From Feng Qianqian's point of view, she certainly doesn't want to see her brother-in-law and younger brother at odds with each other. With her sister... She must have been on her sister's side before, but it's different now. The more quarrel between the two, the greater her chances.

Lin Yueyi pointedly said: "I think this is not a matter of not being rebellious during the rebellious period, but a matter of lack of discipline."

"Haha." Feng Qianqian smiled a little reluctantly: "My parents don't know how to discipline their children. I am the youngest and have been willful since I was a child."

Lin Yue said: "Someone has to take good care of it, otherwise it will be useless when it grows up."

Feng Qianqian was about to nod when she suddenly realized that this sentence had a profound meaning.

"Brother-in-law..."

"Stop." At this moment, Lin Yue suddenly stopped her talking, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the hair hanging by her ears.

Feng Qianqian's body trembled slightly and she subconsciously took half a step back.

At this time, Lin Yue opened her hand, and her palm was filled with white cotton wool. She didn't know where she got it.

Feng Qianqian's face was a little red and she didn't dare to look at him. However, deep down in her heart, she was more annoyed about why she stepped back, worried that doing so would send a signal of resistance to him.

"I'm older, and these elementary school students seem to have a hard time answering questions. Mole, what is mole?"

Gu Shihong walked out of his room, shook his head and walked to the kitchen, apparently going to help his son.

Feng Qianqian raised her hand and pointed back, looking a little panicked: "I...I'm going to change clothes..."

After saying that, he lowered his head and walked to the old lady's room.

As the two of them passed each other, Gu Shihong turned his head and glanced at her. He didn't understand why her face was redder than before and her walking posture was a bit unnatural.

"What's wrong with her? You didn't bully her, did you?"

While Gu Shihong went to get the apron hanging on the west wall, he asked his son what he had done. He was afraid that this guy who had no relatives in the eyes of outsiders would kill all three Feng siblings.

Lin Yue said: "It's nothing, maybe I'm scared."

The old man looked at the knife in his hand, then at the big red rooster with its claws tied and waiting desperately for slaughter, and accepted this explanation.

An hour and a half later.

The dishes were put on the table, the bottles of wine were opened, and the old lady sat facing the door.

Gu Shihong glanced at the "Chinese Time-honored Brand" pattern on the bottle, picked up the large oblate red wine bottle and prepared to pour wine for Lin Yue: "Want some?"

"slow."

Lin Yue motioned for him to bring the wine bottle to him: "Who gave you this wine?"

"Guo Qiang's daughter-in-law, I found him a job, but she can't show any sign of it? How can the only solution to the problem is Du Kang, have you seen it? I checked it on the Internet for a time-honored Chinese brand, and it costs more than 500 yuan a bottle."

"Aren't you a people's teacher? Don't you often say that gifts are not important, but feelings are the most important? How come you have learned how to scan the QR code to check the price?"

"Give it to me."

The old man was very embarrassed. He looked a little embarrassed in front of a table of people.

"Either don't drink, or drink something good, this..." Lin Yue pointed to the big red wine bottle with a very bluffing shape: "There is a bottle of Xijiu Cellar 1988 that is very similar to it. The biggest difference is the color. What do you think?

Did it plagiarize 1988? Or did 1988 plagiarize it?"

The old man had never drank anything from 1988, but seeing that his son had a good nose and eyes, he subconsciously chose to believe it: "No way? It has the words 'Chinese Time-honored Brand' on it, how can it be fake?"

"A time-honored Chinese brand? How many of the Goubuli steamed buns that my sister brought you back from Tianjin last time did you eat? And the Beijing roast duck that the parent whose daughter was admitted to Peking University brought to you when he came to visit you. Did you take two bites?

It’s not as delicious as the Cantonese roast duck I bought at the Baxian Maris Market last time. The current Chinese time-honored brand can only prove that it was sold early and had brand awareness early. Compared with the previous products, it is indeed superior, but

Well, the past was the past, and the present is now. Times are changing, people's tastes are changing, and many of the Chinese time-honored brands today are no longer what they used to be. This thing is all about marketing."

As Lin Yue spoke, he took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet next to the restaurant. The mouth of the bottle was covered with a purple sand bowl with a white apricot flower pattern. The shoulders of the bottle were two small ears that could be threaded: "Drink this.

"

The old man picked it up and looked at it carefully. He rubbed the purple clay bottle and said, "Fen wine? How much does this cost?"

"It sells for around 200 online. Are you trying to say it's not as expensive as the bottle just sold?"

"..."

The old man didn't speak, just looked at him quietly, obviously wanting to know what else was going on here.

"Some wine merchants have no reputation, quality or cultural background for their products, but they understand the needs of customers. There are always some people who are greedy for petty gains and want to give away face. They buy them at a low price with their left hand and give them to friends who don't understand with their right hand.

, my friend scanned the QR code and saw that this guy was worth hundreds or even thousands of dollars. I felt so happy and happy. I thought this guy was a good person and I could make a deep friendship. Of course, there are some people who really don’t understand and were deceived by the listing price of the supermarket.

If you go to a shopping mall during the holidays, the store clerks will try their best to recommend wines that are not well-known. The price/performance ratio is better than that of Wuliangye, and the taste is inferior to Maotai. They are only sold at the price of Jiannanchun. Most of these wines used for comparison are

Lying quietly in the corner of the shelf, the reason is very simple. If you sell a bottle of unknown wine, the purchase price is 20 and you sell it for 200, and you will get a commission of 100 yuan. If you sell a bottle of famous brand wine, you will get a commission of more than ten yuan. How would you choose if it were you? And

, do you know about live streaming?”

"Livestreaming to bring goods?" The old man doesn't even know how to use Taobao. He only knows how to scan the QR code to check the price, let alone something as avant-garde as livestreaming to bring goods.

"Are you familiar with TV shopping?"

"I know this, I know this." The old man is familiar with this, because a large part of the advertisements in TV shopping are designed to deceive the elderly, which can be called precise positioning. As the director of the community's property committee, he has participated in the targeted

This is a charity event to remind the elderly in the community to stay calm and not to be deceived by false propaganda in TV advertisements.

"Live streaming is similar to TV shopping, except that it is more interactive. Many small wine merchants will set up a flagship store on the online sales platform, with false prices on the shelves, in sharp contrast with the discounted prices from the anchors, in order to create promotional incentives.

This creates the illusion that viewers in the live broadcast room think they are taking advantage and buy the product.”

The old man's eyes widened. It was obvious that the People's Teacher, who had been working in the school, had a relatively small social circle, and did not use the Internet very much, could not accept such a thing.

"Isn't this a lie?"

"Then do you know why more elderly people have been defrauded than young people in recent years?"

The old man poured a glass of wine into the provided purple clay bowl, picked it up and looked at the white patterns on it, drank it dry, and a whiff of alcohol entered his nose, followed by a hot stream down his throat, and then a dull taste.

It's so sweet. If I could describe it in one word, it would be very clean.

He can't understand the current world. Today's society is a bit difficult to understand. He feels that after living at such an old age, the longer he lives, the more stupid he becomes.

Lin Yue said: "All walks of life are developing, even deception is the same..."

"Give it to me, give it to me, wow..." At this moment, the little tiger's cry interrupted the conversation between the father and son: "Mom, look at my uncle, he didn't even leave a chicken leg for me."

The blue and white porcelain bowl in the middle of the dining table is the white chicken he cooked. In the past, he used to eat chicken legs, duck legs, fish belly...the best parts of the ingredients were reserved for the little tiger. No one would follow him.

Grab it, but today is different, there is an extra Feng Danian on the dining table.

I saw Feng Xiaoqin's nominal brother holding a chicken drumstick in one hand, gnawing there as if no one else was watching, and from time to time he would reach into the small plate next to the sea bowl to dip his hand in some sauce.

Feng Danian has reasons to hate Gu Lei, his brother-in-law, and he must not have a good impression of Little Tiger, his nephew. Plus, he has grown so willful that he would want to leave good things to others?

The old lady had a look of disdain on her face, but she couldn't say anything.

Instead of stopping him, Feng Xiaoqin said to Little Tiger: "My uncle is a guest. It's not easy to come to Shanghai. You have to be patient with him, you know?"

No one can ask a 9-year-old to give way to a 16-year-old elder.

Feng Qianqian glanced at Lin Yue, who had a gloomy face, and touched Feng Danian's arm: "You should at least leave one for the little tiger, he is your nephew."

"Drink, drink." The old man was afraid that his son would flip the table and ruin the meal, so he quickly picked up the purple sand wine bottle and poured him a glass of wine. He also picked up the obviously larger gift cup in his hand and his small wine glass.

Touched it.

Lin Yue curled his lips, thinking that the old lady was not in good health recently, so he suppressed his emotions and accompanied the old man to drink up the wine in the Dehua white porcelain cup with a capacity of only three yuan.

After dinner, Little Tiger went to do his homework.

There were homework assigned by the teacher at school, and tasks left by the remedial class teacher after school. When he got home, Feng Xiaoqin forced him to practice the piano for a while after finishing the homework. In short, the little tiger's time was fully arranged. Feng Danian was different.

After finishing the meal, he wiped his mouth, lay down on the three-person sofa, and occupied the TV again. Gu Shihong was fine, and the old lady was so angry that he went to bed early.

"Sister, if you look at the situation on New Year's Eve, you don't care about him." While draining the water from the newly washed dishes, Feng Qianqian persuaded Feng Xiaoqin to take care of this younger brother who regards the Gu family as her own.

"No matter what, you can't bear it? If you can't bear it, just give me money to buy a house."

Feng Xiaoqin glanced at the black clay pot on the gas stove. Hot air was constantly spurting out from the vent. She could smell the rich aroma of meat from several meters away. She had noticed it when she was eating just now, and she didn't know this old duck.

Gu Lei made the pot for someone to eat.

Feng Qianqian glanced at Gu Shihong's room and whispered, "Will he agree?"

Rather than the old man being so angry that he gave in, she was more worried that the old lady would be so angry with her brother that she would have a heart attack.

"How do you know if he will agree if you don't try?"

"Where will you sleep on New Year's Eve?"

"Sleep on the sofa."

"Sleeping on the sofa?" Feng Qianqian thought for a while and realized that if Feng Danian slept on the sofa, he would definitely watch TV. At his age, he would not sleep until one or two o'clock in the morning, and the person closest to the TV in the living room was Gu Shihong.

room.

This sister of hers is too calculating for the house.

"By the way, there's something I forgot to tell you." Feng Xiaoqin suddenly remembered something, put the plate in the sink, and wiped her hand on her blue and white plaid apron: "I, I saw something online these days

I signed you up for a pop-up blind date, which can be regarded as an opportunity to expand your social circle. What if there is someone you like?"

"Sister, I'm not going." Feng Qianqian's reaction was very intense, she almost said this with a stamp of her feet.
To be continued...