As a father, Zhuang Fuqiang cannot give these to Zhuang Tong

A sigh expressed his heart.

"Uncle and aunt, come and have some fruit. This is what I just bought this morning."

Nie Qingqing walked out of the kitchen with a fruit tray and greeted with a smile.

"Please trouble you Qingqing."

Zhuang’s mother sat on the sofa and thanked her.

"Click!"

At this moment, the door lock sounded crisply, and the door was pushed open immediately.

The moment he pushed open the door, Lin Xian was stunned.

I saw a pair of middle-aged women sitting on the sofa, Zhuang Tong and Nie Qingqing were carrying fruits.

Invite them

Not only him, Zhuang Fuqiang and Zhuang’s mother were also stunned at this moment.

Zhuang Xing first reacted. She quickly walked to Lin Xian and lowered her voice and said, "Dear."

Yes, I'm really embarrassed. My parents came too suddenly and didn't have time to notify you in advance."

Lin Xian almost never came back at noon, so Zhuang Tong planned to notify him again in the afternoon.

Unexpectedly, at noon today, Lin Xian came back abnormally.

Lin Xian raised his eyebrows and whispered: "Is this your parents?"

"Well! They don't feel at ease with me, so come and have a look."

Zhuang Xing nodded, and while taking out his slippers, he whispered

It turned out to be Zhuang Xing's parents.

Lin Xian understands their sudden visit.

Poor parents in the world

When anyone learns that his daughter has become a mistress, anyone will come to visit her.

If her parents kept turning a blind eye, Lin Xian would feel abnormal!

Thinking of this, Lin Xian nodded slightly to Zhuang Tong, and then smiled and greeted him:

"Hello uncle and aunt!"

Seeing Zhuang Tong's reaction, Zhuang Fuqiang and Zhuang's mother also reacted.

The young man in front of him should be the financial backer of Zhuang Tong

Zhuang's mother smiled and said, "My son-in-law is back."

Their hometown is in the north, and they call their son-in-law all called their son-in-law.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuang Fuqiang secretly hit Zhuang's mother's arm and glared at her.

Only then did Zhuang's mother realize that she seemed to have said the wrong thing.

Lin Xian and Zhuang are just supporting their relationship, so what's wrong with calling a son-in-law?

Thinking of this, Zhuang's mother looked extremely awkward, and she didn't know where to put her hands, so she didn't even sit.

Yes, not, it seems to be very restrained

Seeing this, Lin Xian smiled and said, "Uncle, aunt, I am Xiao's boyfriend, Lin Xian."

Although Zhuang Fuqiang and Zhuang's mother knew that the two were in a supporting relationship, they heard him say so.

Feel very comfortable in my heart

In addition, Lin Xian has a good temperament and good looks. In addition, this outfit makes people the first

The impression is very comfortable

For a time, Zhuang's mother's favor for him increased greatly.

Zhuang Fuqiang looked at Lin Xian for a few glances, and finally let go of his heart.

My daughter really didn't lie to them, she was really a ten-year-old boy

Moreover, this young man should look good, be temperamental, and behave very well

The key is that it's very rich

Suddenly, Zhuang Fuqiang and Zhuang’s mother’s thoughts became alive.

Both of them are young now, and they think there is something to do with the so-called maintenance relationship.

It looks more like two young people are in love.

Maybe the two will get married in the future?

At that time, won’t Lin Xian become a real son-in-law?

Thinking of this, Zhuang Fuqiang and Zhuang's mother looked at Lin Xian and became much more eager.

Since he has been to Zhang Mengyao's house, Lin Xian has become very familiar with this kind of look.

This is a typical look in which the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law.

Zhuang Xing obviously also found that something was wrong with his parents' eyes, so he turned his head to Lin.

I have a bitter smile.

Lin Xian pinched her little hand and smiled, "Uncle and aunt haven't had lunch yet, right? That's right.

Get up and have a meal!"

"No need to be so troublesome, just eat at home."

Zhuang's mother waved her hand, stood up and said, "You guys, I'll go cook."

Zhuang Tong grabbed her and frowned and said, "You have been sitting in the high-speed train for a few hours."

Still struggling, can your body bear it?"

Hearing this, Lin Xian saw that Zhuang’s mother’s face was abnormally sallow, and he couldn’t help but remember that Zhuang had been before.

Tong once said that her mother had uremia.

I just took the high-speed train for five or six hours, and now I have to go out to eat again. I guess the bank will do this.

My mother will not be able to bear it.

Thinking of this, Lin Xian said, "Let me do this, I'll ask the restaurant to make a copy and send it to my uncle.

Aunt, you are temporarily wronged at noon.”

"No, we can just deal with it casually." Zhuang's mother waved her hands repeatedly.

Lin Xian took out his cell phone and called the butler Alan.

He ordered him to order a table of food at the Jiangnan stove in the hotel and deliver it to his home.

Honestly, this is completely beyond Allen's work.

But despite this, the other party agreed immediately, which was very crisp.

After calling, Lin Xian saw that Zhuang's mother looked tired, so he said to Zhuang Tong: "Home

Isn't there a massage chair? Why don't you take your aunt to try it?"

"Yes!"

Zhuang Tong slapped his head and said in a hurry: "Mom, I bought a massage chair recently.

The effect is very good, so let's take you to try it."

After saying that, he pulled Zhuang's mother to the study.

Seeing this, Nie Qingqing also walked into the study together.

Only Zhuang Fuqiang and Lin Xian were left in the living room. For a moment, the atmosphere was a little silent.

Zhuang Fuqiang is quite muscular and is usually taciturn, especially Lin Xian's body

He felt very embarrassed.

"Does uncle smoke?"

Lin Xian took out a pack of Jiuwu Supreme from the drawer, opened it and handed it over one.

He rarely smokes, but he has one at home.

Although cigarettes are not good, they are sometimes essential for intersection.

This is how men are. Sometimes a glass of wine or a cigarette can open up the conversation.

"Thanks!"
To be continued...