Song Anru said three good things in a row, and you can imagine how satisfied he is with Xia Xin.

In fact, Xia Xin didn't understand how Song Anru looked at people. No matter how he looked at them, he couldn't meet the standards of handsome guys.

However, from the other party's eyes, Xia Xin felt that the other party was not perfunctory, but was saying yes seriously.

According to his past experience, these middle-aged people have a special set of standards for looking at people. For example, Xia Xin has heard his former neighbors talk about Shu Yuewu, big butts, easy to give birth, etc. More precisely, in other people's eyes, big butts are good women.

This is also awesome to see.

I guess Yisha's mother has similar standards.

Song Anru looked at Xia Xin carefully again and asked in confusion, "Why do I think you are a little young? How old are you? Where are you working?"

"I……"

Before Xia Xin could speak, Yisha had already interrupted him toughly, "He is 22 years old this year and is responsible for product research and market research in a network technology company. However, he is still only a grassroots staff and his salary is not very high."

“…”

Xia Xin looked at Yisha in confusion and said nothing.

Song Anru glanced at Yisha with dissatisfaction, "Don't interrupt if I say something."

Yisha pouted and stopped talking.

Song Anru nodded and said, "22, it's okay, the female juniors are holding gold bricks. As for this Internet company, yes, I don't know much about emerging companies, it doesn't matter. Who is not from the grassroots level and works hard, young people, having a strong fighting spirit is better than anything else. You can take your salary slowly."

No one knows a daughter, but her mother is very satisfied with Yisha's answer.

Of course, it is absolutely impossible to say that it belongs to students, so it becomes the story of Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu.

Yisha had no doubts about their family, who had strict tutoring. Her father would break her leg when she turned around, so she would lose face when she went out.

"Oh, where are your parents from?"

Like all mother-in-law, after asking about age, work, and salary, it is time to ask parents, brothers and sisters.

This made Xia Xin feel like he was being questioned.

Especially Song Anru's straight-forward look made him unable to withstand it.

After answering a few questions, Xia Xin wanted to run away, "That's very late. I bought the vegetables. Or I would cook first, otherwise there would be no food to eat."

"No man goes out to buy vegetables. In the future, I will leave this kind of thing to Sasha. Anyway, she is still idle, and she will only get fatter and fatter when she is idle, like a pig."

Yisha almost choked to death by this mouthful, "...Mom, you actually picked it up."

Song Anru glared at him, "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you go cook quickly?"

Yisha's expression naturally became a little awkward. If you ask her to call her a few KFC, it's okay to Pizza Hut, but it's too difficult for her to cook.

Xia Xin smiled and said, "Sasha can't cook, I'll do it."

He couldn't stand Song Anru's torture and wanted to go to the kitchen.

Song Anru exploded as soon as he heard this, and his voice suddenly became seven or eight degrees higher and glared at Yisha, "What, then why did you tell me last time? I told you to learn cooking skills, Nu Hong, have you not learned it at all?"

Yisha muttered in aggrievedly, "Mom, what era is it? Who is still like a girl? "

Song Anru said very dissatisfiedly, "What do you think you know? You don't know how to use piano, chess, embroidery, cooking, cooking skills, and reading a book, what's the use."

"Don't you know that knowledge changes destiny?"

"It has changed your destiny. Look at your destiny, you can almost find a man. You know what to do when you study. Why do you marry you? Marrying a sow is better than you."

"..." Yisha's lips twitched, she kicked the sofa with dissatisfaction, and said with a blank expression on her face. "Mom, I must have given you the phone bill at that time. Is there anyone who said that to your daughter?"

"Do you think I'll ask for a phone bill? I might as well ask for a bottle of soy sauce."

"..." Yisha had nothing to say.

"It's rare for someone to fall in love with you, and I don't know how to cherish it."

“…”

It is said that in the eyes of parents, all children are without any distinction between beauty and ugliness. They are their parents' precious sons and daughters.

Yisha wanted to explain that the people who chased me could go from here to the square in Kyoto, but this was obviously useless.

Xia Xin smiled awkwardly and interrupted, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll cook."

He just wanted to escape from the accident scene as soon as possible.

"How can I let a man cook? I'll do it."

Song Anru grabbed Xia Xin very hard and stood up.

Of course, Xia Xin refused, "How can that work? No matter how you say it, you are also a guest, so how can you let the guest cook?"

Song Anru was much more polite to Xia Xinke and smiled, "What kind of customers are your own family in the future. Our family has no rules for letting men cook. If she asks you to cook in the future, you will boldly slap her to see if she still understands the rules."

"No, no, I like cooking quite a lot. I'll do it myself. Sasha is tired of working for a day, so let her rest."

"She is so tired. She may not be able to have a job or not. She may go there and is becoming more and more disobedient. Last time..."

Song Anru stopped halfway, and after a while, he continued to say this for less than a few hours, "I'll go cook first, let's talk later,... and you. I'll learn hard for me, and I can't cook. When I go back, I'll see if your father doesn't teach you a lesson, and see how much they love you."

"..." Yisha stared at Song Anru with a blank expression and said nothing.

For families with a bit of feudal ideas, there is a rule that a gentleman stays away from the kitchen, that is, men at home cannot cook or be a butcher, and this is not something civilized people should do.

A gentleman should be a civilized person, and the men in the family should also be civilized persons.

Cooking must be done by the woman.

Yisha asked Xia Xin to cook, which was a serious sin at home.

Therefore, Song Anru would rather cook by himself.

Seeing Song Anru walking into the bedroom, Xia Xin looked at Yisha behind him and whispered, "Your family has so many rules."

"It's not just that when you go to our old antique place, you will know what many rules are. You can't pick up two bites of the same dish in a row. You have to wait for anyone to get the chopsticks first when eating. You have to take some steps to walk. You have always taught that women are the best at home, and even the United Nations' equality law for men will not agree to..."

“…No wonder you refused to go back.”

Xia Xin said this and suddenly laughed, and he smiled happily. Yisha smiled inexplicably.

"why are you laughing……"

"I just discovered something interesting," Xia Xin said and pointed to his legs, "I'm tired of walking."

"Are you looking for a fight?"

"I remember you threatened me just now."

Xia Xin is a man who is quite vengeful and said this again a smirk.

The so-called gentleman takes revenge, it is not too late for ten years. Unexpectedly, this opportunity comes so quickly.

Xia Xin put his legs on the coffee table and complained loudly, "Oh, I've been working for a day, my feet are so sore. I seem to be unable to walk anymore. My feet hurt so much. I'll massage it myself."

Because although Xia Xin said it was not loud, it was not light, so Song Anru from the kitchen heard it. Song Anru only glanced at Yisha, and his eyes were clearly asking, what are you still doing, so ignorant?

If you run away again, is there anyone who wants you?

Yisha was afraid that Song Anru would hold her for another three hours, so she immediately remissed and squatted down next to Xia Xin, "I'm tired, so I'll give you a massage."

Xia Xin said bluntly, "If you deliberately twist me, I will 100% scream."

This made Yisha’s little abacus in her heart fail, “…I can’t tell, you are quite rude.”

"You are not qualified to say to me. Do you know how embarrassed you are to me?"

“…”

Yisha stopped talking, put her hands on Xia Xin's calves and helped her massage them hard.

Xia Xin felt two weak and boneless hands pressing on his legs, which was really comfortable.

After a casual look, I realized that Yisha's chest was fuller and more bloated because of squatting. She looked like she was about to tear her clothes at any time, which was quite grand. This was really unbearable for Xia Xin, a late-mature slutty young man.

Moreover, Yisha only wore a thin hot pants at home. Because she squatted down, her buttocks formed a semi-circular plump and tight shape, paired with her snow-white big white legs...

Xia Xin couldn't stand it and unconsciously looked away. No matter how she looked, Yisha's figure was also the impeccable type of devil. Xia Xin felt that if she had no vision, she wouldn't be able to find her boyfriend.

Yisha glanced at Xia Xin and said with a smile on her face, "Uncle, are you still satisfied?"

"Perhaps forcefully. After a closer look, my nails seem to be a little longer."

Yisha lowered her voice and said, "...Don't be too tempted."

Xia Xin also lowered his voice and replied, "You are the one who made trouble first. You are asking me for help and threaten me. Are you asking for help?"

"You wait for me."

"mom……"

Xia Xin only called him a half word and was interrupted by Yisha.

Yisha hurriedly sat next to Xia Xin, grabbed Xia Xin's hand with a pleasing smile,

"Oh, Shin-chan, your nails seem a bit long, I'll help you trim them neatly."

Xia Xin smiled relaxedly, "Okay, I'll let my mother see after cutting it."
To be continued...