The dishes began to be served one after another, and Master Xiao said some polite words, his face was full of red light, and his mood looked quite good.

Of course, at this moment he hadn't found the painting......

"Cersei, why didn't your dad come?" Meimei asked in a whisper.

Although Xiao Jingming has a bad relationship with Lao Tzu, the politeness on his face will still be maintained, after all, it is a famous family, how many pairs of eyes are staring!

"When the meal is almost finished, he will definitely come, this old cucumber is very sassy, and every time he goes to a party, he will be the last to arrive!" Xiao Se looked bored.

"I'm late......"

When the sound arrived, Mr. Xiao Jingming, who was wearing a pink shirt and was full of anger from head to toe, really came belatedly to press the scene, blinding the eyes of the guests in the courtyard.

"Mrs. Xiao Si looks very energetic today, and her complexion is also very good, but has Mrs. Xiao Si eaten too well recently, I see that your waist is at least half an inch thicker!"

Xiao Jingming smiled and was handsome and affectionate, and the female guests at the banquet all looked at him intently.

"Old peacock ......," Xiao Se took a piece of ribs and chewed hatefully.

Meimei pretended not to hear, Miss Xiao gave her Lao Tzu many nicknames, such as old cucumber, old peacock, old sao bao...... and so on, but without exception, an old word will be added in front, obviously Mr. Xiao is young and handsome, and his figure is also first-class, and he is 108,000 miles away from 'old'!

Although Hu Xianglan hated Xiao Jingming's words, she still subconsciously pinched her waist and secretly decided not to eat dinner from tomorrow.

No wonder I felt a little tight when I wore this cheongsam in the morning, and it fit quite well when I tried it on a month ago.

Master Xiao threw a warning look at his son, asking him not to go too far, Xiao Jingming didn't care, and as soon as he looked up, he saw his daughter's masterpiece hanging on the wall, and couldn't help laughing, and the laughter was very exaggerated.

"This painting is really good, it is more suitable for Mrs. Xiao Si, it is a perfect match!"

Xiao Jingming praised him, and planned to ask him Lao Tzu for a while, who painted this painting, such an interesting person, he must make friends!

Hu Xianglan thought that Xiao Jingming was praising her beauty for matching the beauty on the painting, so she couldn't help but smile proudly and said deliberately: "Can't Jingming even recognize his daughter's painting?" This is a special honor for me! ”

The implication is that you, the old man, are not as sensible as your daughter, and you don't know how to send a picture!

Xiao Jingming's paintings are sky-high, even if she scribbles casually, as long as she can get one, even if Master Xiao returns to the West in the future, she doesn't need to worry about her livelihood!

When Xiao Jingming heard that such a wonderful painting was actually painted by his baby daughter, the smile on his face deepened, and he gave a thumbs up and praised: "My family is talented, look at this pen, this color and layout, much better than me, the most wonderful thing is the artistic conception, I can't compare to her at this age, my daughter is amazing...... (300 words omitted here)"

All the guests lowered their heads, they really couldn't help it, they had never seen anything more strange than the Xiao family, although Master Xiao was a generation of tycoons, but this private life was really indescribable!

It's no wonder that the daily life of the Xiao family has always been the tea talk of Kyoto people, and there are indeed a lot of jokes!

Xiao Se's praise for his own Lao Tzu was quite useful, his cold expression thawed a lot, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

Hu Xianglan's children came a little late for some reason, and they all brought guests, and they were all acquaintances.

frowned, only to feel that the road was narrow, and it was annoying to meet these nasty people when attending the birthday banquet!