The distance between me and Ouhuang is only a non-chief [Entertainment]

Seeing her mother like this, Qiao Yun couldn't help reaching out to touch her forehead, and shouted reproachfully: "Mom!"

Han Zhen had already seen Qiao's mother's enthusiasm in the video, but he didn't expect to meet Qiao's mother even more, which made him a little embarrassed. He greeted politely: "Hello, auntie! I'm Han Zhen."

Qiao Yun's facial features are very similar to her mother's. Qiao's mother must have been a dignified beauty when she was young. She is over fifty years old, but she is still dignified and beautiful, with outstanding temperament, which makes people feel good.

She enthusiastically took their brother's hand, and squinted her eyes: "The real person is more handsome than the TV. If you can come, Auntie's house is really flourishing. Please come in, please come in!"

Han Zhen touched the other party's enthusiasm from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you, Auntie, for bothering you."

"Don't bother, I can't even invite you normally." Qiao's mother never closed her mouth.

Han Chi also greeted obediently: "Hello, Auntie!"

"Hey, okay, you must be that little Miracle Han Chi. You are so tall and handsome, and you will be well in the future. Come into the house with auntie." Qiao's mother dragged the brothers into the house, and then turned to her son Said, "Eggy, help Xiaohan carry things, how can you let the guests carry them."

"Mom!" Qiao Yun almost wailed, didn't she agree not to be called by her baby name?

Han Zhen suppressed a smile: "No, I'll do it myself."

Qiao Yun snatched the bag from his hand: "I'll do it, or my mother will designate me to cut me." After saying that, Chao's mother made a grimace from her back.

Han Chi looked back at Qiao Yun: "Eggy?"

Qiao Yun puffed her cheeks: "There is no balls, only Qiao Qiao."

Han Zhen laughed out loud when he heard the words.

Qiao Yun turned around and bumped her head against the door frame, wouldn't she be a father-in-law without balls?

After entering the room, the brothers of the Han family were inspected by four pairs of eight eyes.

Han Zhen had been vaccinated by Qiao Yun in advance, and there were three elders at home, Qiao Yun's grandparents and grandma, who lived with Qiao Yun's parents.

Grandma and grandpa lived in Qiao Yun's house and uncle's and aunt's house in turn. The family lived in their house for a year. This year, grandma lived in their house.

Qiao Yun's house is not small, with four bedrooms and two living rooms, it is enough for so many people to live in.

Such a family combination is rare in China, and it is easy for the elderly on both sides to have conflicts when they live together.

However, the elders of Qiao Yun's family get along very well. The grandma is outgoing and easy-going, not too fussy, and the grandma is introverted and self-respecting. The two old sisters get along very well.

Father Joe, wearing an apron and wearing glasses, obviously just came out of the kitchen. Seeing the guests coming, he came out of the kitchen to say hello: "Welcome!"

Joe's father is also very tall, more than 1 meters, with a straight waist and a well-managed figure. It can be seen that he is a very self-disciplined person.Joe

Yun's face shape, eyebrows and nose resembled that of his father.It can be said that he combined the advantages of his parents.

Han Zhen hurriedly greeted, "Hello, uncle." Then, under Qiao Yun's introduction, he greeted his grandparents.

The elders are very kind.

Joe's father said: "The dishes are almost ready, and everyone is ready, so wash your hands and prepare to eat. It's getting late, and everyone is starving."

Han Zhen smiled and said, "It's okay. I kept the elders waiting for a long time." I got off the plane at eleven o'clock and drove for nearly two hours to get home. It was already one o'clock now.

Qiao Yun put down the luggage and led the two brothers to wash their hands. When they came back, everyone sat around the big table.

Qiao's mother said: "Come and sit down, I'll wait for you. Try uncle and aunt's handicrafts. Of course, most of them are made by your uncle. I just steamed a crab."

Qiao Yun laughed: "Mom, you're really ashamed to say that you cook. Who can steam crabs?"

Mother Qiao raised her brows upside down: "Speaking lightly, you know?"

Qiao Yun laughed, and took a look at Han Zhen: "Although I don't know how to do it, Brother Han's cooking is very good."

"Really? Xiao Han, you can also cook? If my old sisters know about this, they will be surprised to death." Qiao's mother said pleasantly, and she will be able to show off these experiences to her sisters for a whole year.

The Qiao family is obviously also a typical northerner. The guests are entertained with big pieces of meat and big bowls of wine. The table is full of pork, beef, sheep, chicken, duck, fish, shrimp and crab, but the portions are particularly generous.

Joe's father's dishes are very good, full of color and flavor, and they are all dishes that have been worked hard, such as sauced beef and Dongpo pork, which must have been prepared early in the morning or even yesterday.

Qiao's mother kept urging the Han brothers to eat more. Although they didn't bring them food, the Han brothers felt that they would be sorry for the enthusiasm of the Qiao family if they didn't concentrate on eating hard.

And the two brothers didn't know how long it had been since they enjoyed the warmth of family reunion. They ate very comfortably, and the final result was that the two brothers were full.

After eating and drinking, Qiao Yun took Han Zhen for a stroll around his home.

Joe's father is a technical manager of a state-owned enterprise, and his mother is a middle school music teacher.Han Zhen concluded that Qiao Yun's artistic cells were all inherited and cultivated by his mother.

The decoration of his house is very artistic, there are many bookcases, and there are many literary and play collections on the log shelves.

Hanging on the wall of the living room is a picture - "Bamboo stick straw sandals are lighter than horses, who is afraid? Ren Pingsheng in a cloud of mist and rain." The font is strong and chic, and it can be seen that he has a deep foundation.

Qiao Yun explained that this is the proudest work of his father, who is a member of the local calligraphy association.

"Written by Uncle Qiao? That's great." Han Zhen was very surprised, and appreciated it again for a while, then turned to ask Qiao Yun, "Can you write calligraphy?"

Qiao Yun smiled wryly, coughed, and said: "A little bit, I practiced for a few years when I was a child. Chinese parents all hope that their children will become dragons, and hope that each generation will be better than the next. There are two parents who are proficient in [-] kinds of martial arts. My childhood is miserable. One can imagine."

Han Zhen couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help but think of Jay Chou's "Listen to Mom", which has become popular on the Internet in recent years, "Little friend, do you have a lot of question marks...", why not himself.

Mother Qiao's ears were sharp, and she heard her son's complaints, and said: "When I was young, I suffered hardships, but when I grow up, I don't suffer. Do you think happy education is really happy? Play hard when you are young, and cry when you grow up. That's all It is used by the bourgeoisie to paralyze the poor, do you think any child in the elite class of the British and American countries does not take extra-curricular classes in cram schools?"

Han Zhen nodded and agreed: "Auntie is right. When I was in the United States, I found that the children in families above the middle class are also very hardworking. They attend many interest classes and participate in many extracurricular activities."

Qiao’s mother clapped her hands excitedly: “That’s right! There is an old Chinese saying: Only when you suffer hardships can you become a superior person! Children are playful and unconscious, so they should be forced to learn. When you grow up, you will know that when you were a child How worthwhile it is to suffer. Xiao Han must have learned a lot when he was a child."

Han Zhen smiled sincerely: "Yes, when I was a child, my mother sent me to learn vocal music, musical instruments, hosting, martial arts and so on."

Qiao Yun seemed to have found an organization: "It's really the same mother. I was forced to play the violin by my mother when I was young."

Qiao's mother was even more interested: "Every promising son's mother is similar. By the way, what does your mother do?"

Han Zhen seemed to be lost in memory. He didn't answer right away, but hesitated a little: "She's a musical actress."

"I'm considered to be walking with you, then we should be able to talk. Then she now—"

"Mom, I'm thirsty, give us some water to drink." Qiao Yun quickly interrupted her mother's words.

Mother Qiao glanced at her son suspiciously, only to hear Han Chi say, "Mom is gone."

When Qiao's mother heard the words, she looked at Han Zhen's lonely face and couldn't help but feel distressed. She said quickly, "Auntie will pour you what you want to drink. Juice or tea?"

Han Zhen came back to his senses: "Tea bar."

"I want to drink juice." Han Chi said.

Qiao's mother said lovingly: "Okay, there are all of them, just wait." Then she hurried to the kitchen.

Han Zhen and Qiao Yun continued to look at the furnishings at home. There was a piano by one wall in the living room. Han Zhen raised his eyebrows and asked, "You can't play the piano, can you?"

"I really can't do this. My mother wanted to learn the piano, and I gave it to her. When I was a child, my family was not well-off and couldn't afford a piano, so I learned the cheaper violin, which poisoned the ears of my neighbors. A few years." Qiao Yun lifted the lid of the piano with a giggle, and pressed a few notes.

Hearing the sound of the piano, Han Chi stood there for a moment, then sat down on the piano bench without being greeted, and started playing the piano, which turned out to be "Fur Elise".It was a bit sluggish at first, but after two bars, it became very smooth.

Both Qiao Yun and Han Zhen showed surprised expressions, and the rest of the family also looked over and listened to him playing the piano quietly.

Qiao Yun lowered her voice and asked Han Zhen, "Han Chi can still play the piano?"

"Well, he has studied for more than ten years, but I haven't heard him play for many years."

Han Chi was forced to learn the piano by his mother. His rebellious youth came very late, and he started to rebel after he was in high school. Once he had a big fight with his mother because of piano practice, and he smashed the piano in a fit of anger , From then on, I never touched the piano again.

Han Zhen was surprised that he was willing to play the piano. After so many years, he still remembered this piece so firmly.There may be some things, even if you don't touch them, it is actually engraved deep in your memory.

This is a good thing, but Han Zhen is a little worried. Does he still remember those painful memories?Maybe he remembered, but he lacked an opportunity to remind him.

In the evening, Han Zhen wanted to take Han Chi to the hotel, but was stopped by Qiao's mother: "Eggy, take Xiao Han to live in the house in Xinyi City. I'll pack it up for you, don't stay in the hotel. Come here If you are a guest at home, the food and accommodation must be arranged by us."

Qiao Yun had already given up her resistance to the baby name, because except for his father, everyone in the family called him Eggy. He blinked: "Mom, where do I live too?"

"That's right, you live there with Xiao Han too. On the way there, buy some fruit snacks and the like." Mother Qiao stuffed the key into Qiao Yun's hand.

"Auntie, don't bother." Han Zhen still wanted to refuse.

Qiao's mother said, "Why, don't you like living in your aunt's house?"

How could Han Zhen dare to say: "No, no, then I will trouble Auntie."

"Go ahead, come over here for breakfast tomorrow morning, and let's go to Hukou Waterfall together." Qiao's mother urged.

Qiao Yun led Han Zhen to the new house. The decoration here was neat and beautiful, the windows were well cleaned, and a beautiful bouquet of flowers was placed on the tea table, which showed the owner's care.

Qiao Yun opened the door and looked at it, pushed Han Chi's suitcase into a guest room, and said, "Han Chi, you live in this room."

Han Chi walked into the room he lived in and threw himself on the bed, "Wow, the blue one is my favorite." This bed was just covered with blue light striped sheets and quilt cover.

"As long as you like it, I'll boil the water. After the water is boiled, you can wash up and go to bed early." Qiao Yun said and went to the bathroom.

When Qiao's mother came to make the bed yesterday, she had already turned on the water heater, so she could take a bath directly.

Han Zhen helped Han Chi take a good bath, sent him out, and continued to wash himself.

When he came out of the shower, he saw Qiao Yun leading the rookie Han Chi sitting cross-legged on the sofa eating chicken after taking a bath.Han Chi fiddled with his mobile phone, Qiao Yun was not in a hurry, he covered and rescued them while playing, the two of them had a great time playing like children.

Qiao Yun glanced at him and said, "Brother Han, let's eat chicken together."

Han Zhen waved his hand: "Not very good at playing."

"It's very simple, just die a few more times." Qiao Yun smiled brightly.

Han Zhen said, "You play, I'll watch something else."

So the three of them huddled on the sofa and did their own things.

Listening to Qiao Yun, Han Zhen only knew about Han Chi: "Don't open that box, I just looked at it, and it's nothing useful. Cover carefully, enter the house, there are enemies coming."

Han Chi: "I can't get in, I'm stuck. Help me, I'm going to die! Huh——"

Qiao Yun said: "Lie down, I will come as soon as I eliminate these three."

Han Zhen couldn't help but smile. Isn't this kind of feeling of peace and tranquility just what he dreamed of?

Han Chi was finally sleepy. Han Zhen saw that he had slept well, and helped him tuck the quilt before coming out.

Qiao Yun leaned against the door with her arms folded, yawned, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said to Han Zhen, "Brother Han will be a good husband and father in the future, so patient."

Han Zhen closed the door of Han Chi's room, squinted at him, and said, "I'm thinking, this is the wedding room your family prepared for you, right?"

Qiao Yun scratched her head and laughed: "That's what they planned, but it probably won't be needed."

Han Zhen nodded clearly: "You will definitely settle down in Beijing in the future."

"Well, isn't it?" Joe replied vaguely.

The author has something to say: I am really suitable for writing this kind of daily life.