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The Mu family's normal meal time is six o'clock in the afternoon, and Wen Cheng and Mu Qingyang went out at four o'clock.Father Mu is a bit elegant, and in his spare time he likes to study some calligraphy, painting, chess and tea. Father Mu’s teapot has been used for a long time, and he is not willing to change it. Mu Qingyang accompanied Wencheng to the tea shop and picked out a set of purple sand for Father Mu. pot.But the mother-in-law didn't have any jewelry, so Wen Cheng bought a white jade bracelet.

In the car, Wen Cheng half-jokingly said: "It's the first time I meet my parents, I'm a little nervous. Will I get excited and call out my father-in-law and mother-in-law later?"

"Then you hug them and solemnly promise, 'I will definitely serve Qingyang well and give him a fat baby for the football team'..." Mu Qingyang paused before finishing speaking, but Wen Cheng still asked with a smile Said: "Like children?"

"It's okay," Mu Qingyang thought about children when he was with Zhang Shiyun, but he didn't have any special feelings for children. Thinking of the scene of a baby crying, he frowned, "Noisy."

"If you want," Wen Cheng stared straight ahead, speaking faster unconsciously, "We can adopt one, or find a surrogate abroad..."

Wen Cheng had thought about this a long time ago, Mu Qingyang should know, and he knew it was right, but an inexplicable anger was burning in his heart, Mu Qingyang said again coldly: "Wencheng!"

Wen Cheng clenched and loosened his hands on the steering wheel, he did not speak, his lips were pursed into a line.

In the small space, the atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.

This kind of coldness continued until the Mu family. Wen Cheng followed behind Mu Qingyang with a gift. Mu Qingyang opened the door and entered the house. He immediately stood up when he was in person, and went up to greet him with a smile: "The young man is very handsome, I don't know how to call him?"

Wen Cheng raised a considerate smile from the younger generation, "Wen Cheng." After speaking, he handed the gift in his hand to the shepherd father, "It's my first time here, I don't have anything to bring, so I bought some gifts at random, and I hope my uncle and aunt won't dislike you. "

"Oh, you child," the shepherd father looked surprised, and quickly wanted to decline, "Come here, why don't you bring some presents?"

The shepherd mother who heard the movement came out of the kitchen and saw Wen Cheng's eyes lit up, then stepped forward to accept Wen Cheng's gift, winked at the shepherd father, and looked at Wen Cheng with uncontrollable excitement on her face, " Come, come, sit, sit, sit, Wencheng, right? You’re welcome, treat this place as your own home, don’t be restrained. I didn’t expect Yangyang to make such a good-looking friend as you, who’s even more handsome than the male lead on TV!”

Wen Cheng smiled calmly, "It's okay, I won't be restrained."

"Oh, you guys," the shepherd mother looked at Wencheng more and more excitedly, looked at Mu Qingyang, and blamed, "It's so early, I haven't finished my dishes."

"Just come early, I can help a little," Wen Cheng followed the shepherd mother to the dining table, "What is Auntie going to do?"

The shepherd looked at Wencheng in disbelief, and asked as she walked to the kitchen, "Can you still cook?"

"Not very good at it," Wen Cheng said humbly as he followed the shepherd mother, "I can barely fight."

The gift was moved to the coffee table by Mu Qingyang and Father Mu, and the two sat on the sofa. Father Mu opened the gift given to him by Wencheng first. Seeing the dull teapot, Father Mu's eyes lit up, and he was very excited. Quickly restrain that emotion, coughed a few times solemnly in front of Mu Qingyang, stroked the body of the purple sand pot carefully, and praised repeatedly: "This child can pick..." Thinking of something, Father Mu turned to look at Mu Qingyang, "Yes Didn't you give him an idea?"

"No," Mu Qingyang said honestly, "He picked it himself, anyway, I never understand these things."

The pastor couldn't help laughing, shook his head and said, "Oh, why is my own child not like me at all, but someone else's is more like me."

Mu Qingyang had an expression of "as long as you are happy".

The atmosphere at the other end of the kitchen is much more harmonious. The mother-in-law looks at Wen Cheng more and more like her own son, and smiles cheerfully at Wen Cheng's skillful knife skills: "You child, don't you think you are very good at it?" , do you do a lot at home?"

"Well," Wen Cheng focused on his potatoes, "When I was young, my parents were not often at home, so I made a lot for my sister."

The shepherd raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Oh, you still have a younger sister. It's good to have a girl in the family. Look at the two careless men in our family, they don't know anything, and their headaches are killing me."

The shepherd mother thought of something, touched Wen Cheng's arm with her elbow, and said mysteriously: "You must not know, Yang Yang has had that face since he was a child. I remember when he was bullied in kindergarten and his face was slapped. A hole was broken, guess what happened?"

Wen Cheng smiled with great interest, and asked cooperatively, "What's the matter?"

"The child who bullied him in the end cried, and was scared to cry by Yang Yang's expressionless face bleeding." The shepherd shook her head helplessly, "and Yueyue too, each one is more worry-free..."

The shepherd mother talked to Wen Cheng a lot, but Wen Cheng listened carefully and laughed along with the shepherd mother.

When it came to the end, the two of them had almost finished the dishes, and the shepherd suddenly remembered and asked, "The city is so big, do you have a girlfriend?"

Wen Cheng's hands that helped serve the soup stopped, and he replied vaguely: "There is someone I like."

"That's pretty good!" The shepherd mother sighed after finishing speaking, "It's not like our family, Yangyang, whose relationship finally stabilized and then suddenly broke, and now I don't see any movement from him, he's a big guy... If If Chengcheng knows any good girls, please introduce them to our Yangyang."

Wen Cheng raised his head and smiled at the sincere gaze of the shepherd mother: "Yeah."

There was white mist floating on the hot clear soup, Wen Cheng got closer, his eyes hurt a little from the smoke, he blinked, his eye sockets were reddish.

Mu Qingyue didn't come out of the room until it was time to eat, and when she saw the gift on the coffee table for the first time, she smiled and said: "I still buy gifts."

Wen Cheng, who was serving the soup on the dining table, couldn't help saying when he heard this: "I forgot to buy yours, sorry."

"..." Mu Qingyue's eccentric face instantly darkened.

Must be intentional.

This is a fucking provocation!

The shepherd mother hurriedly said: "Oh, what kind of gift can he buy as a student? It's appropriate not to buy it. Don't be so polite."

Mu Qingyue stared at that hypocritical face and gritted her teeth.

At this time, Mu Qingyang slapped Mu Qingyue on the back of the head. After Mu Qingyue looked over with cannibalistic eyes, Mu Qingyang said with a normal attitude: "Eat."

Father Mu also quickly pushed Mu Qingyue: "Come and eat, your brother Wen and our mother made it together."

Mu Qingyue's complexion changed again, looking at those delicious dishes was like looking at a plate of cockroaches.

Really, so angry.

After a meal, Mu Qingyue and Mu Qingyang didn't say a word, Mu Mu and Wen Cheng chatted very happily, Mu Fu occasionally talked to each other, and the two became more and more satisfied with Wen Cheng. When they were so happy, Mu Qingyue Finally, he couldn't help but kicked Wen Cheng's calf.

Wen Cheng looked at Mu Qingyue without changing his face, and after the mum's topic paused, he said, "Qingyue looks as good-looking as my aunt."

Mu Qingyue hated to intervene—who the hell allowed him to be called Qingyue? !Don't talk about Qingyue, you shouldn't talk about Mu Qingyue!

"Hey, look at what you said," the shepherd mother smiled subtly, "Yueyue is not as sensible as I was when I was a child! She learns basketball and draws, and plays around during the holidays. There is no time to stop. And he is 12 When I was old..."

Seeing Wen Cheng's half-smile expression, Mu Qingyue became more and more annoyed, and couldn't help complaining: "Mom!"

"Oh, look," the shepherd mother completely treats Wencheng as a family, and Mu Qingyue as a child, "saying that he is not happy."

Wen Cheng replied obediently: "It's okay, it's very cute."

Mu Qingyue's ribs gnawed and creaked.

Mu Qingyang let out a muffled cough, telling Mu Qingyue to be more honest.

Mu Qingyue was so wilted.

And it's very unconvinced.

After the dinner of Huanqing and Xiyue, the shepherd mother happily gave the zongzi that had not been delivered before to Wencheng. Mu Qingyang was willing to go back after sending it downstairs. During the meal, Wen Cheng and Father Mu drank a few glasses of wine. The car to go back was driven by Mu Qingyang. : "You must come to play often. Sometimes your uncle is not here, and I am bored at home by myself. I have two sons who are not in-laws."

Wen Cheng agreed one by one, and was about to leave formally. The shepherd mother suddenly took his hand and whispered: "Since I was young, Yangyang has never brought anyone to the house. You are a good boy. I hope you can help him a lot."

Wen Cheng didn't speak, just smiled, cupped the shepherd mother's face with one hand, turned around and got into the car.

Wencheng smelled faintly of beer.Wen Cheng is very good at drinking, and this amount of alcohol has no effect on him, but he is no different from being drunk at the moment, smelling the smell of alcohol wandering around his body, he is tired and half-closed his eyes on the co-pilot, Mu Qingyang is calm and calm. Driving the car quietly, the light and shadow of the lights come and go, the car is very quiet, stained with the smell of alcohol, a little heavy.

Probably because of the influence of the wine, Wen Cheng felt that he was wrong for the first time.

He shouldn't let himself provoke Mu Qingyang.

Finally, in the dead of night, Mu Qingyue's stomach groaned uninspiringly.

He quietly sneaked into the living room, opened the refrigerator, glanced quickly over the leftovers with disgust, and immediately locked on the dessert on the second floor, picked it up and ate it without thinking, I don't know where my mother bought it Yes, the taste is quite good, with a rich texture and suitable sweetness, he finished it in a few bites.

After Mu Qingyue cleaned up the desserts she had eaten, she was about to sneak back to her room again, but she bumped into the Mu Mu who came out to drink water.

"Hey, Yueyue, what are you doing..." Before she finished speaking, the shepherd saw the paper cups in the trash can, and suddenly smiled, "Oh, you have eaten the pudding, how does it taste?"

"Very good." Mu Qingyue tried hard to maintain her innocence.

The shepherd's mother smiled even sweeter: "I knew it would be delicious, and your Brother Wen is very professional in making it."

Mu Qingyue paused as she returned to her room, her expression was very delicate.

Since the Dragon Boat Festival, the relationship between Wencheng and the shepherd mother has further improved, so that Wencheng received calls from the shepherd mother every day during the holidays after the Dragon Boat Festival. Because the shepherd father is not at home on duty, the shepherd mother and Wencheng will either work together. Cakes, or go shopping together, Wencheng also agreed one by one, but Mu Qingyang who is at home...that guy is doing courseware and changing homework without any hassle.

The weather began to be hot in June, and the herdsman asked to find a place to rest after a few strolls. After discussing with Wencheng, the two finally decided to sit in a milk tea shop.The shepherd mother quickly ordered a strawberry milkshake, and Wen Cheng casually ordered a cup of coffee. The shepherd mother shook her head and joked: "You young people like to drink this kind of thing that tastes weird and hurts your body."

Wen Cheng didn't answer, and just dealt with it casually: "It's just a habit."

The waiter saw that Wencheng was handsome, so he wanted to stay a little longer, and talked to the shepherd mother: "This is your son, right? You are so lucky."

The shepherd was overjoyed, she covered her mouth with one hand and smiled, and she was wearing a white jade bracelet from Wencheng on her wrist, which made the shepherd's complexion fair, "It would be great if this is really my son, my son is not as considerate as he is."

The waiter was slightly surprised: "Then this..."

"It's me..." The shepherd's mother was halfway through the sentence, and suddenly she didn't know how to introduce Wen Cheng, so she looked at Wen Cheng and begged him to help him. Wen Cheng smiled slightly and said, "I really want to be a member of my aunt's family. Yes, as long as my aunt doesn't dislike it."

The shepherd completely understood Wen Cheng's words as another meaning, and pinched Wen Cheng's face in great joy: "Why are you so cute?"

Wen Cheng smiled.

The waiter stared at him with dizzy eyes, and couldn't remember why he started talking to him in the first place.

When she finally sent her mother home, Wen Cheng let out a sigh of relief, and dialed Mu Qingyang's mobile phone number in the car. Mu Qingyang had nothing to do at home, so he answered quickly: "Wencheng? Are you done shopping with my mother? "

"Well," Wen Cheng responded slowly, "I bought two pieces of clothes today, and later I bought ingredients for scented tea. Have you eaten?"

Wen Cheng started the car, and Mu Qingyang's voice whispered in his ears: "Not yet, I'm planning to eat."

"Very hungry? If I'm not hungry, I'll go back and cook. If I'm hungry, I'll buy some outside. Don't eat instant noodles again." Wen Cheng turned the car in the same direction, and Mu Qingyang said in a very helpless tone: "Father, I have already 23 years old."

"What is 23 years old?" Wen Cheng finally smiled, and replied, "I am the one who will raise you until you are a hundred years old."

Mu Qingyang surrendered: "Okay. Come back and serve me."

"Okay." Wen Cheng smiled back.

The moment the phone was hung up, the smile on Wen Cheng's face disappeared.

He is very tired.

The more the shepherd trusts and likes him, the heavier the stone in his heart becomes.He could give up his parents, he didn't care, because they never gave him any hard feelings.But the shepherd father and mother are different.They showed their hearts to him without any suspicion, and solemnly presented the word "family" in front of his eyes, and he was the one who wanted to destroy everything, bringing their son with him.

He doesn't want to give up on Mu Qingyang, because to him, Mu Qingyang is not only a lover, but also the source of salvation, and now he can't let go of Mu Qingyang, and he doesn't want to let go, so sooner or later... sooner or later... To live up to the love of the two old people for him.