The car was parked, and the three of them went home together with their things.

Song's mother looked out the window while choosing vegetables, watching Song's father enter the community with a tall, thin and tall man, Song Xixi sent her a photo of Tang Zhihuan, but the photo is far from the real person.

Song's mother was a little excited, this was the first time her daughter brought her boyfriend home, and when she heard the sound of the door opening, Song's mother washed her hands and rushed out.

When she saw Tang Zhihuan for the first time, Mother Song thought she had seen a star little fresh meat, white and clean, with clear eyebrows, long eyes, a pair of metallic thin-framed glasses on the bridge of her tall nose, and thin lips.

When he looked at her, he dyed two sincere smiles: "Hello Auntie, I am Song Xixi's boyfriend, Tang Zhihuan." ”

"Oops!" Mother Song hurriedly responded, and continued to look happily: "Xiao Tang is here, it's hard to drive on the road, Auntie will pour you a glass of water, and you can eat when the dishes are cooked." ”

Tang Zhihuan nodded politely and handed the gift in his hand to Father Song.

"Come here and bring some gifts for your second elder."

Father Song took it and beckoned Tang Zhihuan to sit down in the living room.

Song Xixi followed Song's mother into the kitchen, and smiled next to her mother: "How is it, is it more handsome than in the photo?" Nice eye, right? ”

"It's good if you like it, it's all skin if you look good or not, the key is to be good to you, you look at your father, he is a model and good husband."

Song Xixi "tsk" twice, from childhood to adulthood, their husband and wife have been breathing out of one nostril, and their relationship is excellent: "Okay, in your eyes, all men in the world are not as good as my father?" Okay, right? ”

"That's pretty much it." Mother Song smiled and pushed Song Xixi to the living room: "Leave people alone in the living room, let the two old men sit awkwardly opposite each other, and don't go over to accompany them." ”

Song Xixi smiled, stepped out of the kitchen first, and sat down beside Tang Zhihuan.

Tang Zhihuan glanced at Song Xixi gently, and continued to answer Song's father's questioning.

Mother Song came out with tea: "Xiao Tang, drink some water, Auntie will cook, and you will be able to eat soon." ”

"Thank you, Auntie." Tang Zhihuan got up slightly and took the tea handed by Song's mother.

Song's mother entered the kitchen and began to stir-fry.

After a while, the meal was served.

At the dinner table, Song's mother kept asking Song's father to salute Tang Zhihuan's wine, Song Xixi was a little anxious, Tang Zhihuan's alcohol consumption was not very good, and he was worried that he would get drunk for a while.

Song Xixi pushed Song's mother and whispered, "Mom, what are you doing here?" ”

"Mom, I want to see how this man's wine is doing."

"He's not drinking well, he's getting drunk." The more Song Xixi looked, the more anxious he became, and snatched Tang Zhihuan's cup: "Don't drink, don't drink." ”

Tang Zhihuan smiled softly and took it back, his long eyes were slightly dull: "Uncle wants to drink, of course you have to accompany him to drink, you are obedient, don't lose your temper." ”

Mother Song watched the interaction between the two of them and smiled with relief: "It's okay, you two continue to drink, it's a big deal to sleep after drinking, and tomorrow will be fine." ”

"I'll go to the kitchen and add two dishes to you."

Tang's mother got up and went to the kitchen, and Song Xixi followed, worrying all in her eyes: "Mom, I said that Tang Zhihuan didn't drink well......

Tang's mother smiled comfortingly and looked at her daughter: "This is your father's idea, he saw a news on TV two days ago, the husband usually treats his wife very well, but every time he drinks domestic violence, punches and kicks his wife, and after waking up, he keeps admitting his mistakes and apologizing, and he still has to drink, he beats people when he is drunk, and apologizes when he wakes up, your father is worried that you will encounter this misfortune in the future, so the first thing is to try Tang Zhihuan's drinking." ”

Song Xixi's heart shook twice, glanced at the two men who were drinking quietly in the restaurant, and smiled at Song's mother: "Mom, look, Tang Zhihuan, like my father, is drunk and quiet. ”

Mother Song smiled and continued to stir-fry: "Tang Zhihuan should be quite drunk, your father is pretending to be not drunk." ”

Father Song has always been very good at drinking, and Tang's mother fried the dishes and sent them over, and brought the bowls they had eaten to the kitchen to wash.

When the bottle of wine in his hand was drunk, Tang Zhihuan's face was already red, and his voice paused: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I really can't drink anymore......"

After saying that, he fell asleep on the table.