520 Picking up garbage and marrying into a wealthy family

Song Ren'an, who had seen the scene at the door, said to Gu Lingyan with a smile:

"Your younger brother..."

"how?"

Gu Lingyan, knowing what the other party wanted to say, raised his eyebrows and waited for the other party to continue.

"No, I just sighed and said that you two are really a family." You are both destined to be wife slaves.

I thought that after all, I came to someone else's house to celebrate the New Year, and it would be bad if I accidentally offended the other person.

So Song Ren'an held back what he was going to say next.

"This must be Mr. Gu, I've heard so much about him..."

When Father Lin saw Gu Lingyan standing at the door wearing the same apron as Gu Shaoyu, his expression went blank for a moment, but he still controlled himself properly and greeted Gu Lingyan.

"Hello."

Gu Lingyan stretched out his hand and greeted Lin's father and mother.

"The person next to him... seems familiar. Could he be from the Song family?"

Father Lin frowned and carefully identified Song Renan's facial features, trying to find some shadow of an old friend or familiar person in his familiar eyebrows and eyes.

"Uncle and aunt, hello, I'm Song Ren'an."

Just like that, a pair of parents and two young talents walked into the house together, chatting and laughing in a friendly manner, leaving Gu Shaoyu, who was ignored by everyone, standing behind, alone in the cold wind, blowing in the cold wind.

"Hey! This must be An'an! So cute, so well-fed, chubby and shiny... Hey! This must be Lele, right? His big, solid butt and those garlic-like hairs are so festive..."

After walking in, Father Lin put his hands behind his back and, under the guidance of Lin Yunchu, visited every corner of the house and the two natives, An An and Le Le.

"All of this is actually due to Nian Nian's efforts. Didn't I tell you before? That thoughtful little sister was the one who rescued An An and Le Le during the fire, but she went back home for the New Year and isn't here right now. Otherwise, I really want to introduce her to you..."

"Yes, you mentioned before that the little girl is not here today. What a pity..."

In short, Father Lin praised all the living things in the house, including Xiang Huanian who was not present, and even praised the plants in the greenhouse on the third floor that had wilted a little due to the cold weather in the past two days. However, he was unwilling to give Gu Shaoyu a good face.

Lin's mother was actually fine, but Lin's father always felt very angry when he looked at Gu Shaoyu, his daughter's boyfriend.

There was no way, because he had "kidnapped" Mr. Lin's precious daughter, such a beautiful and lovely daughter whom he had carefully cared for for so many years.

The "undercurrent" between the father-in-law and the son-in-law finally died down after Lin Yunchu couldn't stand it anymore and took out Lin's father's favorite chessboard.

It's very lively here at the Lin family's house.

Xiang Huanian had almost finished eating.

The hot pot is bubbling with red oil, and as time goes by, it becomes thick and sticky after boiling many ingredients.

The rich spices and heavy oil stew the ingredients until they are flavorful and tender.

Xiang Huanian ordered a hot pot base that was slightly spicier than her taste, but the longer it cooked, the spicier it became, making her cry and sneeze.

She herself didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but from the perspective of others, it might look a little horrible.

Otherwise, why would the friendly young ladies and brothers who worked there, almost all of them, come up to Xiang Huanian and ask him when they passed by him?

"Are you ok?"

Even the diners at the next tables, who were attracted by the waiter's movements, couldn't help but cast concerned glances at Xiang Huanian when they saw him.

In the face of every kindness, Xiang Huanian chose to blow his nose and waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.

"It's okay, it's just too spicy... Much spicier than I expected, but it's delicious..."

Then, to avoid worrying others, Xiang Huanian slowed down his eating speed, taking a bite, taking a slow bite, and then taking a sip of milk tea or a small cake, eating slowly.

It took more than two hours to finish my milk tea and small cake along with the hot pot ingredients.

"Ah—I actually ate them all."

Xiang Huanian touched his round belly and looked at all the empty plates on the table, sighing.

Originally, Xiang Huanian thought that if he couldn't finish the meal, he could pack some hot pot soup base and ingredients to take back with him, but now...

Xiang Huanian took the large colander beside him and scooped it into the bottom of the pot. Adhering to the principle of making soup in the school cafeteria, he scooped it gently and lifted it slowly. Looking at the few pieces of meat scraps, various large spices and chili segments in the colander, he fell silent.

"I should have saved some..."

Xiang Huanian looked at the fresh red soup base and felt that it would be a pity to waste it. After all, she had just seen that the soup base was fried in an open kitchen.

Just when Xiang Huanian was hesitating, some familiar syllables and begging suddenly came from the door of the hot pot restaurant.

"Oh, please have pity on me, I haven't eaten for three days. Is there any kindhearted person who can have pity on me..."

Doorway.

A trembling old man in tattered clothes, who was wearing thin clothes in this weather, with shaking hands and hunched back, knelt down and begged when he saw the shop assistants at the door.

"Hey! No! No, sir!"

A quick-eyed clerk quickly caught the old man's knees before they hit the ground.

"Quick! Someone come quickly!"

Although he hadn't figured it out yet, he subconsciously felt that he couldn't let the other person kneel down like that. The clerk who was nearby quickly lent a hand and helped the old man up.

The old man who failed after half-kneeling and was directly lifted up to stand up straight: “…” Tsk.

In a corner where no one could see, the old man secretly curled his lips.

Coincidentally, this scene was seen by Xiang Huanian who had the right angle.

Xiang Huanian, who originally wanted to give the old man some cash out of pity and touched, frowned, and then he noticed something wrong with the old man.

My fingernails seem a little too clean...

It is true that in this era, tap water and hand sanitizer in public restrooms are free and can keep people clean, but Xiang Huanian looked down.

The old man's trouser legs were pulled up slightly, revealing his worn leather shoes. There was nothing wrong with that. The problem was the socks the old man was wearing.

According to Xiang Huanian's usual perspective, she should not recognize the brand of the socks, but there are three wealthy people around her.

When they were living together, Xiang Huanian saw the brand of that pair of socks among the socks hanging out to dry on the balcony.

At that time, because it was soft to the touch and of good quality, Xiang Huanian specifically asked Lin Yunchu where he bought it... Then, Lin Yunchu gave Xiang Huanian the following answer:

"Oh, you mean this? They don't seem to be sold outside, and they don't sell them individually. It seems that you have to spend over seven figures before they give you a few pairs for free every year... If you want them, I have a lot in the closet. I'll get them for you..."

"Piracy... shouldn't be possible..."

Just in case, Xiang Huanian opened his mobile phone, found the bounty website for the fugitive, aimed it at the old man's face, and started the search mode.

"Ding! Face shape matching successful..."