frightfiction Chapter 837 Which one do you like?
Chapter 837 Which one do you like?
When Ruan Huixi entered the house, Lu Yanran and Wancheng had already finished their meal.
Lu Yanran sat on the chair, but did not put down her chopsticks and go into the room to play games like before.
Wancheng sat for a while, then stood up and said goodbye.
Ruan Huixi was cleaning up Lu Jiang when Lu Yanran suddenly said:
"Sister-in-law, our family has never opposed you getting married again. Second brother is a good person. After so many years, you can tell whether he is sincere or not. If you think it's okay, just agree to it. It's not a big deal anyway."
"Don't mention this anymore. I don't have that intention."
Ruan Huixi forced a smile and carried his son into the house.
"Yanran, clean up the table. I'll change Xiao Jiang's clothes. They're all soaked with sweat. This kid, like his father, is afraid of the heat..."
Lu Yanran sighed and thought, forget it, sister-in-law is not a child anymore. She has her own affairs and plans. No matter how much people around her say, it will be useless.
After expressing her feelings, Lu Yanran frowned as she looked at the leftovers on the table. She was used to being served, and she felt a little wronged to clean up the table.
He put the dishes into the kitchen and came out and called to his sister-in-law's room:
"Sister-in-law, you haven't eaten yet. I'll clean up after you finish eating."
Okay, it was pushed easily.
Zhuang Zhoucheng entered the house and there were guests at home. This scene happened frequently before Zhuang Zhoucheng got married.
Zhuang Zhoucheng walked over and said hello. The scene quieted down and the old man turned around to look at him:
"I'm back, just in time for dinner. Sit down first and get to know the younger sisters from my uncle's family and say hello. Bingxue is studying business administration, right? That's perfect. If you don't understand something, you can ask me, an old fellow."
Lin Bingxue was flattered when the old man mentioned her name. She quickly straightened her face, nodded, and said with a smile:
"Yes, I'm studying business administration."
Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced sideways, his expression gentle. This man had indeed undergone earth-shaking changes in the past few years, at least in terms of how he treated people, he was very different from before.
"Really? Miss Lin, do you have any unique insights into finance and economics?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng has been looking for ways to communicate with people, no matter who they are, he is willing to try to communicate.
Especially young people and young girls.
He also wanted to know the young girl's way of thinking and ideas, and was willing to listen.
Because the gap between him and his wife is not just superficial things like status and age. If you think about it carefully, they have never communicated well.
Lin Bingxue was stunned for a moment, but answered truthfully.
“I’m not very interested in this course…”
Father Lin beside her frowned. He gave her a chance, but she just pushed it away?
Isn't this just creating opportunities for others in vain?
"My daughter is very good in other aspects, but she is not so good in this one. She is usually very eloquent with me, but in front of the Third Master, she dare not show off her skills."
Father Lin quickly explained to his daughter, trying to draw Zhuang Zhoucheng's attention back.
The Song family members laughed and said, "Don't you dare to show off your skills in front of an expert?"
Maybe I don't have much ink in my stomach?
Zhuang Zhoucheng nodded slowly and immediately asked:
"What about database management?"
This is an introductory course.
"Not really interested."
Lin Bingxue's face also looked a little ugly. Was she here to meet the examiner today, or for what else?
As for torturing her like this?
Zhuang Zhoucheng frowned slightly. He seemed to have tried his best, but he really couldn't continue the conversation.
"What about securities investment?"
“…Not interested.”
Lin Bingxue's voice became much softer. She felt a little embarrassed and smiled awkwardly.
Zhuang Zhoucheng looked away. OK, he had tried his best. It seemed that he was still not good at speaking.
Mrs. Song smiled and broke the deadlock, saying:
"It's a bit of a waste for a girl to study economics. It's better for her to study art. Girls with artistic temperament are always pleasing to the eye. Look at our Zhilin. What do you think, Madam?"
The eldest wife looked at the girl from the Rong family. Song Zhilin was pretty and looked good.
"Yes, Miss Song is indeed a little different."
The eldest lady said politely.
Zhuang Zhoucheng seemed somewhat interested in this topic:
"What did Miss Song study?"
Song Zhilin blushed, "Music, majoring in piano, and won a city-level award."
Zhuang Zhoucheng nodded slowly, forgiving the uncle for misunderstanding a word. He heard it as "won a world-class award" and was still thinking in his heart.
Wow, he’s similar to his wife. He’s also a world-class architect.
I was proud in my heart, but I didn't say anything.
The old man on the other side was seldom seeing this old man interested in the girl from the Rong family, so he immediately said:
"It just so happens that my child is also learning piano. How about asking Miss Song to play an impromptu piece to liven up the atmosphere?"
Song Zhilin's face turned even redder. She could play the piano, but she won awards when she was a student. She hadn't practiced for several years. How could she play it improvisationally?
Her hands were shaking.
After the old man finished speaking, he stood up and led people into the piano room.
The Zhuang family's piano room is also spacious enough. Jiang Ke is quite talented in this area, and his family is also cultivating him with great care.
Of course, there is often piano sound in the house, and the Zhuang family can more or less tell whether it is good or bad.
Song Zhilin was forced to play "Wedding in a Dream". His fingering was skillful and the notes were fluent. Well, it was not bad.
After everyone applauded, Zhuang Jinhuan said with a smile:
"Miss Song plays really well. Our daughter Keke could play this piece when she was five years old. Of course, she couldn't play it as smoothly as Miss Song."
Jiang Ke knew this song when he was five years old. Miss Song, how twenty years old are you this year?
Everyone in the Zhuang family knew it, but they didn't point it out. This was the introductory song. Everyone understood that this young lady's musical attainments had reached that level.
However, all the daughters of wealthy families hold extremely high academic qualifications, but how many of them have real talents and skills?
We all live on the same level, and Zhuang Jinhuan didn't mean anything else. She just couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.
But think about it, wasn't Jiang Zhen's grades also faked by her mother?
So, we are all parents, so don’t blame anyone else.
The group took the opportunity to go to the restaurant. The old man felt very relieved because he could see that his eldest son was in a good mood today. At least he had given him the honor.
Since you have found someone you like, get married as soon as possible. If you delay it for one day, there will be changes. You are already so old, how many days can you delay it?
Therefore, it doesn’t matter whether your academic qualifications are real or not, and it’s even less important whether you have real talents and skills. It’s enough to marry into a banker’s family and give birth to a boy or a girl for him.
Unless you are a fool, why do you need to be so capable?
Look at what the old man is asking for now...
Zhuang Zhoucheng said a few words at the dinner table, which made the old man very happy. His son was in a good mood today.
So, are you interested in the girl from the Lin family or the one from the Song family?
After dinner, the guests left. When Zhuang Zhoucheng went upstairs, the old man called out to him and Zhuang Zhoucheng turned around.