"It's okay" Lu Anming breathed a sigh of relief, Yan Qingman's expression just now really shocked people.

I don't know where this "aunt" got her confidence, is this a blatant seduction?

Yan's father and Yan's mother also showed a disdainful expression on their faces, this is a pair of superb mother and daughter, our family's affairs have not been decided, so let the pending son-in-law help your family find a partner, why are you so big?

"I'm really sorry, the single men around Xiao Ming are all in their early twenties, and it's not suitable for Yan Qingman to be with you" Yan Muqing gritted her teeth and said, these two people treat her as air, Yan Qingman actually dares to seduce her boyfriend in front of her.

"If you're not in a hurry, if you're not in a hurry, just pay attention to the point, and it's best to have similar appearance and conditions to him." Song Meizhi didn't feel embarrassed at all, so she almost said that you just gave Lu Anming to my daughter.

"Hehe, sister-in-law is really humorous." Lu Anming had never seen such a thick-skinned person, and smiled awkwardly.

"In this way, why don't you leave a phone number and make it easy to contact?" Song Meizhi said and pushed Yan Qingman beside her, and motioned for her to take out her mobile phone.

Yan Qingman was naturally unwilling, so he quickly took out his mobile phone, unlocked it, and waited for Lu Anming to report his phone number.

Yan Muqing squinted, looking at the disgusting mother and daughter in front of her, she really had the urge to beat people with a stick. Thinking about it, he stood up and searched around, this is digging people's corners in front of people's eyes, uncle can bear it, and aunt can't bear it.

"Mom, where's my four-meter-three stick?" As he spoke, he flipped through the living room, flipped through it, flipped through it.

"Huh?" Mother Yan looked at the angry Yan Muqing, a little dazed for a while, and suddenly understood.

"Put your house away."

The stick is used by Yan's father to close the window, tied a small hook at one end of the stick, when the air conditioner is turned on in summer, directly hook the handle of the window behind the living room with the hook, pull it back and close it, and save every time you stand on the chair and then close, so it is trouble-free and safe. This time it was convenient for Yan Muqing.

"Yan Muqing, what are you going to do?" Song Meizhi saw that Yan Muqing was angrily looking for a stick, and she was a little stunned.

"What am I doing? You'll know what I'm going to do in a moment. After speaking, he turned his head to look at Lu Anming.

"Lu Anming, if you see blood in a while, you will call 120", after speaking, he hurriedly returned to his room.

Seeing this, Song Meizhi understood what was going on no matter how lacking her heart and eyes, so she got up and pulled Yan Qingman and left. Before going out, I didn't forget to say to Lu Anming, "Think about our business, let's stay when the phone comes down!" ”

Without waiting for Lu Anming to reply, he pulled Yan Qingman and ran away. And Xiao Hei in the yard, watching these two best run out, there was another roar, that formation, if you don't tie the dog chain, maybe you really have to go up and bite twice.

"Something." Father Yan looked at the two who fled in the wilderness, and couldn't help but curse.

"Uncle, don't be angry about such garbage, it's not worth it"

I had heard that Mu Qing had talked about this pair of superb neighbors, and today I saw that it was really "extraordinary".

"Didn't scare you." Mother Yan also drank a sip of water, and she was smooth, it was all going well today, who knew that these two goods would be killed halfway.

Yan Qiusheng's family counted several generations, and they were all honest people, and they didn't know which tendon was wrong at that time, so they found him such a two hundred and five. She remembered that Yan Qingman was not like this when she was a child, although the child was a little black and her teeth were a little ugly, but when her grandparents were there, she raised the child very well, people have eyesight, and their small mouths are sweet.

Since she was three years old, her grandparents died one after another, and Song Meizhi took her to start, this child is like a different person, seeing people without greeting, when to see her, the beanie eyes of the same style as Yan Qiusheng are all glanced around. I went to school for a few years, and when I came back, it became what I am now

When I saw it, I didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick, she was the most beautiful in the whole of China, and even Gonghuang and Fan Ye were less than one-tenth of her.

Thinking of this, Mother Yan sighed slightly and shook her head, this child is ruined.

"It's okay, it's just a bit eye-opening" Lu Anming stopped coughing at this time, thinking about the behavior of the mother and daughter just now, he was really shocked.

"What about people?" Without chatting a word, Yan Muqing walked out of the bedroom with a four-meter-three big stick and walked around the living room.

"Quickly put away the stick that asks for food," Father Yan said as he looked at his daughter.

"Let's go, come over and drink saliva and dissipate your breath" Lu Anming hurriedly greeted, it was the first time he had seen Muqing like this. Without the gentle and virtuous appearance of the past, it is like an angry female leopard. Fortunately, he didn't have the idea of leaving a phone call just now, otherwise the big stick might really fall on him.

raised his hand to refill Yan Muqing's cup with tea and handed it to her.

Yan Muqing also calmed down at this time, sat next to Lu Anming, took the tea, blew it, and took a small sip.

"You kid, what are you doing with them," Yan's mother said, putting away her stick.

"Hey, you said that I wondered, why are these two people so thick-skinned, did they forget the day before yesterday, and rushed forward"

Yan Muqing said angrily. Now her good image in front of Lu Anming is gone.

"You see that psychopath who says he's sick?" Father Yan easily does not speak, and the words must be classics.

"Yes," Yan Muqing replied casually.

"Don't be so excited next time?" Lu Anming continued to persuade.

"Cut, why do you really want to leave a phone call?" Yan Muqing scolded him angrily.

"You kid, what are you angry with Xiao Lu, Xiao Lu is not so boring" Yan's mother hurriedly spoke out to stop her daughter from losing her temper.

She still understands her daughter's temper, and in her anger, it will inevitably affect the fish pond.

"It's okay aunt, let Qingqing slow down," Lu Anming said intimately.

"Yan Qiusheng has had cataracts in his eyes for most of his life, and you can persuade him to have an operation and leave such a pair of strange people at home, and the reputation of their family for several lifetimes has been ruined by this girl" Yan Muqing calmed down at this time, and realized that his behavior was a little too much.

"That's someone else's business, live your own life" Yan's mother didn't want to cause trouble.

It is said that it is better to demolish ten temples than to destroy a marriage. Happiness is like drinking water, knowing whether it is warm or cold. Maybe it's good to say that Qiusheng is good at this?

Yan Muqing couldn't help but shudder when she thought of this, Yan Qiusheng's taste was really fucking heavy.

"Okay, Qingqing, I won't really tell her her phone number, you are angry, it's really not worth it for these two people" Lu Anming saw that Mu Qing's anger had disappeared a lot, and he comforted softly.

"I feel ashamed to have her last name"

was so disturbed by Song Meizhi's mother and daughter, Yan Muqing, who was a little drowsy just now, lost her sleepiness. pulled Yan's father and mother to chat with Lu Anming.

Before I knew it, I was talking about the photo again.

I don't know how, do you see that the parents' routines are the same? Yan's mother heard that Lu Anming wanted to see Yan Muqing's photo of his childhood, and immediately climbed over the wall and found Yan Muqing's photo album.

"Look at your expression?" Yan Muqing looked at Lu Anming, who was a little impatient, and rolled her eyes.

"Hehe, I want to see what you look like when you are young" Lu Anming rubbed his hands a little excitedly.

"Cut, it's not a nose and two eyes, two ears and a mouth, what's so beautiful?"

Lu Anming didn't make a sound, and looked intently.

The first one is when Yan Muqing was more than a year old, it should be winter, and Yan's mother hugged Yan Muqing.

In the photo, Yan Muqing is wearing a red beanie hat and a small fluffy ball on her head, the hat is worn relatively low, almost covering her eyebrows. The padded jacket with small white flowers on a red background looks very old. The chubby little face, fleshy, makes people want to pinch it twice.

I have to say that Yan Muqing was really fat at that time, there was a lot of flesh on his face, his nose was significantly smaller, and his small mouth was also pouting.

The head was tilted back slightly, and the small ball on the hat was just against Yan's mother's chin. His chin was slightly tilted upward, his big black eyes looked at the camera with some disdain, and his two small hands were crossed together, as if to say, "Are you not convinced?" ”

"Oops, this picture is so cute, isn't it?" Lu Anming was amused by the soft and glutinous little doll in the photo, and called it cute.

"Come, let me interview you and tell me what you were thinking. This expression is too serious."

"How old was I, how do I know what I'm thinking?" Yan Muqing has looked at this photo too many times, and sometimes she tries hard to recall why she made such an expression at that time.

"Shall I see?" Mother Yan looked at the two of them and also joined in loudly.

"No, this is it" Yan Muqing lifted the album so that Yan's mother could see it.

"Ou, this one, angry, your third aunt and grandmother secretly pinched your little face, you didn't dodge, you cried, you just stopped crying when you took this photo" Yan's mother recalled the scene at that time, and her eyes were full of memories.

"I said that I don't want to see my third aunt and grandmother so much now, it turns out that we will be married at that time," Yan Muqing joked with a smile.

"No wonder I'm unhappy, look at the tears in my eyes haven't been wiped away, it turns out that I have been wronged," Lu Anming also said with a smile.

Although the photo is old, it has been carefully preserved by Yan's mother, and even a little tear can be seen clearly.

Lu Anming continued to look at it. As Yan Muqing said, there were not many photos she left when she was a child. In addition to this one, there are 100 days of photos.

Hundred days of care is much smaller than the current one. The facial features have not completely gotten rid of the babyish anger when they were born, except for the round eyes, in other places, they don't look like Yan Muqing at all.

The little man was placed on a chair with a blanket with a duckling motif on it. There is a red dot in the center of the eyebrow, I don't know what it is plated with.

But it's still the same fat, two small hands clenched into fists, leaning forward a little, a pair of big eyes making a surprised expression, and the small mouth is slightly open.

"This one is also cute," Lu Anming liked it without concealing it.

"I'll take a picture, isn't it good?" Lu Anming asked cautiously.

"What are you doing?" Yan Muqing squinted and asked.

"It's so cute, I want to keep a souvenir"

"Hey, one of this, shoot, shoot" Yan Muqing hadn't spoken yet, and Yan's mother had already spoken.

Lu Anming got permission and filmed excitedly. In the future, if they have children, it would be great to be as cute as Yan Muqing when she was a child.

"Put away your lewd expression" Yan Muqing looked at Lu Anming, who was happily patting, and reminded.

"I'm obscene, I'm appreciating it" Lu Anming didn't forget to refute while shooting.

"Cut"

After a day of contact, the more Yan's mother looked at Lu Anming, the more pleasing it became, and Yan's father still had the same expression for thousands of years, and he didn't know what he was thinking.