Pan Wenjie sighed, "This kid is too honest. Even if he marries a cousin, he is still a relative and a brother-in-law. There is no harm in having frequent contacts and a good relationship...Look at us, that son-in-law is with us.
Isn't Qinghuai also a cousin? Aren't he and Lin'er also cousins? They are all equally close."
"that is."
Jiang Yuhui also said, "Changyu is honest and doesn't understand this. You parents should teach him more. An honest person will always suffer... For someone like Wei Qingfan, who among the seven aunts and eight aunts wouldn't help him?"
"That's right, whether you kiss or not, you still have to watch and not play."
Peng Xinyuan immediately agreed, "To be honest, our Changyu is a cousin-in-law, and we are also close to each other. If we don't keep in touch, even if we are close, the relationship will fade away. Looking back, people will still think that they are not even as good as distant relatives."
Jiang Haifeng sighed and said to his sister: "This is the truth. We are relatives in the first place and no one talks to us. Don't pretend to be aloof... You can't expect others to rush to build relationships with us, right?"
There is naturally a reason why the two families are so enthusiastic.
Jiang Zihan took some money from home last year to start a business with a friend, but failed to get it started and lost two to three hundred thousand. Since then, he has been staying at home and not going out to work;
Pan Lin'er will graduate soon, and her family can help her find a job, but she is not satisfied with what she can find, and there is no way for her to do what she wants to do at home.
Therefore, both the Jiang Haifeng and Jiang Yuhui families were a little cautious. After Yang Changyu and Wei Qingchan got married last year, they both made inquiries and wanted Yang Changyu to arrange or introduce jobs through Wei Qingfan.
Unexpectedly, when faced with inquiries from his uncle, aunt, and aunt, Yang Changyu said that he had never met Wei Qingfan a few times. Wei Qingfan was short of people for his job at that time, and Wei Qingchan also spoke a lot of words of help.
What I got in exchange for this was... powerlessness.
So several elders asked about the interactions between Yang Changyu and Wei Qingfan, and when they learned that Yang Changyu and Wei Qingfan had almost no interaction, they immediately became anxious.
This is not a trivial matter. It is not a matter of whether this job can help. It is a major matter, a major matter related to the rise and fall of the entire family...
A large family and decades of social accumulation are not as effective or important as this network of connections!
Yang Changyu actually doesn’t know how to maintain and “correspondence”, that’s a big deal!
I haven't seen Grandma Liu in "A Dream of Red Mansions" and she still made so much money with just a few connections back then... Even though Wei Qingfan is not as good as Jia Fu, he is young. He is only in his early twenties. Who knows what he will achieve in the future.
the height of?
This is the best opportunity for a whole family to prosper. How can we not pay attention to it? How can we not cherish it?
When Jiang Sanyou heard them discussing this, he was not in a daze. After all, the unfilial son was already ill, and this was related to the prosperity and decline of the Jiang family for decades after arriving. He said to Yang Zhenhua and Jiang Yuping: "This is the truth, as the old saying goes.
Many friends, many roads. This is the Avenue to Heaven. You have to cherish it. Changyu’s wife...is called Chanchan, right? It should be better, and you have to move around your in-laws often..."
The old man put out the cigarette and said solemnly: "This is a close relative. It's convenient now. Even if you can't go there, just call me and send something if you have anything to do... Do this to Chanchan, do the same to her parents..."
Pan Lin'er couldn't help but said: "I am in love and getting married with Brother Changyu. The good relationship between the couple is more important than anything else..."
She actually had another sentence, "Isn't it interesting for you to think about this all day long?", but she didn't say it out loud.
Pan Lin'er was actually a little confused in her heart. She felt that what Yang Changyu said to her parents was probably an excuse. She said it deliberately because she didn't like these relatives.
If I ask Brother Changyu for help directly, he should help.
But she felt embarrassed. After all, she didn't have any contact with Yang Changyu. She didn't even add Lingxi. She directly asked others for help. It was too utilitarian and too embarrassing...
Pan Wenjie said: "The couple has a good relationship, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law must also be good, and the relationship with the in-laws must also be good...otherwise what's the use?"
"You don't understand this yet."
Jiang Yuhui glared at her daughter, "Marriage is a matter between two families. It's not just that you two have a good relationship. You are such an old person and you don't understand the world at all... You are really stupid for studying."
"Studying makes you stupid" is a saying often repeated by several elders, including her grandfather Jiang Sanyou and her deceased grandmother. Pan Lin'er became upset after hearing this and felt that she was simply sick. She actually tried to reason with them and stopped talking while playing with her mobile phone.
Jiang Sanyou said: "Yu Hui is right. Reading is to understand the truth, and human beings are also wise. How do you say that sentence? What...what article?"
He looked at Jiang Haifeng and then at Pan Wenjie, both of whom were confused, so he looked at his grandson again.
Jiang Zihan knew what his grandfather was going to say, but he didn't want to pay attention to it. He raised his head and made a dazed look, dealt with it for a while, and then continued to play with his mobile phone with his head down.
"I just know how to play with mobile phones..."
Jiang Haifeng's wife Peng Xinyuan couldn't help scolding her, "Either play games in front of the computer, or hold a mobile phone. Don't marry a wife in the future, just live with the mobile phone."
Jiang Haifeng said: "Don't say these useless things."
Yu Xiurong listened to the words of these "close relatives", then glanced at Pan Wenjie's finger, which still had less than a third of the cigarette left, and was still lighting it. He withdrew his gaze and looked at Jiang Qifeng.
Jiang Sanyou finally looked at his youngest son again and asked Jiang Qifeng: "How do you say that sentence?"
Jiang Qifeng said: "Knowledge of worldly affairs is knowledge, and understanding of human feelings is writing."
"Yeah!"
"This is it."
Jiang Sanyou and Jiang Haifeng were both stunned, while Pan Wenjie smiled and said: "It seems that reading is of some use."
It was difficult to tell whether his tone was a joke or a sarcasm. Jiang Yuhui glanced at her husband, then changed her smile and said to Yu Xiurong: "We are a big family. There is no need to let Qingqing come back. Don't delay her work anymore... She is doing this job
How wonderful!”
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Peng Xinyuan nodded in agreement, "Work is still important."
Jiang Haifeng said: "It is indeed necessary to come back and take a look. Anyway, there are people taking care of her. Qingqing should go back to work when she should. She is a secretary. What will Mr. Wei do if she always asks for leave..."
Yang Changyu is married to Mr. Wei's cousin, and the relationship between them is not enough. At this time, Qingqing's relationship can make up for it. The relationship between husband and wife is normal and there will be no problems, but it is hard to say about Qingqing.
Who makes Qingqing so beautiful? If she doesn't have that good fortune, it has nothing to do with Mr. Wei, so wouldn't it be easy to arouse the taboo and dissatisfaction of Wei Qingfan's wife?
"Ahem!"
Jiang Qifeng didn't speak, but he coughed again. Yu Xiurong patted his back to calm him down.
Jiang Zihan glanced at Pan Wenjie. Pan Wenjie took a puff of cigarette, leaned back on his chair and said: "Brother Haifeng, you order first, don't just sit at the same table, go back early after dinner, I have something to do tomorrow morning.
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Jiang Haifeng was about to speak when he saw two figures coming outside the translucent box door, seemingly walking hand in hand, and knocked on the door "dong dong".
Peng Xinyuan asked: "Who is this?"
Jiang Yuping said: "Is Qingqing here?"
The two sentences almost overlapped, and the box door was opened. Jiang Qinghuai stood outside the door wearing white flat shoes, navy blue slacks and a gray jacket;
There is a boy standing next to him, wearing the same white flat shoes, gray casual trousers, and navy blue jacket. He is very tall. They are holding hands. One is pure and beautiful, the other is tall and handsome. They seem to be a good match.
"Qingqing..."
Yang Zhenhua and Jiang Yuping were closer to the door and spoke subconsciously. Then when they saw the person next to Jiang Qinghuai, they were stunned and could not finish their words.
Mr. and Mrs. Jiang Haifeng and Mr. and Mrs. Pan Wenjie also attended the wedding of Yang Changyu and Wei Qingchan. The most important person at the wedding, Mr. Wei, naturally remembered and recognized them, and was stunned for a moment.
Jiang Zihan and Pan Lin'er originally raised their heads subconsciously because they were not very familiar with this cousin (cousin) and had no intention of talking. At this time, they were also stunned and suspected that they had seen it wrong.
What's happening here?
Jiang Sanyou was older and didn't recognize him for a while. When he saw his granddaughter bringing her boyfriend home, he, a grandfather, didn't even know he was in love beforehand. His face was a little unattractive. He frowned and became stern.
Face.
"Auntie, uncle~"
Jiang Qinghuai had already pulled Wei Qingfan in side by side, greeted him with a smile, and then greeted Jiang Sanyou: "Grandpa, uncle, aunt, sister-in-law, and uncle."
She greeted her, and before she even started to introduce Wei Qingfan, Jiang Sanyou saw that she actually greeted her eldest daughter and her husband first. Apparently he felt that his eldest aunt was closer to him, and he, the grandfather, greeted him from behind. He felt even more dissatisfied and ignored her.
Turning his head and looking aside.
He has never been happy with this granddaughter, not that she is not well-behaved or sensible, but that what he wants is a grandson, and having a granddaughter is wrong in itself... not to mention that her father is such an unfilial son!
Jiang Sanyou turned his face to the side. After all, his granddaughter had brought her boyfriend, and it was not too obvious. He turned slightly to one side and did not look at her. He felt that he had saved some face for his granddaughter.
He sat facing the box door, and his children sat on the left and right sides. Jiang Yuping and Jiang Qifeng sat near the door. The old man turned his eyes away and looked at Jiang Qifeng and Yu Xiurong, expressing his dissatisfaction with his eyes.
Before his eyes could reach him, he heard a crash on the left and right, and the chair legs sliding on the floor as people stood up quickly, and the small private room felt like a classroom was over for an instant.
The old man thought something had happened, but out of the corner of his eye he saw the eldest son, eldest daughter, and youngest daughter all standing up quickly.
While astonished, the old man also paid attention to the cigarette that his second son-in-law Pan Wenjie was still reluctant to put out. He quickly threw it to the ground and stamped it out with his foot.
In my ears, I heard the son-in-law say with surprise and enthusiasm that I had never seen before when he treated me: "Oh, why is Qingfan here?"
"Why are Qingfan here?"
"I didn't say anything in advance..."
"Hurry, hurry up, sit down, sit down."
Jiang Haifeng, Peng Xinyuan, Yang Zhenhua, Jiang Yuping, Pan Wenjie, and Jiang Yuhui all greeted with the same surprised expressions, the same enthusiastic tone, and overlapping voices.
Jiang Zihan was still in a daze when he was kicked and pinched by his parents. After a moment, he stood up amidst the warm greetings of a group of elders. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his cousin Pan Lin'er also looking confused.
stood up.
who?
Jiang Sanyou was still posing, and was a little dazed when he saw this. Then he stared at Wei Qingfan twice, and finally remembered who this was. He stood up hurriedly, and said with a warm smile on his face: "Sit down, sit down, Qingqing."
Sit down too."
Wei Qingfan was startled by the movement and said quickly: "Aunt, uncle, please sit down...Uncles and aunts, please sit down...Grandpa, please sit down. I don't even dare to come in here."
Although they met at Wei Qingchan's wedding last time, Wei Qingfan didn't completely remember the person. Fortunately, he could probably tell the difference clearly when he got here. Although Jiang Qinghuai didn't like these elders, he still had to pay attention to basic courtesy.
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Naturally, this is even more true when he comes here. There is no shortage of superficial skills such as shopping and socializing.
Seeing this situation, Jiang Haifeng and others didn't understand anything. Finally they knew why Jiang Qifeng called over for dinner today, and they were both surprised and regretful in their hearts.
Especially Pan Wenjie, who wanted to pick up the cigarette butts and eat them, lest Jiang Qifeng cough again, he hurriedly smiled and said: "Sit down, everyone, let's not see our family outside."
"Let me introduce~"
Jiang Qinghuai smelled the smell of smoke and frowned slightly, but still had a sweet smile on his face and said in a brisk and authentic tone, "My boyfriend, Wei Qingfan, is the younger brother of brother Changyu's wife. Auntie, you guys should still remember him, huh?"
"
"Then how can you not remember?"
Yang Zhenhua smiled and said, "Hurry up and sit down. Hurry up and sit down."
Jiang Qinghuai then took Wei Qingfan and sat down next to Yu Xiurong. He didn't see Pang Yingying and asked curiously: "Where is Yingying?"
Yu Xiurong smiled and said: "She made an appointment with a classmate, but she didn't come over."
Jiang Qinghuai knew in his heart that Pang Yingying didn't like to deal with these elders, so he nodded. When he was about to speak, he seemed to be choked suddenly. He coughed, stretched out his hand to fan his mouth and nose, and said to his father: "Dad, are you?"
Aren’t you smoking again?”
Before Jiang Qifeng could speak, she said angrily: "Didn't I tell you not to smoke? You can't even smell the smell of smoke. Don't you know?"