People in the cultural circle are not surprised that an official representative came to celebrate Mr. Tong's birthday. People who are not insiders are surprised and understandable. After all, Mr. Tong is a veteran in the cultural circle.
The official representative arrived almost at a leisurely pace. He entered at the end when all the guests had almost arrived, and arrived about ten minutes before the start of the banquet. The timing was very good.
Also because the arrival of several big shots diverted the attention of others, Liu Shuhua quietly returned to her seat. Young Master Yu sat at the same table with her, so they naturally advanced and retreated together.
After a few big guys, there were no more customers.
Wang Ziyan met a lot of people with her teacher, many of whom were in the upper class circles of Beijing. She accidentally discovered Mrs. Wang's grandson. She was afraid that Wang Ruichen, who had heterosexuality, would see her exposed, so she tried to avoid it.
She didn't know what the relationship was between Wang Ruichen's family and Tong's family, so she kept asking people for information, only to find out that Mrs. Wang was friends with Master Tong's daughter.
Because she didn't want to meet Wang Ruichen head-on, she tried her best to follow the teacher and didn't dare to be too active. Fortunately, Wang Ruichen didn't see her until she sat down.
Official representatives also came. Even if some people saw acquaintances nearby, they did not get up and move around. They all sat in their seats and only communicated with those nearby.
Seeing that it was almost eight o'clock, his parents had not been seen yet, and no one from the Tong family came to ask questions, but they kept looking at themselves. Wang Hongzhi was so anxious that his neck was sore when he stretched it. He felt very depressed.
What on earth is the old man and his old lady doing? Isn’t it too fast?
Not giving up, he sent another message asking where the old man was, but what he got was still three words - almost there!
Seeing his father's reply, Wang Hongzhi had the urge to hit the wall. If he believed in the old man again, he would be a pig!
He was huffing and puffing when he heard the uniform voices of Tong Lao's disciples who were responsible for "standing guard" outside: "Hello, Aunt Ya!"
The next second, he heard the voice of his old lady - "Hello, we are late, thank you for waiting."
Hearing the old mother's voice, a bold question mark flashed in Wang Hongzhi's mind. His old man didn't lie this time! Then there was a lightning signal. He seemed to say that if you believe it again, you are a pig. Forget it, pigs will be pigs.
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Professor Wanqi, holding a gift in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, finally put the mobile phone into his pocket when he arrived at the door of the villa, took his wife's hand and held his arm, and stepped majestically into the door.
In fact, it was not that they were trying to make a "glitter debut", but it was actually related to traffic. It was a Saturday, and the traffic volume was heavy and traffic jams were easy to occur.
Mr. Tong also heard that his senior disciple, Xiao Shiya, would come, and he kept looking forward to it. He stretched his neck and saw no one. Until he heard someone outside calling Aunt Ya, he couldn't help but perked up and shouted: "
Yixin, is Xiao Yaya here?"
"It should be." Ms. Tong responded with a smile and looked at the door.
The guests heard the sound and looked towards the door, then saw a gentleman wearing a blue eight-tuan flower retro Tang suit and a beautiful lady wearing a blue coat and skirt calmly walking into the villa hall.
The two were walking together. The man was elegant and bookish. The woman looked like she was in her early thirties. Her hair was tied up in a high bun. The top of her blue coat was cinched at the waist. The skirt was a very light gauze skirt.
The color makes her skin as white as jade.
The dignified and gentle beauty holds the hand of the elegant man. The two of them are smiling and their posture is elegant and calm.
When the two people entered the hall, there were some subtle conversations in the hall that stopped suddenly. Many people looked at Mrs. Wang in disbelief.
When Mr. Tong saw the middle-aged couple approaching, he was overjoyed. Just as he was about to shout, he suddenly stared at the man who was a head taller behind the couple and shouted: "Yixin, is that person behind Yaya's husband the wife of He Qishi?"
Nephew, the boy from the Yan family?"
Ms. Tong also looked behind her junior brother-in-law, and when she saw that handsome face that made people and gods angry, she first wanted to touch her forehead, but then she was shocked: "Isn't it Yaya who brought her little cotton-padded jacket?"
Young Master Yan, the grandson of the He family, is the personal bodyguard of a certain little girl. Although Young Young Master Yan and Young Master Liu are old acquaintances with Tong Sanli, the invitations were sent in the name of her and her senior brothers and sisters when inviting guests, and they were not specially given to Young Young Master Yan alone.
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It would not be surprising if he came with the He family, but instead he came with Wang Shiya. There was only one possibility - the little girl was here, so of course he had to follow closely.
Mr. Tong and several disciples were also stunned for a moment. The next moment, they stood up in unison and looked at the middle-aged couple and behind them.
After a few more glances, I also noticed clues - I could vaguely see something shiny, and then I saw Wang Shiya's blue skirt swinging open at the back.
At this time, everyone was sure that Wang Shiya must have brought her precious little cotton-padded jacket!
Ms. Tong's breathing was a little rapid and she immediately stepped out.
Master Tong had two disciples who were also with the teacher. They guessed who was coming and followed their senior sister/sister to receive him.
Mr. Tong's daughter was named Tong Yixin, and his son was named Tong Yiyi, who was known as Mr. Tong. Mr. Tong was entertaining official representatives. When he saw the Wang family's junior sisters arriving, he also apologized to several important guests and hurried to his father's side.
Wang Ziyan saw someone coming and recognized Mrs. Wang. When she saw Ms. Tong and others going to greet her, she felt something was wrong. If Mrs. Wang was just a friend of Ms. Tong, there would be no need for such enthusiasm, right?
Judging from the host's attitude, it was clear that he was receiving an honored guest.
Looking again, I saw the handsome and handsome Young Master Yan, and my heart skipped a beat. Could it be that... Le Yun is here too?
Because she was sitting far away and couldn't see behind Mrs. Wang, Wang Ziyan could only hope that she was overthinking.
When Mrs. Wang and Professor Wan Qi walked a few meters toward the hall, those sitting close to the door finally spotted the pretty girl in Hanfu following Mrs. Wang.
“Hiss—” Many people secretly gasped when they saw the delicate and pink girl wearing a wide-sleeved blue skirt.
Yan Xing walked behind Professor Wan Qi, his waist straight and straight, and the pride in his heart almost overflowed from his heart. Look, what is he wearing?
He was also wearing a vintage blue robe, with flowers scattered on the top, and the skirt-like robe was embroidered with cranes.
The clothes were given to him by the little Lolita!
Although the robe feels like a girl's skirt, which is a bit uncomfortable to wear, but take a look, do the clothes he and the little Loli wear look like couple outfits?
Rounding things off again, it means that he and the little Loli are a couple.
Young Master Yan was full of energy, his steps were particularly brisk, and his smile was particularly gentle. His appearance was more dignified and charming than his previous public image of gentleness and elegance.
His elegant, elegant and handsome appearance instantly attracted the attention of countless young women, especially those who were not sure about his identity. Their eyes were filled with heat.
As a little loser of ten thousand years, Le Yun felt that the biggest advantage was that no matter how many eyes were in front of her, she would not fall on her, so she just had to follow along.
After walking for more than ten steps, she felt countless eyes on her right side and back. She didn't panic. She gently shook the folding fan with one hand, put the other hand in her sleeves and placed it flat in front of her belly. She didn't look away, acting like a lady.
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Professor Wan Qi held his wife on his arm, looked straight ahead, and looked around with the corner of his eye. When he saw Tong Yixin coming to pick up his wife in person, he felt a little proud. Look, his wife is so charming!
Ms. Tong received her junior sister and smiled so brightly: "I've been waiting for you two. Yaya, did you bring your precious little cotton-padded jacket?"
While the senior sister was talking, she looked back. Mrs. Wang let go of Lao Wanqi's hand, turned sideways and pulled up the little darling who was hiding behind her, with a bright smile on her face: "Yes, sister Xin, look at my little darling.
Isn’t it cute? Senior sister, please don’t take advantage of me and scare my little darling, I’m in a hurry with you.”
She pulled her little cotton-padded jacket over and saw the senior sister's hand ready to move. Mrs. Wang gave her a vaccination first. Little Lele didn't like liveliness and was afraid of being poked in the face wherever she went. She finally brought the person here.
, but we can’t let senior sister scare us away.
Her senior sister, like her, was looking forward to a daughter, but she was not expecting two boys. The boy gave birth to a boy, but she was jealous of other people's soft and cute little girls.
Mrs. Wang was afraid that the senior sister would attack Xiao Lele's pink cheeks, so she stopped her first.
When she saw the little girl being pulled out, Ms. Tong's eyes were like a kilowatt bulb being lit up, blazing brightly. Then she was splashed with cold water, and her whole body was not feeling well.
She looked at the pink and tender little girl's face, which was so tender that it could squeeze out water, with a resentful look in her eyes: "Yaya, let me pinch it, just pinch it, okay?"
"No, you look like a wolf grandma when you look like this. You will scare away little Lele." Mrs. Wang was not willing to hand over her tender pink cotton-padded jacket to someone else to knead it into dough, and immediately stuffed it behind her back.
, he used himself as a shield to block him, and dragged his senior sister away.
Being caught by Mistress to show up, Le Yun only had time to look at the lady who was walking at the front. She didn't know what to call her, but she was hidden by Mistress again. She was a little confused. What is Mistress doing?
The teacher's wife took the lady and ran away. She didn't hesitate anymore and happily acted as a little follower.
Ms. Tong was even more resentful after being dragged away. She did nothing, and her junior sister guarded her like a thief. It was simply... there was no more plastic sisterhood than this.
The few people following Ms. Tong were hidden before they could see what the little girl looked like. They had no choice but to follow and greeted Professor Wanqi and Mr. Yan warmly.
Mrs. Wang dragged the senior sister all the way to the main table, and then let go of her hand. She and Lao Wanqi first presented birthday gifts, then bowed to the elders to say hello, and unanimously delivered the congratulations "I wish my uncle a long life as long as Nanshan, and may you be as blessed as the East China Sea."
"Okay, it's good that you are here." Mr. Tong was very happy to see that his nephew and her husband were as loving as ever. He took the hand of his nephew's husband and touched his head: "Our little nephew
Yaya is so beautiful. You were like this when you were sixteen or seventeen. You looked like a lady coming out of an ancient painting wearing beautiful ancient clothes. You could spin more than a dozen times every time you danced in a costume with water sleeves, as if you could fly.
It feels light and agile."
"Little uncle, my nephew is almost seventy years old and has long been unable to turn around." Even at such a young age, she was called "Xiao Yaya", which made Mrs. Wang feel shy.
In order not to be treated like a child by my junior uncle, I quickly pulled out my little cotton-padded jacket and offered my treasure: "Little junior uncle, I will bring my little cotton-padded jacket to see you."
Ms. Tong accepted the birthday gift from her junior sister and stood aside holding it.
Released by her master's wife again, Le Yun finally saw clearly the appearance of the birthday boy, Tong Lao. The old man was energetic and looked good. From a glance, he could tell that he must have a good routine and proper exercise, so he had no signs of gaining weight.
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The old man, who is in his octogenarian years, has almost completely white hair and a beard. He looks like a fairy, and he has the erudition, elegance, open-mindedness and calmness of the Confucian school.
At first glance, the old man has a kind face, and at first glance he doesn't look like a deep-seated person.
The second time I looked at my body, I saw that I was relatively healthy and had no major problems such as complicated diseases.
After sizing up the birthday star, Le Yun stuffed the fan into the inner pocket of the sleeve of the big pipa and gave her a birthday gift: "I'm glad to hear that Mr. Tong has reached the age of 10. I've taken the liberty to come to your house to gain some blessings. I wish the birthday star a prosperous sun and moon.
, Songhe Changchun.”
It was a little far away before, so when Xiao Yaya pulled the little girl out for the first time, Mr. Tong didn't see the person clearly. When Xiao Yaya pulled the person out again, he finally saw her clearly.
The little girl wears a large pipa-sleeved waist-high ruqi, and also wears a sleeveless blouse as thin as cicada wings, tied with a shawl-like cloth belt, with a jade banbu on the right and a sachet on the left.
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The little girl's hair was combed into a ring-shaped updo, with a gold and jade-embedded five-tail beaded phoenix hairpin in the front, and the ends of her hair were surrounded by some beaded flowers inlaid with gems.
The little and delicate girl is like a lotus flower in bud. She is watery, her eyes are like paint, and her pupils are like stars. She is like a little fairy child descending from the fairyland. She is pretty, charming and cute.
Mr. Tong's still bright eyes became brighter. He saw that the gift the little girl gave him was a roll and a small square box covered with red cloth. He guessed that the roll must be the word
Or draw, the small box must be for health pills or something like that.
He was overjoyed for a moment and immediately took the gift with his own hands: "It's my blessing that little girl can take time out of her busy schedule to visit my humble home. It's at your expense."
Then he called again: "Yixin, hurry up and Xiao Yaya to accompany the little girl to her seat." Then he asked cheerfully: "Little girl, I can't wait to fold the gift you gave me. Can I see it here?"
"In addition to having some knowledge of Qihuang's art, this junior is a layman in other fields. He is just a meager gift and may not be able to enter the elegant hall. If Mr. Tong doesn't dislike it, you can watch it at any time."
After Le Yun gave her birthday gift, she stood aside and felt helpless when she saw Mr. Tong holding the scroll as if he had found a treasure.
When Ms. Tong heard that her old father asked her to take care of the little girl, she was very happy. She immediately put the gift in her hand in the hands of a junior brother, took the opportunity to run to hold the little girl's hand, and then took the junior sister's hand, occupying the person first.
Mr. Tong was in a hurry to open the gift, but Yan Xing did not hesitate and presented him with his birthday gift. He bowed and said a congratulation, "May you have this day every year and this day every year." When Mr. Tong's disciples took the gift, he stepped back.
