Song Yishan stood aside with a smile on his face and said nothing. Qiao Xiangqian inadvertently blocked the eye contact between the two children. He was jealous, and his daughter was about to be abducted by this boy.
"Mr. Qiao, why don't we have lunch together?"
Song Jingxing asked politely.
When Qiao Qianqiang was called "Sir" for the first time, he was flattered and waved his hands repeatedly. He was not used to that kind of dinner and was very reserved.
"No, Mr. Song...Song, my daughter and I can just go back and have something to eat."
"Sir comes and goes, it's really awkward. I am 53 years old. How old are you?"
"I am 54 years old."
"Oh, then I will be one year older than you, so I will call myself brother."
"Hey, okay, Brother Song, just ask me to move forward."
Qiao Xiangqian felt that it was the first time he saw such a big official, and he didn't know how big he would be. His hands and feet were so restrained that he didn't know where to put them, and his throat felt tight, but he felt that he should hold on tight in front of his daughter.
"Since we are called brothers, let's have dinner together. Besides, the two children are old acquaintances, so it would be good for them to reminisce about the past."
Song Jingxing's words were calm and powerful, with sufficient reasons. Qiao Xiangqian had no reason to refuse and could only nod in agreement.
The meal was very simple, just local home-cooked food, and there was nothing too luxurious. This surprised Qiao Qianqian. Aren’t all high-ranking officials well-fed?
"Qianqian, I heard that you have acquired several pieces of land here. Do you have any plans?"
Song Jingxing asked.
"Brother Song, to tell you the truth, I took pictures of these pieces of land just because my head was hot and I didn't think too much about it. Now my intestines are almost green with regret."
Qiao Xiangqian adapted to the environment and felt that Song Jingxing was not so condescending, but rather very kind.
"Do you need me to find someone to say hello? Help you clear the land?"
Song Jingxing's well-intentioned words stimulated Qiao Xiangqian, and he said stubbornly: "Brother Song, no need, one person is responsible for doing things. Although I made the decision impulsively, I will also be responsible for my impulse. As for those who should
What to do, I will figure it out myself."
"Haha, okay, if you have any difficulties, just ask. As long as it's within the scope of my responsibilities, I will try my best to help you."
Song Jingxing no longer forced others to do anything.
"Song Si, you can rest assured that the local government will do its best to help foreign investors who strongly support our development in Hainan."
The leader who just spoke quickly added that he also saw that Qiao Xiangqian and Song Jingxing had a good relationship.
"Okay, as long as it is within the scope of responsibilities, our development in Hainan cannot be separated from the support of the whole country. If the economy wants to take off, it is definitely not something that can be achieved in one place."
When Song Jingxing talked about official matters, his expression became serious.
"That's natural. Thanks to Song Si's personal trip this time, we have introduced many high-quality foreign-funded enterprises to Hainan, which will be of great help to the development of Hainan."
…
Qiao Jinling was not very interested in these business-like conversations. Qiao Xiangqiang had not been interested in these conversations before either. She originally thought that her father would be restless, but unexpectedly she listened to their chat with wide eyes.
In the past, he didn't care about these things at all, and always felt that they were very far away from him. Now, he has unintentionally become a personal experiencer of these important events, which makes him feel excited.
"Qiao Jinling, come out for a moment."
Song Yishan whispered to Qiao Jinling.
The two people came to the corridor, but Song Yishan didn't say a word.
"Song Yishan, didn't you call me out? Why are you silent?"
Qiao Jinling tilted her head and couldn't help teasing Song Yishan.
"Why are you still so short?"
Song Yishan held it in for a long time before saying this.
"Huh! You must have grown too tall. I don't sit in the first row in school anymore."
Qiao Jinling raised her feet and reached Song Yishan's chin.
"Why didn't you tell me in a letter when you came to Hainan?"
Song Yishan sighed, turned around and lay down on the corridor, looking at the sea in the distance.
"I'm afraid you'll think I'm crazy if I come to Hainan during the Chinese New Year."
"Did you bring your father here?"
"Yes, otherwise he would never have celebrated the Chinese New Year."
"It's really crazy."
When Song Yishan said this, he turned to look at Qiao Jinling. His long eyelashes cast shadows on his face, like dancing butterflies.
"Haha, do you know I'm crazy now? Let me tell you, there are many places where I'm crazy. I'm different from people of this era, and I'm different from all of you."
Qiao Jinling's body was lying on the corridor, her chin resting on it, and she was gazing at the sea of coconut trees in front of her.
She didn't lie. She did not belong to this era. It was as if there was a loophole in the system and she was accidentally thrown back again. Could it be that one day, the system loophole was repaired and she was dumped again?
Where is it?
She spoke in a lonely tone, with a calmness that belied her age. She was also very grateful to God for giving her a chance to make amends. She was already very content to be able to get along with her father for so long.
"When will I grow up?"
Song Yishan said something out of nowhere.
"My little friend, you are still too young. When you were young, you were looking forward to growing up. When you grow up, you will know how happy you were when you were carefree and happy."
Qiao Jinling said it in an old-fashioned way. In fact, it was not that he didn't have sorrow when he was a child. It was just that adults were shouldering many things in front of him, shouldering the burden of the years for him. But when he grew up, his parents were getting older and no one had to bear it for him. In the past,
The child has become the breadwinner of the family.
"Haha, you say this as if you have grown up."
Song Yishan's eyes were bright, and his voice was clean, clear and warm, as bright and bright as the new moon at night.
"Your voice is so nice."
Song Yishan was startled by Qiao Jinling's cold words, and then blushed slightly, but still held his head high.
"When will you return to Anqing?"
"I don't know, maybe it's just these few days. Mom is still at home waiting for us to celebrate the New Year."
"Your father bought a lot of land, will he stay in Hainan?"
"I don't know. I haven't thought about this problem."
"Are you doing well in your studies? Will you come to Beijing to participate in competitions again?"
"I don't know, maybe."
Song Yishan pursed his lips and smiled softly, and said: "I thought you knew everything. I didn't expect you to be ignorant."
"Huh! Are you laughing at me? Just like if I asked you how many hairs you have, you definitely don't know, so you are teasing me with these questions."
Qiao Jinling quickly counterattacked.
"This is not the same question. I asked a normal question, but what you asked is not."
Song Yishan's mind was not confused, and Qiao Jinling didn't get in the way.
"How can a scientific research problem not be a normal problem? You have a problem with your thinking. I'll tell your father and see what he says about you."
"Go ahead. Anyway, he likes you very much and will definitely pursue you."
…
For the first time, the two of them chatted seriously for a long time. They didn't have to deliberately start a topic. You always finished talking and I picked up the topic. One topic followed another. The two of them seemed to have endless things to say.