for you for years. Tell me, what do you want me to do? I can marry you soon. "
"But I'm not chasing fame anymore," the Xiumei woman lightly raised her fingertips, and knocked on her heart, "It's not hard for me to trust you, just buy it with money."
"How much do you want?"
"How much equity is Song in your hands that you can give me? The more you give, the more I trust you."
The woman smiled flirtatiously, but Song Chunsheng's complexion became ugly amidst a coquettish laugh.
He really had feelings for Li Qiang, otherwise, Li Qiang stabbed him twice back then, and he would not have been sentenced to five years in prison.
He came here excitedly, his feelings for her were always certain, and he did not expect any surprises.
The woman in front of him now looked completely different from the person he knew before.
“Why, you don't want to?” The woman lifted her eyes and sneered, "Then go, Song Chunsheng, and use your trick to deceive the other girl."
Behind him, there were a few people sitting near the coffee table, all of them looking at this scene directly.
Qi Qi looked at him very seriously, his eyes were almost as wide as a copper bell.
Grandma is so tough!