Muzifufu's daily life

That night, Mu Zijun was discharged from the hospital with his fever subsided.

Seeing the backs of the two of them leaving side by side, the female student on the bed next to her wiped her nosebleed with reluctance, and resigned herself to updating the code.

Almost as soon as he got home, Mu Zijun received a call from Amumu.

Amumu: "My parents want me to meet your parents tomorrow."

Mu Zijun was taken aback, "See my parents? Why?"

Amumu said seriously: "Propose marriage."

Mr. Muzi stroked his forehead, and smiled helplessly: "Are you a funny man sent by a monkey?"

Amumu: "..."

Mu Zijun: "Why don't you speak?"

Amumu: "..."

Mu Zijun opened his mouth, "You can't... Seriously?!"

Amumu: "Yes. I have prepared the bride price."

Mu Zijun was stunned.

Mu Zijun: "Mom, it's a big deal!"

Muzi's mother: "What's the matter, Muzi? You're calling so late, your father is already asleep."

Mu Zijun: "Mom, my boyfriend said that he will come to our house to propose marriage tomorrow!"

Muzi's mother was confused, "Then shall we prepare a dowry?"

Mu Zijun: "..." Mom, are you serious?

Muzi's mother asked again: "Who is it?"

Mu Zijun: "Ah Mu! You said during Chinese New Year that you don't have to worry about your grandson's surname!"

Muzi's mother thought for a while, and finally remembered, "Oh, the son of the owner of the mahjong parlor. You haven't divided yet?"

Mu Zijun smiled wryly: "No points, are you disappointed?"

Muzi's mother quickly explained: "No, no, I'm just surprised. Just thinking about your previous blind dates, didn't they all break up very quickly?!"

Mu Zijun: "..." Can the looks of those before be compared with Amu? !

Mu Zijun smiled: "Just think of us bastards looking at mung beans, and you're right!"

Muzi's mother also laughed, "OK, I'll tell your dad tomorrow morning, bring it."

"Yeah, Mom, you are the best!" Mu Zijun began to act coquettishly, "Don't worry, you know Amu, he is a talented student, and he is easy to get along with, so he won't make Dad angry."

Muzi's mother sighed in relief, "Actually, you don't have to worry about your father, he has always had that bad temper. The key is to treat you well..."

Mu Zijun was silent for a long time, and then smiled slightly: "He is very good to me. He will also be very good to you."

The next day, Amumu called Mu Zijun early in the morning, and when he got through, he asked, "What gift should I give?"

Mu Zijun was still half asleep and half awake, it took him a while to come back to his senses, and said: "It's not necessary, what gift is there?"

Amumu was stunned, "Yeah, what kind of gift are you giving?"

"This is a rhetorical question! A rhetorical question! How did you learn Chinese?" Mu Zijun woke up completely, sighed, and decided not to be polite to him, "It shouldn't be too expensive, as long as you can express your heart."

Amumu let out a sudden "Oh", hung up the phone in a hurry and got ready to go.

At noon, Mu Zijun drove to wait outside Amumu's school. He was stunned when he saw Amumu walking out with a miniature "Dabai" in his arms.

Mu Zijun pointed to the little "Dabai" and asked in surprise, "Is that what I thought?"

Amumu: "No."

Mu Zijun: "...I haven't even said it yet."

Amumu explained: "This one is hard, don't you like the soft ones in movies?"

Mu Zijun smiled connotatively, "Who said I don't like hard ones?"

Amumu also laughed when he said that, showing two dimples, "It's just as long as you like it."

Mu Zijun poked his dimple, "But isn't it for my parents? What's the use of my liking."

Amumu tilted his head and looked at him, "Didn't you say that a gift should express your heart?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Mu Zijun didn't react.

The roots of Amu'er are a little hot, "So, as long as you like it."

Mu Zijun was taken aback for a moment, and instantly understood... what he meant.

When the two arrived at the door of Mu Zijun's parents' house, when they were about to knock on the door, Amumu suddenly grabbed him.

"How should I call your parents?" Amumu said awkwardly.

Mu Zijun smiled, "Who am I to you?"

Amumu thought about it, thought about it, and thought about it, and then he successfully passed out.

Mu Zijun stroked his forehead and patted his head, "Don't think about it, I'm your boyfriend."

Amumu said seriously: "Oh."

"So," Mu Zijun pinched his chin and kissed him with water, "you know how to call someone?"

Amumu nodded solemnly.Then as soon as he entered the door, he said, "My boyfriend's parents, hello!"

Mu Zijun, Mu Zi's parents: "..." Is this person deliberately funny?

Amumu handed over the bag in his hand again, and Muzi's mother declined with a smile: "Oh, it's good to be here! What else do you bring!"

Amumu said seriously: "This is a betrothal gift."

Muzi's mother patted her leg, "Oh, I almost forgot! Lao Li, quickly take out our son's dowry."

Muzi's father was so angry that his face was about to crack, "huh", "You still know it's a son? Then why did you marry off as a daughter?!"

Muzi's mother didn't lose at all, and said confidently: "If you want your son to marry someone else, then you go to someone else's house to propose marriage!"

Muzi Dad: "..."

Muzi's mother made a large table of dishes and waited happily for them.

But as expected, Muzi's father didn't give them a good look, "Huh, I didn't know that I would come to help your mother cook earlier, but I knew that I would come to eat at the time of the meal! There is no progress!"

Amumu was scolded as soon as he entered the door, obviously very nervous.Mu Zijun squeezed his hand, signaling him to relax.

"Don't make it seem like you're making progress," Mu Zijun said with a smile, "It's not like you don't know how to cook after all these years."

Muzi's father blushed, "I'm different, this is different! I'm a technician, I'm an engineer, I, I..."

"Oh, don't talk about it!" Muzi's mother waved her hand, "Eat first, let's talk after eating!"

After the meal, Amumu took the initiative to speak once, and it was Muzi's mother who asked him how he was doing, so he answered briefly.After this meal, Muzi's father didn't take the initiative to speak once, it was Muzijun who asked him how he was doing, and he answered.

Looking at the two of them, Mu Zijun couldn't help but smiled and said, "In a sense, Mom, I really look alike to you."

Muzi's mother also smiled and said: "Of course, after all, it is a child who was picked up from the garbage dump with her own hands."

Mu Zijun was very cooperative, "Didn't you pick it up on the side of the road?"

Muzi's father also smiled when he heard the words, "I picked it up in the trash can on the side of the road."

The atmosphere finally became more harmonious.At this time, Amumu asked in a serious voice, "Did you really pick it up?"

Instant cold.

Seeing his father's complexion turned pale again, Mu Zijun coughed lightly, and explained: "Amu is a bit of a bookworm, not very good at joking..."

Hearing this, Muzi's father's expression softened a little, he glanced at Amumu, saw that the other party was also looking at him with big shining eyes, and sighed, "That's fine too. Find an honest person who won't be bullied, Have a good time."

Mu Zijun smiled and nodded in agreement, slandering in his heart: Who says honest people don't bully others?Why don't you just stay in the depths and get dark naturally? !

After the meal, when Amumu showed them the little "big white", Mu Zijun realized that it was really not what he thought before.

He thought it was just a Dabai model before, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a personal health consultant by Amumu just like in the movie!

Although it is impossible to do the smart scanning like in the movie, it can monitor people's blood pressure, heart rate, oxygen content and other indicators through the wireless wristband at all times, and display them on the display screen on the big white belly, and simultaneously upload them to Muzijun on the phone.

Moreover, Dabai can also speak - voice broadcast monitoring data, and give health tips based on the data.The most touching thing is that the voice broadcast of "Dabai" uses Mu Zijun's voice.

Before going to bed at night, Mu Zijun sat on Amumu, tugging at his collar, quite arrogant, "Say! When did you record my voice? I couldn't be the one calling (that) bed." time?"

Amumu blushed, "No, no!" He quickly explained: "Every time you come to our laboratory, they will record."

Mu Zijun recalled the number of times he went to the laboratory and the time, with a face full of shit, "It's been planned for a long time!"

Amumu explained: "Everyone thinks your voice is very good and very friendly."

"That's it." Mu Zijun couldn't help being a little disappointed, "I thought you did it for me specially, but it turned out to be the result of research and development."

"It was developed in cooperation with the Medical University." Amumu couldn't understand his thoughts, but he still touched his back and added: "But the appearance is specially made for you. I remember you like this."

Mu Zijun blinked, "Really?"

Amumu nodded, "In fact, making this appearance is against the rules, and it will involve copyright issues. But my classmate said that it doesn't matter if you don't know about it..."

The next day, Muzi's mother hugged Dabai to show off to the neighbors in the neighborhood.One morning, the whole compound knew that Mu Zijun's family had a big white.

【Diary of Mrs. Muzi】

Mu Zijun's diary:

I want his unique gift!

Amumu Diary:

What should he call his parents?