After wearing the book, I was fascinated by the protagonist by his brother

Mother Jian stood there in a daze, watching Mu Nanbei, who was like a fish in water in the kitchen, with quick hands and feet.

The son, who has never been able to distinguish between four and four bodies, moved away happily, and naturally watched Mu Nanbei turn off the gas and check the contents of the pot.

Jian Wenxi was used to being served upon seeing it.

As if nothing had happened, he found a cucumber from the refrigerator and washed it.

"For the leftovers in the morning, there are still two dishes that need to be warmed up. Mr. Mu, why don't you come here." Jian Wenxi begged him.

"Okay." Mu Nanbei began to prepare to wash the pot.

No matter how you look at it, it's boring. Mother Jane has put people in the house.

He felt that he was leading wolves into the house, but the words of chasing people were on his lips. Mother Jian had a good temper all her life, and Mu Nanbei was respectful and polite.

For a while, the two sides were in a stalemate, without tearing their skins, and there was a strange harmony.

Jian asked Xi to eat cucumbers. It's a bit inappropriate to entertain guests like this, but if it's entertaining the son-in-law... I can't think about it.

Mother Jane, who almost got herself in, couldn't stay, it was easier to ask the Buddha than to give it away.

Thinking of Jane's father hiding in the room alone, Jane's mother was unwilling to face the two of them, so she turned back to the room with a blank face.

"Where's your mother?" Mu Nanbei washed the dishes in a regular manner, Jian Wenxi wanted to help, and Mu Nanbei gave him two symbolically.

"She's gone." Jian Wenxi threw the cucumber butt into the trash can, leaned close to Mu Nanbei, and whispered: "It's my teacher Mu who is the most powerful. This trick is mainly against the customer, and my parents will not know it directly."

"I'm nervous too." Mu Nanbei said flatly.

Jian Wenxi carefully studied his expression.

It doesn't look nervous at all, but Teacher Mu is indeed more serious than before, and he hasn't touched him until now, he behaves like a good boy, but Teacher Mu's acting skills are superb.

"Mr. Mu is really scared?" Jian Wenxi asked.

"Yeah." Mu Nanbei said, "Fortunately, your parents have a good temper. If you are grumpy, I'm ready to be beaten up by them."

Jian Wenxi's hand washing dishes stopped unconsciously: "They are very good."

In the sudden low voice, Mu Nanbei heard a trace of grievance.

Mu Nanbei touched his shoulder, "Don't be afraid, Teacher Mu is here and will help you maintain a good relationship with your parents. Believe it or not, Teacher Mu."

Mu Nanbei looked back, but there was no one behind him, so he quickly kissed Jian Wenxi on the forehead.

In Jian Wenxi's home, the parents haven't agreed yet, and a simple kiss feels like tasting the forbidden fruit.

"Trust me! Teacher Mu, everything depends on you."

The two hid in the kitchen, and the parents hid in the bedroom.

The family has no clear solution to this matter.

Discuss and plan cautiously, and are unwilling to hurt each other.

The meal is ready.

"Mr. Mu, it's your first time as a guest. I'm frying another tomato and egg for you." Jian Wenxi looked at the simple leftovers from yesterday's meal, and always felt that he had treated his Teacher Mu badly.

"No, I'll help you eat more leftovers, and you won't have to eat them in a few days." Mu Nanbei whispered.

Breakfast is ready and served on the table in plates.

"Do you want to call your parents?" Mu Nanbei reminded.

The distraught Jian Wenxi nodded: "Yeah."

He walked two steps, turned his head, and looked at Teacher Mu: "What should I say?"

Jian Wenxi dared not open her mouth.

Such a good pair of parents, Jian Wenxi was afraid that he would hurt them.

They didn't have to bear this.

He was trembling, unable to lift his head, like a heinous criminal who was caught.

"Why don't I call it?" Mu Nanbei couldn't bear to see him in a dilemma.

"Don't... I'll do it myself." Jian Wenxi said, how could Teacher Mu take care of everything.

Mu Nanbei still came over, stood behind him, and cheered him up: "Come on."

Gently knocked on the door of Jane's father and Jane's mother's room: "Breakfast is ready, parents, come and eat."

There were slight voices in the room, but no one responded to him.

"Father? Mom?" Within a day or two, Jian Wenxi called out these two titles, from stuttering, to being a little careful, and now unconsciously flowing from between his lips and teeth.

Spiritual identification is established unconsciously.

"Here we come." Jane's mother responded.

It seemed that from the calls, Jian Wenxi's pitifulness was heard, and Mother Jian couldn't bear it anymore.

The door is opened.

Papa Jane came out with a sullen head and sat down at the dinner table.

"That's right, you are hungry, and the child is also hungry. If there is anything you can't eat and drink, then we can talk together calmly." Mother Jane sighed.

"Thank you, Mom?" Jian Wenxi took Jane's mother's arm.

Although he didn't know what the two of them talked about alone in the room, Jian Wenxi could feel that the soft-hearted Jane's mother was helping him.

The four of them sat down, and Jian Wenxi lowered his head, waiting to be dealt with.

After Jane's father sat down, he was reluctant to move his chopsticks for a long time.

Mother Jian preemptively picked up the chopsticks and started to eat: "Why are you just sitting around? When the food is cold, it's still reheating."

Regardless of the slightly angry face of Jane's father, Jane's mother put the chopsticks in Jane's father's hand.

"Dad, let's eat first." Jian Wenxi said in a low voice.

"Hmph." Papa Jian snorted from the end of his nose, as if angry, but obediently, he began to pick up vegetables for dinner.

Jane's mother helped Jane's father pick up a piece of meat: "Eat more."

For this pair of parents, Jane's mother didn't want him to sleep yesterday. It was Jane's father who helped persuade Jane's mother to rest. Now, Jane's mother still has signs of not having a good rest yesterday.

Jane's father didn't want to eat for breakfast, and Jane's mother helped to persuade Jane's father.

It doesn't look like they want to make things difficult for Jian Wenxi, and even reveal a little bit of distress, wanting to rescue Jian Wenxi.

The calm teacher Mu, like an invisible person, was sitting beside Jian Wenxi, eating.

After a meal, the four of them didn't say a few words.

After dinner, Jane's father sat in the living room and turned on the TV, which played the replay of the Spring Festival Gala.

In the kitchen were Jane's mother and Mu Nanbei, both struggling to wash the dishes, and finally Jane's mother was defeated.

Jian Wenxi stood aside.

"Go and sit." Mother Jane said, and sat next to Father Jane.

The two sat on the sofa, neither loose nor tight, comfortable and happy.

Jian Wenxi, who was like a bystander, watched. In the days when "Jian Wenxi" was not around, the two old people might just be sitting side by side watching TV like this.

Now that they have all reached retirement age, they don't have a job, and they don't have children by their side. Do they feel that life is empty?

The old couple are just ordinary working-class people.

With a pension, the only luxury in life may be that his son can come back twice more.

Jian Wenxi lowered her head, not daring to look at them.

"When I came back the first day, I was still sweet-talking. I went out to see him last night and was still alive and kicking, but now I'm downcast!" Papa Jane said.

"Dad." Jian Wenxi said, cheering himself up,

The two old people in front of them are not tall, and Jane's mother is gentle, and Jane's father is sitting on the sofa, and she is a section shorter than standing, but the majesty of the father makes Jian Wenxi feel like looking up.

"Mr. Mu and I...Mu Nanbei and I are going to get married together." Jian Wenxi stood in front of the two of them, trying to see their attitudes towards this answer from their faces.

The two of them who were watching the TV indifferently were obviously a little unnatural.

"I also searched on the Internet. If you have an ordinary job, you are fine, but you are a star. Your words and deeds will be watched by countless people. How can you bear the overwhelming insults?" Jane's mother said unbearably. .

Papa Jane didn't say a word, but it could be seen that he didn't mean to blame.

"I can do it, and so can Mu Nanbei." Jian Wenxi said firmly.

"Can you be scolded?" Jane's mother said sadly.

Jian Wenxi lowered his head, how could he persuade a mother not to feel sorry for her child.

"I won't let Xiaoxi be scolded by others."

Mu Nanbei's voice came out loudly.

"Although it cannot be accepted by everyone, I will block most of the harsh sounds for the creek."

Jian Wenxi looked at Mu Nanbei's determined eyes, as if he was making a promise.

"In front of you, I can swear that for Jian Wenxi, I can accumulate capital, I can control public opinion, and I can become the top in the circle."

Unwavering and unwavering.

Mu Nanbei's speech sounded like a villain to the ears of the two old men.

What "capital" "controls public opinion"...and so on are not fair.

"You young people, I don't understand more and more." Papa Jane said.

"I will definitely protect him." Mu Nanbei reassured.

"I...I will also protect myself, and then try my best to protect Teacher Mu as well." Jian Wenxi said.

They stood together, holding hands unconsciously.

"If you are like this, it's like we are bad people." Mother Jane said.

Mu Nanbei bent down and bowed deeply.

Teacher Mu bowed his head, even if the other party was his parents, Jian Wenxi still felt distressed.

In other places, Mr. Mu has always been aloof and pampered, but the ones in front of him are his parents.

If Mu Nanbei's parents needed Jian Wenxi to bow his head, Jian Wenxi would be obliged.

The two held hands, and Jian Wenxi imitated Mu Nanbei and bowed to his parents.

"You two children, what are you doing here?" Mother Jane sat up from the sofa: "It looks like worshiping Gaotang."

Obviously very serious, but this sentence made Jian Wenxi want to laugh.

Laughing is not, enduring and uncomfortable.

"Stand up, chest up and head up." Papa Jane said in a deep voice.

Jian Wenxi scratched Mu Nanbei's palm.

The two faced Papa Jane.

The unsmiling Jane's father frowned.

"I can't do anything for the New Year's Eve." Father Jian said, he fumbled in the gap beside the sofa cushion and took out two red envelopes.

On the red envelope, there is a big red envelope written on it.

This is bought by the family for the children who come to pay New Year's greetings on the first day of junior high school, and it includes New Year's money.

Jian Wenxi, who has not received lucky money for many years, at this time, receiving this red envelope feels more unexpected than receiving lucky money.

Two invisible red envelopes were placed in front of her.

Jian Wenxi bumped Mu Nanbei's shoulder.

In private, the two made eye contact.

The two children seemed to be whispering, and Father Jane couldn't see what kind of idea they were exchanging.

Jian Wenxi saw that Mu Nanbei was not clever enough.

"Teacher Mu! Change your words! Change your words!" He said with a suppressed voice.

Mu Nanbei received his brain circuit.

"Dad." Mu Nanbei called to Jian's father.

"Dad." Jian Wenxi went up with a smile, and took two red envelopes with one hand.

Jane's father was stunned.

"We won't be polite about changing your mouth." Jian Wenxi gave one of the red envelopes to Mu Nanbei.

"Dad." Mu Nanbei took the red envelope and called out again.

Papa Jane: "...?"

There is such a big son for no reason?

The author has something to say: Mu Nanbei: Entering the door to pay New Year greetings.

Mother Jane: I can't fix it.

Jian Wenxi: This is a changed lipstick bag.

Papa Jane: I won't either.