The first thousand and nine chapters are born with a good face!
Seeing Ding Xiping, Song Sanxi was a little surprised.
A good aspect of this life.
The heaven is full, the earth pavilion is round, the eyebrows are thick and the eyes are bright, the dragon looks like the tiger's bones.
It seems that he is slightly overweight, but his body is pure and upright, he is as calm as a mountain, and he shows an extraordinary bearing.
The descendants of Patriarch Ding have a lot of genetics in their body shape and demeanor, and they look quite aristocratic.
At a glance, you can see that both the spirit and the shape are the legacy of our ancestors.
This Ding Xiping is the grandson of the second son of Patriarch Ding, the nephew of Uncle Ding, and the same generation as Ding Yun.
Of course, Uncle Ding has always admired his cousin and was optimistic about his future.
Godfather Xi, who is quite proficient in Feng Shui metaphysics, couldn’t help but secretly praise:
What a royal appearance!
Compared with the peaceful and mellow character of the country's leader, Mr. Xie Yuan, Ding Xiping seems to be younger and a little more sharp.
But everything seems to be fine.
As time goes by, Ding Xiping's future is limitless.
But now, he is already a big boss in Minzhou Province, where the important southern town of Fucheng is located, and is known as the King of Minzhou.
From now on, if we have the driving force of the Ding family, we will rise to great heights. How can we not achieve great success?
But Ding Xiping's daughter, Ding Jing, shows a somewhat different genetic aura.
This is not inherited from our ancestors. He is not as tall and fit as Ding Yun.
On the contrary, she may have more inheritance from her maternal line. She is 1.65 meters tall, neither tall nor short, and her body proportions are extremely coordinated.
She has short, shoulder-length hair that is smooth and shiny.
Xiaojia's jade-like face exuded a hint of simplicity and elegance.
Under the light blue windbreaker, her figure is undulating and exquisite, not too big, not too small, just right.
At that time, I was only 24 years old, and this year happened to be my birth year!
She is elegant in manners, not as grand and noble as Ding Yun, but has a pure and beautiful attitude of an amateur, with a hint of human fireworks, and good approachability.
It's just that her speaking voice was a little hoarse.
When Song Sanxi met his father and daughter, he was naturally polite and polite.
The impression left by the father and daughter on Song Sanxi was naturally not bad.
Song Sanxi also learned that Ding Jing was quite capable. He was actually a reporter for the Yanzhou State Television Station, and he often went to locations and places where wars raged, and even conducted interviews.
Her language skills are also quite good and she is proficient in sixteen languages, which is quite outstanding.
It is really unimaginable that such a frail and delicate woman can be so professional.
In his free time, he can also act as his father's translator.
After all, Minzhou Province is a developed area and has frequent foreign exchanges.
It is normal to have guests from outside come to visit and study.
Uncle Ding also joked: "Jingjing, in terms of seniority, Xiao Song and your Aunt Yun are the same generation as your father. Your dad has to call Xiao Song little brother, and you have to call him little uncle Song."
Yeah, haha..."
The father and daughter looked at each other and smiled, and when they were about to speak, Song Sanxi already said: "Uncle Ding, there is no need to say this. Xiao Song is a commoner, and now he is considered a half martial artist. When he sees Mr. Ding, he has to scream
Boss, when you see Miss Ding Jing, you can feel free to call me “little sister!”
Ding Xiping said humbly: "General Song is humble. Today we are in Beixiang Palace, which is the place where the essence of traditional culture is embodied. Let us also respect the tradition! I call you little brother, please agree."
"Hey! Okay! I agreed, I agreed..."
Song Sanxi immediately nodded and responded with a smile.
Everyone at the scene laughed and the atmosphere was very relaxed.
Xie Yuan smiled and said: "Everyone is here. My family is doing charity activities in other places, so they can't be there. It would be rude. Fortunately, Zelong and his daughter-in-law Ding Yun are here, so they will accompany them. Come on, everyone takes a seat.
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So, everyone sat down at the round table in the magnificent banquet hall.
This is a table for eight people, neither big nor small, a luxurious mahogany table with a very traditional and cultural atmosphere.
Everyone sat down in order of priority.
However, when we sat down and the cold dishes started to leave, Song Sanxi started to talk.
He looked at Ding Jing, smiled and said, "Is Ding Jing's throat uncomfortable?"
Ding Jing smiled, with a very clear smile, "Yes, I have an occupational disease. I have small polyps in my throat, but I am taking medicine to treat it."
Song Sanxi nodded, "Take Western medicine and Chinese medicine?"
"Let's take western medicine. Come as soon as possible. I need it for work."
Xie Zelong smiled and said: "Ding Jing, Mr. Song is a master of traditional Chinese medicine. Why don't you try to prepare some traditional Chinese medicine for you?"
Ding Jing smiled: "Really? Doesn't Chinese medicine take longer?"
Song Sanxi said: "This still needs to be heard and heard carefully, and the specific situation will be dealt with in detail. Let's look back after dinner?"
Ding Jing also happily agreed.
This dinner should be as high-end as possible, so that the guests and hosts can enjoy themselves.
Song Sanxi also drank some wine appropriately and was not greedy.
Everyone is very well-educated, they don’t drink too much, they just eat and drink, deepen their understanding and impression, and chat about everyday things.
The big guys also kept silent about introducing Ding Jing to Song Sanxi.
Song Sanxi just had a very good impression of Ding Jing.
For a woman who comes from this kind of family, she doesn't have that arrogant air about her. She is quite easy-going, fresh, natural, and down-to-earth.
Like Ding Yun, really, most men can feel her aura when they see her - this is not something that ordinary men can control.
Of course, who knows whether Song Sanxi can control it or not?
The godfather is reborn in the world, and he feels that he can control anything. Stay steady, don’t be too afraid of anything, right?
At the dinner table, except for Song Sanxi who didn't know whether to introduce Ding Jing to him, or to betrothed to him, everyone else knew about it, even Ding Jing himself knew about it.
However, Song Sanxi was kept in the dark and no one else mentioned a word.
It's mainly Uncle Ding who feels that fate is something that can only be met by chance.
There is no need to point it out, let them cultivate and develop on their own, and the feelings that come out of this will be reliable.
On this point, Ding Xiping's steps are consistent with his uncle's.
Of course, after a meal, from the bottom of my heart, Minzhou Wang Ding Xiping had heard about Song Sanxi for a long time, and he quite recognized what he had seen.
As for daughter Ding Jing, it seems that she and Song Sanxi have some topics of conversation and speculation.
After the meal, everyone gathered in the tea room of Beixiang Palace, brewed top-quality tea, relieved themselves, and continued chatting.
However, Song Sanxi also took this opportunity to diagnose Ding Jing.
Everyone also had a chance to see his medical talent.
After all, the current market of Zhongxi Medicine exceeds one trillion yuan. Although it has not been listed on the market, doesn't the main product development have to bear the name of Song Sanxi?
Song Sanxi checked Ding Jing's pulse with both hands.
His expression was focused, very much like that.
This gentle wrist feels very good.
After checking his pulse, Song Sanxi smiled lightly and said, "Ding Jing, when did you feel that your condition was serious and that you needed to take medicine?"
Ding Jing thought for a while and said: "Probably it was after I accompanied my father to visit Risang last time and came back! At that time, I had a bad cold and stayed in the hospital for a few days. In total, this has dragged on for more than a month.
It’s been a month…”
Ding Xiping nodded, "Yes, you are so old, and you still have a high fever, which scared me."
Song Sanxi laughed secretly, this disease is interesting, interesting, hehe... Risang people, what kind of tricks are they playing?