Quan Zhirong, accompanied by Zheng Xiuyan and Zheng's mother, walked into the living room together, and saw a middle-aged man wearing simple home clothes, glasses, and reading a newspaper with both hands. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, Quan Zhirong didn't dare to slack off a little, and before he said hello, he asked An Dao: "Uncle, good morning, excuse me." ”

After all, the two of them "got up early and greedy for darkness" from where Quan Zhirong lived, and it was really early.

Hearing this, Father Zheng put down the newspaper in his hand, smiled, and said, "Hehe, don't be too polite, you are Quan Zhirong, well... ”

Quan Zhirong was not afraid of life, took a few steps, found a place to sit down, and saw Zheng's mother whispering a few words in Zheng Xiuyan's ear, and then said to Zheng's father and Quan Zhirong: "Well, you two talk first, I'll prepare a little breakfast." ”

After Zheng's mother finished speaking, Zheng Xiuyan also sat down, glanced at her father, and said crisply: "Oppa, what drink do you want to drink?" I'll get it for you. ”

"Well, if you have juice, a glass of juice is fine, or a carton of milk is fine." Quan Zhirong was also not polite, and directly said what he wanted to drink, it seems that Zheng Xiuyan's family, except for the "little crystal" who has a little "prejudice" about himself, look at the performance of Zheng's mother and Zheng's father just now and rest assured to put Zheng Xiuyan in his own house overnight to watch, so be casual.

Zheng Xiuyan just sat down, and when she heard the words, she got up and walked to the place where the refrigerator was, and after a while, Zheng Xiuyan held two cartons of milk in her hands, returned to her original position with a "da-da-da", handed it to Quan Zhirong, and said angrily: "There is no juice, only milk." ”

"Ugh." Listening to Zheng Xiuyan's tone, Quan Zhirong smiled awkwardly and said, "It's okay, thank you." ”

After Zheng Xiuyan listened to Quan Zhirong's "shameless" words, she ignored Zheng's father, who was watching with relish, and directly threw him a big roll of the eyes, and continued to suck on her own carton of milk.

Father Zheng looked at the two people who were "flirting and scolding", and deliberately coughed twice, brushing his sense of existence, indicating that his "light bulb" was still here.

Quan Zhirong was stunned for a moment, and after inserting the straw, he took the initiative to provoke the topic, "Uncle, well, why didn't you see Ermao, didn't you get up?" ”

The "Ermao" here is Zheng Xiujing, Zheng Xiuyan's sister, because Zheng Xiuyan's mother directly called Zheng Xiuyan the nickname at home last night, and under Quan Zhirong's unchanging title several times, Zheng Xiuyan herself directly gave all the "confessions".

"Hehe, that little girl is still in bed, although she is not as sleepy as Da Mao, but she needs a lot of sleep." Father Zheng first glanced at his eldest daughter and said jokingly.

Hearing this, Quan Zhirong also broke out in a cold sweat, and he shouldn't be able to use the "lying bed" in Zheng's father's mouth on the little crystal who was still sleeping at this time, because Quan Zhirong and Zheng Xiuyan came really early.

On the way here, at a glance, there are very few families who have opened their doors and windows to ventilate, Quan Zhirong looked at Zheng's mother who was busy in the kitchen, Quan Zhirong estimated that this was also the result of last night's vaccination.

"Really..."

Zheng Xiuyan heard that Quan Zhirong also agreed with her father's statement that she was sleepy, and frowned slightly, puffing out her bun face, making it clear that she was unhappy now.

The sulking Zheng Xiuyan was competing with herself there, and because Quan Zhirong provoked the topic first, Zheng's father and Quan Zhirong talked freely.

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"Hmm, Zhirong, what are you doing now? Or stay in the army as an instructor. Zheng's father asked, because a few months ago, according to his precious daughter's account of the experience of life after the catastrophe, Quan Zhirong's strength, even if the date of discharge from the army, the army should not let go of talents.

As soon as he heard Zheng's father ask, Quan Zhirong knew that Zheng Xiuyan hadn't had time to tell Zheng's father and Zheng's mother about her recent situation, after all, because since she was discharged from the army, since then, Zheng Xiuyan herself has also been in the team reorganization period, in order to keep the quota and not be eliminated, she is also busy enough.

Regardless of the call of Zheng's mother, Xiao Jing, who got up to eat breakfast, immediately turned from a state of confusion to soberness after seeing herself, and since then she has pursed her lips and glared at herself with vicious eyes, and explained to Zheng's father and Zheng's mother: "No, returning to the old business is to do the work of an entertainer." ”

Hearing this, Zheng's father and Zheng's mother looked at each other, and after looking at their two daughters, they thought to themselves: "Sure enough, like gathers like things." ”

After being busy for a while, several people sat at the rectangular dinner table, Zheng's father and Zheng's mother were sitting in two short respectively, and the little crystal who "hated" herself sat directly in front of Quan Zhirong, and Zheng Xiuyan sat next to Quan Zhirong.

Zheng Xiuyan, who was moving chopsticks, suddenly thought that she said to Quan Zhirong last night that she was going to live with him until she made her debut, but as a girl, as soon as she thought of asking this question, she secretly looked at her puppet mother and father, and after hesitating for a while, she never dared to say anything.

Looking at the food on the table that he usually likes to eat, now he feels that there is no taste at all, and he looks at Quan Zhirong, who is talking and laughing with his puppet mother and father, and eating a lot, and he has a flash of inspiration.

I felt that this was okay with my own way, and my mood suddenly turned from cloudy to sunny, so I picked up my favorite food and chewed it, and felt that the taste had become "better".

In his free time from chewing food, he quietly touched Kwon Ji-young's arm with his elbow.

Kwon Ji-young, who was filling his stomach with food, felt Jung so-yeon pushing his arm. Looking at her questioningly, looking at the space she occupies, huh...? "Occupying an area" is not small, strange!

But he politely let go of a little space, and then continued to fill the food, and the little crystal sitting opposite saw his own Ernie small movements one by one, and at the same time his mind was full of questions, "What kind of wind is Ernie smoking, and emptying is her patent." ”

As soon as Zheng Xiuyan saw that Kwon Zhirong did not accept the "message" she sent, and she did not cooperate with herself, she planned to challenge again. Because the range of movements on the table for the first time was too large, it had already attracted the attention of her own puppet parents, and she didn't know why, because before committing the "crime", she was constantly observing their expressions.

It is precisely because of this that after Quan Zhirong paused, he saw a flash of light in his doll's mother's eyes.

So this time it was a "crime" under the table, and Quan Zhirong, who was taking a sip of soup, suddenly felt that his calf had been "attacked" and almost squirted out the soup in his mouth, but fortunately it was controlled in time.

Zheng's mother noticed Quan Zhirong's strangeness, and after glancing at her eldest daughter, she asked with concern, "Zhirong, what's wrong?" ”

"Uh... It's okay, I choked. "I choked on a sip of water, and there is no one here, but if you can prevaricate, just make it up.

As soon as he finished explaining, he was "attacked" again, but fortunately, after being "harassed" for a while, he felt the direction of the source of the attack on his calf with the sole of his foot, isn't it Zheng Xiuyan next to him who pretended to eat seriously? Feeling a little coolness coming from the soles of her feet, and the temperature changed by friction, Quan Zhirong hypnotized himself in his heart: "I'm not foot control... I'm not foot control... It's not foot control, foot control. ”

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