"Boy, there's a set." Zhao Xi looked at Yan Murong and laughed. patted Yan Murong on the shoulder and said. "You don't know how you can come up with such a solution—but it's a good combination of hard and soft."

"Hehe, Uncle Zhao has won the prize." Yan Murong smiled modestly and said. "It's just the simplest psychology - of course, you want others to do dangerous things, and when it's your turn, you will do everything you can to shirk it."

"Okay, yes, it's promising, haha." Zhao Xi laughed.

"Dad, what are you laughing at?"

As he was talking, a voice like a yellow warbler sounded behind several people, and then, a woman who walked out of a painting appeared in everyone's eyes.

A delicate melon seed face, capable ear-length short hair, slightly thick eyebrows, curved like two crescents hanging on the eyes that are full of autumn water, the lips are slightly thick, but it gives people a plump and sexy feeling.

"Chenchen, are you done?" When Zhao Xi saw the woman, he smiled, then grabbed his arm and pulled her in front of Yan Murong and Chen Hanqing.

"Come, I'll introduce you." Zhao Xi pointed at Chen Hanqing and said. "This is Chen Hanqing, the president of Yenching University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, a leading figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine."

"I know without your introduction." Zhao Chen took the initiative to stretch out his hand, shook hands with Chen Hanqing, and said. "Hello Teacher Chen, I'm Zhao Chen, and I listened to your lecture when I went to Yanjing the year before last."

"Hello." Chen Hanqing said with a smile. "Zhao Chen, you are the girl that Master Zhao said was like a flower and jade, right?"

"It's me." Zhao Chen was ridiculed by Chen Hanqing, his face turned red suddenly, and he stared at Zhao Xi and said. "Dad, why did you run out and talk nonsense again?"

"Why am I talking nonsense?" Zhao Xi said unhappily. "Can my daughter be worse? Even if you can't be ashamed of the flowers and can't close the month, but what's the matter, it's like a flower, right? -- It's you, every day except for home and school -- how old are you, twenty-seven, twenty-seven children can make soy sauce, you are good, you still go to school, you have completed your bachelor's degree, you have completed your master's degree, you have completed your master's degree, you have completed your master's degree, you have completed your doctorate, and you are still a nurse who has started working. ”

"I'm happy, I'm willing, what's the matter?" Zhao Chen raised his head. "Do you blame me? Didn't you tell me to study hard? It's also strange that I don't look for a boyfriend, I want to find it, it's not that you won't let you - what do you say that you have already made a baby kiss with your old comrades-in-arms, please, Dad, this is the 21st century, your set in the 80s will not work at all - besides, you don't even know what the parents are like and dare to call the shots for me, if the other party looks like a crooked melon and a bad date, how can you let me live? Shame is not shame. ”

Yan Murong was stunned when she heard this, she really wanted to find a mirror to take a look, was she really so ugly?

It's impossible, before he entered the mountain, the old man was the village grass in the village, and after he entered the mountain, he defeated the old man and was promoted to the new village grass, and no one surpassed him until he went down the mountain.

"Ahem." Zhao Xi coughed twice, looked at Yan Murong embarrassedly, and then grabbed Zhao Chen and said. "Don't talk nonsense, come, I'll introduce you."

"Who?" Zhao Chen saw Yan Murong and asked suspiciously. "Dad, who is he?"

"I'm the crooked melon and bad date in your mouth." Without waiting for Zhao Xi to speak, Yan Murong looked at Zhao Chen and said seriously.

"This-Murong, don't listen to her nonsense." Zhao Xi smiled awkwardly before saying. "Chenchen, he is your Uncle Yan's son, Yan Murong - he is also the doctor who came with the group this time."

"You're a doctor?" Zhao Chen glanced at Yan Murong in surprise and asked in disbelief.

Looks like you're a little smaller than yourself, right? Such a young doctor, with President Chen Hanqing, is he a Chinese medicine doctor?

"I don't look like a doctor?" Yan Murong looked at himself, there was nothing wrong with him, and he didn't look like a crooked melon or a bad date.

"Like? It's like there's a fart. Zhao Chen rolled his eyes, and without waiting for Zhao Xi to stop him, he pouted and said. I still look like Ma Dongmin, and Baidu didn't give me a penny. ”

Yan Murong was stunned, he didn't know who Zhao Chen was talking about.

"I'm a doctor." Yan Murong explained with a wry smile. "It's a Chinese medicine practitioner - you don't have to target me like this, don't worry, what Uncle Zhao said doesn't have to be taken seriously."

"Really? You still want me to take it seriously? Zhao Chen looked Yan Murong up and down, just like looking at the red-haired gorilla in the zoo, and looked at it for a long time before he said. Which point of your life is true? ”

Yan Murong was stunned, feeling that this woman is still a little pepper's character, and her temper is also very hot, but I heard Zhao Xi say that she is a nurse? Is there such a nurse? -- If you are not satisfied with the patient, you must not put a sieve on the butt of the patient.

"I'm going to kill it too." Yan Murong explained aggrievedly. "What I mean by that is, I'm married."

"What? Are you married? Zhao Chen's eyes widened and he looked at Yan Murong. Why didn't you say it earlier when you got married? Just because of you, I can't even find a boyfriend, and now you tell me you're married? ”

"Speak well." Zhao Xi looked at the two young men with big eyes and small eyes, and said scoldingly. "Murong is married, you can't be a brother and sister-he is two years younger than you, how can you be a sister and brother in such a tone?"

"Besides, if Murong's ability is not bad, you can also look at it everywhere."

"What did you say?" Zhao Chen was stunned for a moment, and then glared at Zhao Xi and said. "Okay, Dad, I really didn't see it, you still want me to find a second-hand man? You say, are you also planning to find a small one outside me behind my mother's back? ”

"Nonsense." Zhao Xi's face suddenly turned blank and reprimanded. "What are you talking about? I, Zhao Xi, have been upright all my life, and I haven't done a single thing in my heart, have you talked to your father like this? ”

"I haven't done a bad thing, but I have done it." Zhao Chen pouted and said. "Why don't you want me to find a second-hand man?"

"You-"

Yan Murong didn't care how the father and daughter quarreled, but what made him depressed was that he was involved?

I've heard of second-hand mobile phones, home appliances, second-hand cars - this second-hand man.

Damn, how did you become second-hand? Even if it's not the original goods, but - how can the man still share a second-hand hand, wash the crime tool, isn't it brand new the next day?