Dinner was generally pleasant, and after the meal, Yan Mingshun listened to the old man tell a story for an hour, looking at his posture, I am afraid that it is not a problem to say that it is not a problem to talk about it for a long time.

"Grandpa, it's getting dark, Brother Ming Shun has to go back to the guest house." Meimei interrupted.

The old man sighed unsatisfied, and wanted to leave Yan Mingshun at home for the night, so that he could continue to tell the story, but he also knew that this was very inappropriate, so he had to reluctantly send Yan Mingshun away.

"Mingshun will come to the house for dinner tomorrow, don't always eat outside, it's unhygienic and not nutritious."

The personal invitation of the head of the Zhao family is tantamount to a big pie falling from the sky, I am afraid that it will knock many people unconscious, but Yan Mingshun is unusually calm, and his eyes are still waveless, and-

"Thank you Grandpa Zhao for the invitation, I'm very sorry to disappoint your hospitality, I have other important things to do in Kyoto this time, and I am not in a hurry in time, please forgive me!"

Yan Mingshun politely refused, half-truth, of course, he didn't come to Kyoto just to send color TV, the main purpose was to celebrate Meimei's birthday, and by the way, he did some other things, such as picking up leaks.

Kyoto is the imperial capital of the former dynasty, and there will definitely be no shortage of old things, like Uncle Ming made his fortune in Kyoto, and then returned to Jin City to develop, and slowly became a boss.

He had heard Uncle Ming say a lot of things when he was young, which was very exciting, and it also made him yearn for it very much, even if he didn't have a birthday with eyebrows, he would go to Kyoto before joining the army and fulfill his wish.

The old man was stunned, he had been in a high position for a long time, and he was really not used to being rejected, especially when he was still a milky little offspring, which made him even more stunned.

He quickly returned to normal, pretending not to care and smiled: "Cheng, if you have something to do, you can be busy first, and then come back to eat when you have time." ”

Yan Mingshun respectfully agreed, then said goodbye and left, Meimei only sent him out of the yard, and he didn't dare to take too long, more than a dozen eyes stared at him!

"I'll call you when I'm busy, and I'll go back quickly." Yan Mingshun whispered.

Meimei nodded obediently, still a little disappointed in her heart, and wanted to ask Yan Mingshun if she remembered her birthday, but the girl's reserve made her unable to ask, and she felt that this kind of thing shouldn't be her boyfriend's daily task?

If you still need her to remind you to remember, it won't be interesting!

"Brother Ming Shun, did you just come to Kyoto to do business?" Meimei asked tactfully.

"Of course not."

Meimei's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he looked at Yan Mingshun expectantly, and his heart jumped to his throat, but-

"In addition to business, I will also send you a color TV!" Yan Mingshun turned his words, his eyebrows were like deflated balls, his eyes were darkened, and his mouth pouted involuntarily.

Yan Mingshun saw the girl's disappointment and dissatisfaction clearly, of course he knew what the reason for Meimei, he was secretly funny, but he just pretended not to know, waved his hand with Meimei, and strode away.

The eyebrows who didn't hear a satisfactory answer stomped their feet hatefully, and stuck out their tongues at Yan Mingshun's back, "I hate Yan Mingshun, I won't remember your birthday in the future, hum!" ”

"Meimei, what are you still doing outside?" Zhao Xuelin's roar came from the room.

"It's coming, what's it called?"

Meimei choked back angrily, and staggered back to the house, but saw Zhao Xuelin and the others eating yeast tablets, their stomachs were still bulging, and they looked uncomfortable.

"You deserve it, let you grab Brother Ming Shun's dishes, you can't live for your own evil."

Meimei thrust another knife fiercely, and got eight indignant white eyes.