Chapter 712 Dislike each other!

  Yan Shiqi looked at Mrs. Song with an inquiring look, and smiled slightly. Just as he was about to speak, it happened that someone knocked on the door of the living room.

   Immediately after Uncle Zheng showed up at the door with Wen Cheng, "Master, Mrs. Song, Miss Orange is here!"

  Wen Cheng appeared in time, and Mrs. Song's eyes were also attracted by her, but she did not ask Shi Qi about her marriage.

  Old man Duanmu'e waved at Wen Cheng, and introduced with a hearty laugh: "Come on, Cheng Cheng, I will introduce you. This is the iron lady of the Song family who used to be my grandfather. Do you still have an impression?

  It was during the war years, she sold the textile factory and bought us the first combat aircraft heroine! "

  These words are sonorous and powerful.

  Even though the baptism of time has gone through the tragic years, the old man Duanmu’e talked about this, still full of admiration for Mrs. Song.

  Being able to lend a helping hand in the age of crisis and chaos in the country, it is another female stream, this kind of mindset is indeed not a high level that ordinary people can reach.

  Even Yan Shiqi couldn't help casting her admiring glances at her.

  No matter what Song Qiyu is, this elderly man is indeed respected.

At this meeting, Duanmu Er said loudly, Wen Cheng immediately bent slightly towards her, "Mrs. Song, hello, this is Wen Cheng. I have heard my grandfather talk about your deeds a long time ago, and the old lady won’t let her behave, indeed. She is a heroine."

  Wen Cheng’s polite remarks were polite and calm, even if she really didn’t remember that grandpa told her about this person.

  Mrs. Song laughed, and waved her hand gently, "Don't listen to your grandpa putting a high hat on me, it's not so exaggerated. Duanmu brother, you're damaging me.

  On heroes, you are the founding generals who went to battle to kill the enemy. At most, I am a stinky businessman. "

  Her self-playing attitude has made the atmosphere in the living room much more harmonious.

  And the old lady Song didn't mention the old thing again. She chatted with Duanmu'er again. Seeing that it was almost time for the opening of the banquet, the group left the living room.

  The old lady Song's seat was arranged at the main table in the middle of the banquet hall. When Song Qiyu helped her return, everyone at the table stood up and greeted her respectfully, "Old lady, look up for a long time."

   "Mrs. Song, sit down here!"

  This scene was also seen by Yan Shiqi and Wen Cheng.

  Quancheng's Iron Lady can be regarded as a guest of honor by the Duanmu family, and her status is indeed lofty enough.

  As soon as the two of them were seated at the main table, Duanmu Lanya and Wen Jinghong on the opposite side looked at them. Although they did not speak, their eyes were very complicated.

  At the main table today, the Duanmu family and the Wen family were seated, but the Wen Jingru family was not present.

  Old Mr. Wen Chongli was sitting beside Duanmu'e, and the atmosphere between the two old men was very delicate.

  Probably, it’s not pleasing to the eyes of each other and tired of seeing each other.

  Shuxiang Family House can't understand the Duanmu family's decisive style of killing and cutting.

  After the door is closed, the sour Wen family style is also unattractive.

  The two old men sat side by side in the main seat, but they drank tea to themselves. After the occasional eye contact, they both turned their heads away and snorted coldly.

  Wen Chongli's head turning movement happened to see Yan Shiqi and Wen Cheng.

  He paused slightly, and his eyebrows were dyed with a kindly pleasing color, "Children, grandpa has been busy dealing with housework during this time, and he has not had time to see you. How are you, how are you?"

  Yan Shiqi and Wen Cheng nodded at the same time, "Very good."

  (End of this chapter)