Zhao Naiwen's arrival for the New Year was also a matter of Ye Rongyao's family to confirm his character. If everyone in his family recognized him, he would be the identity of a prospective son-in-law.

However, Ye Rongyao still requires the two not to have physical relationships before getting married.

This is also a kind of protection for Ye Rongyao to protect his daughter, allowing them to live with each other for two years. If they can still get along with each other, they can get married when they graduate from college.

If they feel that they are not suitable for each other for a while, they will break up. As long as there is no physical relationship, their daughter will not suffer any losses.

As a father, Ye Rongyao naturally stands on the side that his daughter is favorable.

As for the fact that after graduating from college, his daughter was only 23 years old and was still very young, was she getting married a little early? Ye Rongyao didn’t think it was early. In ancient times, people got married in their teens. Now, many countries abroad put the marriage age at the age of sixteen and eighteen. When Liu Qingqing married herself, she was only eighteen years old.

In Ye Rongyao's opinion, it was not too early to get married.

This year's New Year's Eve dinner is different from previous years, and there is an expected son-in-law at home.

The New Year’s Eve dinner was cooked by Ye Rongyao himself. From the first dish to the last dish, "there are fish every year", it was all done by Ye Rongyao.

So everyone was happy to eat this New Year’s Eve dinner.

"Your father's cooking skills are really amazing. The taste of this dish is really good and I almost got bitten on my tongue."

Zhao Naiwen whispered to Ye Xiandie sitting beside him.

"Of course, you don't have the second place in the world to find my dad's cooking skills. My dad is definitely the chef god. It's hard to eat the food made by dad at home. This is when it's New Year's Eve, and dad cooks in person. Just have fun!"

Ye Xiandie said proudly.

Since childhood, Ye Xiandie liked to eat dishes made by her father, but after going to high school, she spent less and less time at home, and she had very few dishes made by her father.

Especially when he thinks that after getting married, he will not be able to get at home often, Ye Xiandie is a little worried about gains and losses.

Is it really good to get married?

Feeling that Ye Xiandie was suddenly depressed, Zhao Naiwen asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

"If...if we get married, would we live with my dad often?"

Ye Xiandie looked at Zhao Naiwen and said.

Although this requirement is a bit too much, Ye Xiandie wants to be at her own home only, no, she calls her parents' home after getting married.

"this……"

Zhao Naiwen didn't know that he had answered, after all, it wasn't enough for him to agree to this matter.

If you don’t live in your own home after marrying Ye Xiandie, and live in your father-in-law’s house, your parents will be unhappy even if they are enlightened.

Secondly, as a son-in-law, what is that going on with my father-in-law's house for a long time?

"Haha, what are you whispering?"

Liu Qingqing smiled and looked at Ye Xiandie and Zhao Naiwen and asked.

"No... nothing!"

Ye Xiandie hurriedly shook her head and said.

I am just in my sophomore now? It’s still early to get married. If my parents knew that they would consider who to live in after marriage, wouldn’t it be a joke for everyone!

"Come on, eat crabs. These are all raised in your own lake, which are more delicious than the authentic Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs!"

As he said that, Liu Qingqing gave Ye Xiandie and Zhao Naiwen a big crab on the plate.

"This crab is too big!"

Looking at the big crab weighing about one pound on the plate, Zhao Naiwen was afraid to put down the chopsticks.

Zhao Naiwen had seen hairy crabs weighing a pound before in the news. They were kings of crabs, and they were all used for auctions, and each one could be sold for tens of thousands of yuan.

But now, the big crabs in a large basin all look like a pound. The big crabs in this basin can probably be sold for hundreds of thousands of yuan.

This rich man is so generous to eat!

This made Zhao Naiwen feel a little inferior. His family is not in line with Ye Xiandie’s family!

"Why don't you like eating crabs?"

Seeing Zhao Naiwen staring at the big crab without saying anything, Liu Qingqing asked in confusion.

"No...no, I just haven't seen such a big crab."

Zhao Naiwen shook his head and said.

"That's so strange that you are rare. The crabs raised in our lake are so big. I'll take you to catch big crabs tomorrow."

Ye Xiandie said with a blank look at Zhao Naiwen.

Ye Xiandie is used to crabs weighing one pound, and crabs weighing two or three pounds are rare.

"It's just like being at home here. Don't be restrained. Can you drink white wine?"

Ye Rongyao looked at Zhao Naiwen with a smile and asked.

"Can...can drink a little."

Zhao Naiwen nodded quickly and said.

This future father-in-law who looks very young puts the greatest pressure on Zhao Naiwen. Every time he faces him, Zhao Naiwen feels a sense of pressure that he can't breathe.

"Okay, you can have a few drinks with me."

Ye Rongyao became interested as soon as he heard this.

In the past, there were many people in the village who could drink well with me, but now there are not many.

There are only a few people left in Xiao Si'er, but on New Year's Eve, they also have to accompany their family, so it is natural that they can't drink with them.

It’s okay for these women to drink some red wine, but not as white wine, and Ye Rongyao doesn’t like red wine.

In Ye Rongyao's opinion, this red wine is for women, and a grown man looks sissy when drinking red wine.

"good!"

Zhao Naiwen nodded and responded.

When I was a child, I lived with my grandparents in the north. The winter in the north was particularly cold. When I was a child, my grandfather would drink white wine to keep warm, and Zhao Naiwen's alcohol tolerance was also cultivated.

Now there is no problem with Zhao Naiwen drinking a pound of white wine, so Zhao Naiwen is naturally very happy to be able to drink with his future father-in-law.

"Okay, okay, our father-in-law and son-in-law have some good drinks."

During the Chinese New Year, someone accompanied him to have a good meal, and Ye Rongyao was very happy.

Although Ye Rongyao looked serious, he had already recognized Zhao Naiwen as his son-in-law in his heart.

Otherwise, I would not have agreed to Ye Xiandie who took Zhao Naiwen home for the New Year.

The reason why Zhao Naiwen felt a strong sense of oppression was mainly because Ye Rongyao's natural advantage. A man with a tiger-back and bear-waisted waist, almost 1.9 meters tall and looks fierce. For people who are unfamiliar, looking at Ye Rongyao is particularly stressful.

Especially when Ye Rongyao stared at her eyes, the feeling of oppression was very powerful.

Soon, Zhao Naiwen realized that his future father-in-law had a much better alcohol tolerance than him. After drinking more than a pound of white wine, his face did not change. Zhao Naiwen had already drunk all kinds of vegetables.

"How about it, do you still need to drink?"

Ye Rongyao looked at Zhao Naiwen with a smile and asked.

"Naiwen, you're drunk, don't drink it!"

Ye Xiandie hurriedly advised Zhao Naiwen.

My father is really good, so why should I get my boyfriend drunk? I have drunk two bottles of Maotai, and I still have to drink it. Isn’t I going to drink him?

"I...I'm fine!"

Zhao Naiwen is already seventy or eighty-eight-eight-eight-drunk.

"It's okay, just have a few more drinks!"

Ye Rongyao smiled.

"dad……"

Ye Xiandie couldn't help but look at her father with complaint. Her boyfriend had drunk like this, and he even asked him to drink. It was so... so hateful.
Chapter completed!