Xia Anlan laughed softly: "It's different from what you thought. I'm sorry."
The corner of Su Ningmei's mouth twitched, this... is this a joke, or a joke
She thought this man was gentle and gentle just now, and his smile was like a spring breeze, but... why did she feel now that this man seemed to have something in his words
Su Ningmei looked at Xia Anlan again and felt that his smile was no longer so innocent.
Qingsi suddenly appeared from the side: "Uncle, have you finished talking to Aunt Su?"
Xia Anlan bent down and picked up Qingsi: "That's it."
"Then can we eat together?"
"Of course." Xia An said to Su Ningmei, "Let's go and sit down. Xiao Ai's cooking is delicious."
"Oh, okay..." Su Ningmei looked at Qingsi, feeling extremely itchy, as if she wanted to switch with him and let him serve the dishes while she held the child!
A smile flashed in Xia Anlan's eyes. She really put all her attention on Qingsi. It seemed that she really liked the girl.
He looked at Qingsi and Su Ningmei's eyes, and suddenly understood why he found Su Ningmei interesting. It was probably because he had never seen anyone who was thirty years old and could still have such clear eyes. Like a child.
Probably because of this, he couldn't help teasing her.
The food has been served. Tonight, Nie Qiuping cooked a lot of dishes, and the big table was finally filled with people for the first time.
Mrs. Xia greeted: "Everyone, please sit down and listen to the wind. You must not be polite, you know? Treat this as your own home. When you were young, you often came to my house for dinner, do you still remember?"
The eldest brother of the Su family had already sat down. He smiled and said, "Of course I remember. What I remember most is the sweet and sour fish you made. The taste is still unforgettable to me."
"I didn't expect that you still remember."
"Of course I remember."
Xia Anlan sat down holding Qingsi, and Nie Qiuping said: "Brother, stop holding Qingsi and put her on the chair next to her. She is already so big, she can eat by herself."
Xia Anlan pinched Qingsi's little face: "It doesn't matter, I'll hold her."
Su Ningmei looked at it with greedy eyes, and she quickly said: "It doesn't matter. As mayor, you must be busy with a lot of work during the day. This meal in the evening should be delicious. Why don't you give me the black hair?" Anyway, I’m fine every day and my energy is very good.”
Xia Anlan smiled: "No need to bother, you are being polite after all."
"How can I be considered a guest? When I come here, I treat this as my own home, isn't it Aunt Xia?"
Xia Anlan raised her eyebrows, her own home
Mrs. Xia said with a smile: "That's right, don't be polite. When you get here, treat it as if you are at your own home, so don't be polite."
Just now she saw her son and her sister talking there, and the more she looked at them, the more she felt that they were a perfect match. She had never seen her son be so kind to a woman. He was not just perfunctory on the surface, he was really smiling. , the kind of smile that goes straight to the bottom of your eyes.
She remembered that in the past, she told Mrs. Su, half truthfully, half falsely, that she wanted to arrange a baby engagement for An Lan and her sister, and let them get married when they grew up.
But many years later, things are no longer what they used to be.
Now, although her son is not married yet, her sister is already a wife. After all, the fate has been missed like this.
Mrs. Xia was filled with emotion!
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