This lesbian is too good at talking! I can't afford to offend her!

Chapter 299 Song Ci's plan to monitor Chen Shuning

Two sentries stood outside the quaint courtyard. Seeing Wang Simin return, they raised their hands in salute and shouted in unison, "Hello, Chief!"

Wang Simin waved his hand and said, "Just do your normal work and don't worry about me."

He turned to look at Chen Jiawang and Chen Shuning, and said with a smile: "Jiawang, Shuning, this is our home. Come on, I'll take you inside."

Chen Shuning looked around, turned his head and asked Guo Junshan in a low voice: "Brother Guo, does grandpa live here alone?"

Guo Junshan nodded and replied, "Well, there are nannies and orderly here. They take care of the chores of life, so grandpa can concentrate on his work. Sometimes I come over to stay for a few days.

Dad, Mom, and the Guo family's grandparents live together. My sister usually lives in the army, and my eldest brother and his wife live in the house allocated by the unit."

Crossing the hanging flower gate, Guo Junshan continued, "We have a large family, and it's inconvenient for us all to live here. Too many people would affect the orderly's work and could easily cause accidents.

Besides, this yard was approved by the leadership for Grandpa to live in. If we all come here, we'll be taking advantage of the public and it will have a bad impact."

There is an upside-down locust tree planted in the yard. Its crown is like an umbrella, and its shade covers the wooden lounge chair.

There was an enamel cup on the stone table, and "Selected Works of Chairman Mao" was placed quietly beside it. The bright red cover was slightly curled up, which was the mark left after being flipped through.

Qi Panqiu put down his luggage, raised his hand to pour a cup of tea, and gulped it down.

"I'm dying of thirst." Qi Panqiu poured two cups of tea and said with a smile, "Shuning, Jiawang, come over and have some water. It's almost autumn, and the weather is still so hot."

Wang Simin sat down on the sofa and said, "Put down your luggage and take a breath. Xiao Li has already cleaned up the room. I'll have Junshan take you there in a while."

The white walls, the shiny floor tiles, the soft and comfortable sofas... everything was different from Chenjia Village. Chen Shuning once again realized the material gap between her and Guo Junshan.

But she didn't care. She was confident that she could get such a wealthy life on her own.

Aunt Li, the babysitter, came over and said with a smile, "Little comrade, give me your luggage! I'll put it in the house for you."

"Auntie, I'll do it myself! Your job is to take care of Grandpa Wang. I can do these things myself and can't trouble you."

Guo Junshan handed the water cup to Chen Shuning and said to Aunt Li with a smile, "Aunt Li, go ahead and do your work! I'll take care of this."

Wang Simin patted the sofa, his tone revealing a hint of joy. He said with a smile, "Shuning, Jiawang, come sit next to me. Tell me about the changes in the village."

"Grandpa, our family has divided the land! After paying the public tax, the remaining grain from the crops we grow belongs to us."

"Yang Daping opened a small shop at the entrance of the village. Although there aren't many items, it's very convenient for villagers to buy things."

"Er Laizi and his wife grind tofu and sprout beans, and their business is booming."

"The village primary school is building new classrooms. By next year at the latest, the children will be able to study in spacious houses!"

"..."

The aroma of meat wafted through the courtyard, and Chen Shuning's laughter sounded so harsh to Song Ci's ears.

Meng Zhujun looked up at the courtyard next door, stomped her feet, and pulled Song Ci into the bedroom.

"Cousin, Chen Shuning is just a wild girl from the countryside. Guo Junshan is just interested in her for a while, how can he really marry her home?"

Song Ci let Meng Zhujun drag him and walked into the room in a daze. The corners of his eyes became moist and he began to cry softly.

"Zhujun, you don't understand. Junshan really likes her. There's even a photo of Chen Shuning in his office. Everyone in the Public Security Bureau knows that they're dating."

"Don't cry, cousin. As long as they haven't got a marriage certificate, you still have a chance."

Song Ci wiped her tears and said firmly, "I've heard that Chen Shuning still has college to go to. I guess she won't get married so soon."

"Then what are you worried about? Summon the courage you had when you pursued Guo Junshan before and keep pursuing him!"

Although she said this, Meng Zhujun felt sorry for Song Ci in her heart. She picked up the pillow and threw it to the ground, feeling indignant.

"Cousin, you're so beautiful, and you're the mainstay of the art troupe. No matter what you compare yourself to, you're the best among all the children from our compound.

Why would Guo Junshan look down on you? I think he's just blind. Cousin, how about I introduce you to someone? I guarantee she'll be better than Guo Junshan."

"I just like him!"

Song Ci looks weak, but she is stubborn. Once she makes up her mind, even ten oxen can't pull her back.

Neither advancing nor retreating, Meng Junzhu felt irritated and asked, "I just don't understand, cousin, what exactly do you like about him?

What kind of place is Beijing? If a rock falls from the sky, it can kill a bunch of leaders. There are so many men who are better than him, how could you choose him so firmly?

Song Ci bit her lip and said nothing, her mind already flying to the next yard.

"Let's not talk about those far away, let's just talk about Wen Yuan. If he hadn't stepped up, Guo Junyue would still be the lead dancer! How long will it take for you to step up?"

Wen Yuan's father is even more senior than Guo Weigong, and his mother is a professor at Tsinghua University. As long as you marry Wen Yuan, who will dare to trip you up or turn their backs on you in the future?

Noticing that Song Ci was distracted, Meng Zhujun was so angry that her teeth itched. She slammed the table and shouted, "Cousin, can you please listen to me carefully?"

Song Ci took a deep breath and patiently explained, "Zhu Jun, love is uncontrollable. I don't like Wen Yuan. Even if you all force me, I won't compromise."

She walked to Meng Zhujun, held her hand tightly, and said softly: "Zhujun, if you recognize me as your sister, don't mention Wen Yuan anymore."

"sister……"

Song Ci raised his hand to cover Meng Zhujun's mouth and said with a smile: "Zhujun, I want to drive Chen Shuning away, you must help me."

Meng Zhujun pushed her hand away and asked, "Sister, how are you going to get rid of her?"

"Like you, Chen Shuning is also going to study at National Tsing Hua University. After school starts, help me keep an eye on her movements. As long as we can expose her true colors, Junshan will definitely change his mind."

"What?" Meng Zhujun's eyes suddenly widened in shock. "A wild girl from the countryside can get into Tsinghua University? Sister, you're not kidding, are you?"

Song Ci suppressed his dissatisfaction and sternly scolded Meng Zhujun, "Why are you so startled? I guess she was just lucky and got in at the bottom of the class. How can she compare to you?"

Meng Zhujun straightened his chest when he heard this, and a look of pride appeared on his face.

"Cousin, my college entrance exam score ranked fifth in Beijing and first among the children of the compound. Professor Lu said she would cultivate me well. How can Chen Shuning be compared with me?"

Song Ci's eyes flashed with dissatisfaction, and he asked tentatively: "Zhu Jun, has Professor Lu ever mentioned me? She is trying to win you over, isn't she trying to match me with Wen Yuan?"

"Cousin, Professor Lu is not that kind of person. Besides, Professor Lu and I met first, and Wen Yuan pursued you later."

Meng Zhujun's face darkened, a look of dissatisfaction on her face. Although Song Ci was excellent, she, Meng Zhujun, was not bad either. She was not so good as to rely on Song Ci to win the favor of others.

Song Ci immediately put away his unhappiness and put on a smile: "Zhu Jun, I was just teasing you! Why are you still angry?"

"Don't be angry! I'm sorry, and I won't say those words again, okay?"

Meng Zhujun turned her anger into a smile and whispered, "That's more like it. If you don't apologize to me, I won't help you monitor Chen Shuning."

Song Ci lowered his eyes, his expression gloomy and unclear.