Chapter 8 (1/2)
”Brother, can you take me to see her one day, please.” Tang Xue shook Tang Ze's arm.
Tang Ze nodded: ”I think I'll take you one day when I have a chance. After all, we have an employer relationship and have to go through her permission.”
”OK, brother, you should get familiar with Li MuQing quickly. It's best to get involved with Li MuQing. Then I have a big star sister-in-law. Brother... Where are you? Oh... Tell you the business and run away again.”
Tang Ze was speechless as soon as he heard his sister's words. He didn't feel li MuQing, right... He felt money.
Brother and sister came downstairs. Tang Hanlin in the living room had greeted Feng Lingling.
Tang Xue seemed to know him and pulled Tang Ze's clothes: ”brother, this girl seems to be a net celebrity. I seem to have seen her short video.”
”Oh.” Tang Ze is not interested in these online celebrities.
Brother and sister came forward to say hello. Tang Xue naturally wouldn't join in: ”Grandpa, I went to the kitchen to help.”
Seeing his sister slip away, Tang Ze also wants to go to the kitchen, but there is a rule at home that this man is not allowed to enter the kitchen.
Tang Ze can only sit aside and wait for dinner. The family gathering this month feels like a trial meeting.
Feng Lingling, who was sitting next to Tang Hanlin, also had this feeling. Except for his cousin, he felt very serious one by one.
”Lingling, where did you graduate?” Grandpa Tang Qing asked with a smile.
Tang Ze knew that the first question was education.
”Grandpa, I graduated from Cambridge and majored in art.” Feng Lingling replied quickly. Tang Hanlin taught it. Tang Ze knew the rules of his family, and Tang Hanlin naturally knew it.
As soon as Tang Qing heard this, a satisfied smile appeared on his wrinkled face: ”art, there is no art student in our family.”
”Cousin boxing should also be an art.” Tang Hanlin looked at Tang Ze and said with a smile, trying to help his girlfriend transfer the line of fire.
Sure enough, Tang Hong looked at his son and said faintly, ”the vulgar thing of boxing can also be called art?”
”Although boxing is good, you have to make money. When you get married, you have to spend money on wedding room, car, children, school and so on.” Tang Sheng said painstakingly.
Tang Qing held a teacup in silence. It seemed that neither side would help or express his position.
Tang Ze chose silence and argued before, but the outcome was the same and broke up unhappily.
”Lingling, what do your parents do?” Tang Qing suddenly changed the topic and asked aloud.
Feng Lingling smiled softly and said, ”Grandpa, my mother teaches painting. My father does some business. I'm the only child.”
The three elders were satisfied. In their hearts, girls can be beautiful and have no money, but they can't have no connotation. Family harmony is also very important.
”Lingling, what industry are you engaged in now?” Tang Sheng, as his father, also inquired at this time.
Feng Lingling said solemnly, ”uncle, I am now engaged in self media work.”
Tang Ze almost didn't spray out the water, which is nothing wrong with the description. After all, if they knew that it was net red, it would be unacceptable. The traditional old ideas took root in their hearts, and only grandma understood right and wrong.
”Now many young people are doing we media, which is a good choice.” Tang Sheng smiled and patted Tang Hong's leg, as if showing off.
Tang Hong's face was serious. He looked at Tang Ze from time to time. His eyes seemed to pierce Tang Ze.