'Clever words, I said I wouldn't let you wash the dishes, you kid. Aunt Yuan said distressedly. 'It's fine, just a few bowls. Qiao Qiaoyan said with a smile. In addition to the fruit pastries brought by Qiao Qiaoyan, there were also a bunch of food on the table, all kinds, fruits, nuts, pastries, preserved fruits, candy snacks, just like the New Year. Qiao Qiaoyan was a little surprised, feeling that her uncle and aunt were simply too warm and thoughtful, and even felt that her fruit pastries were a little shabby compared to these dazzling dishes.

Some imported fruit snacks are even something she has not seen, although she is a little embarrassed and inferior, but she still maintains her cheerfulness and politeness, not letting her uncles and aunts see her low mood, and generously admits that she has indeed not eaten any fruits, she said this, Aunt Yuan and Uncle Fan are more enthusiastic, not only busy cutting and peeling, but also busy introducing the origin and benefits. Seeing Aunt Yuan and her uncle so happy, Qiao Qiaoyan also let go of her inferiority, so that her uncle and aunt could be satisfied, and she didn't care about embarrassment and shabby anymore.

Halfway through eating, cut to the topic, these words have been brewing in Yuan Zhixia's heart for a long time, "Qiaoyan, you are 25 years old this year, this age should be the age when you are already married and have children, although you are not married yet, but do you have a boy you like now?" Qiao Qiaoyan only treated her aunt as an idle chatter, and didn't think about anything else.

'My son and your Uncle Fan are also 25 years old, we asked that day, we don't have a girlfriend yet, alas, I and your Uncle Fan's colleagues and classmates have become grandparents, we are very envious. Aunt Yuan sighed. After all, your son is a boy, and 25 years old is not too old, so you don't have to be too anxious. Qiao Qiaoyan comforted Aunt Yuan, she still didn't think about anything else at the moment.

'Then did your parents urge you to get married and love?' Aunt Yuan continued to probe. No, they weren't in a hurry, they weren't interfering. 'Clever words, half-truths. In fact, it's not that they don't interfere, but that her parents' minds haven't stayed too much in their daughter's place at all, they just don't bother to worry about this at all, it's just not enough for Qiao Qiaoyan to change the word at the moment, hide the truth, and retain self-esteem.

After being tempted for a long time, Aunt Yuan didn't know how to continue to be tempted, so it was better to get straight to the point, "Qiaoyan, you and Uncle Fan both think that knowing you is a kind of fate, I like you as a girl very much, and treat you as my own daughter, you know that we have a son, we want the two of you to be together, and Auntie wants us to kiss each other, so that this fate can be divided into family affection." Aunt Yuan has really prepared her lines for a long time, of course, she is also sincere, she is very sincere and eager to hope that Qiao Qiaoyan will become her daughter-in-law, be good to her, her husband, and her son, because she must be a good daughter-in-law who is filial and will not be against her mother-in-law, and she must be a good wife, virtuous and gentle.

Qiao Qiaoyan, a simple-minded and simple-minded girl, has only regarded them as New Year's friends since she met Aunt Yuan and Uncle Fan, and then gradually fantasized that they were her parents, but she never thought about becoming a daughter-in-law and marrying their son.