Zhuang Jinling knocked on the door of Beiyin Cangmo's room, and soon someone opened the door. The people who came out were Yang Jing and Yuan Wei who had sent Beiyin Cangmo back. They happened to be rushing to work, so they hurriedly chatted with Zhuangmu and the others. After a few words, he left.
Beiyin Cangmo heard someone talking outside, and walked out of the house. Seeing that it was Zhuang Jinling and his parents, he frowned slightly. He didn't really want to see this family, but he wouldn't take the initiative to reach out. Hit the smiley man.
Mother Zhuang stepped forward and held Beiyin Cangmo's right hand enthusiastically: "Xiaomo, I made you hangover tea. After drinking it, your body will feel better. By the way, I also cooked porridge for you to warm your stomach. , Xiaoling, hurry up and bring the porridge over here."
Beiyin Cangmo was a little confused, not knowing what they were going to do.
Zhuang Jinling walked to the hall, put the stew pot on the table, and then obediently sat on the sofa to watch his parents.
Smiling, Zhuang's mother and Zhuang's father took Beiyin Cangmo to sit down, and personally served him a bowl of hangover soup.
Beiyin Cangmo looked at the bowl in his hand, and he didn't move his mouth for a long time, thinking: This soup can't be poisonous, right
But Zhuang Jinling's parents are all above him in the ranks of warriors, so killing him is easy, there is no need to engage in so many tricks.
Father Zhuang urged: "Drink it quickly, it won't taste good if it's cold, and it's not good for the stomach."
Beiyin Cangmo hesitated, and said: "Uncle, aunt..."
Zhuang's mother interrupted him with a smile: "You are still called uncle and aunt."
Northern Yin Cangmo was puzzled: "What's that called?"
"Call Mom and Dad."
Northern Yin Cangmo: "..."
"Ahem—" Zhuang Jinling almost choked to death on his own saliva, what is his parents doing
Father Zhuang sat beside Beiyin Cangmo, and patted him on the shoulder: "You and Xiaoling are married, then we will be a family from now on, and we will love you as our own son, and you will treat us as well." Don't be too restrained, if you need our help, just ask, we will definitely help you."
Beiyin Cangmo silently took a sip of hangover soup to wake himself up, maybe what he heard just now was just an auditory hallucination.
Father Zhuang took out a small box from his pocket and stuffed it into Beiyin Cangmo's hand: "When you married Xiaoling, your mother and I were working outside, so we didn't know about your affairs. Ling's death... Uh, I won't mention these things after they have passed. In short, we haven't given you a meeting gift or gift money since you were married. Now I will make it up for you in one go. I hope you can reconcile with Xiaoling in the future Get along."
Beiyin Cangmo and Zhuang Jinling got married in a hurry back then, and they were taken to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register their marriage before they had even met, let alone the parents' meeting, setting a date, and so on like an ordinary wedding. I don't know where to throw the marriage certificate.
Northern Yin Cangmo handed back the gift: "Uncle..."
Zhuang's mother knew that he wanted to return the gift, so she got up and said, "Xiaomo, we have to do a segment test later, so I won't disturb your rest, and I'll make you a delicious meal when I come back at noon."
Father Zhuang said with a smile: "Not only will I prepare delicious food for you at noon, but you will come to us for dinner when you come back from get off work. We will prepare meals for you every day."
"Uncle, aunt, I eat in the team every day, I don't need to prepare my meals, and I have to go out at noon, I don't eat at home, and at night, I have to work the night shift." Beiyin Cangmo was a little confused I don't know what they want to do, they won't really treat him as a son-in-law... er, it should be said that they are a son-in-law, they won't really treat him as a son-in-law, right
Zhuang's mother pretended to be unhappy: "Why are you called uncle and aunt again? Remember to change it in the future."
Northern Yin Cangmo: "..."
Father Zhuang then said: "The food in the team is not as nutritious as the food made at home. You won't have time to come back to eat in the future. I will ask Xiaoling to deliver it to you."
Northern Yin Cangmo: "..."
Zhuang Jinling: "..."