The dinner was very sumptuous.
There are Jiang Chen’s favorites: braised pork with potatoes, shredded beef with green pepper, and the plump and tender steamed carp.
Tasting the familiar taste again, he almost swallowed it with his tongue as he devoured it. After adding three large bowls of rice, he stopped shouting happily.
Ayesha, who was sitting next to her, secretly wrote down Jiang Chen's favorite dishes and made up her mind to learn from Aunt Mei and cook them for him every day when she returns home.
Speaking of Aisha, she almost replaced Jiang Chen's position and became the protagonist at the dinner table.
When they discovered that this foreign girl with brown hair and blue eyes not only spoke excellent Chinese, but also had a gentle personality, the two old men also greeted her warmly. Li Xuemei, in particular, kept winking at Jiang Chen who was engrossed in eating at the dinner table, asking him to be more enthusiastic about other girls.
As a woman, she was keenly aware that the relationship between the two was unusual. At least this exotic beauty had a good impression of Jiang Chen.
Before coming back, Jiang Chen's worries were completely overblown. Li Xuemei, who has never even seen what a foreigner looks like, how can you tell Ayesha's age? I just think this girl is very fair and petite. Maybe all foreigners look like this
All in all, she was very satisfied with Ayesha, who was expected to be her daughter-in-law.
However, Jiang Jianguo didn't think much of foreign wives. He still hoped to hold his grandson early and show off in front of his chess friends. What if the son marries a foreign wife and the family takes the grandson away? By then, across the Pacific Ocean, wouldn’t it be difficult to even take a look at my grandson
He has never been out of the country and has never used the Internet. Naturally, he would not know that there is no custom in foreign countries for the elderly to raise their grandchildren.
After dinner, Li Xuemei had almost cleaned up Jiang Chen's childhood scandals, and then walked to the kitchen. Ayesha, who had already read books on Chinese customs in advance, followed her obediently and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes with her.
This move undoubtedly scored a high mark in the hearts of the two elders, even Jiang Jianguo, who had been a little unhappy before. I couldn't help but feel a little satisfied in my heart.
The two women had already entered the kitchen, while the two men were sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching TV and bragging.
No more than two or three sentences. Jiang Jianguo suddenly put on a serious face and looked at Jiang Chen.
"Chen'er, tell the truth, when do you plan to get married?"
"Getting married? It's still early -" Jiang Chen said casually.
"It's getting late! That uncle Wang who always carried you behind his back when you were a kid, his grandson can recite ancient poems!" Hearing that his son has no plans to get married. Jiang Jianguo also widened his eyes and said anxiously.
"Dad, don't be so anxious. Don't I hope you can enjoy a few years of happiness?" Jiang Chen said slightly embarrassed.
It can be said that he was not mentally prepared at all for becoming a father. How to shoulder the responsibility of a father? How to educate children properly? He had never thought about these questions.
And he really wasn't too anxious about having children.
With apocalyptic technology, it is not difficult to extend lifespan by modifying somatic cell DNA telomeres. Although immortality is not yet possible, it can be extended by one or two hundred years until immortality technology is developed. I believe that when he rebuilds civilization in the wasteland, all this will not be a dream.
Since there is no need to think about aging. Naturally, the necessity of continuing the family line is not so obvious.
Jiang Chen even planned to get some "health products" from the wasteland for his parents to use after he took them to settle abroad. Although older people are not suitable for using genetic medicines, anti-aging medicines and the like are not a big problem.
"What a blessing! I just want to hold my grandson in my arms as soon as possible." Jiang Jianguo said, blowing his beard and glaring.
This is a bit difficult to handle.
Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed about his father's willfulness. For a while, he really didn't think of how to coax this old man who was "eager to ask for his grandson".
"Well, let marriage take its course. After all, this is no longer the old era. That sentence is right! It is better to be single than to marry by mistake."
"Why are you marrying? You are marrying!"
"Isn't this the same thing?" Jiang Chen said, dumbfounded.
Seeing that his son refused to let go, Jiang Jianguo pondered for a moment, thinking that it would be better to push him too hard. If my son thinks he is too verbose, wouldn't it be worth the loss if he doesn't come home from home
After a pause, Jiang Jianguo said in a gentle tone: "Okay, you can decide this matter yourself. But you still have to worry more about marriage. People live in this life just to have a family and a career. Now you also Now that I have gained some fame, I quickly took advantage of the good conditions to find my wife, so as not to cause any problems in the future."
"Yes, yes, you are right." Jiang Chen nodded, dumbfounded.
Anyway, the old man said something. It's better to just listen. He still has his own opinion on how to do it.
"That one is called Ah."
"Ayesha."
"Well, that Ayesha is good. But after all, our homes are far apart, and it won't be good to cause trouble over the grandson's stay there, so you should think about it again. The daughter of the old Liu family is pretty good—"
"Dad, shouldn't you ask me to go on a blind date?" Jiang Chen said with a bitter smile.
"What? Do you look down on blind dates?" Jiang Jianguo's eyes widened, "Your dad and I are just matchmakers for others, and we got along well with you and mom during the blind date."
"No, I'm not looking down on him." Jiang Chen waved his hand quickly.
Khan, what age is this
"You can take some time to take a look in a few days. I've asked someone to arrange it."
"Okay." Jiang Chen nodded vigorously.
Just think of it as a way to make the old man happy and go there after all. Whether it will succeed or not is another matter. When the time comes, you can just pick a problem and get rid of it.
I wonder if the blind date will be angry if she finds out. Before they even meet, the man is already thinking about how to get rid of her.
All in all, Jiang Chen did not argue and the topic was quickly ended.
But at this moment, he did remember something.
"By the way, Dad. Didn't I give some money to my family? Why don't you feel like you're doing nothing with it?" Jiang Chen looked around at the familiar furnishings in the living room and couldn't help but ask.
"Use it, I just got a new Simmons at home a few days ago." Jiang Jianguo waved his hand as if he didn't intend to say more on this issue.
"Ahem, you must not save money for your son. Without bragging, I can't spend all my money." Jiang Chen couldn't help but say.
"You can't spend all your money! Don't open the flowers when you have money. Save your money. Make extra preparations. If you encounter any urgent need one day, you won't have to ask for a loan." Jiang Jianguo glared at his son. Education Road.
"Yes—." Jiang Chen drawled weakly.
"Let me ask you, tell the truth, how is your company's current business situation?" Jiang Jianguo picked up the teacup, sipped the tea he received from the unit a few days ago, and prepared to give more instructions on the business experience. Son, lest he offend others or suffer losses when doing business outside.
Jiang Chen rolled his eyes, thinking that if he directly mentioned the market value of tens of billions, let alone he didn't believe it, even if he did, he would be scared.
So, after careful consideration in his mind, Jiang Chen gave an extremely conservative number.
"Probably tens of millions."
Bang!
The teacup fell to the ground and broke.
Jiang Jianguo's eyes widened for the third time, and he suddenly stood up from the sofa, ignoring the broken porcelain pieces on the ground.
"How many?"
"It's only tens of millions. My career is still on the rise. It's hard to say this number."
After swallowing, Jiang Chen whispered.
Fortunately, I didn’t say anything about tens of billions, otherwise I would just scare my dad into having a heart attack (.)
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