After a while, Zhou Chunxiang took a deep breath, and then gradually calmed down his agitated mood, he turned his head and comforted his wife: "Don't cry, since my daughter wants to surprise us, then don't demolish her." His voice was a little low, and a little hoarse.

When Miao Ying heard what her husband said, she immediately forcibly rushed into the box, hugged her daughter into her arms, and suppressed the urge to have some pity, she hurriedly wiped the tears on her face with her hands, turned her head to her husband and barely squeezed out a smile and asked, "How is it, can't you see anything?"

Zhou Chunxiang stretched out his hand and gently wiped away a teardrop from the corner of his wife's eyes, and said gently: "That's it, let's go in!" After speaking, he took his wife's hand and pushed the door into the box.

In the box, Yang Cheng stretched out his hand from under the table, took the little girl's hand and gently pinched it to show comfort, looking at the little girl with pear blossoms and rain at this time, Yang Cheng said to himself in his heart: No matter what happens in the future, I will definitely protect you with my life, Zhou Yujia.

And Yang Jianguo, who was sitting opposite Yang Cheng, also had a sour nose when he saw this scene, but he still smiled and comforted the little girl: "Xiao Yujia, don't cry, it's not beautiful if you cry and your eyes are swollen, how can you be Yang Cheng's brother's bride if you're not beautiful?"

I didn't expect Yang Jianguo's trick to be really useful, the little girl immediately turned her head and looked at Yang Cheng with tearful eyes, and asked, "Brother Yang Cheng, will you really marry Yujia when you grow up?" There was still a hint of crying in her tone.

Yang Cheng turned his head and glared fiercely at Yang Jianguo, who was squeezing his eyebrows at him, and complained about Yang Jianguo in his heart, but when Yang Cheng turned his head, he saw that the little girl was looking at him with her clear eyes, and he couldn't say anything if he refused, he could only say to the little girl helplessly: "As long as Yujia is willing, then I will talk about it when I grow up!"

"Well, when I grow up, I must marry Brother Yang Cheng!" After speaking, the little girl's mood seemed to be much better, and she turned her head and said to Amei, who was still squatting next to her: "Grandma, I'm fine, thank you!"

Amei stood up, wiped the remaining tears of the little girl, and then touched the little girl's little head lovingly, and said dotingly: "Silly child, do you still need to say thank you to Grandma?"

Unexpectedly, the little girl said to Amei very seriously: "Mom said that no matter who you are to, as long as it is someone who is good to you, or someone who has helped you, you must say thank you." ”

Seeing that the little girl was so sensible, Amei inadvertently added a little more affection for the little girl in her heart, and said with a smile: "Okay, good, our little Yujia is really sensible, unlike your brother Yang Cheng who looks stupid and stupid." ”

Yang Cheng sat there and muttered, "I'm honest and honest, okay?"

The door of the private room was pushed open from the outside, Zhou Chunxiang took Miao Ying's hand and walked in, and Zhou Chunxiang's unique loud voice sounded, "Lao Yang, is the meal ready? I'm dying of hunger." ”

And Miao Ying, who was beside him, looked at the little girl sitting next to Yang Cheng, walked over, sat next to the little girl, and gently stroked the little girl's little head.

The little girl turned her head to look at her mother and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Miao Ying looked at her daughter kindly and said with a smile: "It's okay." She secretly said to her daughter in her heart: Yujia, my daughter, you are waiting, this is my last task, and I will go home and accompany you when I finish it.

The little girl suddenly kissed Miao Ying on the face.

Miao Ying was kissed by the little girl like this, and her mood was much better, and a charming smile appeared on her face again.

At this moment, Zhou Chunxiang also came over, and he said with a smile: "Little girl, shouldn't you also kiss you and me!"

"No, didn't I kiss it today?" the little girl twisted her head to the side.

Zhou Chunxiang was about to say something when there was a knock on the door.

"Lao Zhou, don't make trouble, the meal is here. Yang Jianguo spoke, and then he said to the door: "Please come in!"

With the opening of the box door, a smell of Yanjing roast duck wafted in, and then a waiter pushed a dining cart in, on which a roasted golden duck was quietly placed on a plate in the dining car, the waiter wore gloves to put the roast duck plate on the table, put the plate on the table, and then bowed slightly and said: "Your Yanjing roast duck, please use it slowly." With that, she turned to leave.

"Wait, is there a Yanjing Erguotou?" Zhou Chunxiang suddenly stopped the waiter.

The waiter smiled and said, "Yes, how many bottles do you want?" ”

Zhou Chunxiang said slowly: "Let's have three or five boxes first." ”

As soon as Zhou Chunxiang finished speaking, he felt that four murderous eyes looked at him, and Zhou Chunxiang raised his eyes to take a look, which couldn't help but make him feel cold.

At this time, I saw Amei and Miao Ying looking at Zhou Chunxiang with a smile, and Zhou Chunxiang was uncomfortable.

I only heard Amei smile and lightly opened her lips and said, "Chunxiang, what do you want to do with the second pot?"

Zhou Chunxiang said curtly: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, it's rare to get together once today, drink some two pots to celebrate." ”

"Oh, is it?" said Ame, smiling brighter and brighter.

"Zhou Chunxiang, you dare to drink, don't you?" Miao Ying, who was sitting next to him, also asked, after speaking, she didn't forget to stretch out two slender jade fingers to make a scissor shape, and the two slender jade fingers closed in the middle, "Click, be careful"

Seeing this scene, Zhou Chunxiang was frightened.

The waiter also asked at this time, "Do you want to have a second pot?" ”

Hearing the waiter's question, Zhou Chunxiang's face turned black and he almost jumped up from the chair and stepped forward to slap her.

"No!" Zhou Chunxiang turned his head to the waiter and said viciously.

"Hmph, my wife is strict, don't let me drink if you don't want it, and it's not that I won't let you drink it. The waiter muttered as he walked.

Seeing this scene, Yang Jianguo and Yang Chengdu secretly laughed, Zhou Chunxiang didn't dare to say Yang Jianguo, so he could only sprinkle his anger on Yang Cheng's body, he glared at Yang Cheng fiercely, and said, "Stinky boy, what are you laughing at?"

"Uncle Zhou, what does this mean?" he also learned Miao Ying's movements, stretched out his index and middle fingers, and made scissors.

"Stinky boy, right?" After speaking, he picked up his chopsticks and stood up and knocked on Yang Cheng's head.

"Don't beat Brother Yang Cheng!" The little girl stood up and stopped Zhou Chunxiang, and everyone laughed when they saw this scene.

After the two families of six finished their meal happily, the two families drove away from the Yanjing Hotel......