Qian Meifeng finally smiled happily and said angrily: "You still have a conscience as an uncle, when will you go?" ”

"Let's go straight to the happy event when we're done, how about it?" Wang Baoyu said.

"Of course!" Qian Meifeng had a sunny face, and asked worriedly: "I have to get a few changes of clothes, and there are a lot of baby bottles, diapers and so on." ”

"You see you're old-fashioned, don't be like you in the future! When you get to that place, you will know that there is nothing missing, only what you can't think of, and nothing you can't get! Wang Baoyu boasted.

"Really?" The more Qian Meifeng listened, the more she looked forward to it, and she couldn't wait to go immediately.

"Meifeng, before I go to that place, I still have to give you a task." Wang Baoyu saw that the time was ripe, and whispered.

"Humph! I know you're not at ease, you don't want that crazy girl to live with us, or I won't go! Qian Meifeng was annoyed when she heard this.

"Why do you take her with you for everything, you look up to her so much?" Wang Baoyu asked a little helplessly.

"So what else can I do? Now except for watching Duoduo, I feel like I'm a waste. Qian Meifeng's tone was filled with a kind of unwillingness.

"In fact, it is very simple, that is, to persuade my father and mother to go together, so that the elderly can enjoy themselves, and the other can also help you take care of Duoduo, so that you can relax for a few days." Wang Baoyu said.

"This, my mother is okay, but my father is too stubborn, I went to their house just now, and I saw my father worshipping the little Buddha statue he brought with him!" Qian Meifeng said.

"Let him take the little Buddha statue with him, anyway, it's a big place." Wang Baoyu said.

"So what if he doesn't want to go? It's not like you don't know Daddy's temper. Qian Meifeng was a little stunned.

Wang Baoyu thought for a while and said: "You just tell my father that there is an aura in Shenshi Village, and if you go to worship the Shenshi, you can add eight hundred years of merit, so that your father will definitely go." ”

When Qian Meifeng heard this, she was so happy that she couldn't stop giggling, "Baoyu, you really have a heart, why don't you tell your father to go!" ”

Wang Baoyu smiled and said: "These things at home, my father and mother still care about your attitude, you say it is more effective than me." Okay, that's it. ”

Under Qian Meifeng's persuasion, Jia Zhengdao and Lin Zhaodi finally agreed to go to Shenshi Village to live for a while, in fact, Wang Baoyu was also too worried, the old man stayed in the village all day long, and it was also very boring, but they didn't want to say it, they were all people who came from a young age, who didn't want to enjoy life.

A stone in Wang Baoyu's heart finally fell to the ground temporarily. At ten o'clock in the evening, Qiangzi drove the car and rushed back, Wang Baoyu beckoned everyone to eat in the big restaurant on the top floor.

The rooftop restaurant on the top floor of the Northland Hotel, which is quite famous in Pyeongcheon City, is specially made of tempered glass, and the consumption is naturally quite considerable. Wang Baoyu led everyone and sat in a glass restaurant on the side, looking down from here, a piece of lights was dim, the big rooftop billboard kept flashing, and the long street lamp, like a bright ribbon, stretched to the distance that could not be seen clearly.

Originally, Honghong's parents were arranged to sit inside, but they were afraid that the glass would not be strong and they would fall downstairs again, so they had no choice but to follow those rules, so that Qingqing, who was excited and curious, sat there, which made Qian Meifeng have a sour face again.

Wang Baoyu took care of the ordering of food and wine, for fear that his godfather and godmother would be reluctant to spend money when they saw that the price of food was so expensive. What made Wang Baoyu more depressed was that there were more than 800 bottles of wine, and the godfather insisted that it was not as delicious as the second pot head, a dish of hundreds of yuan, he insisted that he didn't talk about the cabbage and tofu stewed at home, and the others were very happy, especially the large plate of prawns, which almost all of them were wiped out by Qingqing.

As soon as the bill was settled, it cost more than 5,000 yuan, but since the poor family is rich, since it has come out, the matter of spending money cannot be stingy, not to mention that the godfather and godmother went out for the first time, and Wang Baoyu was even more eager to let the two old people enjoy everything.

Just when Wang Baoyu and the others were full of wine and food and were about to take the elevator downstairs to rest, the group entered the restaurant. Led by a middle-aged man, 1.8 meters tall, with a straight waist, a straight suit, and a well-defined face, he looks very majestic and imposing.

Wang Baoyu looked familiar, and suddenly remembered, isn't this Wang Yifu, secretary of the Municipal Legal Committee? The people who followed later were all respectful, Wang Yifu's eyes swept over Wang Baoyu and these people, his expression was slightly stagnant, and his face was thoughtful, but then he turned his face away and entered a large private room on the side, and the purple curtain was immediately closed.

Qingqing was stunned, and couldn't help whispering: "So handsome!" ”

"Little girl, he's a big man, don't think nonsense." Wang Baoyu frowned and warned.

"Cut, old man, I'm not rare." Qingqing pretended to be disdainful and said, still turning her face and glancing at the private room again.

In the elevator, Jia Zhengdao stroked his beard and suddenly said, "This person looks a little familiar." ”

"Dad, you see everyone is familiar, go back to sleep honestly!" Lin Zhaodi said, a trace of panic passed over her face.

"It seems to be ......," Jia Zhengdao said to himself.

"It looks quite like the dead Zhang Sanjiang." Lin Zhaodi took over the conversation.

Zhang Sanjiang is Zhang Hai's father, that is, Ye Lianxiang's ex-father-in-law. Wang Baoyu has no impression of him, but Zhang Hai is good-looking, and his father will not be bad. It's just a pity that Zhang Hai is a soft egg, and Ye Lianxiang not only steals people outside, but the two are divorced.

Jia Zhengdao wanted to say something, but was stabbed a few times by Lin Zhaodi's eyes, and said curtly: "Yes, yes, it's a bit similar." ”

Wang Baoyu laughed when he heard it, and said: "What about this, if Zhang Hai can inherit half of his Lao Tzu, Ye Lianxiang will not run away!" However, Jia Zhengdao and Lin Zhaodi's faces were a little ugly, and they said that they were tired, and Wang Baoyu hurriedly arranged for the two old men to go back to rest.

Early the next morning, Wang Baoyu went to the hall, booked a large private room in the hotel with the waiter, and officially booked two tables of banquets.

Qingqing pointed to the banner in confusion and said, "Sister, do you see if there is a typo in the hotel?" ”

Honghong laughed and said, "It's your brother Wang who changed the name for me." Qingqing sighed, and seemed to understand.

But Wang Baoyu was a little blocked in her heart, the reason why she changed Honghong's name was because she didn't want a prostitute to have Cheng Xueman's "snow" in her name. Now it seems that the woman's water-based poplar has nothing to do with the name.

Wang Baoyu was angry, so he jumped hard, tore down the banner that had just been hung, and instructed the waiter: "Hurry up and make a new one immediately, the bride's name is Zhou Xuehong!" I thought to myself, since I broke up with Cheng Xueman, I shouldn't let Honghong be wronged because of her.