Yan Lang took Rong Qian back to the community to pack his luggage and called his home. When he heard that his son was going to bring his girlfriend back for dinner, Li Defang was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses. When he asked in detail, he found that his son had hung up the phone and said he was busy helping his girlfriend pack her luggage and move.

Oh, by the way, the wedding room she and Lao Yan prepared for their son, and they also specifically told her to let her and Lao Yan vent their anger, so that they would not let it go for the time being.

At that time, Li Defang was already preparing dinner at home. Yan Suguo was not at home and said he wanted to go to Lao Lou for dinner.

Now that my son is going to bring his partner back, he still looks like he wants to get married. No matter how many questions arise in his heart, he urgently needs his son's answer, Li Defang quickly put the spatula off his apron, and while calling his wife, he notified him to find someone to take the meal home for dinner, he changed his shoes and went downstairs to buy vegetables.

Although the family is not without food, this is not the first time my son has brought a partner back. Li Defang is so excited that she wishes she could give birth to eight hands to make a full banquet for Manchu and Han.

Regardless of whether this daughter-in-law can win her like, Li Defang feels that as long as she is a woman, she will pass this level. It can be seen how urgent Li Defang needs such a creature as a daughter-in-law.

Thanks to the fact that Yan Lang was depressed half a year ago, he was scared Li Defang. Otherwise, Yan Lang would not have had such a free life for half a year.

"Old Yan? Come back quickly! Your son will bring his partner back for dinner in a while!"

The sound of Li Defang's call was so loud that it was so loud that the neighbors from one floor opposite the door could hear it without opening it. They called Yan Suguo for a minute. After Li Defang went downstairs, everyone upstairs and downstairs knew that Yan Suguo's son who was selling fruit on tricycles had finally found a partner.

Yan Suguo had already been hiding out to hide from his wife, but when he received a call from Li Defang, his mind was stuck. Lao Lou was still drinking. Yan Suguo suddenly reacted and quickly reached out to stop him before he even hung up the phone. "Lao Lou, this wine can't be done. Langlang suddenly said that he would bring his partner back for dinner tonight."

Lao Lou slapped his thigh and said excitedly, "That's true, this is a big deal. Don't forget me, the old guy when you are having a wedding banquet!"

"Hi, that's all right?"

Although Yan Suguo was still puzzled, this did not prevent him from being excited and joyful in his heart.

I don’t know if this brat was amused by the old couple before. Maybe he had a girl he liked before. Anyway, Yan Suguo doesn’t believe that his son would get the guy he met today and would take him home to meet his parents today after that?

Yan Suguo hummed in his heart, and was still thinking why he didn't listen to Yan Lang, the boy, just brought back the Hongben skills?

Yan Lang first sent Rong Qian back to the single apartment and packed his luggage. Yan Lang asked Rong Qian to give him the landlord's phone number and then negotiated with the landlord about the withdrawal of the rent.

Rong Qian has always been not good at this kind of thing because she always subconsciously fears causing trouble for others. Now on the first day of having a boyfriend, she can actually realize that it is really good to have a boyfriend.

"The owner of the house regularly cleanses and prepares furniture and daily necessities. He will definitely move in with his bag and bring clothes and private daily necessities."

Yan Lang vigorously advocated the wedding room he prepared for him by his parents, but Rong Qian did not suspect that Yan Lang was a lie at all.

This move may be the most hasty time Rong Qian has ever moved, and she didn't even see the house she was about to move into.

Fortunately, Rong Qian didn't have much luggage and the wardrobe was empty. Two or three sets of clothes were all well-equipped in a season. She took them out of the wardrobe and put them in the trunk together. When she returned to her new residence, she would still take them out and hang them in the wardrobe.

There is nothing to move in the kitchen pots and pans.

When Yan Lang helped clean up, he found that there was not even a wok in the kitchen, only a pair of bowls, chopsticks, rice cooker and small cutting board. The kitchen knife was replaced by a fruit knife that was not sharp enough. You can tell why after thinking about it a little.

Yan Lang turned his head and looked at Rong Qian, who was fumbled in the living room and was pumping paper under the coffee table, and felt a little distressed.

In the morning, Rong Qian also said that she had lived alone for many years, so has she lived like this for so many years?

The house is always quiet, everything is served by one person, and eating monotonous and boring food every day is like being alone in the whole world.

Yan Lang packed up the spoons, bowls and chopsticks in a few seconds and put them in the small rice cooker, and then put them in the carton box when he bought the rice cooker.

"Okay?"

Yan Lang shouted, with joy in his voice, and he couldn't hear it at all, feeling uncomfortable just now.

Rong Qian was also infected by his mood, and there was always a slight smile on her face. Hearing this, he turned his head and looked back in Yan Lang's direction, with joy all over the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, "It's already done!"

All Rong Qian's luggage was a suitcase and a sports bag, which contained various equipment she needed to work, and finally the "kitchen supplies" brought out by Yan Lang.

Yan Lang was worried that Rong Qian would leave it alone, so he simply brought all the things with him in one breath, found plastic pockets in the house to tie them into ropes, tied the cartons in a circle, and then carried the box in one hand and the suitcase in the other, allowing Rong Qian to follow him with her coat in her sports bag.

"No, I'll walk by myself with my cane, and it's all kicked you in the foot."

It was inconvenient for the two of them to walk one by one, but Rong Qian was very happy to follow Yan Lang's arrangement at first, but just now she kicked Yan Lang twice as soon as she left the safety door.

Moreover, there were a lot of things in the suitcase, and her Braille books, Rong Qian stopped.

Yan Lang stuffed the cardboard box into his right hand that had already carried the suitcase, freed up his left hand and held Rong Qian's hand sideways and put it in his pocket. "That won't work. What if you regret it temporarily and don't leave me? Don't worry, I'm a man, so I'm naturally stronger than you."

Rong Qian always has to admit defeat when she says something with her mouth.

The two of them took the elevator downstairs. Yan Lang's tricycle was parked under the unit building at this moment. After walking a few steps out of the elevator, they could put all their luggage into the truck.

"Put your coat, it's going to be dark. It seems that it will continue to rain tonight."

Yan Lang wrapped the spare jacket on Rong Qian first, then set off in the car.

On the way, Rong Qian went down to buy some gifts, but didn't know what to buy. Yan Lang accompanied Rong Qian to visit the supermarket for a while. The two of them, who were inexperienced, discussed that they finally bought some supplements for middle-aged and elderly people, which was neither polite nor safe enough.

After arriving at the Xingfu Community where Yan Lang's home was, Yan Lang saw that there was no father in the security room. He knew that his father must have been looking for someone to change shifts. He smiled and greeted the guard and introduced several security guards to Rong Qian.

They are all my father’s colleagues. Yan Lang occasionally goes to help his father replace his work during night shifts, so he is very familiar with a few people.

Rong Qian couldn't see people, but she had good ability to distinguish people by hearing voices. She had a shy smile on her face. She followed Yan Lang and called out to someone, and said a few more words before she entered the community gate.

"If you have any problems in the future, you can ask Uncle Zhang and the others for help. Of course, this must be when I am not with you."

Rong Qian laughed, Yan Lang caught a glimpse of her laughing, and he also laughed.

"Go to the place where you want to live first and put things in, you can still recognize the door."

The main thing is to allow Rong Qian to adjust her nervous mood.

Rong Qian naturally had no objection, but she was still worried about whether she would let her uncle and aunt wait too long.

"It's only eight o'clock now, so my parents are still busy in the kitchen."

He suddenly wanted to take his partner home for dinner, and Yan Lang felt that he must have added a lot of dishes at home temporarily.

So Yan Lang knows his parents best. Yan Lang helped Rong Qian pack his luggage a little. When he took Rong Qian back, Li Defang did rush out of the kitchen in an apron.

Seeing that the brat at home didn't know how to knock on the door to remind them to prepare a little, Li Defang's eyes were turned over and suddenly thought that the future daughter-in-law saw that she was fierce and looked bad. She turned into a kind smile when she was thrown halfway.

The expression was so strange that Yan Lang almost laughed out loud. Fortunately, Yan Lang also knew that his mother wanted to save face, so he held it back and turned his head to introduce to Rong Qian seriously, "Qianqian, this is our mother. Just call her Aunt Fang for the time being. My dad must not be able to leave the kitchen. You call him Uncle Yan."

After saying that, Li Defang turned around and smiled and cramped in his face, saying, "Mom, this is Rong Qian, just call her Qian Qian."

Li Defang held Rong Qian's hand in a loud voice and smiled and praised her. He looked left and right. Oh, he looked so good. The smile on his little face was gentle and quiet. His eyebrows and eyes knew that he was a gentle temper, but why did his eyes feel a little unconscious?

Li Defang felt a little strange in her heart. When she saw her son calmly taking a cane from her hand and putting it on the shoe cabinet at the door, she bent down to change her indoor slippers, Li Defang suddenly felt something was wrong.

He waved his hand at Rong Qian tentatively, and Li Defang's excited heart suddenly fell into the lake.

The author has something to say: As long as the daughter-in-law is a woman, she can be satisfied. Well, what I mean is my father’s feelings for my brother. Really, by the time he gets a certain age, the acceptance of parents is already so low that it is too low.

ps: I came back after a break and prepared to write. I used to brush messages and accumulated strength. I suddenly discovered a problem.

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