The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 475: A Survival Guide for Women in the Old Republic of China (4)

Originally, the two people did not want to stay longer, but Su Weichen insisted on keeping them for lunch before letting them leave.

Su Weichen smiled and tried to persuade him to stay, "Master Song, you saved my son's life, you have to stay for this meal anyway.

As for Shixun, it goes without saying that if he leaves without having a meal at his uncle's house, I really won't be able to explain to your father!

In fact, Song Chengjing had some plans in mind when he came to visit his classmate Su Yanqing.

Let’s not talk about other things for now. Just the pair of beautiful butterfly hairpins that I bought yesterday, I haven’t been able to give them away yet!

Originally, the hairpin had been placed together with the paperweight that was to be given to Su Yanqing, but just before leaving, he took it out as if possessed by a ghost.

It has been a while since he entered the Su Mansion, but Su Xiangran has not appeared yet. Song Chengjing knows very well that it may not be easy to meet this young lady of the Su family.

After all, she is just a six-year-old girl, so she naturally cannot just run to the front hall to meet guests.

So Song Chengjing, who had no dining plans at first, couldn't help but be moved when he heard that Su Weichen wanted to keep him for dinner, and he nodded in agreement readily.

As for Cao Shixun, he had been eating simply these past two days, so when he heard there was a banquet available, he naturally agreed.

Soon, it was lunch time.

The table was filled with sumptuous dishes, and Su Weichen greeted Song Seung-kyung and Cao Shixun warmly.

However, Song Chengjing's mind was no longer on food.

As he ate nonchalantly, he wondered: Will the little girl come over to help deliver the food?

I wanted to check the door, but I was afraid of being discovered. After all, there were so many smart people there.

Cao Shixun glanced at Song Chengjing and found that he was unusually absent-minded. Looking at the dishes on the table, he felt that it was rare for him to be in sync with him.

It turned out that the Su family's dishes were mostly exquisite, unlike the big fish and meat he often ate. They looked good, but he always felt that they were gone after a few bites.

"Uncle, the food here is delicious, but the quantity is a little small." The usually carefree Cao Shixun said directly, "It's so small that our Chengjing doesn't even dare to pick up his chopsticks."

"Puchi!" A cute laugh was heard, and at this moment, a petite figure appeared at the door.

Su Xiangran walked in with Nanny Hong. She deliberately looked at the people in the dining room with curiosity, especially when she saw Song Chengjing, a smile flashed in her eyes.

Others might not have noticed it, but Song Chengjing, who had been paying attention to her, saw it clearly. The corners of his mouth curled up as well, but he immediately returned to his normal state.

Cao Shixun did not notice Song Chengjing's abnormality. He just thought that the little girl seemed to have laughed at him just now. However, looking at the little girl's delicate appearance, he didn't know how to get angry for the time being.

When Su Weicheng saw his daughter coming, he smiled and introduced her: "Xiangran, come and meet the two brothers. This is Song Chengjing, Mr. Song, your brother's classmate.

The one next to him is his good friend Cao Shixun, who is also your uncle's child and your cousin."

He then introduced his six-year-old daughter, Su Xiangran, to the two of them.

Su Xiangran smiled slightly, bowed to the two of them, and said sweetly: "Hello, brothers."

Su Yanqing was completely relieved when he saw that his sister was now able to walk. He made up his mind that he must take better care of his sister in the future and not let his mother bind her feet again.

Under Su Weichen's arrangement, he sat next to Su Yanqing, exactly between Song Chengjing and Su Yanqing.

After she sat down, Song Chengjing used a serving chopstick to pick up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for the girl. For some reason, he knew that she would definitely like this dish.

Su Xiangran was slightly stunned, but accepted his kindness and began to eat slowly.

Cao Shixun himself also has a younger sister, but she is different from Su Xiangran.

His own biological sister always wore Western clothes and had a very willful and domineering temper. She would lose her temper at the slightest sign of being unhappy. As for his sisters born to his aunt, they were always timid and submissive.

Therefore, Cao Shixun rarely saw girls like Su Xiangran - she was petite, wearing a traditional jacket and skirt, with her hair combed beautifully.

The key point is that this little girl looks very polite. Even though she is only six years old, her every frown and smile already reveals the temperament of a lady from a noble family.

He originally wanted to get her to talk to him, but the words he said had a questioning tone: "Cousin Xiaoran, were you laughing at me just now?"

Song Chengjing frowned and was about to help Su Xiangran out, but he found a small hand pulling at his clothes under the table.

"No, cousin." Su Xiangran said with a smile, "I just think my cousin is better than my brother."

As for what was so great about it, Su Xiangran didn't say it.

Although Su Xiangran is just a little girl, Cao Shixun couldn't say anything after being praised like this.

Song Chengjing took this opportunity to put the purse containing the hairpin into Su Xiangran's hand.