The taste of this kind of sake is very unique. When you drink it, it has the sweetness of fruit wine, but after you drink it, it has the spiciness of white wine.
Sweet and spicy coexist, very much like life.
Song Tang picked up the wine glass and took a big sip, which made her laugh.
Rong Chuqin took the wine in her hand and prevented her from drinking more, "Just drink a little. This wine has a strong stamina. Drinking too much will give you a headache."
Song Tang took a bite to relieve the spicy food and continued: "Wen Meixi wants to disgust me, but she doesn't dare to offend you. If she offends you, I'm afraid she will now worry about how to help me refute the rumors."
"This move of yours is still too aggressive. Even if she refutes the rumors for you, it will be difficult to stop Youyou. Someone will always talk about you behind your back."
"What about you? You have allowed yourself to be associated with bad words such as 'scumbag', 'philandering', and 'promiscuous'. You have ruined your reputation so thoroughly. Now, why don't you still praise you as a 'prodigal son'?"
I learned it from you."
Rong Chuchen nodded in admiration, "Then can I charge tuition?"
Song Tang got tired of crossing his legs, straightened his feet, and kicked him under the low table, "No capitalist can make money like you."
Rong Chuqin smiled and grabbed her feet, holding her ankle with one hand and pinching her calf with moderate force with the other hand.
"That's pretty much it," Song Tang enjoyed it happily, "I'll give you a bite to eat, just open your mouth."
There are two of them, one is busy on the top and the other is busy on the bottom.
At this time, Song Tang's cell phone rang. The phone was placed on the table, the screen lit up, and the three words "Wen Meixi" appeared on the screen.
The two looked at each other in tacit understanding, and lo and behold, they came to the door.
Song Tang casually swiped with his little finger and clicked on speakerphone again, answering the phone while eating.
"Hello?"
"Xiaotang, it's me."
As expected, he came to show his goodwill, his voice became gentler, and his calls became more intimate.
"Are you free now? Do I bother you?"
Song Tang said truthfully: "Don't bother me, just tell me."
Wen Meixi: "We have finished moving. After all, we have lived here for twenty years and there are a lot of clutter, so it took a long time to move. You can understand this, right?"
"Yes, I understand, thank you for your cooperation."
Song Tang's politeness made Wen Meixi feel alienated. This seemed to Wen Meixi to be an inhumane emotion, which made her feel particularly panicked. When she spoke again, Song Tang could hear her caution.
She said: "Xiaotang, I've been thinking a lot these days. As your guardians, we really don't care enough about you. I apologize to you here."
Song Tang carefully swallowed the food in his mouth, trying not to reveal that he was eating, and also used his eyes to signal Rong Chuqin to keep quiet.
Because - if the devil is quiet, he must be acting evil.
"Xiaotang, all that has passed, everyone has to look forward. We are the only ones in this world who have broken bones and connected tendons, don't you think so?"
Song Tang rolled her eyes. To be honest, when Wen Meixi humiliated her in a serious manner, she felt particularly hypocritical and disgusting.
Rong Chuqin pushed the soles of her feet slightly and signaled her with his eyes, "Come on, why are you afraid of her?"
Song Tang asked bluntly: "Second Aunt, what exactly do you want to say?"
Only then did Wen Meixi hesitantly bring up the business, "Oh, I just complained that moving was too hard, but my children didn't help, and I raised them both in vain. I posted it on WeChat Moments, but I didn't know that someone misunderstood."
Song Tang just wanted to laugh, "Oh? What's the misunderstanding?"