Chapter Forty-Three: The Engagement Banquet Where the Protagonists Are Not Present
The helmet Han Xinghui wore was a classic Thompson cruising fiberglass helmet from the 1970s. Neither Meng Jiajia nor Meng Shaochen could see his head or face.
Meng Shaochen looked gloomily and stared at Han Xinghui. Xu Zishan came on his motorcycle, which made Meng Shaochen very unhappy. This man even covered his head and face. He was clearly not a good person.
Han Xinghui drove his motorcycle to Meng Shaochen's car and said in a low voice, "Did you bring the money?"
The brothers Meng Shaochen and Meng Jiajia were originally anxious, flustered, and worried. But now when they saw Xu Zishan slowly getting off the motorcycle, they felt as angry as a volcano erupting.
But Han Xinghui's cold words suppressed their anger again.
Xu Zishan said to Meng Jiajia without any conscious thought: "Didn't I tell you to go home first? The ship was delayed. It was supposed to dock at noon, but it didn't arrive until 5 pm. It was after 6 pm when the formalities were completed. I panicked.
I almost fell into the sea while trying to get the goods for you."
She showed them her feet in grievance: "Look, my leather shoes are full of water."
(I just poured it on~)
Han Xinghui watched Xu Zishan lie without changing his expression, but he didn't expose it. He took out the snowgrass in the trunk, handed it to Meng Jiajia, and said: "800."
"He sells one plant for 500 yuan on the black market. Here are two plants for 800 yuan. Jiajia, you can take one plant, and he will black market the other one and sell it on the market," Xu Zishan said.
Meng Jiajia was very angry, but she was embarrassed to get angry in front of the "black market" people. Xu Zishan went to the dock to block the goods for her and almost fell into the sea, so she could only sulk.
"Since you have brought them all back, I will accept them all!" Meng Jiajia said angrily, "I'm not looking at your face, I think my brother has been here with me for so long, so I want to give my brother one.
"
Only now did Meng Shaochen know what kind of grass Meng Jiajia and Xu Zishan were buying, and it cost 800 yuan. He felt that the person in front of him who did not dare to show his face had clearly deceived his sister and Xu Zishan.
"Wait, show me!"
As he spoke, he reached out to take the paper bag and opened the newspaper outside. Inside were two thick green grasses wrapped in plastic paper, with faint little flowers blooming. They didn't smell very good, but they just didn't look good.
Xu Zishan's heart was suddenly pounding. She was talking about getting the things back when the ship docked, but she forgot that the newspaper outside was Baodu Daily!
Meng Shaochen unpacked the newspaper. She glanced at the newspaper. Under the bright light, the big masthead came into view: Y City Daily!
When did he change it?
Where did he get the Y City Daily News?
She looked at Han Xinghui with her big eyes, and Han Xinghui looked at her through the mask.
What are you looking at, you idiot?
Xu Zishan was definitely not discussing newspapers with Han Xinghui at this time.
Han Xinghui said to Meng Shaochen politely: "Are you sure? If you don't want it, just give it back to me. I'll wait for the night market."
"I want it." Meng Jiajia took out a bunch of money, "Hey, 800 yuan."
She is willing to pay 8,000 yuan to become as fair and beautiful as a vixen.
Meng Shaochen turned around and looked at Xu Zishan looking at him with a half-smile, which meant "Do you believe what I introduced you to?"
Meng Shaochen let go and said to Meng Jiajia: "Let's go to dinner after buying it!"
Han Xinghui took the money, rode a motorcycle and left!
Xu Zishan was dumbfounded. Damn, you don’t really think of yourself as a black marketeer, do you? You just took the money and left? I agreed to only give you 10%!
If Han Xinghui knew what she was thinking, he would give her two words: Idiot!
Meng Shaochen asked Xu Zishan: "Have you had dinner?"
"No, I'm still hungry."
She had been watching the opening ceremony with Han Xinghui, where would she have time to eat?
Meng Jiajia looked over and over with the thick Scutellaria sibiricum, and suddenly became a little unsure about the 800 yuan she had spent: "This is the Scutellaria sibiricum? Why is it so strong?"
"Is it possible that you can rest assured that it will grow lazily and chirp? Go back quickly and put it in a flower pot to raise it. Don't let such an expensive thing die."
Meng Jiajia thought of Xu Zishan's blind date party and said hesitantly: "Xu Zishan, are you going to your dad's birthday party now?"
Xu Zishan suddenly exclaimed: "Oh my god, I have forgotten about the birthday party. Please send me there quickly."
"You really want to go?" Meng Jiajia started to quarrel with her again, "You really want to go to a restaurant?"
"Of course, how about you treat me to a restaurant?"
“What a beautiful thought!”
"Then I have to go there quickly. My parents, my sister-in-law, and Xu Ziyi have all repeatedly told me to arrive on time. I'm late, don't I have to eat leftovers?"
Meng Shaochen's hand on the steering wheel was so tight that he wanted to pull it out and throw it out.
Engagement, engagement, do you really want to marry into the Han family?
"Also prepared gifts for them?" Meng Jiajia couldn't help but remind, "Didn't I tell you? It's not just a birthday party!"
"No matter what their activities are, I only wish them birthdays, eat and drink what they should eat, and when my feet are healed, I will go back to Xipu Town."
Xu Zishan said and handed the sketchbook in his hand to Meng Jiajia, saying that she had written it herself.
"Did you write this yourself?"
"Ang, how's it going? Am I talented?"
Meng Jiajia burst out laughing: "Fox, when did you become so good at flattering? The confrontation is neat. The key is that it contains the names of everyone in the Xu family. They are quite talented! But, why is your name not included?"
Xu Zishan smiled softly and said, "I am no longer from this family."
With these serious words, Meng Jiajia could no longer laugh. She snorted and said, "If you're not from this family, why would you insist on coming here? Wouldn't it be better to go back to your own home?"
"I will go back as soon as my feet can walk, and I will never see you again." Xu Zishan pointed at the couplet with a smile and said, "What do you think of my handwriting? Have you made any progress?"
Meng Jiajia is in a bad mood now. She has always hated vixens, but she hates today's vixens even more.
"Brother, let's not send the vixen to the birthday party. Huh, this kind of flattering couplet is disgusting." Meng Jiajia threatened Meng Shaochen, "If you were my brother, don't go."
Meng Shaochen knew that his younger sister was very talkative, but she just didn't want Xu Zishan to jump into the fire pit.
But Meng Shaochen was even more stunned than Meng Jiajia.
He was not as emotional as Meng Jiajia, so he shouted in a low voice: "Jiajia, stop making trouble, we will take Xu Zishan out and send him off as promised."
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In the evening, the whole Xu family went out. It was impossible for Han Chongjin to attend such a dinner. Han's wife Cheng Yanqiu, Han Chongjin's second son Han Xingyan, and his daughter-in-law Zhang Siwen all came.
Xu Zishan was late, and Zhang Yingai was quite happy, because after the Han family met, they once again told Han Xinghui's situation in no uncertain terms, meaning that you don't want us to force it.
Xu Ziyi thought that fortunately Xu Zishan was not here. If he were, he would probably refuse on the spot.
The Han family is good, but Han Chongjin’s youngest son is a fisherman, and he is also stubborn and disobeys discipline!
Xu Changqing knew very well that even if Xu Zishan was not his biological daughter now, with her good looks, it would be no problem to find a decent family in Baodu City. It would be better to find anyone than a fisherman.
However, if Xu Zishan is living a good life, what good will it do to the Xu family?