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Chapter 420 The worldly atmosphere (98)



Chapter 420 The worldly atmosphere (98)

"Look at you, why are you so angry? Anger is harmful to your health. We old bones have to stand guard for the last time before training a successor. We can't fall down."

Professor Cheng started to be sentimental, "I am not just cherishing his talent. Xiao Song is a natural for our information department. He has only been here for a short time, and the network signal, chips, and batteries have been solved one after another. Now is the critical moment for mobile phone research and development. What's wrong with us awarding him a doctorate degree and helping him arrange a house? These are all good intentions. How can it be considered stealing students?"

How can you say that scholars are being robbed? This is a pity for talent! It's pedantic!

"Since ancient times, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. In the field of mobile phones, our Guo Jia is still being strangled by Guowai. Xiao Song has filled this gap. I dare not say anything else, but we fully agree that all the saved funds will be transferred to your research institute."

Professor Gao said, "Pooh!" It's not just to fill the gap in your information department. They can't do without Xiao Song in this area. "You are trying to win people's hearts. Our physics department will apply for this house."

The principal was so annoyed by the quarrel between the two that he said, "Alright, I'll give you the house in the name of the school!"

Whenever this couple makes a noise, it's a big one. He is in pain and happy at the same time, and recently he has been arguing with people from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Suddenly, a fire broke out in the backyard.

But no matter which department, as long as the person is from their school, it's fine. For the rest, let them fight for it themselves. If he were to ask him, he could definitely take both into account.

So, Yun Tinglan and Song Jinhan received another bunch of keys.

There was a block of two-story Western-style buildings on the campus of Beijing University, and the house they were assigned was here. In terms of seniority and professional title, they were far from being assigned a house, and the people living here were all professors, and they were all senior professors who had made great contributions.

But in terms of contribution, they and their spouse are definitely qualified.

In order to retain talent, the principal personally delivered the keys to us and said we could move in anytime with our luggage, "so it will be convenient for you to do research."

It’s almost like saying it directly: you should just move in as soon as possible and stop wasting time going back and forth.

That's not possible. The two of them can't bear to leave their daughter. Even if they just come back to hug and play with her for a while, they can see her every day. It would be difficult to see their daughter if she really had to eat and live in school.

It’s not that the two of them haven’t thought about bringing the child with them, but they have to convince the two old ladies first, otherwise taking the child away would be like plucking their hearts.

Let's all move in. Compared with the courtyard house, the small Western-style building is too small and it will definitely not be comfortable to live here.

The only good thing is that the small building has heating, which is turned on as soon as winter comes. It is okay for the little ones to wear a thin shirt and run around barefoot indoors.

There is also an amusement park next to it, which was designed by a professor of art from Kyoto University. It is both interesting and beautiful. The little girl became obsessed with it after going there once, and happily decided to live here.

The little ancestor is coming, and naturally Old Lady Song and Grandma Shen will have to come along. The two rooms on the first floor need to be modified. Regardless of other things, a separate bathroom is a must.

A few years ago, the family finally moved in.

Then the question is, where can we have a Chinese New Year reunion?

There are dozens of people in the Song family. As more and more children are added, the houses in the military compound are gradually becoming too small to accommodate them, let alone this two-story building.

It doesn’t feel small at normal times, but if it really has to accommodate more than 30 people, even if they are just standing in the living room, I feel suffocated just thinking about the scene, let alone a dinner party.

Uncle Song and his wife meant that they would still spend the New Year in the military compound. The old man had moved out, but his rank had been raised and the house was still theirs.

But the little girl doesn't like to go there because there is no one to play with.

Don't think she's young and easy to fool. Why don't you try to coax her with the method you used to coax Song Jing's son Yuanbao?

The fat guy came to visit a few days ago and brought fried chicken and Coke. The little girl stared at him enviously.

As soon as this thing was introduced into China, Yun Tinglan guided Ms. Qi to open a dessert shop. Cakes, milk tea, cola, fried chicken, and beer were all standard items, and business was booming.

The little girl was greedy and loved to eat it, so the old people in the family gave it to her secretly.

Yun Tinglan had no choice but to educate the elders in the family about the harm of this fried fast food to children.

After that, they began to restrict the little girl's eating of fried chicken to once a week as the limit.

Suddenly, she saw someone coming over with fried chicken and Coke. The little girl drooled with greed and approached him in a familiar manner, "Uncle, do you want fried chicken?"

The fat man teased her, "Eat."

The little girl pursed her lips and rolled her eyes, "Then let's play a game?"

"Come on." The fat man was full of pride. He had suffered many setbacks from the child's father, and now he was trying to get back at his daughter. He didn't feel embarrassed at all about bullying the weak.

"Compare hand speed and grab things." This is the rule. The little girl put a small orange on the table.

This is easy. The fat man rolled up his sleeves confidently and asked, "Count to three, right?"

Yeah, Xixi nodded: "I won, let's eat fried chicken."

"No problem. If you lose, uncle will buy you one every day. If you lose, let your dad bark like a dog."

Song Jinhan paused while flipping through the newspaper and sneered, "You deserve to be cheated."

Xixi nodded cutely, then looked at the fat man and asked, "Uncle, how many do you want to count to?"

"Hey, little girl, your memory is not very good. Didn't I say count to three? Let's..."

Before she could finish her words, Xixi had already grabbed the orange and blinked her eyes, emphasizing very seriously: "Three." She did not violate any rules.

Fatty: "..."

"Hahaha..." He laughed so mercilessly, thinking of no one else except the tigress in Fatty's family. Li Kangmei was holding a dozen beers in her left hand and a bag of food in her right hand, laughing so hard that she fell backwards.

The fat man was sure that this was his ninth brother's seed, all filled with sesame seeds and pitch black.

Even though the little girl doesn't speak clearly, she knows what's going on in her mind and you can't try to coax her away easily.

Coupled with Mrs. Song's changeable face, the girl was even less willing to go, and even Aunt Song's attempts to lure her with gifts didn't work.

So it became fashionable to hold the banquet at a restaurant. Everyone knew it was Yun Tinglan's business, so there was no inconvenience.

Except for Mrs. Song and Aunt Song who were muttering, "He has quite a business mind." They didn't even let go of this little bit of money.

Aunt Song was upset. "The banquet was arranged by Xiaojiu's family. No one paid her a penny. If you want to go, just keep silent and be mute."

He spoils the fun every year. It's not just that he's lack of vision, it's pure stupidity. He curses the matchmaker in his heart.

The old lady loves that girl so much, I wonder how much she gives her in private? It's just a banquet, and it's her family's restaurant, how much can she spend?

Mrs. Song didn't say anything, but the expression on her face showed it clearly.

Aunt Song just felt tired. The Zhao family members were all good people, so why did her granddaughter have such a temper, and she became more and more left-wing in the past two years.

This is how she complained to Aunt Song.

Fourth Aunt Song had a hard time describing her niece's wife. Originally, she had no requirements for her daughter-in-law, as long as her son liked her. But Sister-in-law Song sounded the alarm for her.

Now every time they meet, she has to give her two sons some advice. She doesn't care about her daughter-in-law's family background, but she must have a good temper. Someone like Mrs. Song is definitely not acceptable.

But everyone still advocated reconciliation rather than separation, so Fourth Aunt Song advised: "Perhaps she is too anxious because her sisters-in-law have children and she is left-handed, which is also possible."


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