Yan Lang's mother Mao Xianmin is only fifty-three years old this year. She is not particularly old, but she is not very healthy. After she is fifty, she is weak and sickly. After the weather gets cold, she can catch a cold even if she washes a dish with cold water. So Yan Lang only changed her job two years ago.

Although Yan Lang didn't take care of me in detail, at least I had a headache and fever, and I could have a son by my side.

Yan Lang's father passed away when he was a teenager. Yan Lang was not interested in marriage at all. According to his idea, even if he got married, he should live with his mother.

But Mao Xianmin doesn't think so. Nowadays, young girls don't like to live with the elderly.

She thought that she was not old, at least not at the time of being unable to move, so a few years ago when Yan Lang was still in the army, she used the money her son sent back over the years to buy a house, hoping that her son would get married and have a baby as soon as possible.

As a result, the house has been renovated for more than two years, and in the end it was convenient that the bachelor's son, who happened to rent the warehouse in this area, came here to stay for one night from time to time.

It was a coincidence that Yan Lang was not in the company in the evening, and Mao Xianmin happened to walk here when shopping, so he came over to see his son and sat for a while and waited to go home with his son.

As a result, my son didn't see it, but heard that a very beautiful and energetic girl came all the way to find her son.

Upon hearing the news, Mao Xianmin couldn't sit still and hurriedly pulled people from the company to inquire carefully. He bought a lot of good dishes on the way home, and then called.

Mao Xianmin had already thought about it, so she pretended not to think about her son’s relationship with this little girl. When her son’s friend came, of course she should take her home for a meal.

If her son said she would take her friend out for food, she would say that she had bought all the vegetables. After that, her son would definitely agree to take her friend home.

Who knew that before Mao Xianmin had time to use the method he had thought, a girl answered the phone after a son said something on the other end of the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Mao Xianmin started to work hard, while muttering in his heart, "Oh, this girl's voice sounds so nice."

The most important thing is that the girl was so intimate when she talked to her. Mao Xianmin dared to pat her chest to make a promise. This girl must be her daughter-in-law who hadn't run away.

As for the girl who is willing to be willing to be a son, will he not?

Hi, how is that possible? If you really don’t want to, can your son take someone to the new house to settle?

If you really don’t want to, can someone grab the phone from your son?

Mao Xianmin in the kitchen cut vegetables, stewed soup and marinated meat, and was so busy that the pots and pans were clattering.

Yan Lang also took Zanglan out. The houses on both sides were not far away, only two streets away. Yan Lang didn't drive and bought two boxes of chestnut cakes on the road.

"Does mom like to eat this? Or do you like to eat chestnuts?"

Zanglan put his hands into Yan Lang's armpits and squeezed Yan Lang away.

Yan Lang pulled out his hand that was originally in his pocket, held Zanglan's funny hand under his armpit, put it in his pocket, said that his mother liked to eat chestnut cake, and then chuckled and teased Zanglan, "Didn't you call me aunt when I called me just now? Now I'm calling me again?"

Originally, Yan Lang thought that Zanglan was going to call him Mom directly on the phone just now, but this girl was smart and even changed her name to him.

But I don’t know if I’m used to listening, but Yan Lang still thinks it’s best when the girl calls him uncle, especially when she is on the bed, she calls him uncle with a crying voice.

Zanglan also put his other hand into Yan Lang's pocket, regardless of whether his walking posture would be awkward if this happens. "Uncle, you are so bad. If you are not angry, do you think I dare to shout in front of my mother."

"It's really bad" and other things made people feel goose bumps. When people passing by heard this, they turned their heads and glanced at them for a few more times. There were two young girls covering their mouths and smiling at them.

Yan Lang didn't want to pay attention to her, and Zanglan immediately shook Yan Lang's pocket and glared at him with his cheeks. Although he didn't say anything, Yan Lang just saw the meaning in her eyes: Do you, a disgusting man, dislike others again?

Yan Lang sighed silently. What could he do? Of course, his girlfriend has to follow her.

"You'd better not scare mom. It's the first time we met. She had always known that I had no partner before."

If the progress is too fast, will the elders feel that the girl is not reserved enough? Yan Lang thought uncertainly, he has no experience and has no direction to speculate.

Facts prove that Yan Lang didn't know women in his fifties too much. In the words of an old friend of Mao Xianmin, when his son was still young, he was always worried that they would fall in love early in school and delay their studies.

When I get out of work, I can start looking for a girlfriend, but I feel that girls all over the world are not worthy of their sons.

However, when my son is in his third year, he really wishes that his son will bring a girl back and then go and get his certificate.

Like the son of Mao Xianmin, who has not held a girl's hand from kindergarten to twenty-eight, Mao Xianmin has actually learned to go online and is preparing to check the matter between men and men online.

So when Mao Xianmin saw such a beautiful young girl like Zanglan, his joy was simply undescribable.

Anyway, Yan Lang felt that he had not learned Chinese well and had insufficient vocabulary.

Zanglan is also an unrestrained person. She always calls her aunt when she sees people, and like a little tail, she surrounds Mao Xianmin and helps him.

Yan Lang looked at his little tail turning into my mother's little tail, touched his pocket, and finally felt a box of chewing gum.

This was bought for him by Zanglan just now, and he confiscated his cigarette, saying that he would quit smoking from now on, so that the baby born in the future would be healthy and smart enough.

God knows that Zanglan is only 19 years old this year and is still in college, so he actually thought of it.

Yan Lang didn't like sweet things, so he didn't take out the chewing gum, so he turned to see what work needed to be done at home.

The meal was very lively because of the Zanglan. It can be said that it was the most lively time in this family in more than ten years.

After dinner, while Zanglan went to the bathroom to go to the bathroom, Mao Xianmin hurried over and asked Yan Lang, "Son, how did you cheat such a young girl? Not to mention an online dating? This is your first time meeting today? Does her family know?"

Mao Xianmin recently learned to use a smartphone to surf the Internet, and he also knows about online dating.

Yan Lang was speechless and glanced at his mother, "Mom, what are you thinking about? Last time I went to help Lao Wang take the shift in the middle of the night, but I met him on the way."

As for other things, Yan Lang didn't say much.

Mao Xianmin suddenly realized "Oh" and didn't know what he realized. Anyway, he was relieved, "Son, when are you going to get married with Xiaolan? She has come to our house. When you send her back, you can meet the parents."

Mao Xianmin hopes that his son and Zanglan can settle the marriage as soon as possible. Even if they can't get married now, at least they can set the marriage first.

Yan Lang reached out and stuffed a piece of fruit into his mouth. He didn't want to discuss this topic with me, so he was vague and perfunctory, "It's still early, she's still in college."

Mao Xianmin sighed, but when Zanglan came out of the bathroom, she quickly became happy again.

He sat down and said for a while. Seeing that the time was almost over, Yan Lang had not even stood up and said he was leaving. When Mao Xianmin saw the sky outside the window, he immediately stood up and went to Yan Lang's room to pack up a luggage bag for him and handed it to him. "Xiaolan, it's getting late today. You and Lang Lang will go back early. Tomorrow, auntie will buy a black bone chicken and stew it for you to drink. That special supplement will be good for women's health."

Yan Lang: "..."

Yan Lang was "swept out" by my mother carrying a bag and taking Zanglan.

Although he had no intention of staying, why did Yan Lang feel so unhappy when he was packed and thrown out by his mother so impatiently?

On the way back, Zanglan was eating snacks all the way, and his hands were not free. While eating, he looked around. He saw delicious, fun and strange things, and he had to stand to watch.

Yan Lang suddenly found that there was no one around him after walking for a while, and he had to look for him, as if he was taking care of a child.

Yan Lang pinched the bridge of his nose and simply put all the things that Zanglan had pinched in his hand in a food bag and held them in his hand. He freed up Zanglan's left hand and held it firmly by himself. Only then did he not get lost again.

Zanglan smirked with her lips.

On the way back, I bought a lot of things. In addition to Zanglan's daily necessities, I also had several clothes to change clothes.

When he went to the underwear store to buy close-fitting clothes and pajamas, Zanglan insisted that Yan Lang help her choose, which made Yan Lang unable to do anything. He pointed out a few randomly in the salesperson's giggle, but he didn't see clearly what specific styles were.

When he finally got home, Yan Lang breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that it was too terrible to accompany the little girl to go shopping, and he was even more tiring than to go on a mission.

"Uncle, you'll go shopping with me tomorrow. As a boyfriend, it would be super overwhelming if you don't take your girlfriend to go shopping once!"

Yan Lang: "Didn't you just go shopping just now?"

Then Yan Lang gained a particularly straightforward contemptuous look from his kissing girlfriend.

Yan Lang wiped his face and hid in the bathroom to put her bath water. He doubted whether he was really old and could not keep up with the trend of young people even if he was serious.

After taking a shower, Zanglan found a close-fitting vest from Yan Lang's luggage as pajamas on the grounds that she had not washed her pajamas and was uncomfortable wearing it.

Needless to say, the vest that the man wore was originally big with a wide collar and the cuffs were also very large. Zanglan also wore nothing but the vest. Yan Lang didn't dare to take a look at it anymore. He turned around and buried his head in the changing clothes and entered the bathroom.

When Yan Lang came out, Zanglan had already crawled into the quilt. She could only see Zanglan's head exposed outside with the quilt. Yan Lang breathed a sigh of relief and finally calmed down.

After wiping my hair, I went to the bathroom to wash the changed clothes in the machine and threw them into the washing machine to wash them.

When the washing machine was working, Yan Lang also took two basins and used special sterilization soap for underwear to slowly clean the two of their close clothes in two basins.

In addition, Yan Lang took advantage of the time when the clothes that Zanglan had just bought, and also saw how unreliable the styles of the clothes he had helped him choose were.

Yan Lang pretended that these styles were not actually what he wanted to buy.

When all the clothes were dry, they cleaned the bathroom floor and bathtub. When Yan Lang returned to the bed, Zanglan was lying there playing with Yan Lang's mobile phone.

There is nothing shameful on Yan Lang's mobile phone, and there is not even a game software for entertainment, let alone any chat/sex software.

Zanglan has already deposited their WeChat and phone numbers separately, and even the nicknames are the stingy names that the little girl likes to use.

Yan Lang glanced at it, smiled, and said nothing, put his phone next to it, lifted a corner of the quilt and lay in.

As soon as Yan Lang lay down, Zanglan came over like a baby who was about to eat. Yan Lang raised his hand and immediately stiffened his whole body.

Zanglan, who had been quiet for a long time, finally laughed out loud. At the same time, she turned into an octopus and wrapped it around Yan Lang, twisting and twisting like an earthworm arching mud.

"Uncle, come and have fun, I have a lot of time anyway~"

What the hell is singing this?

Yan Lang turned off the lights and couldn't stand this strange song. He turned over and lowered his head and blocked his mouth.

The author has something to say: Little Pepper: Uncle, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice [A old-fashioned love song specially selected by the uncle's age group

Old driver: If rice and baked sausage biscuits are put together, the mouse will take the lead in choosing the latter two [seriously consider the logical problem that fits the actual situation]

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