Harvard University, doctoral student, American Chinatown Chinese, these are enough to make people feel superior after hearing this, especially when compared with Xiao Chen, who is just like a country bumpkin who just came out of a mountain village. No matter what aspect He Feiheng is,
It's much higher.
After hearing this, Mr. Tang's expression was still the same, and so was Xiao Chen, but he seemed to be complimenting and said: "It turns out that Mr. Zhou is a top student at Harvard University. He is really amazing!"
This is of course, at least in the eyes of Xue Fengming and He Feiheng, Xiao Chen, a person who has never even gone to elementary school, may not be able to catch up.
However, how powerful this He Feiheng is, how powerful he is, has something to do with him Xiao Chen. Now that he complimented the other party like that, He Feiheng didn't show a very proud look on his face, but Xiao Chen could tell from the arrogance shown by the other party.
Come out, the other party only has this little potential.
Tang Bing had just changed her shoes and came down from upstairs. She happened to hear her mother and Xiao Chen talking there. She didn't know if what Xiao Chen said was ironic? However, judging from the current feeling, this tall and distinguished young Chinese
, compared with Xiao Chen, it seems far behind.
"Grandpa, I'm going to buy groceries." Tang Bing said.
There were three more people in the family suddenly, so Tang Bing definitely had to buy more groceries. However, Tang Bing asked for leave in the afternoon, so he had plenty of time.
When Tang Bing was about to get the vegetable basket to buy groceries, Xiao Chen followed him.
Originally, He Feiheng wanted to express himself in front of Tang Bing, but the problem was that it was the first time he met him, and Tang Bing was not too cold towards him. If he showed too much enthusiasm, he might be disgusted by Tang Bing.
After all, a top student like him has some exposure to psychology.
He felt that Tang Bing was cold on the surface, but in fact, he was very hot inside. He felt that as long as he truly got in touch with Tang Bing's heart, He Feiheng would be able to win over him.
When Xiao Chen followed Tang Bing out, leaving the Tang's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic, Tang Bing asked: "Don't you want to chat with my parents?"
"Sister Tang Bing, to be honest with you, I don't like your mother's personality very much." Although the two of them had just met not long ago, Xiao Chen could already tell what kind of personality Xue Fengming had.
"Why?" Tang Bing looked back at him and asked.
"You know better than me!"
"Haha, I really don't know." Tang Bing said coldly.
The two of them came to the nearby vegetable market. Now that they wanted to cook for six people, they had to buy at least eight vegetables and two soups.
Xiao Chen was helping to hold it next to him, while Tang Bing was picking out the dishes from time to time.
Of course, this is just lunch. As for tonight's birthday dinner, Tang Bing doesn't know whether he will eat it at home or out.
After buying eight meat dishes and two soups, I went back to Tang's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.
When the two of them left just now, He Feiheng, Tang Jin, and Xue Fengming kept chatting and laughing. Mr. Tang only said a few words occasionally. Speaking of which, Mr. Tang didn't like the boastful top student He Feiheng. He felt that he was not down to earth.
The things they talk about are not too profound, but they always like to show off and express their feelings.
Whether a person is powerful or not is not something he or she says or expresses on his own, but is something others can see.
Although He Feiheng didn't behave that way obviously, it was clear from the exchange that he had a contemptuous attitude towards domestic and even domestic Chinese medicine, even if the other party's family was related to Chinese medicine. However, now,
The other party studied Western medicine and brain medicine.
Seeing Xiao Chen and Tang Bing coming back from shopping, He Feiheng immediately acted like a very gentleman. He stood up and was about to take the meat and vegetables she brought back from Tang Bing. Tang Bing ignored him and turned directly to the kitchen.
, He Feiheng also wanted to smile awkwardly.
When He Feiheng saw Xiao Chen following Tang Bing in, he still didn't pay attention to this country bumpkin who was dressed without any taste.
Of course, Mr. Tang did not introduce Xiao Chen just now. Otherwise, Xue Fengming and He Feiheng would not look at Xiao Chen that way.
"Sister Tang Bing, do you want me to help you?" Normally, Tang Bing doesn't need Xiao Chen to go into the kitchen, but today she is cooking for six people, so Xiao Chen doesn't have much to help.
say what.
Xiao Chen was in Xiaojiacun, studying medicine with his master and his wife. He also learned how to be a good person and do things. As for cooking skills, he was not a problem. He usually helped his wife prepare many meals.
Now with Xiao Chen's help, Tang Bing found that cooking was really fast today.
Tang Bing cooked the vegetables himself, but Xiao Chen helped with all the washing and chopping. Judging from Xiao Chen's cutting skills, Xiao Chen knew how to do this.
This made Tang Bing look at Xiao Chen with admiration. At least when he knew that Xiao Chen had good medical skills, a grown man could actually cook.
Tang Bing cooked the vegetables, and Xiao Chen helped bring them to the dining table in the courtyard. A total of eight vegetables and two soups were cooked. When they were all brought out, Xue Fengming said: "These should be made by Tang Bing."
He Feiheng immediately said: "Auntie, there are really not many girls who can cook now, let alone those who can cook delicious food, even less."
There is no doubt that He Feiheng is becoming more and more satisfied with Tang Bing. When Tang Bing came out of the kitchen, her expression was still the same when she heard it, and she couldn't help but feel a little disgusted. She didn't even know who this pretty boy was. He always liked to say good things in front of her parents.
Same.
When everyone washed their hands and sat down, Xiao Chen sat next to Mr. Tang, and Tang Bing sat next to Mr. Tang. Originally, He Feiheng wanted to sit next to Tang Bing, and when Xue Fengming gave him the opportunity, he didn't expect that Tang Bing was disgusted to see it.
After a quick glance, He Feiheng could only sit down next to Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen was sweating a lot when he was working in the kitchen, but he didn't feel anything. At least he felt that his contribution was included in these meals.
"Everyone eat slowly, you're welcome, just act like your own family," said Mr. Tang. Although he was a guest, although he didn't really like the tall Chinese He Feiheng, Mr. Tang still greeted him warmly.
The six of them chatted while eating, but Tang Bing remained silent. Although He Feiheng's eyes were wearing those gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes under those glasses were always peeking at Tang Bing who was sitting opposite.
Xiao Chen was picking up vegetables for himself as usual. He was the fastest and first to eat. He had just sweated too much and was going to take a shower and rest after lunch.
After Xiao Chen left first, Xue Fengming asked: "Tang Bing, today is your birthday. Where are you going to play in the afternoon and tonight? How do you want to celebrate?"
"Mom, just say whatever you want." Tang Bing had already thought about it before. He originally wanted to celebrate his birthday alone with his grandfather. Unexpectedly, now there was not only Xiao Chen, but his parents also brought a young Chinese back from the United States.
"Tang Bing, how can this be done? Birthdays come once a year, so they must be grander. Should we celebrate at home or go out and book a hotel to celebrate? After all, we have come back from the United States all the way." He Feiheng said.
He didn't expect Tang Bing to be so low-key and just want to celebrate his birthday like that. What's the point of that? Of course, he would definitely like a girl like Tang Bing who lives at home. If he just spends his birthday quietly at home, he will definitely not be able to perform well.