Liu Shimeng suddenly felt dizzy and was already confused.

The arrival of Zeng Lihua's parents caught them by surprise, and she was stunned for a moment before she remembered that Zeng Lihua was still talking.

"What should I do if I leave the painting?"

"Shimeng, I'm sorry! I'm scared of you, I won't be able to go back for a while, so I'll take care of you first, and when my performance is over, I'll persuade them to go back first! Zeng Li's painting sounded messy, and his tone was anxious.

"Well, then I'll do my best! When will you be back? Liu Shimeng asked.

"I'll have a few days! Shimeng, please, my dad is an old pedant, his thinking is very traditional, and his heart is not very good, so if there is anything out of line, please bear with me! When Zeng Lihua said this, his heart was full of self-blame, and of course he was a little angry with his parents, so he suddenly killed Qingping without saying hello, so how could Liu Shimeng get along?

"Hmmm! I try my best, and you don't have to rush! I'll go back and open the door now! Liu Shimeng smiled reluctantly.

Hanging up the phone, Liu Shimeng held the phone and was stunned for a while, before hurriedly dressing and preparing to meet Zeng Lihua's parents.

"Shimeng, what's wrong? Seems in a hurry? Teacher Lu asked.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I'm in a hurry, so I'll go first!" Liu Shimeng felt very sorry.

"Oh! Then you go first! Call me if you have something! Teacher Lu smiled slightly, although it was a smile, but it still looked very serious.

Liu Shimeng didn't dare to delay any longer, so she stopped the taxi and ran away, and she was nervous along the way, thinking what she should say when she saw Zeng Lihua's parents? From Zeng Lihua's mouth, he also knew that his father had a bad temper, and when he thought about it like this, his heart trembled, and he couldn't help but think of Shen Cheng.

As soon as Liu Shimeng returned to the community, she saw a middle-aged and elderly couple standing at the door, standing up straight, as if enjoying the scenery in the community.

She slowly approached them nervously and scared, the lady was about fifty years old, wearing a beige trench coat, looking stylish, Liu Shimeng quickly recognized her as the mother who had left the painting in the photo, and she was younger than the photo, very kind.

The man next to him had gray hair, slightly chubby, wore a pair of glasses, wore a black trench coat, and wore a top hat on his head, and did not look as kind as a lady.

The two of them were so different when they stood in the crowd, which also made Liu Shimeng feel inferior.

Lihua's mother also saw Liu Shimeng walking towards them, she was stunned at first, and her eyes quickly and gently looked at Liu Shimeng from top to bottom, and then couldn't help but show a kind smile.

Lihua's father also shifted to Liu Shimeng's body with his mother's gaze, his gaze was completely different from his mother's, a little serious, and even unsmiling, this feeling made Liu Shimeng instantly think of the teacher who taught, and he became a student again.

"Uncle, aunt! Hello guys, are you the parents who left the painting? Liu Shimeng asked solemnly.

"Hello! Who are you? "Mother is still smiling, even happier than she was just now.

"I'm Liu Shimeng, a friend from painting!" Liu Shimeng replied politely.

"Poetry dreams, it's the poetry dreams in the girl's mouth!" From the painting mother with a smile in her eyes, she looked.

"Hmmm! Poetic, yes, girl, take us home! Father finally showed a shallow smile.

Liu Shimeng pulled the luggage from Zeng Lihua's mother's hand, took the two of them home, opened the door, and very politely put the slippers in front of them.

The luck of being behind the door for a long time smelled a strange breath, and he was not afraid, but full of curiosity, meowing.

"Yo! That's luck, right? It's so cute! Lihua's mother exclaimed, squatted down and touched Lucky's soft fur, Lucky seemed to know that this was Lihua's relatives, but he rubbed it crookedly.

"Yes, it's lucky, we picked it up in the winter!" Liu Shimeng said.

"Really? How lucky! Met my son! Leaving the painting, the mother happily picked up.

The two old men walked into the room and looked at their son's home, which was the first time in several years that they came to the north and came to their son's home, and their hearts were naturally excited and excited.

"Shimeng, can we take a look at it at will?" Lihua's mother politely asked for Liu Shimeng's consent, although she said it very naturally, but Liu Shimeng's heart changed again, and suddenly felt that Lihua's mother was really good, very kind, not as serious as Zeng Lihua's mouth.

"Yes! Feel free to see, I'll make you tea! Liu Shimeng smiled.

Lihua's parents nodded in agreement, and Liu Shimeng walked into the kitchen to work and breathed a sigh of relief.

The father who left the painting walked around the hall with square steps, and when he came to the portrait painted by Zeng Li, he stopped, he held the frame of his glasses, and looked at the son in the painting, although he did not smile, but there was a little more father's tenderness in his eyes.

Liu Shimeng knew that Zeng Lihua's parents were men, and when he came to the north for the first time, it was spring, and the climate was a little dry, so he made tea honeysuckle tea, put it in a delicate tray, and respectfully brought it out and put it on the table.

"Uncle, drink tea! It's spring now, the northern climate is a little dry, I'm afraid you are not used to it, this is honeysuckle tea, you can clear the heat and go to the fire! Liu Shimeng poured out the tea with some trepidation.

"Hmmm! Thanks a lot! It smells like good tea, but good tea requires good tea utensils! Zeng Lihua's father took the tea with both hands and sniffed it gently, which was very respectful, and it did have the charm of the ancients.

"Oh?" Liu Shimeng was a little confused, she didn't have much research on tea art, let alone expensive tea sets, she was really reluctant to spend money to buy it, and every time she would rub good tea at Mr. Lu in the studio, this good honeysuckle was given by Mr. Lu.

"Shimeng, which is the room away from the painting?" Leaving the painting mom interrupts the painting father.

"Ahh That's the room over there! Liu Shimeng said, walked over and gently pushed it away.

Zeng Lihua's mother entered her son's room for the first time, although it seemed that the decoration was very simple, but there was a smell of her son, she walked to the side of the bed and stretched out her hand to stroke the quilt, pillow, and her eyes were full of tears.

She raised her head and let the tears flow back, in her cognition, she couldn't make a fool of herself in front of her future daughter-in-law.

Liu Shimeng looked at her gentle movements, full of maternal love, and an inexplicable feeling welled up in her heart.

"Auntie, he is doing well away from painting, and now he is performing in other places, and he will be back soon!" Liu Shimeng didn't know how to comfort this mother who hadn't seen her son for a long time.

"Very good, you took good care of him, thank you!" Zeng left the painting mother.

Liu Shimeng was a little confused when she heard this, thinking that she had taken care of him?

After sitting for a while, I inquired with Liu Shimeng about my son's current situation, and then walked out of the bedroom again, and the father who had left the painting was still sitting on the sofa.

"Uncle, auntie, you must be hungry after a long journey, how about we go out to eat tonight?" Liu Shimeng asked.

"No need, your aunt brought the characteristics of the south, I heard that you love to eat, they are all cooked, you can fry it hot and hot, why waste time outside!" A glance away from painting dad.

"Shimeng, the girl said that you especially like to eat my pickled dishes, especially this bacon, and this, it's very convenient, you can eat it hot, I ate it with his dad on the plane, you don't have to worry about it, let's do it together, just talk to my aunt!" Zeng left the painting mother.

"Ahh I'll do it anyway, you and uncle go and rest first! Liu Shimeng said nervously.

"Mom, don't make a mess, are you familiar with the things in the child's house? Hurry back to the house and rest for a while, I'm tired, let's go rest first! "Zeng Li's father secretly made eyes.

"Auntie, go ahead! I can do it myself! You rest for a while, I wash the fruit, taste the fruit of the north, and see if it fits! Liu Shimeng declined, not wanting to cook with unfamiliar elders because of the pressure.

"What a good girl, well! Thank you! My father's heart is not good, and he is tired after a long time of bumps! Zeng Lihua's mother said that, she reluctantly left the kitchen, and Liu Shimeng quietly breathed a sigh of relief when she looked at their disappearing backs.

Zeng Yucai, Zeng Yucai, was deeply educated in traditional ideology and had a decent appearance.

Li Ting, the mother who left the painting, is knowledgeable, cheerful and gentle, of course, she is only a little strict with her son.

At this time, the two couples closed the door and were their own people, and they also lost the seriousness they had just had.

", what do you think of this girl?" Zeng Yucai lowered his voice and pulled Li Ting and asked.

"Hmmm! At first glance, she is a girl with a good personality and very polite! Li Ting replied.

"But just now she said they were friends?" Li Ting said again.

"Of course it's a friend, girlfriend! One of them, one poem, exactly the same pair! I was so satisfied, but I didn't know that her appearance was inconsistent with her heart! Zeng Yucai said again.

"Hmmm! I'm in love with this girl, and I'll talk to her in the evening! ”

"Hmmm! Success or failure is here, madam, please! Zeng Yucai said.

"You old man with different hearts, didn't you say that you don't care about your son? I think you're more attentive than I am! ”

"When did I say I cared about him? He, the son of unfilial piety, where is my concern, the ancients said, filial piety comes first, what about him? After all the years, where do you still remember my father? The reason why I care about it is just for a grandson, otherwise when I wait for a hundred years, this good hand, good writing, and good knowledge will not be wasted? ”

"If you have a reason, let's rest!" Li Ting glanced at Zeng Yucai and walked out of the bedroom.

Li Ting looked at Liu Shimeng, who was busy in the kitchen, her hair was pulled up high, she was wearing an apron, she was serious and methodical, and she knew at a glance that she was a girl who often did housework.

Since coming to her son's house, she has turned around this home several times, inside and out, and the house is well organized.

With Zeng Li's strength to draw ten fingers without touching the spring water, he will definitely not be able to do this, and based on this, Li Ting can conclude that she is her future daughter-in-law, the daughter-in-law she identified.