rebirth chores

The pure white rice paper slowly unfolded, revealing the elegant black handwriting - Hemerocallis Lingshuangcui, Ganoderma lucidum dew.Zhuo Lan glanced at it casually, and smiled: "That's right, put it away."

Yuan Zhuoyang looked at Xu Xiaowen apologetically.Xu Xiaowen lowered his head to pick up the food, but there was no reaction.

This was expected, Zhuo Lan would like him unless it was raining red, and the things he gave would naturally be even more unfavorable to her.

Having said that, which mother will be happy that her son is gay, and will happily celebrate her birthday with her son and his son's boyfriend.The existence of Xu Xiaowen is simply poking at Zhuo Lan's heart, constantly reminding her of her son's unusual hobbies and the grandson she will never have.

She didn't treat Xu Xiaowen as transparent or scold Xu Xiaowen because she raised her well.

Xu Xiaowen has always thought this way, so he accepts any attitude of Yuan Zhuoyang's parents calmly, neither humble nor complain, neither sad nor complaining.

Yuan Zhuoyang originally meant to have a meal at home to get close to the family, but Zhuo Lan insisted on going out to eat, so he chose this hotel.As soon as he entered the private room, he urged the waiter to serve the food. Yuan Jianguo took a few sips from time to time while holding the teacup, without saying a word from the beginning to the end.Zhuo Lan concentrated on eating vegetables.

Although indifferent, Yuan Zhuoyang is actually very satisfied with the current situation.It's not like he's losing his mind, insisting that his parents treat Xu Xiaowen as close as a daughter-in-law, not to mention embarrassing his parents, even he can't imagine it.Being so amiable, going out to have a meal together occasionally, being able to maintain peace, living like this has exceeded his expectations.In his imagination, Zhuo Lan would have a better pass. After all, his mother's first consideration was his son's feelings and needs, but it was beyond his expectation that Yuan Jianguo was so peaceful.There was no intimidation, no negotiation, no questioning, and no mention of the agreement between their father and son!

For Yuan Jianguo to let him and Xu Xiaowen go so easily, Yuan Zhuoyang couldn't say whether he was relaxed or bored.It's like a person who has made the most meticulous and comprehensive preparations to meet the enemy, but the enemy doesn't come.But is it really not coming or is it fake?

It is estimated that only the old Mr. Sima Yi, who has been dead for many years, knows how he feels at war between heaven and man.

Yuan Zhuoyang picked up the chopsticks resignedly, and joined the ranks of concentrating on eating.If the chef of this hotel sees the guests in this box so cheering, he will be moved to tears.

Eating so hard, how long can a meal last.

After a while, several people put down their chopsticks one after another.

"Go to checkout. I'm tired too, go back and take a nap. Don't follow me." Zhuo Lan told Yuan Zhuoyang.

Yuan Zhuoyang went out to check out, and there was silence in the box.Holding the tea, Xu Xiaowen looked somewhat similar to Yuan Jianguo when he first entered the box.

"Auntie, Uncle Yuan!" When he left the box, he ran into an acquaintance.Zhuo Lan's complexion changed, and it changed into a kind smile in an instant: "Lan Xun, what a coincidence. You also come here for dinner?"

Feng Lanxun said in surprise: "Yes, this is such a coincidence. I went out for dinner with my aunt. I didn't expect to meet my aunt by such a coincidence. There are also uncle and Zhuo Yang. Eh~ Who is this?" Her shy eyes turned to Xu Xiaowen. became doubtful.

Zhuo Lan's smile froze for a moment, Feng Lanxun was looking at Xu Xiaowen curiously, but didn't notice.

"This is my good friend, Xu Xiaowen. Xiaowen, this is Ms. Feng Lanxun, a famous pianist in this city, she is amazing." Yuan Zhuoyang took over the conversation and introduced them.

When Feng Lanxun heard what Yuan Zhuoyang praised her, joy flashed in his eyes.The smile towards Xu Xiaowen became more and more kind. "Zhuo Yang's friends must be young talents. I don't know where Xu Xiaowen got a job?"

"I'm still a student." Xu Xiaowen said.

"Ah!" Feng Lanxun was surprised, didn't they meet at work?She knew that Yuan Zhuoyang was studying in the United States. Xu Xiaowen is still a student. He obviously went to a domestic university. The circle has never heard of such a person. How did he meet Yuan Zhuoyang, and how can he still be with Yuan's family members? have a meal together?

"Let's go." Yuan Jianguo threw out two words forcefully.As soon as the elder spoke, Feng Lanxun didn't dare to pull them to talk again.

"My aunt is still waiting for me in the private room. Goodbye, uncle and aunt." Feng Lanxun said goodbye. "Zhuo Yang, call when you are free."

"Okay." Yuan Zhuoyang replied with a smile.

Xu Xiaowen was depressed.He knows this Miss Feng Lanxun.Original Zhuoyang's mother's favorite daughter-in-law.He doesn't mind the Yuan family's cold eyes on him, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't mind Yuan Zhuoyang chatting and laughing with other women under his nose.After all, I can't stand beside him openly and be introduced "this is my boyfriend", so I feel uncomfortable when I see someone who is qualified to stand beside him.Even if he clearly knew Yuan Zhuoyang's sexual orientation, he knew that Yuan Zhuoyang and Feng Lanxun would not and could not have anything.

"Why are you unhappy?" Yuan Zhuoyang asked knowingly.Not to mention that he sees Xu Xiaowen thoroughly, but after eating a meal, he can't see the reason for Xu Xiaowen's mood change with his IQ.

Xu Xiaowen was about to speak when suddenly his mobile phone rang.

Yuan Zhuoyang frowned and said, "Why don't you change the ringtone for the incoming call? It's still the system's own."

Xu Xiaowen ignored him, and checked the number on the caller ID before connecting.

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Zhuoyang asked, "Who is it? I'm still looking for you on weekends, it can't be some big beauty."

"Why would a beautiful woman fall in love with me? People will only favor young talents like you." Xu Xiaowen fiddled with the charm on his mobile phone, staring at the pedestrians outside the car window.

Yuan Zhuoyang smiled: "Sure enough, I'm not happy."

Xu Xiaowen didn't speak.

Yuan Zhuoyang continued: "It's rare to see you jealous, I have to take a second look today."

"Boring!" Xu Xiaowen said angrily. "Put me down in front, and I can walk back by myself. Didn't your mother tell you to go back and tell you something?"

Embarrassment appeared on Yuan Zhuoyang's face. His mother was probably stimulated by Feng Lanxun. Except for the hotel gate, she didn't save Xu Xiaowen any face, and told Yuan Zhuoyang straightforwardly: "Go home, I have something to tell you." What Xu Xiaowen said behind his back, he wanted to know what it was.No wonder Xu Xiaowen felt uncomfortable.

After thinking about it again, I tried my best to substitute Xu Xiaowen into my social circle and my family. Judging from their special relationship, I have done things that many people would never be able to do in a lifetime.Even if Xu Xiaowen's parents come back, he will be a little helper and be careful.

Isn't Xu Xiaowen very sensible?Why are you starting to be careful today?

Not only proud of Xu Xiaowen's jealousy, but also dissatisfied with Xu Xiaowen's anger at Zhuo Lan.Yuan Zhuoyang really listened to Xu Xiaowen's words, put him down on the side of the road, and drove back to Yuan's home.

Xu Xiaowen watched Yuan Zhuoyang's car go away, took out the phone, and pressed the callback on the first one that answered. "See you at the old place in 10 minutes."

Xu Xiaowen found two private detectives.Originally, the fewer people who knew about this kind of unsightly thing, the better, but the one he looked for first was too poorly skilled, so he never got any serious information.So Xu Xiaowen found another well-known company in the industry through other channels.The owner of that number just now is.

After waiting for so long, it finally paid off.God knows that Xu Xiaowen took a lot of effort to act nonchalantly in front of Yuan Zhuoyang.

Xu Xiaowen meets with the private detective.Yuan Zhuoyang once again faced the mental attack of his own mother.Zhuo Lan's attitude is very firm, you can do whatever you want, whether it is good or bad is his own creation.But he had to give the old couple an explanation.

Zhuolan's so-called confession is a wife and a child.As long as Yuan Zhuoyang is willing to marry a woman and have children, she doesn't care who he is with in private.She doesn't care if Xu Xiaowen is not his son, but Yuan Zhuoyang was brought up by him in October of his pregnancy, so she must obey her in this matter.

Yuan Zhuoyang was as big as a bucket under Zhuo Lan's anger.

"Mom, don't you want me to treat Xiaowen as a shameful concubine in ancient times, and you want me to marry a real wife..."

Zhuo Lan was so angry at Yuan Zhuoyang's metaphor that she pointed at Yuan Zhuoyang's hand and kept shaking.

Seeing that his mother was so angry, Yuan Zhuoyang quickly helped her to sit down.

"Mom, everything else is fine, just this one. No matter what you say, it's impossible—I can't hurt other girls."

Yuan Zhuoyang didn't return to the apartment until late at night, and when he opened the door, the house was dark.It seems that Xu Xiaowen hasn't come back yet.This is a rare phenomenon.

He turned on the light in the living room, and the soft light diffused.There was no one in the bedroom, Yuan Zhuoyang took out his mobile phone and dialed Xu Xiaowen while walking into the study.

Jingling bells came from the study.

Xu Xiaowen opened the study door. "You're back, have you eaten yet?"

"Why don't you turn on the lights at home?"

The two said in unison.

Xu Xiaowen made a major decision at home.Now is the time to worry about gains and losses.And Yuan Zhuoyang was forced by Zhuolan all afternoon, and he couldn't even eat well.I want to find someone to talk to, there is only Xu Xiaowen at home, and what Zhuo Lan said is not suitable for Xu Xiaowen at all.

Yuan Zhuoyang looked gloomy, while Xu Xiaowen was absent-minded.

Silent all night.

The author has something to say: today it is still bland boiled water, but tomorrow I will enjoy the strong taste of Malatang.Are you ready?girls?