With a smile on his face and a hint of autumn in his eyes, he slowly moved towards Smith.
Smith was startled.
"What do you mean, what happened to these rough stones of mine? Is there any problem?" Thinking this, Smith was full of doubts, and looked solemnly at the piles of large and small stones.
In fact, only she knew what Song Jishi meant when she said these words.
Delay time, confuse opponents, and create opportunities.
While she was talking, she was accumulating the ancient spiritual power in her body, preparing to strike first and capture the thief before the king.
Defeat the enemy with one move and seize the opportunity.
"It's all stones!"
Just when Song Jishi felt that the distance was right and the time was right, and he was about to make his move, a cordial and familiar voice came clearly into his heart.
It’s Cheng Yu!
When he heard Cheng Yu's voice, Song Jishi was overjoyed.
Meng Qinghui, who was already filled with murderous intent, saw the change in Song Jishi's face and simply put away his fighting spirit. He folded his arms again and maintained an attitude of watching the excitement.
"They are all stones." Song Jishi repeated Cheng Yu's message, and his expression gradually returned to a calm state.
"What? Why? Stone!"
Smith could no longer remain calm and looked at Song Jishi in surprise.
Song Jishi nodded with certainty at this time, "Yes, yes, that's right, stones are all stones."
She didn't care what this meant to Smith or what it had to do with herself.
Song Jishi even spread his arms exaggeratedly, making an expression of regret, powerlessness, and helplessness.
"All stone? All stone?"
Smith roared, almost hysterically translating for himself.
Just when everyone was looking at each other, wondering what was going on, a cuckold worker ran in panting and said in a long voice, "Report------"
When the visitor saw the angry expression on Smith's face, he suddenly became frightened and became incoherent.
"Outside, outside, outside, there is a child outside, Miss Song, he, she, he, come in..."
In anger, Smith kicked him, "FUCK, Stupid, fuck you, what did you say?"
Just as they were entangled inside, a young man, with an upturned corner of his mouth, ran into the courtyard gate, shouting loudly as he ran, "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law!"
"Uncle Meng!"
The young man running in found Meng Qinghui, his eyes flashed brightly, and he immediately turned and pounced on Meng Qinghui.
Smith was a little confused by this unexpected situation, and shouted angrily, "Who is it? Come on, come on! Come on..."
"Ouch, my nephew, my nephew..." Song Jushi quickly explained and raised his hands to block him.
Hu Qiuzhi looked at Joan Booth, "Qiong?"
When Qiongbusi saw Cheng Yu, he stuck out his tongue in horror, "Ghost!"
Smith's attitude changed quickly and he immediately changed to a smiling face, "It turns out he is Ms. Song's nephew, welcome! Hello, young man!"
As he spoke, Smith opened his arms and was about to hug this young uninvited guest.
At this time, Cheng Yu had already broken free from Meng Qinghui's arms.
To be honest, although at this age, such performance is more consistent with his age and identity.
However, Cheng Yu, who has an adult heart, is no longer used to this kind of affectionate hugging.
So, when Smith hugged him, he made a mysterious turn and easily slid behind Song Jushi, "Sister-in-law, why don't you take me with you when you come out to play?"
Song Jishi did not answer Cheng Yu's coquettish complaint, but smiled apologetically at the embarrassed Smith, "Mr. Smith, I'm really sorry, the child is naughty and ignorant, making you laugh!"
Smith was a little dazed by Cheng Yu's figure floating around.
When Song Jishi said this, he came back to his senses, "This young man is very active, and he is a smart kid at first glance! Great, GOOD!"
Fearing what Song Jishi had just said, Smith actually learned to compliment.
"My nephew has been smart since he was a child and likes to follow me, but he is a little naughty. His name is Cheng Yu!"
Song Jishi took the opportunity to introduce Smith.
"OK! Hello!"
Smith greeted Cheng Yu warmly and immediately turned around
Xiang Song Jishi said, "Miss Song, just now you said that these are all stones? Are you sure?"
Back again to the issue of a pile of rough stones in the courtyard.
Cheng Yu took Song Jishi's left arm and leaned against her sister-in-law.
Song Jishi's face was full of confidence. She nodded to Smith again, "Mr. Smith, yes, I'm sure these are all stones!"
"FUCK, My god." Smith cursed in great annoyance, and immediately asked unwillingly, "Isn't there a piece of jade?"
"How is that possible! Day!"
Someone in the crowd murmured something in a low voice.
To Smith's ears, it was very useful.
It seemed that not only did he not believe Song Jishi's judgment, but most of the people present would choose not to believe it.
"You can tell if there is jade or not by cutting it open!" This time it was Hu Qiuzhi who spoke. It must be said that he was very excited about this occasion and this situation.
The opportunity has come. It’s hard for gods to break through jade. If you don’t even look at the rough stones in this courtyard, you just deny them. Who do you think you are?
Hu Qiuzhi thought about this and couldn't help but glance at Song Jushi with his eyes.
As he watched, he couldn't help but have an evil thought in his heart. This woman is really exciting. If...
Hu Qiuzhi's idea is the most effective and is in line with the way people of M country do things.
Smith suddenly regained his energy and waved his hand, "Come on, cut it!"
Hu Qiuzhi became even more excited when his idea was taken seriously. He shouted loudly, "Come here, everyone, cut it, cut it. I am the first to not believe it. You can't cut out a piece of jade, cut it!"
The last word "cut" was spoken softly by Hu Qiuzhi, sounding like he was dissatisfied with Song Ji's poems and full of confidence in his own judgment.
Song Jishi shook his head, put his arms around Cheng Yu's neck, turned around with a smile, "Come on, Cheng Yu, let's go inside and talk!"
Good words can't persuade a damned person to die.
Since these cuckolds are keen on taking off their pants and farting and don't mind the trouble, let them do it.
Everyone's attention was focused on the rough stones in the courtyard, and they no longer paid attention to Song Jishi and the others.
Meng Qinghui followed the two of them and entered the guest room prepared by Smith for Song Jishi.
"You kid! You're finally here!"
After entering the door, Meng Qinghui first punched Cheng Yu on the shoulder.
"Hehe!" Cheng Yu chuckled, "Uncle Meng, what's the progress?"
Meng Qinghui did not answer Cheng Yu's question directly, but asked another question, "How about meeting your father? Uncle Meng didn't lie to you!"
"How did you know?"
Cheng Yu showed a look of surprise at Meng Qinghui's accurate judgment. His meeting with Cheng Jianguo should have been a very secretive matter.
Could it be that his father had sent a message to Team Meng in advance? Regarding this speculation, Cheng Yu directly shook his head and denied it.