"Mom, can you please stop talking? Are your eyes hard to use? My son would have been crying from hunger before you saw him?"
At this moment, Song Shimei's daughter Ma Qingli was very dissatisfied.
Song Shimei said quickly: "Yes, my grandson is hungry. Take us to eat quickly."
Jiang Li smiled and said: "Qingge has booked a hotel for you a long time ago, let's go there now."
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go." Ma Qingli looked at Jiang Li dissatisfied.
Jiang Li smiled coquettishly, and Song Shiming each took the initiative to carry two large bags for them, saluted them, and led them forward.
They didn't know what was in their luggage bags. They were very heavy and Jiang Li and Song Shiming struggled to carry them.
But in Song Shimei's family, except for Ma Liangcai and Song Shimei, who each carried two small bags, everyone else was empty-handed.
Especially Song Shimei's son and son-in-law, two grown men who were empty-handed and didn't seem to feel embarrassed at all.
"Where is the car? Why is it so far away? You want to exhaust me to death." Ma Qingli complained very unhappy.
Jiang Li pointed to Song Qingge's Mercedes-Benz in front and said, "The car is right in front and will be here soon."
"Which car?" Song Shimei asked curiously.
Jiang Li pointed at the Mercedes-Benz, with a trace of pride on her face: "These are these two black Mercedes-Benz, they are Qingge's cars."
Seeing the Mercedes-Benz, Song Shimei's family members all had envy in their eyes. But in addition to envy, there was also jealousy in their eyes.
"Hey, the new Mercedes-Benz E, it should cost more than 400,000 yuan, right?" Ma Wenchao showed that he knew a lot about cars and patted the car's butt.
Song Qingge said: "This is the best match. It will cost more than 600,000 yuan when it's all done."
Ma Wenchao suddenly blushed and cleared his throat, "Only people with weak brains would spend more than 600,000 yuan to buy a Mercedes-Benz E."
Song Qingge didn't want to pay attention to him, walked over, opened the car door, and got in.
Now, she just wants to settle down the family and then go about her own business.
"Come on, come on, everyone, get in the car quickly." Song Shiming said to Song Shimei's family.
But Ma Qingli frowned and said, "It's just one car. How can we sit there with so many of us?"
Song Shiming smiled and said: "I'll find you another taxi. Two cars are enough."
Ma Qingli snorted unhappily: "The taxi is so dirty, who can take it? Hey, what's going on with your family? We came all the way from Shanghai, and this is how you treat guests?"
Song Shimei and his wife were also quite dissatisfied.
"Jiang Li, don't you welcome our family over?"
Jiang Li quickly smiled and said: "No way, you are thinking too much."
"Then why did you only bring one car here? What does this mean?" Ma Liangcai said unhappily.
Song Shiming and Jiang Li looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
Yesterday, when Song Shimei called them, she didn't make it clear how many people were coming.
Jiang Li was okay with her son-in-law, but she couldn't get angry with outsiders even if she was angry.
After thinking about it, Jiang Li quickly said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Qingli, don't be angry, don't be angry, it's because my uncle and aunt didn't think well. Just wait a minute, I'll ask Qingge to arrange another car for you."
Ma Qingli snorted: "Hurry up, don't starve my baby!"
After saying that, she held her child and got into the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz.
"Husband, you come in, too." Ma Qingli pulled her husband in as well.
Jiang Li quickly called Song Qingge out of the car: "Qingge, think of a way quickly and find a car."
Ma Wenchao on the side said: "Remember, I won't ride in a car with less than 500,000 yuan. The company assigned me a Mercedes-Benz S with more than 1 million yuan."