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Fu Yuan felt guilty for no reason, and tiptoed into the bathroom to wash up.

Fu's mother naturally woke up early and was cooking breakfast in the kitchen.

Hearing the rustling sound in the living room, when she turned her head, she saw her son's figure flashing past the kitchen door.

She shook her head amusedly and continued with her work, cracking eggs into the frying pan.

Fu Yuan brushed his teeth, quickly calculating the possibility of passing through the day in his mind, and then found that it was zero.

Regardless of whether Fu's mother agreed or remained silent, today will not be an easy and ordinary day.

After washing up, Fu Yuan stared at himself in front of the mirror, scrutinized him carefully, and wondered if his success rate would be okay if he acted like a baby with this face.

Forget it.

He closed his eyes, worked up his courage, and walked to the dining table in the living room, his eyes fixed on the bulging bags of finger biscuits and a cup of soy milk in his place, and his movements were unexpectedly well-behaved.

However, Fu's mother did not keep silent as he hoped.

After eating half of the pancakes, Fu Yuan heard his mother say: "What you said yesterday...I discussed it with your father."

Fu Yuan lost his appetite for a moment, took a sip of soy milk from the glass to cover up, and listened to Fu's mother as quietly as a chicken.

"Your father is right. I thought about it for a long time last night, and finally decided to stand by your father."

Fu Yuan looked at her expectantly with a pair of beautiful deer eyes.

"...I," Fu's mother was choked by her son's expectant gaze, and said slowly, "We... can understand, and we don't object that much..."

She changed the subject: "But I have to meet that boy in person."

Ever since Fu's mother said "understandable", there were thousands of magpies chirping in his heart. He rolled his eyes with a beautiful smile, decisively put down the pancake bag in his hand, and rushed towards Fu's mother.

Seeing her big son rushing towards her, Fu's mother resisted the thought of escaping, and accepted her son's bear hug.

"Mom! I love you!"

Fu Yuan moaned and whined and praised Fu's mother non-stop, which made her happy and helpless, and it took a lot of effort to push her son away.

Fu's mother scratched his nose: "He's such a big man, if he gets excited, he still jumps on his mother, isn't he ashamed?"

"Of course not! You are my own mother!"

Fu Yuan is still in the joy of "coming out of the closet", and now in his eyes, his mother is as beautiful as a fairy, and his whole body exudes a beautiful brilliance.

Fu's mother looked at him, her heart suddenly felt sore, and she hurriedly said to calm down her emotions: "It's fine now, I don't have to worry about my son being snatched away by some woman like other mothers, but someone else will love you in the future."

She forced a smile: "You can't let others take care of you all the time, do you hear me?"

"Got it!" Fu Yuan finally agreed, and found that Fu's mother's mood was depressed.

"Mom..." He was a little at a loss, didn't he agree, he was quite happy just now.

Fu's mother glared at him: "I don't blame you, forcibly creating an atmosphere of marrying a daughter for me, which made me feel sad."

Fu Yuan bared his teeth happily at his mother, made a face and said, "I will always be your son with whomever I am with."

"Come on, the water splashed by the married son," Fu's mother said intentionally, "But someone has finally taken over you. After you settle down after a few years of work, I'll go to the boat to find your father."

Fu Yuan said seriously: "That's really good, you and Dad can stay together every day."

Fu's mother smiled, "Now there are two little things called Tuanyuanyuan. They are not easy to bring to the boat. They might just suffer if they go there. Does Mom still need you to worry, as long as you live happily."

"Mom, I really didn't expect you to accept it so quickly... No matter what, I'm very touched."

Fu's mother withdrew her gaze from her son's trembling eyelashes, turned her head to one side, and said calmly.

"Then live your life well in the future, and you can repay me and your father well."

Song Qingnuo was even more moved than the party involved, Song Qingxu. With tears in her eyes, she howled and threw herself into Song's mother's arms: "Mom is simply an angel!"

Mother Song: "..."

Father Song couldn't sit still, and pulled his daughter off his wife: "Don't be complacent! If you don't report what you know, you will be punished for copying! The first [-] pieces should be handed in before school starts!"

"Why!" Song Qingnuo was on the verge of tears: "It's none of my business!"

Seeing that she was about to start rolling around and acting cute, Song Qingxu grabbed her sister and whispered to her: "My fault, this time I will copy for you."

Song Qingnuo became visibly happy, and gave his sensible brother a satisfied look.

Song's mother rubbed her forehead and squinted at her little daughter, sighing silently in her heart, feeling that the little daughter's feelings might not be as worry-free as her son's, it's just that it's not the time yet, and some will suffer in the future.

She thought about it, and the more she thought about it, the more frustrated she became: "What the hell did I plan to raise you for? I feel that it is obviously to shorten my life."

"Mom!" Song Qingnuo's eyes widened, and he began to act with a very hurt look on his face: "Aren't I your little padded jacket?"

"Yes Yes."

Mother Song smiled slightly, "You are my little padded jacket in summer, and your brother is my refrigeration and air conditioner in winter."

The Song brothers and sisters: "..."

Or they'd better shut up honestly and say more mistakes.

Song's mother frightened the two children, and nodded in satisfaction, "You take the object home early and show it to me and your dad, and we will check it out for you, otherwise don't worry."

"Don't worry!" Song Qingnuo immediately flattered her: "Father has such good eyesight, brother has good inheritance, and the sister-in-law he found is also very good!"

Papa Song hummed lightly, accepting the flattery, and the smile on his face grew a little more.

Song Qingxu watched from the side, convinced and ashamed.

Miaozai Miaozai.

Neither Song Qingxu nor Fu Yuan expected that everyone would be happy in one night, but both parents put "meeting the parents" on their agenda.

The most important thing was settled, and the two of them could not hide their smiles when they chatted.

"Ah, this is such a joy."

Fu Yuan huddled under the quilt, and poked his head out of the quilt to make a video call with Song Qingxu.

"Well... if you can be by my side, then I will definitely be happier."

During the day, they have to participate in the online training of the Great Britain Championship and do real test questions, and the one or two hours of video chatting with their boyfriends at night is the most relaxing time for them.

"I have an idea, do you want to hear it?"

Fu Yuan nodded, the friction with the pillow messed up his bangs.

"Since the parents want to see us, and the week before we start school, the class is over, it is better to hit the day, then I will go to see your mother first, then you pack your luggage and I will take you to see my parents, and we will be together again Back to school. When your father is on vacation, I'll see him again, okay?"

Fu Yuan didn't have any objections, so he agreed, and when he talked to Fu's mother the next day, she readily agreed.

But Song Qingxu didn't have the guts to live in Fu Yuan's bedroom under Fu's mother's nose, nor did he dare to let Fu Yuan stay in a hotel with him, and he didn't dare to live in Fu Yuan's guest room either.

At that time, no matter how you say it, there will definitely be all kinds of uncomfortable restraints, and Song Qingxu doesn't want to cause trouble for Fu's mother.

After such a total, it was up to Fu Yuan and Fu's mother to discuss, and let him stay in a hotel outside when Song Qingxu came.

Fu's mother knew that her son's lover didn't dare to be presumptuous when she first saw her, and wanted to make a good impression, so she readily agreed.

The winter vacation passed quickly in doing nothing, and it also passed quickly in the busy study all day long.

But for Song Qingxu, with the idea of ​​"seeing parents after class", the rest of the winter vacation passed quickly and long, looking forward to its early end, but also worried about the final result.

Expectations are still greater than worries, even waiting is the fermentation of happiness.

From time to time, Mother Song mentioned the matter of meeting the parents at the dinner table, her words were full of anticipation for Fu Yuan's arrival, and she warned her son twice and three times about meeting the parents, for fear that he would be rejected.

"Mom... Is it so difficult to have a little confidence in your son?"

Song Qingxu finally couldn't help but speak after hearing her mention "behave well" for the fourth time in one day.

"Difficult!" Song's mother gave her son a dissatisfied look, "I don't know what kind of temperament you are! People are probably just reluctant to see you."

Song Qingxu looked at his mother with aggrieved eyes.

"My brother was disgusted by my mother again." Song Qingnuo was gloating at the side, with headphones dangling around his ears, and he and his best friend were laughingly broadcasting the real situation of his brother on mic.

Song's mother threw the knife in the eye, and her daughter changed her face in a second and quickly retreated from the battlefield: "I have to stay away from this place."

"Then hurry up."

Every time she was in front of her two sons and daughters, Mother Song couldn't be gentle and easy to talk to. Just a simple back and forth chat could force her to stiffen her smile.

She must have owed these two guys a huge debt in her previous life.

But what he said to Song Qingxu was a joke, but the worry was real.Since she had already agreed with the two of them, the son's meeting with his partner's mother was the same as meeting his mother-in-law, and naturally hoped that everything would go well.

At the same time, Fu's mother was also a little restless because the date was approaching.

The boy she is about to face is the one her son wants to spend the rest of her life with. Although the other party is still young, Fu Yuan's heart is with him. A mother also wants to win some glory for her son, at least enough to make people sigh "" Your mother is so nice."

Both parties held the idea of ​​proving themselves. Song Qingxu arrived on the agreed date by high-speed rail carrying a travel bag and several large gift boxes, and then put down the luggage that was crowded with gifts and almost lost its place at the reserved hotel. .

Mother Song volunteered to choose the gifts because women understand women better.

The hotel where Song Qingxu stayed was not far from Fu Yuan's house, but Fu's mother still threw her son out to pick up her boyfriend, and was busy in the kitchen by herself.

Of course Fu Yuan was overjoyed, and rushed to the hotel on a small electric donkey.

As soon as he turned the corner, he saw the handsome figure of his boyfriend standing in front of the parking lot of the hotel, looking this way with his head tilted, and smiled the moment he met his eyes.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was still riding a bicycle, Fu Yuan would have thrown himself directly into his arms.

Fu Yuan stopped the little eDonkey abruptly, stepped out of the car with his long legs, stood up on the little eDonkey like lightning, and hugged Song Qingxu who was coming up.

The longing for more than a month spewed out, and I got great satisfaction at the moment of hugging.The two remained motionless in a hugging posture, and each other's breathing was clearly audible.

Song Qingxu raised his hand and rubbed his hair, then kissed Fu Yuan's forehead.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly there was a dull coughing sound in my ear.

The two separated like an electric shock, and both blushed unreasonably.Fu Yuan hopped onto the small e-Donkey as if his feet were scalding the ground, and embarrassingly faced Uncle Security's probing eyes and motioned Song Qingxu to sit in the back seat.

Then the two of them left in a smooth manner, as if fleeing in a desperate situation.

Turning the corner, the two laughed at the same time.

"It's too embarrassing." Fu Yuan smiled helplessly.

Song Qingxu gave a soft "hmm" as an answer, and he recalled the four words his boyfriend said just now, "The voices on the phone are all modified synthetic voices, and now I really feel the truth. "

It's a pity that now he is carrying a large box and a small box in both hands, so he has no time to give Fu Yuan a good hug.

Song Qingxu seldom sat in other people's backseat, and his backseat only carried her boyfriend and sister.

Although Fu Yuan wore a black mask because he was riding a bicycle, Song Qingxu still recognized those joyful eyes at a glance.

His baby's deer eyes are so beautiful, it hurts to laugh and cry, and a slight movement can attract his full attention.

"When we get home, Mom's meal should be ready."

Fu Yuan felt relieved, and his tone of voice was raised when he spoke: "My mother and I are usually at home. When you came today, my mother went shopping early today, and she has been in the kitchen since she came back. busy."

"I guess I want to show my talents. My mother cooks delicious food."

Song Qingxu had a smile in his eyes, and gently pressed his forehead against his back, "Then do you know how to cook?"

"Of course I will!" Fu Yuan said arrogantly: "I will find a chance to make it for you in the future. It is absolutely delicious, and my mother will praise it!"

He felt the trembling laughter of the people behind him, and when he was about to say that he was laughing at himself, he heard him say slowly: "From now on, you cook for me, and I'll help you next to you, and I'll wash the dishes after dinner. "

"How is it? Is the distribution reasonable?" Song Qingxu raised the hand that was hanging on the rope of the gift box, and poked Fu Yuan's waist maliciously.

Fu Yuan flinched subconsciously, and after a "hum", he asked, "Do you wash the dishes yourself?"

"I'm worried that the dishwasher won't be clean, so I'll wash it by hand." Song Qingxu didn't understand what he meant.

"No." The broken hair on Fu Yuan's forehead was lifted by the wind, and he shook it slightly: "You help me when I cook, and I have to accompany me when I wash the dishes."

"You cook harder, but I like to wash dishes, and washing dishes makes me happy."

Fu Yuan didn't want to pay attention to his nonsense, and slowed down his bicycle: "Here we are."

Carrying a large box and a small box, Song Qingxu stood in the clean and bright elevator room, looking at himself in the glass mirror dressed meticulously, as if he was participating in a company recruitment interview for the first time.

But far more tense than that.

Fu Yuan looked amused, and kissed him lightly on the side of the cheek as a reward, "Come on."