"Mom, you still go up to help my old man, I'll just wait for Mr. Wang here alone." Zheng Yan glanced at Bi Xinxue, who kept looking forward to hope, and felt very helpless.

Not long ago, when Zheng Yan felt that Wang Bo was almost there, she began to go downstairs, planning to pick up her boss at the gate of the community. A few days ago, that is, the night when Wang Bo taught her to drive on Binjiang Road "hand in hand", the other party drove her to the door of her unit, but it was at night. It was daytime, and Zheng Yan was a little worried that Wang Bo would not be able to find the way after he came later, so he planned to go to the gate of the community to wait for his boss in person. never thought that her mother Bi Xinxue saw her go downstairs, so she quickly untied the apron tied to her waist, and followed her out, saying that she was going to pick up guests together.

"It's almost done, what's the other way to fight?, what's the matter, do you think I'm in the way?" Bi Xinxue glared at her daughter with a little dissatisfaction, but her eyes kept looking at both sides of the road, and she could tell the luxurious "Don't touch me" (MB) that she had seen in the traffic and traffic.

"What do I think you're doing? Just pick up someone and pick it up alone, do you need two people? I haven't seen you so active last time Principal Zhang came to our house. Zheng Yan rolled her eyes and said. The more her parents, especially her mother, attached great importance to Wang Bo's arrival, the more nervous she felt, and instinctively wanted to go against her parents.

Bi Xinxue was not happy to say this, looked at her daughter with a straight face, and began to "teach her to be a man":

"Swallow, it's not me talking about you, you say, how good is your boss to you, giving you such a high salary and paying you such good benefits. In July, you went on a business trip with others, planes came and went, lived in five-star hotels every night, and ate delicacies from the mountains and seas. I'm going to come out to greet you now, what's wrong with your boss?

"As for Zhang Deqing, as long as he Zhang Deqing gives me such a high salary as you, let alone picking him up here, it doesn't matter if the old lady picks him up at his door!

"Swallow, we have to be—"

"Have a conscience—" Zheng Yan interrupted Bi Xinxue's words in her mother's tone, "I've been scarred in my ears lately. Okay, okay, okay. If you like to wait, just wait with me. Really, I've never seen you so active in my life, and I use my conscience as an excuse to think that I don't know what you're thinking......" The girl flattened her mouth, and her voice grew lower and lower, until it turned into an inaudible rumble.

Although Zheng Yan just whispered, she knew her daughter Mo Ruomu, even if her daughter was dumb, as long as her mouth was moving, Bi Xinxue could guess her daughter's words. This time she didn't get angry, but laughed "hehe":

"Swallow, then tell me what your mother is thinking?"

Zheng Yan's face turned red, she glanced at her mother, and said, "I'm too lazy to say!"

“……”

The two mothers are like this, you and I are saying goodbye to each other, killing time. This is also the usual way of dialogue between Shuangqing people, especially acquaintances and relatives: talking the opposite, saying the opposite, derogating each other, ridiculing, just not "have something to say".

Just when Zheng Yan was talking to her mother in the vernacular, she saw that her mother's eyes suddenly widened, looked ahead, grabbed her arm hard, and asked excitedly and eagerly: "Yanzi, do you see if the one in front of you is your boss's car?"

Zheng Yan followed Bi Xinxue's gaze, and when she looked, she saw a crystal gray BMW off-road driving in the direction of her and her mother. Zheng Yan's heart suddenly jumped suddenly, but she nodded calmly on her face and replied:

"It's Mr. Wang's car. ”

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"Ahh Wang Bo, who parked the car at the entrance of the community, jumped out of the car, didn't even turn off the engine, and greeted the two people who walked in front of him enthusiastically. Zheng Yan came down to pick him up as the boss, which was the right intention, but even Zheng Yan's mother followed, and when she came to the gate of the community, Wang Bo felt a little "flattered".

"Don't bother Mr. Ha, it's not troublesome at all. But we're in trouble for you, coming all the way here. You're not in a traffic jam, are you?" Zheng Yan's mother greeted Wang Bo with a smile on her face.

"It's not blocked at all, it's going well, Aunt Bi. ”

“……”

Zheng Yan, who was standing aside, let her mother greet her boss. At this time, it was almost noon, and many neighbors came back from shopping for groceries, and almost everyone would glance at the BMW car parked at the entrance of the community and the women standing at the front of the car talking. Some of their neighbors who knew their family well would even come up to say hello. Zheng Yan's personality is not a type that likes to swagger and like to be noticed, she feels embarrassed and ashamed, and she has the urge to ignore these two people and hide in BMW.

However, when she looked at her mother, she was full of interest and enjoyment, while greeting Wang Bo, and at the same time being able to greet her neighbors passing by, looking like she wished that the whole community knew that she had a "relative" who drove a BMW.

The greetings that made Zheng Yan feel like she wanted to drill into the cracks in the ground finally ended. There were still two or three hundred meters away from Zheng Yan's unit building at the gate, so Wang Bo asked the two to get into the car.

Bi Xinxue got into the luxury car in her eyes with a pilgrimage-like mood and got into the back seat with her daughter. As soon as the car door was closed, Zheng Yan saw her mother lower the window next to her, began to poke her head out of the window, and waved goodbye to the neighbors nearby.

"Mom, you are also a people's teacher who stands on a three-foot podium and often preaches to students that 'wealth cannot be yin', why is it so inconsistent?" Don't turn your face away, don't look at her mother's girl and sigh in her heart.

Under Zheng Yan's guidance, Wang Bo parked the car in the open space in front of Zheng Yan's unit building. The two mothers were about to lead the guests to the door, but they saw Wang Bo detour to the trunk and took out a few door-to-door gifts he bought, Moutai wine, Chinese cigarettes and imported cosmetics one by one.

Bi Xinxue was surprised and delighted to see that Wang Bo had bought so many gifts, and whether it was cigarettes, alcohol or paper bags containing cosmetics, they were high-end goods at first glance.

"Ah, Mr. Wang, you are really too polite. Are you like this, what are we embarrassed about?" Bi Xinxue, who was overjoyed, rubbed her hands, caught up in three or five steps, took the gift from Wang Bo's hand, and quickly turned around again, looking at Zheng Yan, who also came up to help carry things, and said with a strange face:

"Yanzi, what the hell are you doing? Didn't I tell you to tell Mr. Wang to come over empty-handed and not buy anything? Why are you so ignorant?"

Zheng Yan wanted to cover her face again, thinking, Mom, your kind words are too fake, since you don't want other people's gifts, just put the gifts back in the trunk, why do you say so much? She was about to refute two sentences, but she didn't have time to speak in a hurry, so she heard Wang Bo say it for her with a smile:

"Hehe, Auntie, don't blame Yanzi. She has faithfully told me what you said. These are not gifts that I bought, they are all given by others, and I don't need them at home. I also borrowed flowers to offer Buddha. It's just a small courtesy, not a tribute. Don't be disgusted!"

"Where, where! It's too precious, Mr. Wang, it's too precious! You can't use it, you can take it home and give it to your eldest brother and eldest sister!"

"It's okay, Auntie. I have a lot more on the roof. As for my mother, my old man is not used to drinking bottled products, and his favorite is the grain wine in the winery, which is bought for ten catties and twenty catties at a time. As for cigarettes, the two of them only smoke cigarettes from the local 'Shifang Cigarette Factory'. By the way, Auntie, there are two sets of cosmetics in it, and this set from L'Oréal is for you...... No, it's for you, and this Lancôme set is for swallows. There are also two bottles of perfume, Chanel's for yours and Burberry for Swallow's ......"

“……”

Zheng Yan stood next to her and continued to listen to the back and forth conversations between the two, one was fake polite, the other was lying, and they all spoke naturally and generously, her face was not red and her heart was not beating, she just wanted to laugh.