84_84047After going back, Yang Zixuan went to the bathroom, and Song's mother took the opportunity to call Song Zitian to the kitchen, and she couldn't wait to know some things.

"You tell me honestly, did you find that Zixuan and fool us?" Mother Song held a kitchen knife in her right hand and faced him sideways.

She is a person from the past, some things can be easily seen, Song Zitian and Yang Zixuan are not like lovers, she thought at first that her son did not get rid of other girls, but after getting along, she found that her son did not have much affection for other girls, so it is no wonder that she would be suspicious of dogs.

"Mom, you put the knife down first, it's weird and scary to hold it like this." Song Zi pinched the back of the knife with two fingers, took the kitchen knife from Song's mother's hand, and put it back on the board where it should be.

"Don't change the subject, I'll tell you" Song's mother glanced out of the kitchen, making sure that Yang Zixuan hadn't come out of the bathroom before she continued, "In the past two years, your father and I have been looking forward to you getting married quickly and getting a grandson for us to come out to play, if you dare to find someone to fool us, we will definitely not spare you." ”

"I don't show you that you forced me to go on a blind date, and I suspect that I am crooked all day long, and I show you that you suspect that I am fooling you." Song Zitian looked at his mother, a little helpless, "Mother, can't you trust your son more?" ”

"You don't trust me." Mother Song was unceremoniously, and after a while, she said sincerely, "Although I haven't been with this girl for a long time, I can see that she is a real person, our family doesn't need women to elevate her status, if you really want to get along with others, you can use more snacks, take it for me as soon as possible, don't let the daughter-in-law who arrives at home run away halfway, otherwise" Mother Song picked up the kitchen knife and slapped it twice on the board to show her determination and threaten.

"Mom, I'm not your own, am I?" What mother would threaten her son with a knife?

"No, you were sent by me when I contracted your father's fish pond." Song Mu responded coldly, and then urged, "You go out quickly, don't let people be left out on the first day." ”

Although she has no family background, Song's mother is still quite satisfied with Yang Zixuan, which throws her off the minimum standard for several streets.

Song Zi poured out, Song's mother stared at the kitchen knife on the board, thinking about how to push the two of them, even if it was acting, she wanted them to fake the show.

Song's father rushed home half an hour before lunch, and he thought that Song's mother was yelling at him to come back because something was wrong, and as a result

When he entered the door and saw Yang Zixuan sitting in the living room, he was really stunned for a few seconds, because Song Zitian had never brought a woman back, let alone brought it back, as far as he knew, his son had never even talked about a serious love affair once, so it was no wonder that the two of them suspected that he was coming out.

In comparison, finding a daughter-in-law is the most important thing in their family at present.

Yang Zixuan looked at the middle-aged man staring at her, with a face that was extremely similar to Song Zitian, and knew in her heart that he should be Song Zitian's father, but she was not confirmed by introduction, and she was not good at opening her mouth rashly.

"Dad, you're going to be jealous if you stare at my woman like this." Song Zi poured out a sentence and made the identities of both of them clear.

"You bastard." Compared with Mother Song, Father Song is a more strict person, including when he asked Yang Zixuan what to call him in the next second, he had a serious and strict attitude, but compared to his voice Song Zitian, it was still much more relaxed.

"Hello uncle, my name is Yang Zixuan." Xu was infected by the other party, and Yang Zixuan's attitude couldn't help but become strict.

"Zixuan, it sounds pretty good." is worthy of being a couple, and even the first cognition is almost the same.

Later, Song's father asked two more questions, and then made an excuse to leave the living room.

Yang Zixuan didn't know, but Song Zitian knew very well that his father must have gone to find his mother to understand the situation.

When purchasing ingredients, Mother Song understood her preferences, so when she was eating and plating, she put Yang Zixuan's favorite food in her position.

In this regard, Yang Zixuan wants to say that it must be impossible to say that she doesn't feel it at all, and some feelings are hanging in her heart, but she can only understand it but not speak.

During the banquet, Song's father asked a few more questions, in order to know more about her, and when he asked her about her family situation and members, Song Zitian opened his mouth almost immediately.

"Dad, you ask so much that you don't want people to eat well?" What she said in the flower room, he remembered, and at the same time, he remembered the love that instantly lowered when she said that she had no family.

Father Song raised his eyes when he heard this, and Song Zitian looked at Yang Zixuan again, "I'll just ask to understand, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it." ”

He learned from Song's mother that Yang Zixuan was an ordinary girl, and he only thought that Song Zitian intercepted him because he was afraid of Yang Zixuan's self-esteem, afraid that she would think too much and think that they would pay attention to the family.

"There's nothing you can't say." Yang Zixuan met Song's father's gaze calmly, "I should be regarded as half an orphan, I followed my grandmother since I was a child, and I was told by my uncle until my grandmother died that I had nothing to do with their family, I was adopted, again."

Later, my uncle broke off the relationship with me, so I had no relatives. ”

She didn't want to mention the specific experience, but the general situation still had to let them know, if she and Song Zi couldn't get it, she would say it, if she and Song Zi did, they would still ask about it in the future, instead of letting them know in the future that they might face the possibility of regret at any time, it was better to sue them when they had no feelings now, accept it if they can accept it, and have time to withdraw if they can't accept it.

As her words fell, the entire dining table fell silent, especially Father Song.

No wonder Song Zitian wanted to stop him, if he knew that this was the result, he could also choose not to ask this question.

"The past is gone, you will take this home in the future, we are all your relatives, eat now, the food will be cold fast in this winter." Song Mu was the first to round the field.

If she were another woman, she might do everything possible to hide it from them, but she chose to tell it frankly, which made Song's mother's good impression of Yang Zixuan a few points more, she was seventy before, and now she is promoted to eighty, and at the same time, she also feels that this girl is not easy, it is very distressing.

The plot reversed her assumption again, Yang Zixuan couldn't say how she felt specifically, but she was moved naturally, this was probably the first time in the past few years that she really experienced the warmth of home, although this home has nothing to do with her.

After the meal, Mother Song asked her to stay with her in the afternoon to relieve her boredom, pass the time, and go back after dinner, she knew in her heart that Mother Song's move was to further match her and Song Zitian, but she did not refuse.

First, it is difficult to be gracious, but the most important thing is herself, it may be that the lack of family affection has been too long, so she is a little reluctant when she meets it, even if she knows that this may only be temporary.

After dinner, Song Zitian and Yang Zixuan went back to her house, Song's father and Song's mother didn't keep it anymore, in fact, with Song's mother's meaning, she wanted Yang Zixuan to move over, between the current relationship between the two, she knew that this matter was still urgent.

"My parents like you a lot, especially my mom." Song Zitian turned his head to look at her, and then turned to look at the road ahead.

"Are you worried that I will rob you of your mother's love?" Yang Zixuan turned to look at him, and her tone was teasing.

Song Zitian chuckled, "Then you have to have that ability, the most important thing I want to tell you is that the problems you were worried about before have been reduced by one." ”

Their family would not reject her because of the gap in their families.

He explained a lot in the morning, and it was not as good as taking her home once, so that she could feel it directly and effectively.

"And then?" Yang Zixuan put away the joke.

This man really didn't forget his original intention, and he didn't forget to mention it everywhere.

"Then," Song Zitian turned again, "when are you going to give me the answer you want?" ”

This time he finished his sentence before turning his head.

Yang Zixuan raised her eyebrows, pursed her lips and smiled silently, and did not reply.

She had already replied to him in the morning, when she took the initiative to put her arm on her hands.

The two of them didn't speak for the rest of the time, and the heating was turned on in the car, and she felt a little hot after a little longer.

Taking off her coat still didn't get relief, Yang Zixuan flipped over her collar, let out a long breath, and asked the person in the driver's seat, "Song Zitian, don't you feel hot?" ”

They were dressed similarly, and he was supposed to be the same as her.

Hearing this, Song Zi tilted his eyes away to look at her, the hand holding the steering wheel tightened slightly, and a deep voice sounded, "Well, it's hot." ”

The same temperature, the same clothes, during the day I felt just right, but now I feel very hot, he thought he was the only one like this, now it seems that this must be a good thing done by his dear imperial mother.

Before leaving, Song's mother brought them two bowls of decoction, saying that it was a nourishing formula prescribed by the old Chinese medicine doctor, and everyone had a share.

"Then turn off the heat." Yang Zixuan obviously didn't think about it that much.

"Okay." The heating was turned off, and the speed of the car was turned up a little faster

The order of the first two chapters has been reversed.