Chapter five hundred and fortieth I want to accept him as a son-in-law
Wang Wenhong nodded and wiped his hair, "That's right! Now that Zhonghai is stable, I am also committed to developing into the provincial capital. It's okay to do less of those useless social activities, eating and drinking. Sanxi, your suggestion is fine! But, with
Can you learn how to cook?"
Song Sanxi shook his head, "That won't work. I still have my own affairs to be busy with, which is quite a lot. You should find a chef and learn a few tricks."
"Sister Xia's cooking skills are also very good. You can also learn from your daughter and let her enjoy the joy of being a teacher."
"Over time, the conflict between father and daughter will be resolved."
Wang Wenhong grinned, a little embarrassed, "Let's learn this from Xia Xia. I...well, I'm also a good father."
"Actually, between parents and children, airs are harmful. Especially if you have such an incompatible relationship, you should not put on airs and show off. You are just an ordinary old man, father, and so on.
No, it’s just right to have this kind of mentality.”
Wang Wenhong took a deep breath and glanced at his cousin.
Wang Wenjing smiled, "Brother Hong, Mr. Song is right."
Wang Wenhong nodded, "Oh, okay! I'll still listen to your Sanxi. Do you have any other arrangements?"
Song Sanxi said: "Second, Aunt Mei disappeared when she came to the provincial capital this time. After lunch, you can all return to Zhonghai."
"I will explain and handle the rest. When the time is right, Lao Wang, you will have a chance to see her."
"Of course, if you want to hang out in the provincial capital for two days, you can do it. I won't go back with you. I will take the train back with Sister Xia later."
Wang Wenhong smiled and said, "Okay! We won't be wandering around the provincial capital anymore. I'd better go back and learn to cook!"
When these words came out, everyone laughed and were happy.
While we were talking, it was time for dinner.
So, the dishes were served, and we ate, drank, and chatted.
The scene is still very harmonious.
The Wang brothers no longer regarded Song Sanxi as an outsider, they were polite and respectful.
Song Sanxi asked naturally and casually, Lao Wang, why do you and Sister Xia have so many gaps? The relationship between father and daughter shouldn't be so tense. What kind of deep hatred is there?
Wang Wenhong's expression hardened, but he still smiled bitterly, and with some alcohol, he whispered the truth about that year.
That is, he accidentally knocked his wife down the stairs and fell to her death.
He also shed tears and regretted it so much that he would never be able to make amends for the rest of his life.
But there was nothing we could do at that time, Wang Hui was already born, alas...
And he did not marry Wang Hui's mother afterwards, he just supported her.
Now, legally speaking, he is still widowed and single.
Song Sanxi had known this secret for a long time, but what he wanted was Wang Wenhong's attitude.
It seems that he can talk and admit it, which is a kind of close relationship, which is reliable!
Song Sanxi was also satisfied with this.
He also sighed and said: "As for men, if you can't control your subordinates, accidents will happen easily! However, the tragedy of that year has already happened. A family should actually be united and not fall apart. Looking back, let me talk about Mr. Hui
Go and ask him to get along well with his sister!"
For this reason, Wang Wenhong also thanked Song Sanxi for a glass of wine.
After the meal, Wang Wenhong got a little drunk and checked into a room to rest for a while before returning to Zhonghai.
Song Sanxi and Wang Wenjing sat for a while, drank tea and chatted.
Wang Wenjing, as his cousin's personal butler, stays sober at all times, doesn't drink too much, and has a high level of professionalism.
Chatting and getting along with Song Sanxi, Wang Wenjing also showed great connotation and quality.
Song Sanxi felt that Wang Wenjing could accomplish something.
If you work hard, you may not be bad in the future.
Wang Wenjing can chat, and chatting with Song Sanxi is okay.
Wang Wenjing really admired Song Sanxi's knowledge and insights.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Song Sanxi left the hotel.
The Wang brothers also returned to Zhonghai.
On the way, Wang Wenhong had sobered up early and mentioned something, saying that Xiaxia and Song Sanxi were coming back by train. Did something really happen to them?
Wang Wenjing smiled and whispered: "Brother Hong, if something happens, it's a good thing."
"But isn't Song Sanxi married? I don't want my daughter to be Song Sanxi's mistress."
"Haha, Brother Hong, once you get married, it's not like you can't divorce."
"Uh... Wen Jing, do you have any idea?"
"Oh, no, I'm just talking. Let's see what Xiaxia does. If she does well, Song Sanxi can't shirk it."
"Haha, oh, this guy is pretty good. To be honest, I really want to accept him as my son-in-law..."
"..."
And Song Sanxi, after leaving Mingyu Hotel, went directly to Mei Yuzhen's house.
When he got there, the security guard recognized him and let him go.
After entering the door, Wang Xia was playing the piano.
Some of the nannies and maids are pruning the garden, and some are doing hygiene at home.
Song Sanxi didn't go upstairs, but was in the kitchen, busy making medicine.
With the three precious medicinal materials, he bought other medicinal materials and mixed them for use.
The medicinal materials are boiled until they become thick, and finally they can be rolled into balls.
Wang Xia was tired from playing the piano, so she went to take a lunch break.
She didn't even know that Song Sanxi was back.
When she got up from her lunch break, Wang Xia was going to go to the gym in the community to exercise.
After cleaning up and going downstairs, I smelled the aroma of medicine.
When I went to the kitchen, I saw that Song Sanxi was concentrating on boiling the medicine.
That focused expression really moved her a little bit.
Damn this guy, he’s really capable!
Wang Xia stepped forward and asked, "Is this medicine that has been growing for hundreds of years?"
Song Sanxi was startled and jumped aside, "I'll go, what are you doing, scare me!"
Wang Xia rolled her eyes at him, "Pretend, pretend, pretend for me!"
Song Sanxi smiled and said, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to tease you. What do you want to do in this sportswear?"
"Let's go out for some exercise, are you going?"
Song Sanxi thought about it, "Wait a minute, I'll get the medicine ready before I go."
"Are these really medicines that have been around for hundreds of years? Can my godmother and I take them?"
"Of course. Your dad is quite capable, and he found it for me."
"Don't mention him anymore..."
"hehe……"
Although Wang Xia was not very happy, she still went out and waited for Song Sanxi.
Half an hour later, Song Sanxi had finished preparing the medicine and pinched out nearly 300 small balls, about the size of peas.
He put them in bottles.
He took out a small glass bottle and gave it to Wang Xia, saying: "20 pills, just one pill every day before going to bed."
Wang Xia took it and was very excited, "Where's your godmother?"
"Aunt Mei's is here, 60 pills, same medication rules."
"Oh, that's pretty much it."
"Eh? Do you still have that many?" Wang Xia looked greedily at Song Sanxi's other big bottle.
"The rest of these can be used by my other patients. You and Aunt Mei can use these and that's enough. Is there any point in taking medicine all the time?"
"Haha, I just asked casually."
"Go ahead and put your things away. Don't you want to go out and exercise?"
So Wang Xia happily went upstairs and put away all the medicine.
Song Sanxi was waiting for her downstairs.
After a while, the two of them went out and walked along the avenue of the villa community to the sports field over there.
As they were walking, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom drove over, followed by a Mercedes-Benz.
Da Lao stopped at Song Sanxi's feet, "Huh? Isn't this a good man Song Sanxi? Why, you are with President Wang? It turns out you are a scumbag and came to the provincial capital!"