Xingyun Zaizhou:?!
Xingyun Zaizhou: No way, did my dad really say that? Crying.jpg
Xingyunzaizhou: Then what? Then what? Song Song, can you help me explain
Xingyunzaizhou: Don’t really let our dad think that I don’t make money and can’t support you, or he won’t let us get married.
Xingyun Zaizhou: I will cry. Tears burst out.jpg
[Love] Girlfriend[Love]: Don’t worry, I’ve explained it and talked it out with my parents.
[Love Heart] Girlfriend [Love Heart]: You... don’t cry.
[love] Girlfriend [love]: Kiss.jpg
Although Jiang Xingzhou was indeed panicked when he first learned about this, he also knew that Song Ci would definitely not allow her father to look at him like that, so what he said was a bit exaggerated.
Song Ci was indeed anxious again.
[love] Girlfriend [love]: That's my dad. Pointing fingers.jpg
Jiang Xingzhou really couldn't help it this time, he rolled over on the bed and laughed, how could there be someone as cute as his Song Song.
Xingyunzaizhou: I know that Song Song treats me the best and will not let dad have any prejudice against me.
[love heart]Girlfriend[love heart]: My dad...
Xingyunzaizhou: Your dad and my dad are both our dads.
Jiang Xingzhou directly made a video call.
Seeing the pop-up window, Song Ci's face immediately turned red. She immediately sat down and looked at the wall behind her. It was relatively clean. She was the only one in the picture. Then she clicked the connect button.
"Why did you suddenly call me via video?"
No matter how hard she tried to suppress her emotions, Song Ci's mouth still betrayed her.
This was the first time they had been apart for such a long time since they had been together, and they couldn't even sleep under the same roof at night.
Jiang Xingzhou smiled and felt satisfied immediately when he saw Song Ci's rosy cheeks in the video.
He did not answer Song Ci's question directly, but whispered: "Song Song, I miss you."
Song Ci suddenly felt her cheeks burning, and said to him angrily, "We have only been apart for a few hours."
"Then tell me, do you miss me?" Jiang Xingzhou asked.
Song Ci was silent for a moment, then nodded shyly: "I think so."
Jiang Xingzhou snorted and laughed, rolled his eyes and began to urge Song Ci: "What do you think about us going to the night market together?"
"It's the street behind the school. Song Song, you should know it, right?"
His suggestion made Song Ci frown in embarrassment.
"I know, but no."
"Why?" Jiang Xingzhou asked pitifully, which made Song Ci feel distressed again.
She anxiously wanted to pat Jiang Xingzhou's head and stroke his hair, but unfortunately, the screen was between them and she could only touch the cold phone when she reached out her hand.
Song Ci suddenly became more anxious.
"Don't be sad, let's go tomorrow, there will be a stall there tomorrow too."
The things displayed on that street during the day and at night are the same, but there is more atmosphere at night.
"I told my parents that I was going to sleep, and today is only my first day home. If they found out that I went out to play with you in the middle of the night, they would definitely be unhappy."
Jiang Xingzhou also thought of these things. He was just in a spur of the moment mood and really wanted to see Song Dynasty porcelain.
Now that he has calmed down, he has accepted the reality.
If he really asked Song Ci out, he should be more worried about Song Ci. Hearing her tone, he became even more worried.
He asked distressedly: "Will your parents beat you?"
Song Ci was puzzled: "Why did you hit me?"
"It's you who go out with me in the middle of the night."
Song Ci shook her head: "No, my dad will probably beat you."
Jiang Xingzhou: “?”
I worried for nothing.
He should be more worried about himself.
After all, he is the pig that eats the cabbage.
Jiang Xingzhou smiled awkwardly and changed the subject: "By the way, what you meant before was that you have already explained your career to your parents?"
"Well, it's all clear!" He felt happy when talking about this Song Dynasty porcelain.
It turned out that her mother had already figured out from their videos that they were both unemployed.
Seeing that they are now capable of making money and have their own plans for the future, and with her mother's dissuasion, even her father agreed with her current career.
However, why does Jiang Xingzhou always take advantage of him!
"Besides, those are my parents..."
"It's all the same," Jiang Xingzhou laughed and changed the subject again, "That's great, I have good news for you too."
Song Ci was instantly attracted: "What?"
"My mom said that the previous tenant has communicated that he will be going back to his hometown early and will be leaving tomorrow, so she asked me to go over and take over. We can go together tomorrow and take a look at our new house."
New house.
This word made Song Ci's cheeks hot again.
The house of a newlywed couple can also be called a bridal chamber.
In addition, Jiang Xingzhou had said before that it was their wedding room, so she naturally made the connection.
Jiang Xingzhou looked at Song Ci and patted his cheek, and asked curiously: "What's wrong? Don't you want to go?"
He said sympathetically: "It is indeed quite cold. It's okay if you don't want to go. I will show you the new house live then."
"No," Song Ci interrupted him quickly, "I want to go, what time tomorrow?"
"afternoon."
Jiang Xingzhou asked tentatively: "Then I will pick you up at your house after lunch tomorrow?"
Song Ci was stunned for a moment.
Just go to her house and pick her up.
Now that he's already at her house, it would be a shame not to invite him up to sit and have a cup of tea, right
But, in that case...
My parents always have lunch at home.
Does this count as meeting the parents
Jiang Xingzhou has met her father, but she has not yet met his parents offline.
Well, that's not right. I did meet Jiang Xingzhou's mother when I was in high school before, but at that time I met my teacher as a student, and now I am meeting my mother-in-law as a daughter-in-law. The two are completely unrelated!
"Song Song?"
Jiang Xingzhou smiled and said, "Why are you in a daze again? How come Song Song misses me so much?"
"No!" Song Ci came back to his senses and immediately denied it.
Jiang Xingzhou didn't care and asked again: "Then I'll pick you up tomorrow afternoon?"
"Um!"
"Okay, it's settled. I'll pick you up after lunch tomorrow afternoon and I'll send you a message in advance."
"good."
After confirming this, Song Ci became curious again.
"And in the morning?"
"What?"
“… tomorrow morning.”
Song Ci was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look at the camera, and her head was almost hidden inside her sweater.
Would it make her seem too unreserved
We have an appointment to meet in the afternoon, but I am still thinking about the morning.
She was still as unreserved as ever.
Jiang Xingzhou explained: "We've been tired all day. Song Song, sleep a little longer tomorrow. You don't have to get up early or run. Just enjoy the warm bed."
This answer was reasonable, and Song Ci nodded in acceptance.
"Then... now," Song Ci's red ears trembled, "Do you want to go to bed?"
"sleep."
"...Okay." Song Ci's tone sounded a little disappointed.
Jiang Xingzhou seemed to understand something and explained, "I won't hang up the phone."
Sure enough, Song Ci on the screen immediately looked up, and his eyes seemed to brighten.
Jiang Xingzhou burst out laughing: "Song Song, if you tell others about your current state, they will definitely not believe that you blushed when you talked to me."
Song Ci: “… No way~”
"Okay, okay, Song Song, lie down in bed. How about I tell you a bedtime story?"
"Great." Song Ci was in high spirits.
"Hurry up and lie down. Remember to tuck in the quilt."
"Ci Ci, I'm coming in..."
As they were talking, Yang Xiuli pushed the door open.
Song Ci was so panicked that she didn't know what to do. She looked at her cell phone, then looked at Yang Xiuli who was a few steps away from her, and quickly placed the cell phone upside down on the quilt.
"Mom, mom, why are you here?" Her voice was tangled with panic.
Yang Xiuli showed the milk in her hand and acted jealous: "Here, your dad specially warmed the milk for you. I don't even have this treatment. It's a blessing that my daughter is back..."
Song Ci shyly glanced at her mother: "No way, my dad obviously loves you the most."
Yang Xiuli laughed happily.
She handed the milk to Song Ci: "Drink it while it's hot. It's a gift from your father."
"Hmm!" Song Ci took the cup, drank the milk, and stared at her mother nervously, afraid that she would find out something was wrong.
"Young." Yang Xiuli suddenly spoke.
Song Ci's heart skipped a beat and he was so frightened that he almost dropped the cup.
"H-What happened?"
It must not be a cell phone, it must not be a cell phone!
Yang Xiuli sat by the bed, touched Song Ci's cheek distressedly, and asked: "Why is your face so red? Are you allergic to something you ate?"
It turns out it’s not a mobile phone.
Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief.
She quickly explained: "No, it's, it's... It's too stuffy in the room, it's hot, I'm hot."
Yang Xiuli felt that the temperature in the room was indeed a bit high, so she believed Song Ci's reason.
She advised again: "You can't open the window even if it's hot. It's cold at night. The weather forecast says there will be a little snow tonight. I'll turn on the humidifier for you."
Yang Xiuli got up and turned on the humidifier on the table.
Song Ci nodded immediately: "Thank you, Mom."
Yang Xiuli walked to the door and said, "Just put the cup there after you finish drinking the milk. We'll collect it tomorrow. You've been tired all day, so go to bed early."
"Yeah, got it!"
"Okay, then mom is going to bed, so you should go to bed early too."
"Okay, goodnight, Mom."
Bang!
Song Dynasty Porcelain: “…”
Phew~
At least he didn't notice that she was talking to Jiang Xingzhou.
Jiang Xingzhou stared at the screen that suddenly went dark, and was helplessly forced to "eavesdrop" on the heartwarming conversation between mother and daughter.
Hearing the door closing, Jiang Xingzhou immediately perked up, finally leaving.
"Ahem..." He showed his presence to Song Ci.
Song Ci quickly picked up the phone and apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, it's just that just now..."
"No need to explain, I understand, I understand everything."
Inexplicably, this tone made Song Ci feel that Jiang Xingzhou didn't understand.
"Song Song just thinks that I am not good enough to even say hello to our mom, wuwuwu..."
Song Ci: “.”
really.
"No, I was just too anxious and a little scared, so I forgot that my parents agreed to our relationship. I really didn't mean it that way. I'm sorry... And we've met their parents, and my mom is very satisfied with you, you know..."
The more Song Ci spoke, the less confident he became. However, Jiang Xingzhou had already achieved his goal, and it would be excessive to pretend any further.
He hurried to coax the person, and after coaxing the person away, he was rewarded with an angry snort from Song Ci.
Jiang Xingzhou chuckled twice, suddenly remembered what Song Ci had just said, and asked again.
"Meet the parents? Song Song, how do you count meeting the parents?"
Song Ci was stunned. She had just said it too quickly and she couldn't explain the details clearly.
She had to put it together bit by bit.
"You met my dad yesterday, and you talked to my mom on video before, and... I've also video chatted with your parents, so that should count, right?" She felt a little guilty. This was not a meeting with the parents at all, it was clearly a forced one.
Jiang Xingzhou decisively denied: "Not really."
"But I have seen it before..."
Jiang Xingzhou said: "When you talk about video chatting with my parents, do you mean when we were making dumplings before?"
"Um."
"That doesn't count."
"Why?"
"My dad didn't show up. My mom didn't let my dad be in the camera because she was afraid you would feel uncomfortable. He was always behind the camera and couldn't see the two of us, so yours doesn't count."
Song Ci sniffed and asked with a tearful tone, "Then what does it count as?"
"Think about it yourself."
Song Ci began to rack her brains, and suddenly, an idea came to her.
"Your father has your WeChat, so he must have seen me in your circle of friends. And you said before that they would watch our videos, and I have appeared in them, so your father has seen me."
I've seen both static and dynamic ones.
Jiang Xingzhou: “…”
This is a card bug.
That’s not right. Did you really meet the parents
"Then you haven't met my dad yet."
Song Ci suddenly figured out something.
"But... I just wanted to give an example to say that my mother is very satisfied with you."
So why bother with all this nonsense
Jiang Xingzhou's face froze, it seemed like that.
He immediately urged, “Drink your milk and go to sleep.”
Song Ci: “.”
"You're so fierce."
She had just taken a sip of milk and was now speaking angrily, with a drop of milk oozing from the corner of her lips.
Jiang Xingzhou's breathing suddenly sank.
His tone did not improve, and he urged her again more fiercely: "Drink quickly, and then go to sleep."
What sin had he committed
Song Ci didn't understand what was going on, so she grunted angrily and drank the rest of the milk in one gulp.
She extended her pink tongue and licked her lips to clean the milk stains, then put the cup aside.
"Then I'm going to sleep. I want to listen to the ugly girl's story."
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Xingzhou saw the camera of Song Ci on the screen turn dark. He could not see anything and could only hear the sound of fabric rubbing against each other. He judged that Song Ci had fallen into the bed.
He was still asking stupidly, "What's the story about the ugly girl?"
Song Ci said angrily: "Don't listen to the ugly girl's story anymore. I want to listen to the story of the gray duck. Tell me quickly, I'm about to fall asleep!"
Jiang Xingzhou: “…”