Xiao Huizi and He Xiaoer

The chef prepares delicious food on site, meticulously immersing himself in his work, and the aroma of barbecue and seafood soup wafts in every corner.

The servants were preparing food and setting the tableware. The two tables at the head and tail of the "工" shape were neatly laid out with buffet food, some fresh fruits, and drinks, and the tableware on the long dining table had also been placed in place.

The people from the He family sat on one side, and the people from the Sun family sat on the other side.

The seats are arranged in order of seniority, with the oldest person in each family already seated at the head of the table. The younger generations begin to look for their own seats, and according to past traditions, they roughly know where to sit.

Xu Zhihui had just taken a leisurely stroll in the garden, and when she came back she saw that almost everyone was seated. She wanted to go over to Mrs. He, but her eldest brother He Zhizun and sister Lan Ying had already sat next to her mother.

Sun Xiaofei pointed at He Zhijing with a smile. She certainly wanted Xu Zhihui to sit next to her son. Lan Ying also smiled and motioned for her to come over.

"Here! Sit next to me." He Zhijing domineeringly pulled her to the empty seat next to him, which was specially reserved for her.

"Why should I sit next to you?" Xu Zhihui muttered, "I want to sit next to my aunt."

"You are mine, of course you should sit next to me."

"Your people? Your people?" Xu Zhihui rolled her eyes at him, "Can't I be my aunt's people?"

"You ask even though you already know the answer." He Zhijing glanced at her.

What a question you ask even though you already know the answer. Hehe, do you and I have a confirmed relationship? Well, your people are your people, and Xu Zhihui didn't argue with him.

He Zhijing held his forehead and explained, "This is tradition. We sit according to seniority. Didn't you see? My eldest aunt and second aunt are my father's sisters. Their seats are following the order of grandparents. You can just sit next to me."

Most of the people at the dinner party were seated and chatting. There were more Sun family members sitting across the table, and Xu Zhihui was sitting at the end.

"Are you Doctor Fu?" Xu Zhihui smiled and greeted Fu Qingshi who was sitting next to her. "Hello, my name is Xu Zhihui."

"My name is Fu Qingshi, a doctor at Yunshe Sanatorium." Fu Qingshi responded with a smile, "Hello, Miss Xu, nice to meet you."

The person next to Fu Qingshi was Dong Shiwan, the last person in the row of the He family. Dong Shiwan turned her head to avoid Xu Zhihui's gaze. Xu Zhihui wanted to greet her, but she gave up when she saw that she didn't want to pay attention.

"Doctor Fu, have you always lived here in Yunshe?" Xu Zhihui asked.

"Yes, I've been here for almost three years."

"This place is beautiful. I'd be willing to live here for three years. It would be nice to be able to calm down and paint."

"You studied painting? Are you a painter?"

"No, it's just a hobby. I usually draw when I'm at home." Xu Zhihui shook her head. "I know a little about oil painting, but my drawing is average. I prefer to draw cartoons and sketches, and sometimes I draw some children's illustrations."

"Miss Xu is really multi-talented." Fu Qingshi praised, "I heard that you are also the flower of Beijing University? Miss Xu is not only beautiful and charming, but also a talented woman."

"Haha, Dr. Fu, you're too kind." Xu Zhihui said with a smile.

"..."

Xu Zhihui chatted with Fu Qingshi casually. She found that Fu Qingshi was modest and polite, and he was so handsome. He looked gentle and refined, and he was a good-looking man. She suddenly had an idea. It might be a good idea to introduce him to Tang Qiqi. She smiled unconsciously.

"Doctor Pu, how old are you? Do you have a girlfriend?" Xu Zhihui asked abruptly.

Fu Qingshi was stunned, but still answered: "28, no."

Xu Zhihui's face lit up with joy. Isn't this perfect?

He Zhijing had been left out by Xu Zhihui, but she was talking and laughing with Fu Qingshi, and he felt like a lonely person. Hearing Xu Zhihui's hearty laughter, He Zhijing felt sour and kept drinking water.

When He Zhijing heard her suddenly ask Fu Qingshi if he had a girlfriend, he coughed and choked on the water a few times.

Xu Zhihui turned her head and glanced at him, and saw that Master He had a stern face again, "What's wrong? How can you choke when drinking water?"

"I like it." He Zhijing said with a dark face, "Why are you asking Dr. Fu these questions?"

"What do you think I'm going to do?" Xu Zhihui glanced at him with a hint of teasing.

"How would I know what you want to do?" He Zhijing's face was grim. "Others would think you were planning to take advantage of Dr. Fu."

Stingy guy, are you jealous? You are such a dull person, I will let you be more jealous, so that you will die of jealousy, Xu Zhihui muttered to herself.

She ignored Master He, turned to Fu Qingshi, and said with a smile: "Doctor Fu, let's add each other's contact information."

"Oh?"

Fu Qingshi looked at the two of them. He Zhijing's face was clearly filled with jealousy. Xu Zhihui deliberately ignored him. Fu Qingshi smiled secretly and still added Xu Zhihui's contact information.

"Doctor Fu, what are your hobbies? What do you like to do?" Xu Zhihui continued to ask.

"Is studying human biology a hobby?" Fu Qingshi smiled.

"Uh……"

"I played in a band for a while as a drummer."

"Really?" Xu Zhihui looked at him in surprise. She felt like she had met a fellow practitioner and said excitedly, "Doctor Fu must be really cool when he plays the drums."

"It's just amateur stuff." Fu Qingshi said with a smile, "It's not professional level."

"The drum set is a very stress-relieving tool. Bang, bang, bang, bang, waving and hitting with both hands, it's like letting yourself go. It feels so good. I even think that the drummer is the soul of a band, haha..."

"Haha, I agree." Fu Qingshi echoed, "There are not many girls who play drums, and those who can play drums are more handsome. Miss Xu is really impressive."

When Xu Zhihui was speaking excitedly, her whole body was shaking and swaying, and her whole body was immersed in the rhythm and movement. It was as if she had two drumsticks in her hands, and her feet were on the pedals, beating the drums in ecstasy.

The people around her were attracted by her and were all looking at her. He Zhijing asked in surprise: "Xu Zhihui, you can even play the drums?"

Xu Zhihui glanced at him and said, "I've played it before, too. If I say I'm a talented woman, do you believe me?"

Sun Manting, who was sitting across the table, said, "Otherwise, how could Sister Zhihui be called the Golden Flower of Peking University? Cousin, do you think she got the title for nothing?"

Everyone urged Xu Zhihui to perform. The big manor had all kinds of Chinese and Western musical instruments, including piano, guitar, drums, and even dancers and an orchestra.

"The drum set is too noisy and not suitable for this kind of occasion." Xu Zhihui waved her hand and said, "I can play some relaxing African drums."

"Okay, give me one."

The place became lively, not only the young people were making a fuss, but also a few elderly people were very interested. As they were talking, someone suggested to have a dance party in the garden, and anyone who wanted to sing and dance could go on stage to perform.

This dinner party was much more lively than ever with Xu Zhihui.

Lan Ying exclaimed: "Zhihui, what a treasure girl."

She touched He Zhijing next to her and whispered to him, "Have you not confirmed your relationship with Zhihui yet? Then hurry up."

She knew the inside story of the blind date between the two people. Sun Xiaofei had already secretly told her about Xu Zhihui's feelings, but He Zhijing had not taken any actual action yet, which made her, an outsider, anxious and disappointed.

"What's the hurry?" He Zhijing looked confused.

"Confess your feelings, you little brat." Lan Ying whispered in his ear, "If you don't confess your feelings to her, then what kind of relationship do you have? No wonder she ignores you. I won't ignore you even if you give it to me."

"Oh, does it have to be like this? I thought... we already were."

"What do you think?" Lan Ying looked at him as if he were an idiot. "This is a ceremony for two people to establish their relationship. Of course, it can't be missed."

He Zhijing had never pursued anyone before. The word "confession" did not exist in his dictionary. After hearing what his sister-in-law said, he nodded and said, "Yes."

In order to watch Xu Zhihui's performance, everyone postponed the meal. The servants had taken out an African drum, placed a chair in the open space in front of the dining table, and invited two professional guitarists to play accompaniment.

Xu Zhihui bowed slightly to everyone, sat on a chair, and said, "Then I will play a light folk song called Little Darling."

"Good, good." Everyone cheered.

She nodded to the guitarist, and as soon as the guitarist plucked the strings, she began to beat the drums. Her long, beautiful hands danced up and down, her movements as smooth as flowing water, skillful and graceful, and a moving melody immediately sounded, echoing in the garden.

She sang.

[Looking forward to your return, my little baby]

【Looking forward to your hug, my little baby】

[How I want to hold your hand and lie on that hillside]

[Listen quietly to you telling about your happy past]

[Looking forward to your return, my little baby]

【Looking forward to your hug, my little baby】

[Looking forward to your return, my little baby]

[Looking forward to your hug, my little baby]

[How I want to hold your hand and lie on that hillside]

[Listen quietly to you telling about your happy past]

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