Recognize the good guys and the bad guys?

Not deceived?

Zeng Huixian's words made Qingyun feel tired for a while.

Your old man just called my name.

Zeng Huixian's attitude was obviously polarized, facing Tang Qianying like a loving mother, looking at Qingyun's eyes, but it was cold.

Emperor Yun quietly pouted in his heart, and could only not worry about this old lady.

People, you still have to know what is good and bad.

Others really love Tang Qianying.

"Mama Zeng!" Tang Qianying tactfully sprinkled a thousand times.

Zeng Huixian patted her little hand helplessly, "Okay, good!" Do not say! ”

That's what I said, but I still don't take Qingyun's eyes seriously.

Qingyun was also a little speechless.

Okay, the old gentleman has the status of an old gentleman, you are good to her, I just bear with her.

So, Emperor Yun was more respectful, just smiling innocently, with a spit expression on his face.

didn't sit for a while, Tang Qianying hurriedly pulled Qingyun to say goodbye.

Stay, she is afraid that Qingyun will be uncomfortable.

Zeng Huixian didn't stay, and after sending them to the door, she stopped Qingyun and threw a red envelope in his arms with a disgusted face.

dropped a sentence "If you are not good to Qianying, I am not finished with you!" Mrs. Zeng slammed the door shut.

Qingyun pinched the red envelope and cried and laughed.

The thickness of the red envelope is not low, and it is obvious that there is a steel hammer in it, and he knows what it means.

Tang Qianying took the red envelope and opened it to look at it, her eyes were red.

One in a thousand.

kicked Qingyun beside him, and Lord Qianying's nose twitched, "Qianli picked a dead scumbag!" ”

……

Daddy Tang's craftsmanship, to be honest, is really good.

But if the ears are less hard, they can't meet the standard of Xishu men's twenty years of cooking skills.

Weng's son-in-law, mother and daughter sat opposite each other.

Opening Moutai, Tang Jianzheng directly handed the wine bottle to Qingyun.

Qingyun hurriedly took it with both hands and filled him up first.

Before he could pour it for himself, Tang Jianzheng picked up the chopsticks and beckoned, "I will eat, I will eat, my craftsmanship is like this, it is harder than the Qin family's rice!" ”

Qingyun held the wine bottle with a constipated face, and it was not poured, and it was not poured either.

"Dad!"

Facing the angry eyebrows of Tang's leaky little padded jacket, Tang Jianzheng rolled his eyes, and playfully smiled at Qing Yunpi, "Just mention two bottles of Moutai, you want to take my daughter away?" ”

Qingyun blinked his eyes, he seemed to understand, and asked tentatively, "I'll have someone send two later?" ”

Tang Qianying suddenly changed her direction angrily.

What the hell!

This Lord is only worth two pieces of Moutai?

Tang Jianzheng just wanted to nod, but when he caught a glimpse of his wife, who was obviously about to run away, he accepted the shape, "Why don't you pour yourself a few drinks with me?" Waiting for me to pour you a drink? ”

Wang Xiuzhen over there gave him a blank look, and also let Tang Qianying pour coconut water.

The four cups were held in the air, Tang Jianzheng opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, and glared at Qingyun again.

Seeing this, Wang Xiuzhen was immediately furious, "Xiaoqing came to the door for the first time, who are you doing with a horse face!" Can you eat well? ”

Although she was still a little uncomfortable with Qingyun.

But what else can that brainless daughter do if she has already made her choice?

Hard-nosed disassembly?

Obviously, this can't be done.

Therefore, she has no choice but to accept the reality, as a mother, as a person who has come over, she knows very well that her son-in-law has to take a look at her when she comes to the door.

Otherwise, it is your own daughter who suffers.

Tang Jianzheng reluctantly raised the cup again, and when his wife and daughter were eyeing him, he said dryly, "First cup, welcome home!" ”

Tang Qianying touched the cup with a smile and happily shouted, 'Cheers!' ’

When he looked up to drink, Tang Jianzheng and Qingyun's eyes touched in the air, and suddenly Qingyun caught a glimpse of Tang's father squeezing his eyes at him.

Seeing this, where did he still not understand what was going on?

This old man is indeed engaged in archaeology and history, and there are more than 800 hearts and eyes.

The dish is a home-cooked dish, braised pig's trotters, cola chicken wings, braised pork, fried chicken, beer duck, not much, but it is really hard.

However, Qingyun has a soft spot for braised pork, and the first chopsticks launched a fierce attack on this dish.

Wang Xiuzhen on the other side remembered something, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled, and told him to slow down.

Tang Qianying giggled.

She remembered that when she was in Qingjia Village during the summer vacation of her sophomore year of high school, when Grandpa Qing passed the first seven, Uncle Seventh killed pigs in order to entertain her parents.

At that time, Tang Jianzheng took the initiative to make braised pork, which made the stinky younger brother who originally didn't think about tea and rice eat it directly.

Qingyun smiled embarrassedly, "The braised pork made by Dad Tang is very good!" ”

After that, he gave a thumbs up.

Indeed, the braised pork made by Tang Jianzheng, fat but not greasy is the basic operation, the color and fragrance are attractive, soft and fragrant and not firewood, Q bomb Q bomb, this is the best job.

Tang Jianzheng hehe, let him eat more, there was sour plum soup in the kitchen, and he also took a lump of it.

He also loves to eat braised pork, but he rarely cooks it at home, and the two tigresses, one big and one small, are the most dishable of this dish.

"This second cup, kids, congratulations on getting into the university of your choice."

It was Wang Xiuzhen who spoke, Qingyun respectfully held the wine glass, touched Tang's father and Tang's mother with Tang Qianying, raised his head and went down.

Tang Jianzheng knew that he drank a lot of alcohol, and he didn't persuade him to slow down, when he was in the village, he was drunk by Qingyun.

After eating a few more chopsticks and suppressing his wine, Tang Jianzheng picked up his wine glass and looked at the pair of beautiful people in front of him with burning eyes.

Qingyun felt his gaze and realized something.

Here comes the program.

He quickly put down his chopsticks, picked up his cup, and prepared to meet the teaching.

Tang Jianzheng took a deep breath, and then said lightly, "I won't say much, I only have two requirements for your business." ”

Qingyun even put down the cup at this time and sat upright.

"First, there will be a child surnamed Tang in the future! This can be done, right? ”

Tang Jianzheng remembered that Qin Tianchuan was showing off his first child's surname Qin in front of him, and he was angry.

Qingyun nodded busily, and even said that it should be so.

It doesn't matter, the family is big, and there are many children and blessings, as long as Tang Qianying is willing to give birth, it doesn't matter how many children she has.

At this time, Tang Jianzheng and Wang Xiuzhen set their eyes on their daughter, who was making a well-behaved appearance.

They know that Qingyun doesn't count what he says, but he has to say it to the little padded jacket.

Tang Qianying rolled her eyes, thinking in her heart that she was still a baby, so why did she talk about the baby.

There are still a few years to go!!

wanted to be coquettish twice, but was stabbed by the sharp eyes of the old man and mother, and quickly nodded knowingly.

Tang Jianzheng snorted lightly at his daughter, turned his head to look at Qingyun, but his face became serious,

"The second request...... Formal wedding! ”

(End of chapter)