Through the Book Seven Zero: There is room for the delicate beauty

The car slowly stopped in front of a villa. Su Nan straightened her hair quickly, took two or three deep breaths nervously, and got out of the car after Zhou asked the gentleman to help open the door.

When I got out of the car, I saw two couples who had just walked out of the yard door and greeted them with friendly smiles on their faces.

The leader was a middle-aged woman in an indigo dress, her long hair was draped over her shoulders gently, and she exuded a book-scented temperament, like an elegant orchid. Su Nan guessed that she was Zhou Rang's mother, Because the eyebrows and eyes of the two are very similar.

Standing next to Zhou Rang's mother was a middle-aged man wearing a black shirt and suit trousers. His cropped hair was a bit fierce, and he was not angry. His eyes were like a pool of deep water, making it impossible to see the bottom. He should be Zhou Rang's father. .

Su Nan always felt that he looked very familiar, but just couldn't remember where he had seen him.

Behind them stood a very fashionable curly-haired woman, wearing a black polka-dot shirt with a white background and a professional black hip-wrapped skirt underneath, with dazzling red lips.

She is holding a meticulous and serious man on her arm, wearing glasses, with a gentle and honest appearance.

But without exception, they are all very good-looking and have a very good temperament. At first glance, they look like wealthy families, and the four characters "rich and powerful" are only printed on their foreheads.

Such a close contact with the elder who seemed to be "awesome", Su Nan retreated for a while, swallowed her saliva, and quietly hid behind Zhou Rang.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Rang grabbed her hand, pulled her to his side, and introduced with a smile: "This is my partner, Su Nan."

"Oh, the little girl is so beautiful." Song Wanqing's eyes lit up when she saw Su Nan, she took a step forward and held Su Nan's hand, and after looking up and down, she was even more satisfied.

"Hello, Auntie." Su Nan bit the bullet and smiled shyly, lowering her head slightly.

"This is my mother, my father, my aunt, and my uncle." Zhou Rang introduced them one by one, and Su Nan followed behind and greeted each one sweetly.

"Come in and sit down. Auntie cooks a table of delicious food by herself." Song Wanqing didn't let go of Su Nan's hand, the creases on her face smiled, obviously very satisfied with Su Nan.

A group of people entered the house with a lot of gifts.

Since Su Nan entered the door, her mouth has never been closed. Even if the layout and decoration of this house are placed in later generations, it will be at the level of a luxury house, and this lot will be valued in units of "[-] million" in later generations.

This is a "big money" for her!

Su Nan looked at Zhou Rang with quiet eyes, and saw that he was stacking a bunch of things on the open space next to the sofa in the living room, without even giving her a look.

"Miss Su, I'm your fan. I've watched your movie twice, no, three times." Suddenly, a slightly excited voice interrupted Su Nan's thoughts and brought her back to reality.

Hearing this, Su Nan was taken aback, covered his face and smiled and said, "It's my first time acting, and I didn't do very well. Thank you, auntie, for liking it. Just call me Su Nan."

"Humility, hahaha, I heard Xiaorang call you Nan Nan, so I'll ask you to call you Nan Nan like him." Song Wanchi embraced Su Nan's shoulders unceremoniously, and warmly pulled Su Nan along with Song Wanqing. Sit down at the table.

Zhou Xingwen and Song Wanqing sat in the main seats, Su Nan and Zhou Rang sat on their right, Song Wanchi and Zeng Liangzhe sat on their left.

The large rectangular dining table is filled with all kinds of delicacies, mainly Shanghai dishes, which are delicious in color, fragrance and taste, which makes people appetite.

"Your grandfather won't be here until the afternoon, so grandpa and grandma will come again in the afternoon, and your uncle and uncle will follow along."

Song Wanqing looked at Zhou Rang, talked about the situation at home, and at the same time explained to Su Nan why there were only so few elders around.

"It's been a long time since your grandfather came to the Shanghai stock market. The last time he came was when your elder brother got married."

Song Wanchi took the job bowl handed over by Sister Fang, gave Zhou Rang a teasing look, and then said to Su Nan: "Grandpa is just a little old man with a bad temper, Nan Nan, don't be scared when you see him this afternoon." .”

Su Nan recalled how Master Song got along. She didn't think that the other party had a bad temper. Instead, she felt that he was a very easy-going old man, and his cooking was very delicious. Now it seems that Zhou Rang's mother and Zhou Rang's cooking skills are both I learned from him.

"Actually, when I was filming in Beijing last time, I met Mr. Song...Grandpa."

As soon as these words came out, not only Song Wanchi, but everyone else looked over and asked in surprise, "Have you seen it?"

Before Su Nan had time to answer, Zhou Rang helped answer first: "Grandpa even cooked for her."

"This is a rare occurrence."

Zhou Xingwen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly opened his mouth. You must know that although Song Changzhi likes to cook, he would rather throw away everything than give a grain of rice or a drop of soup to someone he doesn't like.

Thinking back to the time when I went back to the Shanghai stock market with Wanqing to meet my father-in-law and mother-in-law, but was rejected by Master Song for several years, and finally got in with sincerity and perseverance.

But after entering the door, he was not qualified to eat at the table, because Master Song really didn't want to marry his precious daughter to other places, so his nose was not his nose, and his eyes were not his eyes.

But in the end, Song Wanqing didn't overrule her own wishes, and reluctantly agreed to the marriage.

For so many years, Zhou Xingwen has eaten only a handful of meals cooked by Song Changzhi, let alone cooking for him, that would be a fool's dream.

Zhou Xingwen looked at Su Nan with envy.

"At that time, I happened to live next door. Grandpa treated me very well, and I haven't thanked him for taking care of me." Su Nan met Zhou Xingwen's gaze, and suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

"Let's talk later, let's eat first, otherwise it will be cold later."

Song Wanqing picked up a piece of meat with her serving chopsticks and put it into Su Nan's bowl, and said with a smile, "I asked Xiao let you know what you like to eat and what you don't like to eat. Let's see how the dishes taste like. His grandfather compares, but it should still be possible, right?"

Su Nan met Song Wanqing's expectant gaze, and slowly put the sliced ​​meat into his mouth, it was glutinous but not greasy, the original taste was very tender.

No matter what she thought, Su Nan said what she said, and the smile on Song Wanqing's face suddenly deepened, and she kept picking vegetables for Su Nan, her body straightened a lot.

"Eat more, treat this place as your own home, don't be polite."

"Thank you, Auntie." Su Nan squinted her eyes and smiled sweetly, looking at the piles of vegetables, she kicked Zhou Rang subtly under the dining table.

Zhou Rang understood immediately, and quickly stopped his mother's feeding behavior: "Mom, don't patronize Nannan, you eat too."

"Oh, okay, eat everything." Seeing this, Song Wanqing withdrew her hand and concentrated on eating her own food.

When Su Nan was eating, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Sister Fang, who was serving the meal just now, going upstairs with a bowl, and a question arose in her heart, is there anyone else in the house?Then why don't you come down and eat together?

Didn't I hear Zhou Rang mention that he has brothers and sisters?How strange.

Just as Su Nan was guessing wildly, there was a heart-piercing cry of a baby from upstairs. The sound was so loud that no one could ignore it, and they all looked upstairs.