With a click, He Hairong's chopsticks fell on the table.

He Zi helped her father pick up the chopsticks and asked with concern, "Dad, what's wrong?"

He Hairong forced a smile: "Baby daughter, Dad is fine, it may be that he is old and his hands and feet are not good." ”

"Why, Dad still looks very energetic and handsome. ”

He Hairong's heart was even more sour, such a considerate little padded jacket was about to leave him.

One second he was happy to eat a reunion dinner, and the next second the atmosphere was cold.

What is his husband's mind, how could Du Manqiu not know. Busy playing the round: "It's good to get the certificate, a responsible man like Yun Zhi is rare now, I look forward to you getting married quickly, I want to hold my grandson." ”

He Zizhi shook his head, this mother, the marriage has not yet ended, so she is thinking about holding her grandson.

"Thank you, mother-in-law. ”

Du Manqiu smiled, "You're welcome, I'll finish the meal later, and let her father give you the household registration book." ”

The mother-in-law is easy to handle, but the father-in-law doesn't eat his set, Fu Yunzhi has to ask again honestly to show his respect for this father-in-law: "Father-in-law, do you agree?"

"Hmph, again, I respect my daughter's opinion. ”

After speaking, he looked at his daughter: "Zizi, what do you think?"

"Dad, I want to marry him, do you agree?" After all, he had never experienced a man before, and when he said that, He Zi's fair face appeared a faint flush, which belonged to the shyness of a girl.

Hearing the satisfactory answer, Fu Yunzhi almost couldn't help grinning, but when he saw the expression on his father-in-law's face on the main throne, he couldn't help it.

He Hairong couldn't believe that his raised daughter would turn her elbow out, and her heart was sour.

How could he still eat, as if his strength had been drained, he put down his chopsticks, and went back to the study upstairs listlessly.

Seeing that her husband was gone, Du Manqiu looked at He Zi, "Hurry up, your father is going to find your household registration book." ”

"Oh, I see. He Zi realized it later, got up and hurried to follow.

He Zi followed closely and followed He Hairong into the study.

"Dad, did you come up and get me the household registration book?"

Disappointed but helpless, He Hairong sighed heavily, took out the household registration book from the desk drawer and handed it to He Zi.

"Thank you Dad. ”

After speaking, He Zi wanted to take the household registration book from her father.

He Hairong clenched it very tightly, He Zi didn't bring it, and dragged it again, He Hairong still held the household registration book tightly and didn't give it to He Zi.

He Zi was helpless about her father's childish behavior, "Dad." Are you going to give it to me? I'm angry if you do it again. ”

"Baby girl, is your dad the one you love the most?" the old father's eyes were red, and he asked the question he had been wanting to ask all these days. The subtext is: "Do you love your father the most, or do you love Fu Yunzhi the most?" However, He Hairong was obviously reluctant to mention the name of the son-in-law who made him upset.

He Zi really didn't expect the old father to react so much to her marriage, seeing that the old father had white hair, which was to support her and her mother all year round in the shopping mall, He Zi had a sour nose and said the answer that the old father wanted to hear: "I love my father the most." ”

After speaking, he threw himself into He Hairong's arms and said very sincerely: "Dad, although I am now grown up and married, I still love you the most, and I will often look back at you in the future." ”

He Hairong patted his daughter's back: "Good daughter, whatever you want, Dad will give it to you, if you want to marry Fu Yunzhi, Dad can also fulfill you." ”

He Hairong finally gave the household registration book to He Zi.