The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

   Chapter 533 Proceed

   The heavy snow showed no sign of slowing down, and it was rising like white feathers falling all over the sky.

Due to the heavy snow, the sky was gloomy, a non-slip red carpet was laid under the entrance porch, visibility was low, and red lanterns were hung early on the gate under the porch. The servants shuttled between the kitchen and the Huichun Hall. The remuneration given is also high, and it is the old lady's longevity, and everyone's faces are filled with festive smiles.

Outside the Huichun Hall is a garden full of red plums. Although the best plum blossom season has passed, and there are already signs of decline, but after a heavy snow nourishment, the redness blooms on the branches again, like gorgeous fireworks, chasing a moment of surprise. .

   Snow falling and red plums, accompanied by red bricks and blue tiles stacked on top of each other, and buildings with carved beams and painted buildings, which are poetic and elegant.

   "Old Madam, I'm here to congratulate you on your birthday." A loud voice was heard from far away, and the wind and fire came from far and near.

  The old lady was sitting in the huanghuali wood chair in the main hall, leaning on a red sandalwood dragon head crutch in her hand, with a kind face, a spirited spirit, and a dignified temperament, which was awe-inspiring.

   "Is that Nana?"

  Mao Nana walked in with a smile, "Old lady, I came here without breakfast. I wanted to talk to the old lady. Don't think I'm thick-skinned, I came here to eat."

   "What are you talking about, Huaiqing, quickly tell the kitchen to prepare meals. I remember that Nana likes to eat Sanxian wontons, so I made Sanxian wontons for her."

   "You are really my aunt, still remember what I like to eat, Aunt Shuang, I love you to death." Mao Nana went up and gave the old lady a big hug.

  The old lady smiled and patted her back. She couldn't help frowning when she touched her hand, and said distressedly, "Why are your hands so cold, go to the next door to warm up."

   "Then I'll talk to you later."

"Not urgent."

   Mao Nana was led by Huai Qing to the next door, Huai Qing handed her a hot water bottle: "Miss Mao warm up your hands first."

   Then poured a cup of hot tea and placed it on the table in front of her.

  Mao Nana asked, "Where's Ajaan?"

   Huaiqing's expression didn't change, and she said in a business-like tone, "Miss Ajaan's illness has not yet healed. I'm afraid I won't be able to entertain guests today, please forgive me."

  Mao Nana's brows wrinkled enough to kill a fly: "Isn't the disease healed yet? Isn't Bo Yuxun a doctor? Why didn't he save his own sister?"

   "I'm just the one in charge of the Bo family. I don't dare to talk about the master's business."

   Someone from below came looking for him, Huai Qing said sorry, turned around and lifted the curtain and went out.

  Mao Nana took a sip of hot tea and finally felt better.

She couldn't help but think, after returning from Jiangzhou, Ajaan disappeared because of her illness. She and Ajaan have been together for so many years, and her health has always been very good. ?

   This is too weird.

   Even if you are seriously ill, you can’t see people, you always feel that something is wrong.

   At this time, another voice came from the main hall, "Old Madam, are you well?"

   This is Mrs. Song's voice.

   "These are two girls from my family, one is called Huiren and the other is called Jiaoren."

   "Grandma Bo is well, I wish you good luck and longevity, and enjoy your family forever." A very gentle female voice.

   "Hello, Grandma Bo, I wish you all the best of luck." A crisp little girl's voice.

   The old lady smiled and nodded: "They are all good children."

Mao Nana pouted, Madam Song is famous for her small stomach, Song Huiren is her biological daughter, she can take it wherever she goes, but that Song Jiaoren, if she remembers correctly, is her husband's illegitimate daughter outside. , can she be generous enough to bring Mrs. Bo's birthday banquet? There must be a problem in between.

  Mao Nana opened the curtain and took a closer look at Song Jiaoren, and found that she was obviously well-dressed, with a gentle and beautiful appearance, the type of hothouse flower.

   It seems that Mrs. Song does not mean to drink alcohol.

   Mrs. Song walked in with the two girls, and saw Mao Nana was stunned, her face immediately filled with a smile: "Miss Mao is really early."

   "It's getting late, I can still catch a lunch."

  The Bo family's banquet was scheduled for the evening. She was worried that Ajaan had come early. This Madam Song was eager to watch.

   The maid held a bowl of wontons in front of Mao Nana, and two plates of refreshing side dishes.

  Mao Nana is also welcome, just pick up the chopsticks and start eating.

   Mrs. Song pouted in disgust, her eyes fell on Song Jiaoren's face, Song Jiaoren's eyes shrank, and he lowered his head subconsciously, clutching the skirt with both hands nervously.

  Song Huiren blinked his big eyes, "Sister, are the wontons delicious?"

  Mao Nana smiled: "Of course it's delicious. This is made by the chef of Dechang Building. Even if you have money, you can't eat it. Today, thanks to the old lady, I can enjoy it."

   Mrs. Song said, "Huiren, come here."

Song Huiren obediently returned to Mrs. Song, Mrs. Song glared at Song Jiaoren, Song Jiaoren gritted his teeth, suddenly covered his stomach with a forbearance, and looked at the servant standing beside him: "My stomach is a little uncomfortable, can you take me to the bathroom? "

  The servant led her away.

   opened the curtain and bumped into Ji Rouen, Song Jiaoren immediately backed away, Ji Rouen glanced at her, and stepped in with a smile.

   Song Jiaoren secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and when he raised his head, he met a pair of gentle smiling eyes.

  Song Jiaoren was stunned, and instantly reflected the identity of the other party, and shouted timidly: "Bo...Miss Bo."

   The other party smiled and nodded, with excellent bearing, and passed her calmly.

  Song Jiaoren subconsciously looked back at that slender figure, and soon disappeared behind the door curtain.

  The only grandchild of the Bo family, born to be the arrogant daughter of the sky, with willful capital, there should not be many troubles in such a life.

  Song Jiao felt a little inferior in his heart. Thinking of Mrs. Song's words, he bit his lip and left with his head lowered.

   Ji Rouen said with a smile: "Mrs. Song, I'm sorry to keep you waiting. The one just now is your eldest daughter. She's really beautiful, and she has a bit of the charm of Mrs. Song when she was young."

   Mrs. Song heard this, but she didn't laugh, "The little girl is so arrogant that she made her laugh, but it's Miss Bo, who has a bit of the old lady's bearing.

Who doesn't know that Bo Yujian is not Mrs. Bo's own son, and she is so lucky to be recognized as a parent-child by the old lady. Ji Rouen is a small family, and she doesn't care if she doesn't hold her tail tightly, and dares to act like a big-tailed wolf in front of her. A few words of yin and yang.

  The real master of the Bo family has not married yet, so she will cry.

   Ji Rouen heard this, although she was unhappy, she was not stupid enough to show it on her face.

Mao Nana watched the two women fighting with each other with cold eyes. Ji Rouen really came from a small family. She hasn't changed her inner arrogance for more than ten years. The identity of the eldest lady is not because her name is Ji Rouen.

   When she talks like this, she will offend people invisibly.

   There will be a lot of ladies and gentlemen coming today, and the scene will be more lively then. It would be nice if Ajaan was there. She can interact with these ladies and gentlemen with ease, which is not comparable to Ji Rouen's social rank.

   Mrs. Song drank tea silently, pulled back a round, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

   I hope that girl will not let her down.

   Song Jiaoren looked at the plum blossoms in the courtyard and exclaimed, "It's so beautiful."

   This is the first time she has come to Bo’s house. I didn’t expect that Bo’s house would have such a large set of courtyard houses in the city center. This is no longer a matter of money, but a symbol of status.

  Guang walked for a while from east to west. The toilet was behind the penthouse on the west side. There was a moon arch next to the penthouse, and the two-story building in the backyard was looming in the snow.

  The front hall is the place to entertain guests, and the backyard is the resting place of the host family.

   "Miss Song, the bathroom is here." The maid reminded.

  Song Jiaoren quickly retracted his gaze, said sorry, and hurriedly lowered his head and walked in.

   "Ms. Song, the terrain here is complicated, and it's easy to get lost if you're not careful. Don't run around alone."

  Song Jiaoren said loudly: "Thank you, I understand."

As time went by, more and more guests arrived. Qin Tian, ​​Cong Yan and his wife Xie Yun from the Qin family, Bai Ziyu and Qin Qiuxi from the Bai family, Bai Ziyan, Mrs. Bai and Bai Weining, more and more people in the living room. , the atmosphere is getting more and more lively.

Liu Xiangyue and Wen Ruo met at the gate, Wen Ruo raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Professor Liu? Last time I was impressed by your pearl, you gave such a precious thing, did you find what you want to find? people?"

  The man was tall and tall, and the snowflakes covered his brows, adding a bit of coldness to the pale eyes.

"found it."

   "Oh? Then congratulations to Professor Liu."

  The two walked into the main hall side by side, Wen Ruo smiled and said, "Senior sister, are you all right?"

   Mrs. Bo smiled and said, "It's Wen Ruo, come here."

  Wen Ruo approached, Madam Bo grabbed her hand, touched her palm, and felt a few calluses.

   "When you come back to China, don't say come to see my old wife."

   "Senior sister, it's my fault. As soon as I came back, I was dragged away by the Literature and Art Committee. It was an interview and an activity. I couldn't spare a day."

  Bo Lianye stood beside Mrs. Bo and whispered, "Master Wen, hello."

  Wen Ruo glanced at her: "Miss Bo left a deep impression on me at the auction of the handed down ink painting last time. She really deserves to be the granddaughter raised by the senior sister, and she has a bit of the style of the senior sister."

Mrs. Bo smiled, but before she could speak, Ji Rouen suddenly jumped out and said, "It turns out that Master Wen Ruo is Mom's junior sister, and the one who Lian Ye admires most in our family is Master Wen. I heard that Master Wen is recruiting closed-door disciples recently. What do you think of our lotus leaf? The old lady raised it, it will definitely not ruin your reputation..."

There was still a faint smile on the corner of Mrs. Bo's mouth. She couldn't tell whether she was happy or unhappy. She interrupted Ji Rouen directly, "The inheritance of the teacher's family pays attention to a word of fate. Although Lian Ye has talent, it is not suitable for this. Dao, I heard that at the auction that day, there was a young girl who wrote a pure flying white body? The young man's heart is very human, and she is suitable for your mantle."

   Ji Rouen held back her anger. Is this old woman mentally ill? Is there something good about helping an outsider instead of thinking about your granddaughter? Are you confused?

   Thin lotus leaf pursed her lips and said before Ji Rouen said, "Grandma is thinking about making Master Wen laugh."

  Wen Ruo waved his hand and said, "Senior sister, you should meet that girl. On her, I saw the shadow of you when you were young. If you were younger, it would be suitable to accept her as a disciple."

   The thin lotus leaf lowered his eyes, and clenched his hands beside him.

   Mrs. Bo shook her head with a smile.

   "Old lady, Xiangyue congratulates you on your birthday."

   The smile on the old lady's face was stiff for a moment, and she quickly smiled casually: "It's Xiangyue, sit down."

  Bo Yujian received a message from the secretary, apologized to the male guests at the table, walked up to Mrs. Bo and said, "Mother, Mr. Qu is here, I'll go meet him."

   Mrs. Bo smiled and said, "Go."

  Bo Yujian left in a hurry. Before leaving, she turned her head and glanced at the thin lotus leaf.

   The thin lotus leaf understood and quietly left from the other side.

   Mrs. Song frowned. This Qu family has always been indifferent to the world and never participated in such banquets. What happened this time...

She didn't allow her to think about it, she saw Bo Yujian and a high-spirited middle-aged man walking in. The man was followed by a handsome young man, who was astonishing, but the eyebrows were too cold, colder than the ice and snow outside the door. Three points, beauty is beautiful, but it makes people tremble in their hearts.

The boy was holding a little girl, the girl tied two cute croissants, tied two red ribbons, and wore a red jacket skirt, with red lips and white teeth, smart eyebrows and eyes, just like a New Year's picture doll, people can't help but think Pinch the white and ruddy face, it's really cute.

   The little girl came in, trotted to the old lady Bo, and gave a stern expression, her little face was even more festive and lovely, and her mouth was crisp and open.

   "Grandma Bo, hello, my name is Qu Youran, I wish you a birthday, I wish you every day today and every year, always happy and happy."

   The little girl's voice is so cute, and her small appearance is smart and naive.

  The old lady Bo's smiling eyes narrowed into slits, she couldn't help but put the little girl in her arms and touched the little girl's face with her fingers.

   "Grandma's hands are rough, didn't she touch you?"

   The little girl raised her face and smiled: "I know that my great grandma likes me, so she will touch me."

   "This little girl is so cute, Mr. Qu is blessed to have such a well-behaved and lovely daughter by his side." Wen Ruo couldn't help but praise.

   Qu Feitai smiled and shook his head.

   This girl is too captivating.

   Mrs. Bo smiled and said, "She is a beautiful and lucky little girl. Grandma likes you very much. Can you come and see Grandma more in the future?"

  Qu leisurely hugged the old lady with a smile: "That's great, I like Grandma too."

   Mrs. Bo hugged her and laughed.

   Mrs. Song looked at Song Huiren who was sluggish beside her, and sighed, they were both girls, how could the gap be so big.

This Qu Lanting is really amazing. He educates his daughter like a human being. The first time we met, he coaxed the old lady of the Bo family into something. Who doesn't know that this old lady looks gentle, but it's actually the hardest. near.

  Bo Yujian watched this scene and raised the corners of her lips with a smile. At this moment, the secretary quickly walked over to him and whispered a few words in a low voice.

  Bo Yujian's expression changed greatly, she turned to leave, suddenly remembered Qu Lanting, and said bravely, "Mr. Qu, excuse me, Mr. Cheng is here."

   The audience was shocked.

   Mrs. Bo really had some face, so Mr. Qu and Mr. Chen came to congratulate her on her birthday.

   I'm going to focus on writing these chapters. There will be more in the next few days. I am a serious procrastinator. In order to prevent it from being rotten, everyone remember to remind me that if I have a responsibility on my shoulders, I will be motivated.

   (end of this chapter)