Song Xi doesn't know how to cook, but I have to say that she is a rising star in the world. Because of her career, she has almost paranoid requirements for the shape and size of the cut objects. Saying three centimeters long and four centimeters wide is absolutely not It will be a point and a point.

Huo Jiamin stood beside Song Xi, watching her cut the fruit beautifully, and couldn't help asking sincerely, "Have you reported to any class?"

"what?"

Huo Jiamin said: "You cut too hard."

Song Xi didn't even feel it, and said with a smile: "Obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Huo Jiamin said: "If anyone marries you, it will be a blessing for eight lifetimes."

Song Xi shook her head again and again. She is a self-aware person. The point is that people who can enter the kitchen can cook. She is a typical flowery.

Yuan Bao turned his back to the two of them, listening to their conversation, the corners of his lips made a joke.

If Huo Jiamin knew who Song Xi was his wife, wouldn't he have to stare out his eyes? The key is not to be a husband and wife, it must be fate, sometimes it is sin.

Thinking about it, he turned his head and said to Huo Jiamin, "Aren't you going to bake egg tarts? Come here now and I will teach you how to do it."

Huo Jiamin immediately responded, and then said to Song Xi: "Xiaoxi, can you bring the fruits to them, I want to steal the teacher and learn art."

Song Xi smiled, "If you are busy with you, I will send it to them."

After all kinds of fruits were cut, Song Xi divided them into two plates, brought them out of the kitchen and brought them to the chess room.

Chang Jingle sat in the direction facing the door, and when Song Xi came over, he was the first to see it and looked up and said, "Tough hard work."

Both Ruan Boyan and Tong Hao looked at her, the former said: "Don't be busy, sit down and rest for a while."

Song Xi smiled and said, "It's okay. Yuan Bao and Jiamin are preparing to eat in the kitchen. I can't help much. I can only cut some fruits."

While talking, she moved two round coffee-colored chairs from the side to the mahjong table, placed a chair between every two people, and then put the fruit plate on it.

Several people at the table thanked him, including Tong Hao, except for George Sheng.

George Sheng glanced at the fruit plate and asked faintly, "Is there no pears?"

Song Xi said: "Yes."

George Sheng said: "Come here."

Song Xi subconsciously said: "You can't divide pears."

George Sheng's gaze lifted from the mahjong and fell on Song Xi's face beside him.

Song Xi said earnestly and innocently: "You can't eat pears separately. If you separate pears, it sounds bad."

Ruan Boyan curled his lips and smiled gently, "I know that when I was young, my family would tell us this."

Chang Jingle laughed and joked: "Zhi Sheng has not been a normal person since he was a child. He should give him whatever he wants to eat. No one dares to **** him."

Song Xi said, "If you want to eat, I will wash one for you."

After that, she looked at other people again, "Do you want it?"

Chang Jingle and Ruan Boyan both shook their heads, and Tong Hao said, "No need."

Song Xi turned to leave, Chang Jingle played a two-cake, and smiled meaningfully: "Tsk, don't separate..."

George Sheng didn't answer the conversation, but he couldn't help but slid through a numb in his heart, as if he had been charged by a low-voltage electric power, and his attention was instantly loosened.

Until Ruan Boyan followed up with a second cake and said: "Have you met Sheng Zhengrong in private?"

This was addressed to George Sheng, and George Sheng's feelings dissipated in a moment, and he struck out a piece of seven with no difference, and replied: "See you."

"Huh!"

Before Tong Hao had waited for a card, Chang Jingle pushed the card in front of him and counted the seven cards played by George Sheng, which happened to be a big deck.

They played northern mahjong, and one family lost money. Tong Hao drew a card, then knocked down his own card, and said regretfully: "I just drew it by myself."

Chang Jingle said with a smile: "Who made Boss Qiao be generous today, he has to stuff money into my hand, knowing that I am stubborn, he still writes out."

Ruan Boyan complained about George Sheng while giving money, "Do you owe him money?"

George Sheng said blankly: "Give him a few stomachs, he can't win the richest man."

No one knows, he was distracted just now.

Song Xi came in from outside, holding a big yellow pear in her fair hand, walked to George Sheng and handed it to him.

The mahjong machine was automatically shuffling the cards, and the others were all right to watch the excitement. Chang Jingle smiled and said, "It seems that this pear is really not a good sign. He just mentioned it and immediately lost a big one."

Song Xi hadn't waited to answer, only to hear George Sheng say: "Let it go here."

Song Xi put the pears on the side of the fruit plate, Ruan Boyan asked, "Do you know how to play cards?"

Song Xi answered, "Yes, but I haven't played for a long time, I guess I almost forgot about it."

Chang Jingle said, "You also play Yecheng Mahjong, right?"

"Ok."

Chang Jingle stood up and said, "You come and play some."

Song Xi immediately said, "No need..."

"I'm going to the bathroom, you play for me."

Song Xi drove the ducks to the shelves temporarily and sat opposite George Sheng. After the mahjong was washed, Ruan Boyan said, "You can try to play this game. If you can't remember, please feel free to ask."

Song Xi answered, "Okay."

Before Song Xi was a teenager and officially joined Xiehe, he spent almost every weekend with Gu Dongxu and Han Chunmeng and a good friend playing cards. Later, she worked, and another good friend couldn’t wait to get married just after graduating from university. With her husband going abroad, the four-person brand combination has become a three missing one.

Gu Dongxu had many friends, some of whom also knew Song Xi, but Song Xi was always reluctant to accept newcomers, and the hospital was too busy, so playing cards as a pastime was unknowingly let go.

The last time I touched Mahjong, it should be two or three years ago, Shen Zhaoyi filled the vacancy.

Thinking of Shen Zhaoyi, Song Xi immediately forced herself to skip, her eyes fell on the poker table, her expression was focused, even with some serious tension.

Upon seeing this, Ruan Boyan smiled and said, "It's okay, you relax."

Song Xi also smiled and said, "I'm afraid of making peace and delaying your time."

George Sheng, who was at the table, suddenly said, "You will lose money if you swindle. Anyway, it's not your money."

Song Xi quickly raised his eyes and glanced at him, not knowing how to answer the conversation.

Chang Jingle said that he went to the bathroom and didn't know if he fell into the toilet. Song Xi was not willing to lose money to him. So he showed the attitude of the research, concentrates on his calculations, and strives to achieve full marks.

Tong Hao saw that what Song Xi had typed were all slivers and pancakes. It was not difficult to guess the 4D with her hand. He tentatively hit 30,000, and Song Xi took it. After the next round, he hit another 80,000. , Song Xi's stretched back was finally loosened, and he pushed his card to make him humiliated.

When the three families paid out, Song Xi whispered, "Where is Chang Jingle?"

Ruan Boyan said: "Leave him alone, I guess I will call my girlfriend."

Song Xi said, "Why didn't he bring his girlfriend?"

Ruan Boyan replied with a smile but a smile: "We never saw his girlfriend, and we changed people before we remembered her name. He knew it himself, so when we have a wife, we will bring him to get to know him."

When it comes to the word wife, both Song Xi and George Sheng have guilty consciences. The former is a little restless, while the latter is habitually unchanging. It's just the tension in the heart, I know.