Father Ye snorted: "I heard that you were still attending the Global Economic Summit in Europe a few days ago. Is your body able to take it by flying around like this?"
Xing Yuan: "I usually exercise regularly. Recently I practiced Sanda with Wenxuan. It's just a ten-hour flight, which basically doesn't matter."
In fact, he was teaching Marven Ye Wenxuan Sanda. Although it became another kind of teaching, there was no need to tell the old man about this kind of thing.
But even so, Father Ye glared: "That stinky boy... Still learning Sanda? Even with his thin arms and legs, he can't beat Shuxue!"
So, even if my son has been on TV (although he looks like a terrorist), beat a gorilla (it seems to be some terrible biochemical monster), and has strange superpowers (the stinky boy didn't say hello to the family in advance) , But in Father Ye's eyes, his son is still a lazy and stinky art student.
Yes, even if he killed the four little monsters with one punch, Father Ye still felt that Marven Ye was a rookie.
As a result, Xing Yuan told him that his son has learned Sanda now
Father Ye was a little shocked.
"Xiao Xing." He didn't want to embarrass Xing Yuan anymore, so he asked worriedly, "Wenxuan has gone to work in City B for the past two years, and he doesn't often talk to his family about work. You usually get along with him a lot. , What kind of work does that kid do in City B, is it... the kind of dangerous?"
Xing Yuan glanced at the kitchen: "To tell you the truth, Uncle, Wenxuan has a high official position now, and his identity file is classified as top secret information, and most of Wenxuan's colleagues only know his fake identity announced to the public. As for your security concerns…”
He paused: "I think maybe his opponents will be more worried about this."
Father Ye: "..."
How does it sound like his son is still a big devil
But then, Father Ye looked at Xing Yuan, with sharp eyes hidden behind the lens: "Although my father is only a teacher, he also knows that an ordinary businessman should rarely come into contact with state secrets. But Xiao Xing, you Not only understand, but seem to know very well?"
Xing Yuan didn't answer, just turned and said, "Before we came, Wen Xuan and I actually had a conversation with his boss, and we both felt that we couldn't keep it a secret from our family, so..."
He took out a dark yellow document bag from the backpack that Marven Ye had placed on the sofa when he left, took off the wire buckle, put a few pages of paper on the table, put his two fingers on it, and pushed it gently in the direction of Father Ye. .
"Non-disclosure agreement," he said softly.
Father Ye's expression became solemn. He looked at Mother Ye and her son who were still busy in the kitchen, picked up the pages of documents, and whispered, "Let's go to the study and talk."
In the kitchen, Marven Ye stood absent-mindedly in front of the chopping board, holding a kitchen knife and gesturing on a radish for a long time, but his mind followed his father and Xing Yuan into the study.
Mother Ye slapped him on the back of his head: "I see that I don't usually open fire and cook, so where are you looking, and you're not afraid of cutting your hand with a knife."
Marven Ye instantly recovered: "Oh... oh."
Mother Ye also took the time to turn her head to look at the living room: "Hey, the dead old man took someone to the study again, I have to talk about him..."
Marven Ye quickly grabbed her: "Mom, don't go, Lao Xing... Xing Yuan and my dad are going to talk about business."
Mother Ye was suspicious: "Huh? What are you hiding from me?"
She thought about it for a while, then patted her palm and said, "Oh! Could it be that Xiao Xing wants to take this opportunity to propose marriage?"
Marven Ye covered his face: "No..."
Mother Ye said with love: "This time I saw a real person, and it was much more handsome than what I saw on TV. I heard Xiaoxue say that the child's fans are all over the world. Your father saw him at the summit on the news channel two days ago. The presidents of several countries have taken a group photo. Someone who does such a big thing doesn't know how he was tricked into our house by a stinky brat like you."
Marven Ye: "...Mom, what's wrong with me, I'm also someone who does big things."
Mother Ye doesn't care whether her son is Leifa Superman or not. She and Father Ye have a surprisingly consistent view on this matter - no matter how good his son is, he is still Ye Xiaoxuan, who used to be powerless.
Most parents treat their children in this way.
Seeing that there was no one at the door, she waved to Marven Ye and asked him to come over: "You two live together in City B?"
Marven Ye: "Yes, yes."
Mother Ye: "Then what do you usually like to do? Is there any conflict, conflict of ideas or something?"
Marven Ye somehow remembered the lightning protection ball on the bedside table in the bedroom at home, and suddenly coughed twice: "There are still some contradictions, and the two of them must often need to run in together. For small things, either I let him, or he let him. Let me, we are both big men, and usually don't pay much attention to these things."
Mother Ye: "Can you talk to your mother?"
Marven Ye: "Uh..."
After a pause, he stumbled and talked to his mother about some trivial matters when the two of them got along with each other. Later, he said it smoothly, and he no longer felt embarrassed, so he talked about some embarrassing things about Xing Yuan, and the mother and son laughed heartily. .
Mother Ye looked at the happy look in his eyes and suddenly said, "Are you happy with him?"
Marven Ye rolled his eyes: "Well. He is me... "
—He is my own sapphire.
But these words were too shameful, and Marven Ye was too embarrassed to tell others, so he hid the words in his heart and touched his nose a little embarrassedly: "Mom, you don't object to us."
Mother Ye glanced at him: "I just remembered to ask your mother's opinion now?"
Marven Ye hurriedly smiled: "Hey, I've been watching secretly for several months, and I'll ask Ersan what's going on in our family when I'm free, so I don't dare to ask you directly."
As soon as she mentioned this Ye Mu, she thought of the stack of novels under the coffee table, and immediately thought of the tragic story she read in the morning, and she suddenly felt a heart attack.
She grabbed her son's ear: "You two brothers and sisters are here to collect debts from me and your father. You find a boyfriend, and your sister will send gay novels home. The books are all tragic love stories. Will Mom die watching this comedy? Will it die?!"
Marven Ye: "No, no, no, I won't die, I won't die! Mommy, my ear is about to fall out..."
Mother Ye: "Go and tell your sister and find me a cookie story."
Marven Ye: "Good mother! Hurry up, let go, it's going to fall, it's really going to fall"
After Xing Yuan, even though Father Ye left the study, he could still hear Ye Wenxuan and Mother Ye laughing in the kitchen.
The corners of his mouth curved involuntarily, revealing a soft expression.
This smile was caught by Father Ye who was beside him, he sighed in his heart, and finally put down that little prejudice.
After all, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren.
Neither his son nor his daughter-in-law were mortals, and some of the problems he had struggled with before were nothing after Xing Yuan Kaicheng announced their identities.
What are the difficulties and obstacles that cannot be solved by a single bolt of lightning
If so, then two.
Father Ye thought for a while, and sure enough, he didn't, so he finally let go.
Anyway, it's not always his stinky boy who suffers.
At lunch time, Father Ye took out a bottle of good wine that had been hidden for several years, and instructed Ye Shuxue to take three wine glasses and drink two with Xing Yuan and Zhang Rui.
This is the acquiescence of the identity of the two.
Marven Ye was overjoyed at this change, and then felt that something was wrong: "No, Dad, why don't you have my share?"
Father Ye and the other two clink glasses and say, "What do you want to drink, little brat, let's drink orange juice with Xiaoxue."
Marven Ye: "I'm almost thirty!"
Father Ye: "Oh."
Father Ye: "I heard that you are going to have a thunderstorm after two cups, and you have to play all nine, nine and eighty-one."
Marven Ye: "… "
Father Ye: "Let the citizens of W City have a good year."
Marven Ye was wronged to drink orange juice with his sister.
After the meal, Father Ye took Xing Yuan and Zhang Rui to the study and whispered, and Ye Wenxuan wanted to go too, but before he even got close to the study, Mother Ye caught him and sent him and Ye Shuxue to paste the Spring Festival couplets together and make some odds and ends. trivia.
Unknowingly, it was New Year's Eve, and the family sat around in the living room, and the TV broadcast the Spring Festival Gala program, the volume was turned up very high.
This is the first Spring Festival that Marven Ye and Xing Yuan have spent together.
Marven Ye followed Xing Yuan into the kitchen to get the fruit, and while the family was not paying attention, he pulled the man and kissed him hastily.
"Another year." He put his arm around Xing Yuan's neck, touching the other's forehead, and pecked at the peak of his lips: "Happy New Year, Lao Xing."
The man held the fruit plate in his hand, let him kiss enough, and smiled for a while: "Wife, happy new year."
Marven Ye: "Congratulations, it's been a year and a half with me."
"Well." Xing Yuan finally bowed his head and kissed him back: "It's an honor."
The pointer slowly passed twelve o'clock. The host was cheering in unison on the TV. Father Ye hurried the children back to the house to sleep. Zhang Rui and Ye Shuxue pulled their little hands. .
Marven Ye and Xing Yuan glanced at each other, avoiding the sneaky eyes of Ye Shuxue and Mother Ye, and also holding hands and turned back to the bedroom.
It was Marven Ye's small single room at home. The space was not large, but it was fully furnished. Marven Ye lived on campus for all junior and senior high schools, and the larger bedroom at home was prepared for his second silly sister. From this point of view, Marven Ye really seemed to be giving away the phone bill.
His single bed would definitely not be able to sleep two men. Xing Yuantou came home for the Chinese New Year, and did not want to live in the hotel. When the two of them got together, they simply moved the desk out, and moved a set of sofas in the living room into the bedroom. bed together.
Although the height is not smooth, it can barely sleep two people.
Mother Ye packed out two quilts, and while helping them make the beds, she said that her son was not allowed to bully "Xiao Xing" to sleep on the sofa.
Marven Ye: You are really my mother_(:з)∠)_
In the second half of the night, it was indeed a sleeping position that was crowded and tangled, and with the sporadic snowflakes fluttering in the wind outside the window, it was quite warm.
Xing Yuan hugged Marven Ye: "Is it cold?"
Marven Ye thought he was cold, so he turned up the air conditioner a few degrees, and said proudly, "Our house doesn't pay for electricity now, and we can drive it as many degrees as we want. Just tell me when it's cold, don't be polite to me."
Xing Yuan, who wanted to be emotional: "...Sleep in your sleep."
It didn't take long for the two to hear a ding dong ding dong message from their phones at the same time. Marven Ye took a look at his mobile phone, and found that he was pulled into a family WeChat group by his old sister. There were only a few people in it, his parents, his sister and brother-in-law, he and Lao Xing.
Ye Shuxue secretly built the group, and then began to post the various photos taken today.
The heavy snow in W City, the snowman at the gate of the community, the mother Ye who secretly took the red envelope, the father Ye who pretended not to see his wife stuffing the red envelope, Xing Yuan who looked at the sketch with a serious face, and Ye Wenxuan who casually tied a ponytail and crossed his long legs to eat fruit. .
There are also pictures of Zhang Rui, Zhang Rui, Zhang Rui, various Zhang Rui, and photos of Marven Ye and Xing Yuan standing in the kitchen and kissing.
Marven Ye: "What the hell???"
[Dasha: When did you take pictures secretly? ! !]
[Dasha: Wait, what's up with this nickname!]
[Youth Snow Maiden: Well-behaved. jpg]
[Dasha: Suddenly draw a sword. jpg]
[Sister-in-law: Red Envelope]
[Everyone has received the red envelope from 'sister-in-law', this time the 'Luck King' is the 'Father King'.]
[Father Huang: What time is it, hurry up to sleep, no fighting pictures.]
[Queen Mother: Xiaoxue, private chat~]
The new year has come quietly without knowing it.
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#####Ye Xiaomei is the best in the game #####
[Mother: Is there a high-definition uncensored one?]
[Youth Snow Maiden: Picture/Picture/Picture/Picture/Picture/Picture/Picture/Video/Video]
Mother Ye avoided Father Ye and opened the picture. It was all about the intimate interaction between his son and Xiao Xing, which made Mother Ye's heart tremble.
[Mother: Well done.]
[Queen Mother: Red Envelope]
Father Ye was behind her: "Comrade Liu Nian, why are you sneaking around?"
Mother Ye: "I didn't do anything."
Father Ye said faintly, "I saw it all."
Mother Ye: "Oh, it's not that I don't have it!"
Father Ye: "You know my WeChat ID, send a copy here"
Mother Ye: "..."