Judging by his reaction, it should be no. Jiang Ran carefully recalled a series of actions of Jiang's father today, and it seemed that they were all quite friendly, on the contrary, her reaction was a little bit of a thief.

Jiang's mother wanted to laugh, but she put a mask on her face, "Are you going to hide it from your father all the time?" ”

The tea can slammed on the ground, Jiang Ran didn't catch it, she bent down to pick it up, but fortunately it didn't spill out.

"No, but it's definitely not talking to him now, you have to find a suitable opportunity."

Jiang's mother didn't refute.

Jiang Ran went out with a tea can: "I'll send you a photo when I make tea for my father." ”

"Go ahead." Jiang's mother didn't forget to add: "Remember to help me p the picture." ”

Jiang Ran: "......"

After making tea for Jiang's father, Jiang Ran went back to the room to sort out the photos taken today.

Half an hour later, she sent it to Jiang's mother.

After Jiang's mother received the picture, she immediately posted a nine-square grid in the circle of friends, and did not forget to post two in her little sisters' group.

Unconsciously, more than half a month has passed, because the elders are old, so today everyone has a day off and does not go anywhere in the hotel.

After breakfast, Jiang Ran flipped through his phone.

At this time, it is early in the morning in China.

She seems to have made a call to Eno, and Nai has a question.

For most of the past half a month, the two have rarely been in contact.

It's not that Jiang Ran is too lazy to go to him, but it's really a serious jet lag problem, every time she has time and wants to video with him, she will always be persuaded to quit by the time difference.

"Dye, your dad called you." There was a voice at the door.

Hearing the movement, Jiang Ran turned off his mobile phone and quickly sat up from the bed.

Pulling on his slippers, Jiang Ran opened the door and walked out. "Dad?"

Dad Jiang has already changed his clothes, and it looks like he is going out.

Seeing Jiang Ran, Jiang's father urged her to change her clothes, "Go change your clothes and go out with me." ”

"Where are you going?"

"See an old friend, your mother has allergies on her face and can't go out, you and I can go."

Hearing this, Jiang Ran nodded and hurriedly went back to change his clothes.

When she went to see her elders, Jiang Ran wore a more conservative set of clothes and looked like a little girl who hadn't graduated from high school yet.

After getting into the car, Jiang Ran asked, "Dad, do you still have old friends?" ”

"Ah, I only got in touch last night, my old classmates, I didn't just meet today."

"Are you going to someone's house?"

"Hmm." Dad Jiang responded, but he didn't tell anything. From childhood to adulthood, ginger dyeing is still very measured on these important occasions.

The car stopped in front of a manor, Jiang Ran followed Jiang's father out of the car, and stood at the door of the house and let out an exclamation: "Dad, your classmate is richer than our family." ”

Dad Jiang: "......"

"This garden is not worth a few dollars, if you want to wait for you to get married, Dad will give you a few."

Tie the knot?

Jiang Ran's back stiffened, and he subconsciously looked at Jiang Dad, Jiang Dad had already entered with the maid, and seeing that she didn't follow, he hurriedly beckoned to her.

She trotted to catch up, followed behind Jiang's father, and made a gesture of everyone's girlfriend.

As soon as they entered the door, the elders were greeted for a while, Jiang Ran's polite gaze did not drift, and Jiang Ran's father and his old classmates finished greeting before introducing Jiang Ran: "This is my daughter Jiang Ran." Then Jiang's father introduced Jiang Ran again: "This is your Uncle Chu." ”

Jiang Ran nodded hurriedly and bowed slightly to greet the elders.

"Your daughters are so old."

"yes."

"I remember that Dye Dye is younger than my Chu Ke?"

"It's a year younger, I'll remember."

The two elders chatted and entered the front hall to sit down, Jiang Ran sat honestly beside Jiang's father, his hands folded on his skirt.