Chapter 337 At the Gathering of the Children of the Aristocratic Family
Today is already the twenty-eighth of the twelfth lunar month. The capital is filled with a strong New Year atmosphere, although the New Year atmosphere in a big city like Beijing is far less intense than in a small place like Xin'an.
Peng Yuanzheng clearly remembers that after entering the year 2000, although the Spring Festival occurred every year and passed every year, the flavor of the New Year became less and less, became more and more a prescribed action, and became more and more noisy.
Commercial flavor.
Peng Yuanzheng gently got up from the bed, covered Feng Qianru with a quilt, then walked to the window and stared out the window at the scene of several children playing and playing in the small garden of the villa area.
After a night's rest, his energy level had basically recovered. Except for his head still being slightly groggy, there was nothing serious. But thinking about yesterday, he was secretly lucky and broke out in a cold sweat.
Just a little bit worse. If Peng Yuanzheng had reacted a little slower, whether he had collided head-on with a heavyweight truck, or knocked over the guardrail and rushed down the steep slope of the road and overturned the vehicle, the consequences would have been fatal.
Feng Qianru was still in a deep sleep. She was worried and nervous last night. When Peng Yuanzheng went to bed, she still couldn't sleep peacefully. She hugged Peng Yuanzheng and guarded him until after midnight, and then she fainted.
Peng Yuanzheng turned to look at the woman he loved, with mixed feelings in his heart. At that moment, he almost felt that he would never see Feng Qianru again.
There was movement downstairs. Peng Yuanzheng hesitated, walked out in his pajamas, stood at the end of the corridor and looked down, and saw Xu Zihan's parents carrying large and small packages of gifts, and chatting politely with Song Yuzhen and Meng Lin in the living room.
Although everyone in the Feng family was very angry at Xu Zihan's behavior, for the sake of old friendship between the two families, it was hard to break up due to this. The Xu family and his wife came to apologize and visit Peng Yuanzheng, so Song Yuzhen had no choice but to come out to receive them.
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"Old Song, is it okay for this child Yuanzheng? There are many words. Zihan is a dead girl. We usually spoil her so much that she gets into such a big disaster! We must strictly discipline her in the future!"
Xu Huashan accompanied him with a smile, and Song Yuzhen also sighed and said. "Old Xu, I'm not telling you that you two are usually too arrogant and pampering! Look what has become of this girl Zihan after being coddled by you. She is willful and overbearing.
, unruly... She is already such a big girl. If she doesn't restrain herself, will she be able to get married in the future? Who dares to have such a daughter-in-law? "
Because she was angry, Song Yuzhen spoke a little more harshly.
Xu Huashan's mouth twitched in embarrassment. His wife Yue Shuzhen was a little dissatisfied and very unhappy, but Xu Zihan made the mistake first, and the Feng family's reputation was beyond the Xu family's reach - now the Xu family has to rely on the Feng family
, no matter how unhappy Yue Shuzhen felt, she could only grit her teeth and swallow this breath.
Meng Lin noticed the embarrassment of the Xu family and his wife, so he smiled and smoothed things over. "We are still just children. We just have to learn lessons from now on."
Peng Yuanzheng frowned and did not go downstairs to say hello to the Xu family. He turned and walked back to the bedroom. He would not "bite" Xu Zihan because of this, but he did not want to see the Xu family.
When I walked in, I saw that Feng Qianru had already woken up. She slept with her clothes on last night. She sat on the bed in thick pajamas and rubbed her eyes.
Peng Yuanzheng walked over with a smile and took off his shoes and got on the bed. He held Feng Qianru in his arms and said softly, "Qianru, you should sleep for a while."
Feng Qianru shook her head, stretched out her white and smooth hands and gently stroked Peng Yuanzheng's bandaged forehead, and said softly, "Brother Yuanzheng, does it still hurt?".
"This crazy girl is so hateful! How dare she do this!"
"It's still a little bit, but it doesn't matter. In fact, it's just a scratch on the skin. I'll take off the bandage after two days, but it will heal slowly after wrapping it up."
"That's not possible! What if the wound suppurates? No, absolutely not. In two days I will accompany you to the hospital to change the dressing. It happens to be on the forehead, so you can't take it seriously!" Feng Qianru grabbed Peng Yuanzheng anxiously.
arms, said angrily...
"I'm not that squeamish." Peng Yuanzheng smiled and pulled open the leg of his pajamas, pointing to a scar on his leg and said, "Look at this, I was hit by a car and there was a big gash in my leg, but I
I was afraid that my mother would be worried, so I wrapped it twice with a bandage, went to school and took physical education classes as usual, and the scars healed within two days."
Although Peng Yuanzheng spoke in an understatement, Feng Qianru still gently stroked the scar on his leg sadly, with tenderness in her heart, silently experiencing her man's troubled teenage years.
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The two of them didn't leave the room all morning. They cuddled up and talked and slept for a while. Song Yuzhen had someone take her to the room for lunch, and the two of them didn't even go downstairs. After lunch, Meng Lin personally carried her through the meal.
When the black-bone chicken soup was served, Peng Yuanzheng was forced to drink a large bowl, and his mouth was full of oil.
Feng Qianru had no choice but to drink a small bowl with her. She was afraid of getting fat and refused to drink anymore, and Meng Lin didn't force her. In fact, the chicken soup tasted quite good, but Peng Yuanzheng had just eaten a large bowl of rice and pork ribs.
, and then drink chicken soup, it is too greasy, and it is inevitable that I will feel a little dizzy.
After all, Peng Yuanzheng had gone through so much trouble yesterday and also suffered from the cold. He was lying on the bed while talking to Feng Qianru, and then fell asleep again. Feng Qianru held a magazine tenderly and snuggled next to him,
I was half lying on the bed, flipping through it at random.
There was a gentle knock at the door.
Feng Qianru tiptoed out of bed and opened the door. When she saw it was her mother Song Yuzhen, she couldn't help but shushed, "Mom, is something wrong?"
"Qianru..." Song Yuzhen glanced at Peng Yuanzheng, who was sleeping on the bed, and said in a low voice, "The boss of the Hou family just came over to invite you and Yuanzheng to her birthday party tomorrow morning."
Feng Qianru frowned and said softly, "Mom, I don't want to go. With Brother Yuanzheng's health condition, it's better not to show up in public."
The "Hou family" that Song Yuzhen is talking about is the "Hou family" of a wealthy family. Although the old man of the Hou family has long since left his post to take care of his old age, and his original status and authority cannot be compared with that of Mr. Feng, he cannot be underestimated.
The situation of the family is similar to that of the Feng family, with relatively few heirs, and the eldest son of Mr. Hou has no sons, only a pair of daughters.
The "eldest daughter of the Hou family" is Hou Qingchen, the eldest daughter of Hou Ningyuan, the eldest son of Hou. Hou Ningyuan's eldest daughter is named Mi Qingchen, and the second daughter is named Nianbo. Hou Qingchen is in his twenties, while Hou Nianbo and Feng Qianru
In the same year, he also just graduated from Beijing University.
As the saying goes, people at any level have their own small circles, and the children of aristocratic families in the capital are certainly no exception. The only gathering of the children of aristocratic families in their small circles every year is Hou Qingchen's event years ago.
birthday party, which has been going on for four or five years.
In this small circle of the third generation, Hou Qingchen is undoubtedly the "eldest sister". She is generous by nature, forthright and righteous, and is very popular. Therefore, although her birthday party is deliberately controlled within a certain range
, but every year there are always dozens of young ladies in the circle who come to support it.
Song Yuzhen smiled and said, "Whether you want to go or not depends on your own wishes. But what your father and I mean is that if your health allows for the expedition, you should still go -"
Song Yuzhen had some overtones. Feng Qianru was so smart that she immediately guessed her parents' intentions.
Although Peng Yuanzheng's recognition of his ancestor was not a secret among the wealthy circles in the capital, it still did not appear in public. Feng Botao's intention was obvious, let Peng Yuanzheng come forward on behalf of the Feng family and make contact with the third generations of other aristocratic families.
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In fact, Feng Qianru only guessed the first one, but not the second one.
The real purpose of Feng Botao and his wife this time is to disclose the relationship between Feng Qianru and Peng Yuanzheng in the small circle of the aristocratic family, so that some people, including Xu Zihua, can stop having delusions and avoid further trouble...
Thinking of this, Feng Qianru hesitated and said, "Mom, can I discuss this with Brother Yuanzheng later?".
"Okay, can this still work? It depends on what you kid said, this is not a serious matter!" Song Yuzhen smiled and pinched Feng Qianru's nose, "Okay, you go back and have a good rest and take care of the expedition."
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"Brother Yuanzheng, do you want to go?" Feng Qianru said softly.
"Go - go, we are about to get married, and I don't know your friends yet. This time, even if you introduce me to your friends." Peng Yuanzheng smiled, "An ugly daughter-in-law has to meet her parents-in-law.
, even if you take me to see the world!"
Peng Yuanzheng's eyes flickered. He and Feng Botao had almost the same idea. In fact, he was very reluctant to participate in the small circle gathering of this aristocratic family, but in order to prove his "territorial sovereignty over Feng Qianru", he also
No matter what, it was also to take care of Feng Qianru's emotions - after all, Feng Qianru really wanted to introduce him to her friends.
Moreover, as the eldest grandson of the Feng family, he will inevitably have to deal with these third generations in the future, and it is inevitable that he would choose to "go out" and show his face at such an opportunity.
Feng Qianru couldn't help but laugh, "Brother Yuanzheng, what are you talking about? Well, if you want to go, let's go. I'll also introduce a few friends to you."
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The next morning, Feng Qianru was still driving, and the two of them went to the "Perak Dynasty Club" in the northern suburbs of Beijing where Hou Qingchen held a birthday party. This club was actually a club secretly invested by a certain young man in this small circle.
It is a high-end entertainment venue, but the consumption threshold is very high. Those who can get in and out are either rich or expensive.
In the past few years, Hou Qingchen's birthday parties have been held in this club. The party lasts all day and is closed to the public.
Feng Qianru parked the car and felt a little surprised after getting out of the car. In previous years, at least dozens of people attended the party, and together with some close relatives of the Hou family, there were almost a hundred people present at the reception.
There are usually cars parked in front of the club. But today, there were only a few cars in front.
"Isn't it already time?" Feng Qianru raised her wrist and looked at her watch strangely. Seeing that it was already 11 o'clock in the morning, she thought to herself that this was really strange. Could it be that they had changed places this year?
The two got off the car and looked into the club door. In the lobby of the club, several young men and women were standing side by side, each looking at Peng Yuanzheng with different eyes.