Chapter 2689: 2691【Lengfu Family Banquet】

Chapter 2689 2691 [Lengfu Family Banquet]

Friday night, Xiang Nan came to the cold house in Luohua Hutong.

As soon as the car horn sounded, Song Runqing, Mrs. Leng, Leng Qingqiu and others came out to greet her.

"The Seventh Young Master is here, welcome if you are far away, forgive me!" Song Runqing said with a smile.

"Hey, Brother Song is too polite. I am Qingqiu's teacher, and you are Qingqiu's uncle. They are not outsiders. Why are you so polite." Xiang Nan waved his hand and smiled.

"Yes, yes, not an outsider, not an outsider." Song Runqing's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he echoed repeatedly.

Xiang Nan then greeted Mrs. Leng and Leng Qingqiu, and the four immediately entered the house.

I saw that although the cold house is not big, it is very clean. The small courtyard is quiet, the windows are bright and clean, and it is not elegant.

"Seventh Young Master, our humble household with low eaves and low eaves is not as good as your Jin family's mansion, compound, and stately house. You should not dislike it." Seeing Xiang Nan looking at the small courtyard, Mrs. Leng said with a smile.

Leng Qingqiu was also a little nervous, worried that he would look down on him.

"What are you talking about Madam." Xiang Nan waved his hands and smiled, "This small courtyard is quiet and elegant, returning to the basics, and being in it, I feel like I am out of the world.

In the future, I also want to rent such a small courtyard. The so-called [ceiling fish tank pomegranate tree, Mr. Fat Dog and Fat Girl] is also a pleasure. "

"Seventh Young Master is really elegant." Song Runqing complimented, "Please, please, please."

The four of them entered the room and sat down.

The maid Han Ma served tea and pastries.

"Seventh Young Master came here for the first time, and we didn't prepare anything. Besides the hospitality, it's not as good as some rough snacks eaten at Seventh Young Master's house." Mrs. Leng said with a smile, "So this is not considered hospitality for distinguished guests, it's just a little show It's just our heart"

"Madam is too polite." Xiang Nan said with a smile, "Actually, as long as you eat and drink according to your taste, it doesn't matter whether you are rich or poor."

"The seventh young master sees that the teaching is right." Song Runqing echoed.

At this time, the driver Dehai walked in, put a gift box on the table, and then opened the gift box. Suddenly the golden light flickered, making people dare not look directly at it.

"Wow~" Song Runqing's eyes were about to pop out, and he saw a golden Buddha in the gift box, about two feet high, gilded all over, with golden light, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a solemn treasure.

Such a big golden Buddha, even if it is gilded, is worth at least four or five hundred oceans, which is indeed a great gift.

"The first time I came to the door, I was apprehensive and didn't know what gift to bring." Xiang Nan said with a smile, "I heard Qingqiu say by chance that Madam likes to pay respects to Buddha, so she invited a statue of Buddha, and specially asked the master of Baique Nunnery to consecrate it. I hope Madam will not be disgusted."

"I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it." Song Runqing waved his hands again and again.

Such a large golden Buddha can be worth at least two or three hundred yuan, which is enough to be a family heirloom of the Leng family.

"Seventh Young Master is too polite, this gift is too expensive, how can I accept it." But Mrs. Leng felt that it was inappropriate, and deliberately declined.

"Hey, ma'am, the gift doesn't matter whether it's high or low, the key is a heart." Xiang Nan waved his hands and smiled, "If Ma'am thinks the golden Buddha is tacky, I still have the Jade Buddha at home, and it will be consecrated another day."

"No, no, no..." Mrs. Leng waved her hands quickly when she heard this.

The Golden Buddha is already very valuable, how could she afford to change it to the Jade Buddha.

"Ma'am, the meal is ready, you can invite guests to dinner." Han Ma said again.

"Seventh Young Master, please." Mrs. Leng said again, "They are all simple tea and light food. Please Seventh Young Master use some as you like, and try our poor family's food."

"Madam, please don't say that. In fact, I think it doesn't matter what you eat, but who you eat with." Xiang Nan said with a smile, "When I come to your house, I feel very comfortable, just like returning to my own home. When I see you, I feel very cordial, just like seeing my own relatives."

"Seventh Young Master is really approachable." Seeing him say that, Mrs. Leng was very happy.

Afterwards, everyone sat down and began to eat.

I saw that although they were all home-cooked dishes, they were prepared with great care. For example, Sixi meatballs, pork in clear sauce, lamb with scallions, and kidneys are all dishes that take a lot of effort.

"Well, the taste is really good, no worse than our chef." Xiang Nan said with a smile, "I'm really lucky today~"

"Seventh Young Master, you are welcome, as long as you like it." Mrs. Leng was very pleased to see that he did not dislike him at all, and he really ate and drank.

She was worried that Xiang Nan would look down on the meals she prepared, so she was always worried about it. It's really rare for Xiang Nan to be so kind and approachable.

"Brother Song, I would like to offer you a toast. I wish you great success in the diplomatic mission and a three-level promotion in a row." Xiang Nan raised his glass to congratulate each other.

"Ouch, I would like to borrow your precious words." When Song Runqing heard this, she was naturally very happy, and quickly filled a glass.

"Ma'am, I would like to toast you again. Today is really troublesome, what a problem." Xiang Nan raised his glass again.

He knew that Mrs. Leng was the one who wanted face most, so he gave her enough face. In this way, it is natural for the host and guest to have a good time.

"Seventh Young Master is really too polite." Sure enough, Mrs. Leng was very happy to see him say that, and she drank a full glass, feeling that she was very honorable.

After eating, Xiang Nan chatted with them for a few more words.

With his high EQ and charm, Song Runqing and Mrs. Leng are naturally very satisfied.

Afterwards, Xiang Nan got up to say goodbye, and left by car.

"Brother Song, madam, Qingqiu, you don't need to see each other off, please come back." He cupped his hands and said.

"Oh, the seventh young master is really approachable." Song Runqing said with emotion.

"Yes, such a good background, such a high family background, but such a kind personality, it's really rare." Mrs. Leng also said.

Seeing that the two of them are so satisfied with Xiang Nan, Leng Qingqiu couldn't help but feel sweet in his heart.

"Oh, after all, it's the Jin family, and it's a bold move. This golden Buddha is really worth the money." Song Runqing then picked up the golden Buddha again, loving it and said, wishing he could sleep with it tonight.

"It's just that this gift is too expensive, so I feel a little uneasy about receiving it." Mrs. Leng said.

The so-called being courteous without doing anything, is either **** or stealing. This time it was clear that Xiang Nan helped them a lot by helping Song Runqing change jobs. Transferred from the Qingshui Yamen to the diplomatic agency, it was a complete change of shotgun.

But Xiang Nan still wants to give them such an expensive gift, isn't it a bit strange.

"You are really petty. Who is the Seventh Young Master? His root hair is thicker than our waist." Song Runqing curled her lips and said, "In "A Dream of Red Mansions", Grandma Liu went to Jia's mansion to play the autumn wind, and he was rewarded with twenty taels of silver. .Didn't you hear what the Seventh Young Master said, there is a more expensive Jade Buddha in his house. Maybe this Golden Buddha is the cheapest."

"That's true." When Mrs. Leng heard it, she also felt that it made sense, so she stopped entangled.

Then she put away the golden Buddha carefully. She dared not put such a precious treasure in the house, otherwise it would be stolen in a matter of minutes.

(end of this chapter)

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