Chapter Seventy-Five: "Selling" Women for Peace

As soon as he entered the door and saw his parents sitting on the sofa, Xia Qingfeng showed unprecedented excitement, "Mom and Dad, you are finally back!" ”

"You're looking forward to our return?" Father Xia teased, "Didn't you say that we are not at home, and you have a feeling of being freed?" ”

"That's a nonsense I said when I was young and ignorant, you adults have a lot, don't take it to heart!"

"Oh, I was young and ignorant a few days ago, and now I'm mature?" Xia's mother also teased.

"Wasn't that forced?" As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something and asked in surprise, "You guys are here, so who is in the kitchen?" ”

"Your sister!"

"Isn't it!" Xia Qingfeng shouted exaggeratedly, "You're all back, and you dare to let her go and spoil your kitchen!" ”

"I haven't said you yet!" Mother Xia suddenly became serious, "You called so terrifyingly, scared us so much that we rushed back non-stop." As a result, you see, isn't it good? Although she thought the dish was mediocre, there was not much danger, and there was nothing to worry about.

"Okay?" Xia Qingfeng was like crying and laughing, and his expression was very rich, "Don't be fooled by the surface!" ”

While they were talking, Xia Zhuming brought her "work" to the table.

It's not that Dad Xia doesn't know that Xia Zhuming's works can't be put on the stage, but because of her age, coupled with the fatigue of traveling and driving, and she is afraid of hitting her, she refuses to learn. Even if I was very dissatisfied, I didn't want to worry about it.

Xia Zhuming boiled a large plate of apple chicken, stir-fried vegetables, boiled shrimp, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. At first glance, it's still quite eye-catching. Especially for people who are tired all day.

Looking at the dish, Xia Qingfeng also thought that he was going to be impressed by her. But after trying every dish, Xia Qingfeng silently took out the takeaway he brought back and took it to the microwave oven to "Ding Hot". Mother Xia couldn't help frowning after eating it. Helpless, Dad Xia could only take every dish to "cook", and this dinner could be settled.

No matter how Xia Qingfeng is damaged, how he denies himself, Xia Zhuming still has a glimmer of hope, but even the mother who is the most tolerant of herself has such an expression. She has no bottom in her heart. As soon as I finished eating, I went back to my room and chatted with my sweetheart for comfort.

Father Xia, who was originally physically and mentally exhausted, still wanted to finish eating and rest quickly, but after listening to Xia Qingfeng's "detailed" report again, he was angry. The idea of "selling women" is even more urgent.

Listening to the tone, not with ordinary people, sticking to the door, listening, sure that it is her object. Father Xia actually had a feeling of relief.

Father Xia was happy in his heart, and when he pressed the doorknob again, the door actually opened, he couldn't help it, and laughed out loud. Mother Xia, who was following him, thought he was crazy when she saw this change in him, and she was dumbfounded.

Xia Zhuming chatted with Xue Haitong, and it wasn't until Father Xia opened the door and came in that his frightened mobile phone had fallen to the ground.

"Who are you talking to?" Father Xia asked with a grin.

Seeing his father, who was still with a black face just now, this abnormal behavior, Xia Zhuming was stunned for a long time and didn't speak. I also forgot to pick up the phone that was dropped on the ground.

"With Xiaotong?" Father Xia showed a rare kind smile and picked up Xia Zhuming's mobile phone from the ground.

Xia Zhuming nodded first, then shook her head again, and thought, "Isn't it okay to make a phone call?" ”

On the other end of the phone, Xue Haitong only knew that there was a murmur, and he didn't know what was going on until Dad Xia's head appeared in the picture.

I want to turn it off but I'm afraid of being said to be rude, no, he doesn't know how to face it, after all, the last time we met, he said in front of himself that he didn't want Xia Zhuming to find someone like him, this is a naked opposition.

Although it is said that it is drunk, who can tell if it is true or false. At this time, he was like a frightened bird, and he didn't know what to do, but Father Xia's next words made his jaw drop even more.

"Ah, it's really Xiaotong!" Seeing Xue Haitong's face in the picture, Father Xia shouted happily, "It's really Xiaotong!" ”

This excessive enthusiasm made Xue Haitong unable to slow down for a long time, and he didn't know what he was going to do.

"Xiaotong!" Father Xia said, his eyes smiling into crescent moons.

He nodded smugly and smiled awkwardly, "Hello uncle, good uncle!" ”

"Xiaotong, why don't you come to play at home?" Father Xia asked, with a loving face.

Hearing this, Xue Haitong and Xia Zhuming both said hello with a capital letter on their faces! Didn't they all say they couldn't and disagreed? Who would dare to come to your house?

"Are you too busy?" This is another question full of kindness, but Xue Haitong is now in the clouds, and he can't figure out what the intention of Father Xia's operation is, so he can only smile awkwardly.

"And when are you done?" Father Xia asked again.

Xue Haitong also asked himself this question countless times in his heart, but he couldn't give himself an answer, so how to answer it well?

Xue Haitong racked his brains and didn't think about how to answer. At this time, Xia Zhuming finally spoke, "Dad, it's up to him whether he's busy or not, he~"

"Don't talk!" Father Xia immediately changed his face and scolded in a low voice, "I'm talking to Xiaotong, don't interject!" ”

Xia Zhuming will be even more shocked and can't close her mouth, this difference is too obvious!

"Xiaotong!" When Father Xia looked at Xue Haitong on his phone, he put on a smiling face again, "You see when you are free, or it doesn't matter if you are not free, you ask your parents to come, and we will discuss with them about your marriage to Xia Zhuming?" ”

"Married?" Xia Zhuming and Xue Haitong shouted in unison, even if it went well, they didn't plan to get to this point, not to mention that he was against it last time.

At this time, Xia Zhuming and Xue Haitong were even more confused, and the two monks were also confused, and the same unclear situation was Xia's mother who was following Xia's father, and Xia Qingfeng, who was standing at the door and watching.

Xia Qingfeng was about to go back to the room to play games, but when he heard such a little movement, he ran out again.

"That's weird, isn't it? Drunk again? Xue Haitong couldn't help but think so. It's only been a week, so how did you change your decision? Didn't you say that you didn't want to marry your daughter to him? He is ready for a "protracted war".

"Dad, what are you talking nonsense, you don't have a word!" Xia Zhuming blushed and said shyly.

Father Xia ignored Xia Zhuming and continued to say to Xue Haitong, "Otherwise, if you don't get married, you will live together first?" ”

"Dad, are you drinking again?" Xia Zhuming also raised her own questions. She couldn't think of anything else she could think of other than that.

Xue Haitong was also surprised and almost dropped his mobile phone, and his speech was incoherent, "Uncle, that, we, it seems, not yet,"