Yan Shiqi looked at Mrs. Song with an inquiring look, slightly bowed, and was about to speak, when there was a knock on the door of the living room at this time.

Immediately afterwards, Uncle Zheng appeared at the door with Wen Cheng, "Old man, Mrs. Song, Miss Chengcheng is here!"

When Wen Cheng appeared, Mrs. Song's eyes were also attracted by her, but she didn't ask about Shi Qi's marriage.

The old man Duanmu E beckoned to Wen Cheng and introduced with a hearty smile: "Come on, come on, Cheng Cheng, let me introduce you to you." This is the iron lady of the Song family that my grandfather once told you, do you still have an impression?

It was during the war years that she sold the textile factory and bought the first combat aircraft for us!"

These words are sonorous and powerful.

Even after the baptism of the years and the breaking through that eventful time, the old man Duanmu E is still full of admiration for Mrs. Song when he talks about it.

Being able to lend a helping hand in an era of national danger and turmoil, and being a woman, this kind of open-mindedness is indeed not a height that ordinary people can reach.

Even Yan Shiqi couldn't help but cast an admiring look at her.

No matter how Song Qiyu is, this old man is indeed respected.

At this time, after Duanmu Erlang finished speaking, Wen Cheng immediately bent down slightly towards her, "Old Madam Song, hello, I am Wen Cheng." I have heard my grandfather tell me about your deeds a long time ago, and the old lady does not let her eyebrows be shaved, and she is indeed a heroine. ”

Wen Cheng's polite words were polite and calm, even if she really didn't remember her grandfather and her as a person.

Old Madam Song smiled and waved her hand very tactfully, "Don't listen to your grandfather put a high hat on me, how can it be so exaggerated." Brother Duanmu, you're going to torment me.

In terms of heroes, you founding generals who went into battle to kill the enemy are, I am at most a businessman covered in copper, I can't count, I can't count. ”

Her self-joking attitude made the atmosphere in the living room much more harmonious.

And Mrs. Song didn't mention the old matter again, she and Duanmu E chatted again, and seeing that the opening time of the banquet was almost up, the group left the living room.

Old Madam Song's seat was arranged at the main table in the center of the banquet hall, and when Song Qiyu helped her back, everyone at the table got up one after another and greeted her respectfully, "Old lady, look up for a long time." ”

"Old Madam Song, sit here!"

This scene was also seen by Yan Shiqi and Wen Cheng.

The Iron Lady of Quancheng can be regarded as a guest by the Duanmu family, and her status is indeed noble enough.

As soon as the two of them sat down at the main table, Duanmu Lanya and Wen Jinghong opposite them looked at them, although they did not speak, their eyes were very complicated.

Today, in front of the main table, there are the Duanmu family and the Wen family, but the Wen Jingru family is not present.

Old Mr. Wen Chongli was sitting next to Duanmu E at this time, and the atmosphere between the two old men was very delicate.

Probably, it is not pleasing to each other, and the two look at each other and hate each other.

The scholarly family is not used to the Duanmu family's decisive style of killing.

And after the door, he also looks down on the sour Wen family's door style.

The two old men sat side by side in the main seat, but they drank tea by themselves, and after occasional eye contact, they all turned their heads and snorted coldly.

Wen Chongli's movement of turning his head happened to see Yan Shiqi and Wen Cheng.

He paused slightly, and there was a touch of kindness between his eyebrows, "Children, grandpa has been busy with family affairs during this time, and he didn't have time to see you, how are you okay?"

Yan Shiqi and Wen Cheng nodded in unison, "It's good." ”