"Besides, if we have a son-in-law and half a son, we will have one daughter, Mian Mian. If Xiaomu marries her, she will be our son. Can you take care of my love for my son?"
This is probably the difference between mother-in-law and father-in-law. Mother-in-law always likes her son-in-law more and more.
The key is that Murong Mian's face is known as a female harvester.
But my father-in-law has always been critical of his son-in-law. Who asked you to kidnap my daughter
The two of them packed up and went out. Ji's mother looked at her daughter's door and snickered.
She glanced at the stinky-looking father Ji and said with a smile: "Okay, stop being so sullen. If you really don't like Xiaomu, why didn't you say no to Xiaomu when he said you were his son-in-law yesterday?"
Ji's father snorted: "I did it to give him face. If I really pursue this matter, he will never even think about entering our house."
Ji's mother closed the door and pushed him forward: "Tie, you are a sharp-tongued person. Let's go, let's go... I don't think this kid is the kind who only deceives people. Mianmian told me last night that they all We have known each other for two years, and he is getting better and better towards her. He is even better than when he first pursued her. He really likes her. Our daughter has her own happiness and destiny. We should be happy. Besides, they are married and we have a grandson. Is it still far?”
"For the sake of my future grandson, I don't care about him."
"Xiaomu is so good-looking, and we, Mianmian, are not ugly either. I don't know how beautiful their two children will be in the future. I'm so excited that I can't sleep just thinking about it."
"That's right, my grandson must be prettier than all the children in our community..."
The couple walked out as they talked, their pace much brisker than usual.
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The two of them did morning exercises and bought breakfast. It was already past 8 o'clock when they came back.
As soon as you enter the house, you can smell the aroma.
The old couple was stunned. Is this their home
When the two of them were at home, they hadn't made breakfast for a long time. They usually bought some from the breakfast shop after finishing their morning exercises.
The two put down their shopping and hurried to the kitchen, where they saw Murong Mian wearing the floral apron that Ji's mother usually wore, standing in front of the stove frying eggs.
On the plate next to it, one has been fried. It is brown in color, charred on the outside and tender on the inside. It looks particularly delicious.
You two look at me, I look at you.
Ji's father was about to speak when Ji's mother covered his mouth and dragged him away and into the room.
The two left, and Murong Mian turned around and raised the corners of his lips. How could you let go of getting up in the morning to make breakfast, something that would gain favor in front of your father-in-law and mother-in-law
As soon as he entered the door, he let go of Ji's father's mouth and said excitedly: "Old Ji, did you see, did you see, those eggs are fried so well, better than mine, my God, how lucky our daughter is."
Dad Ji said bravely, "You have to taste it before you tell. Who knows if it tastes good or not."
As soon as he finished speaking, he hit his wife.
"What do you have to dislike? How many meals have you made over the years with eggs of that color? Can you get me one? Let me tell you, these days, men who can cook love their wives. This Yes, Mianmian is still sleeping, but Xiaomu has already gotten up to cook. Look at his skillful energy, it is obvious that he is the one who often cooks at home, and Mianmian is so happy."
Ji's mother used to think that Murong Mian was a very good kid, but now after seeing him cooking, she felt that he was really one of a million good kids.