love addiction

"No, anyway, I'm a vagrant now, maybe I can get a good compliment from grandpa in exchange for sending you back." He said half-jokingly.

Tang Mianmian was so embarrassed that she didn't know how to respond.

In the old man's heart, only Long Yejue satisfied him, and none of the other grandchildren seemed to attract his attention.

On the surface it was so, but Tang Mianmian felt that the old man just didn't like to talk about his concern for the younger generation.

Who can say for sure about the wealthy family?
Long Yechen packed all her things into his car, and after calling for a tow truck, he took Tang Mianmian on the road again.

Although it took a little time, he drove better than himself, and he was able to reach home on time.

Tang Mianmian thought that Long Yechen would leave after seeing him home, but he said he wanted to go in and pay a visit.

This made her panic, and she was embarrassed to say that her relationship with her family was still tense, so she could only persuade, "Next time, I will tell my parents that I came back alone, so if you show up , I'm afraid it's not very good."

Long Yechen looked at her with exquisite phoenix eyes, "Sister-in-law, you haven't told the family about your marriage, have you?"

"..."

Oh, do you want to be so smart?

Seeing that she didn't answer, Long Yechen knew he had guessed right, and could only sigh, "Okay, then I won't go to your house, I'll find a hotel to stay here, and wait for you to go back together."

"Okay." Tang Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief and was very grateful to him, "I'm really sorry to trouble you."

"Family, why are you being polite?" His warm eyes brought some warmth to the originally cold weather.

This also made Tang Mianmian have a good impression of him.

Perhaps it was also because he was somewhat similar to Long Yejue, she smiled and pushed the cart into the alley.

The difference between a small town and a big city is that every household has its own courtyard.

The courtyard wall is covered with green plants. Even in this cold winter, there are a few touches of green blooming on the courtyard wall, reflecting the vitality.

The courtyard of the Tang family is the place with the most flowers and plants.

When she was a child, she often enjoyed the shade under the grape trellis and grew up in the fragrance of the garden.

As soon as she approached the small courtyard of her own home, she felt the peace of returning home, but she also felt nervous about facing her father's sternness.

Finally he knocked on the courtyard door, and the voice of his mother Chen Qiuhua came from inside, "Here we come, is it Mianmian?"

As soon as the courtyard door opened, Tang Mianmian showed a bright smile, and called out sweetly, "Mom."

Chen Qiuhua was so excited to see her intact daughter that her eyes were a little moist, "I'm back, it's raining today and the temperature is cooling down, isn't it cold on the road? With so little clothes, will you take care of yourself?"

The familiar nagging made Tang Mianmian feel more cordial, dragged the things in, and looked inside, "Where's Dad?"

"I went to play chess with the old Zhangtou and the others." Chen Qiuhua helped his daughter with the luggage, "Why did you bring so much luggage?"

"A little something for you."

"Fei Qian, it's the best gift for us that you can come back." Chen Qiuhua put the things in the small hall, checked the time, and then picked up the phone to call Tang Dacheng.

It took a long time for the phone to be answered. It seemed that the chess game was in full swing, and he was a little unhappy when he was interrupted.

"Mianmian is back, come back quickly."

Although Tang Dacheng knew that today was the day when Tang Mianmian came back, but the lump in his heart was still there, so he said angrily, "Whether she comes back or not, don't disturb me playing chess."

After that, he hung up the phone.

Chen Qiuhua took the phone and cursed, "The old man is quite stubborn, he will be back within half an hour."

Seeing the long-lost scene, Tang Mianmian was deeply moved. She squinted her eyes on the sofa, "Mom understands Dad's temperament better and better."

"It's been more than thirty years, can you not understand?" Chen Qiuhua hummed.

Tang Mianmian is the child of the old couple when they were approaching forty, and has been loved since childhood.

The old couple gave her all the love and material they could.

The down-to-earth teaching made Tang Mianmian almost untouched by the world.

So much so that after experiencing Yan Youlan's incident, she was completely caught off guard.

Sure enough, as Chen Qiuhua expected, the gate of the yard was pushed open within half an hour.

Tang Da came in with a straight face and hands behind his back, glanced inside, and then looked away, for fear of being seen, "I'm playing chess with old Zhang Tou, you bother me, if you don't have a chess friend, you'll lose money." I?"

"Come on, with your little chess skills, Lao Zhangtou will beat you in minutes." Chen Qiuhua laughed loudly.

Tang Dacheng was so angry that he was about to refute, but Tang Mianmian smiled happily and called him affectionately, "Dad."

The old man immediately darkened his face, snorted coldly, and did not answer.

"Dad, come in quickly, it's going to rain again." Tang Mianmian pulled her father shyly.

"I'll go by myself." Tang Dada continued to be arrogant, shook off Tang Mianmian, and walked in.

She stuck out her tongue, smiled at her mother, and then followed in small steps.

Chen Qiuhua took his favorite tea and put it on the coffee table.

The old man's eyes lit up instantly, "Since when did our family have such good tea?"

"Mianmian bought it for you." Chen Qiuhua knew he was hungry.

Tang Dacheng, who was very happy at first, suddenly became stern, "It's not rare."

"Isn't that rare?" Chen Qiuhua asked with a smile.

Tang Da didn't answer, but his face was clearly displeased.

She smiled slightly, and was about to go out with tea, while still muttering, "Since you don't care about it, you should pour it out. Anyway, no one will drink it. Why don't you feed these flowers and plants, maybe they can bloom."

Now, Tang Dacheng became impatient, "Come back! If you pour such hot tea into the flowers and plants, will it be scalded to death?"

Chen Qiuhua brought it back again, with a playful smile in his eyes, "Okay, I'm afraid that the flowers and plants will be scalded to death, so I'll give you a drink."

Tang Dacheng did not refuse this time. Although he knew that his wife was making fun of him, he raised his eyes and glanced at Tang Mianmian who was standing upright, "Do you still know how to come back?"

"Well, I know, this is my home, with my parents, so of course I want to come back." Tang Mianmian hurriedly apologized.

"You also know that you have parents, so why didn't you think about your parents when you stole the household registration book?"

Knowing that this training was indispensable, Tang Mianmian accepted it humbly, "Yes, my daughter did something wrong, so I came back to apologize."

"Old man, eaters are soft-spoken. You can't say a few words when you drink the tea bought by Mianmian." Chen Qiuhua has already started to bring food to the table.

These are all prepared according to Tang Mianmian's favorite taste, just waiting for her to come back.

Tang Dacheng was stopped by his wife, and glared angrily, "You're the only one who talks too much."

"I don't have many, but my daughter is cold and hungry, and she has been in the car for so long, do you have the heart to criticize?"

Tang Mianmian pretended to be pitiful when she heard her mother pleading for her, "I didn't know it was cold today, I didn't bring any clothes, and it rained again, so it was cold."

"Humph."

The old man snorted again, but said nothing.

Tang Mianmian quietly turned to her mother, compared her hands with scissors, and then happily went to the dinner table, "Dad, let's eat, here is your favorite lotus root pork rib soup."

No matter how reluctant the old man was, he could only sit down with him.

Chen Qiuhua added food to the two, but he did not forget to clarify a fact, "Actually, your dad doesn't like to eat lotus root. It's because you want to eat lotus root ribs every time, but you don't eat lotus root. He treats lotus root as his own in order not to waste it." preferences."

It was the first time Tang Mianmian heard of this secret, and she was so moved that she couldn't speak at the moment, she could only choked up and called out, "Dad, I'm sorry..."

"Eating and eating, whose family eats and cries?" The old man doesn't like sensationalism, so he can only fool around.

But Tang Mianmian felt like a lump in her throat, she had a lot to say, but she couldn't say it.

For a meal, everyone has their own thoughts.

Chen Qiuhua was wondering when her daughter would speak.

And Tang Mianmian was thinking, now that he said that he had a flash marriage, it must be a kind of harm to his father.

And Tang Dacheng was reviewing, would he be too strict and make his daughter sad?

Because she had to go to work, she only planned to stay at home for one night. After all, Long Yechen was waiting for her.

While washing the dishes, Chen Qiuhua asked her in a low voice in the kitchen, "When are you going to say it?"

"I don't know either." Tang Mianmian was very disturbed as she washed and played.

I really hope that it can be like bowls and chopsticks, which can be cleaned after washing with clean water.

After dinner, Tang Dacheng did not go out to meet his chess friends as usual, but stayed and watched TV there.

After Tang Mianmian and Chen Qiuhua finished their work, they said, "Sit down."

As soon as she saw her father's expression, Tang Mianmian knew that it was time to settle the score.

She sat at the side tremblingly, and before she could speak, Tang Da said, "Is he treating you well?"

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Tang Mianmian looked at her mother.

Chen Qiuhua quickly waved his hand, expressing that he hadn't mentioned what she said, and he knew in his heart that the father was referring to him as Su Shijie.

Now shake your head.

Before he could speak, the old man became angry, "How dare you treat my daughter badly? How dare you treat my daughter badly?"

"Dad, it's not what you think, that...I'm not actually married to him." Tang Mianmian confessed honestly.

Anyway, stretching the head is a knife, shrinking the head is still a knife.

Tang Dada was stunned for a moment, and frowned, "What do you mean? Didn't you rush to marry him at the beginning?"

"Yes, but...but..." She was so anxious that she stammered, "but it's not with him... it's with someone else."

In the end, his voice weakened, obviously lacking confidence.

Tang Dacheng didn't expect such an accident, so he slapped the table, "Talk to me, what's going on!"

"Keep your voice down, what are you doing so loudly?" Chen Qiuhua hurriedly persuaded the irritable Tang Dacheng.

Tang Mianmian simply knelt down in front of Tang Dacheng and sincerely admitted her mistake, "Dad, I know that my daughter did not do well, so I will admit my mistake to you. This incident exceeded my imagination at first, and I understand if you can't accept it. That's why I never dared to tell you."

"Who is that person? Do you know him? Do you understand? How is he treating you?" The old man asked a series of questions.

Tang Mianmian explained one by one, "His name is Long Yejue, he is someone I just met, but he treats me very well."

"You got married when I first met you? Tang Mianmian, aren't your wings hardened?" This time, Tang Dada became really irritable.

Tang Mianmian knew this was the result, she curled her neck and whispered, "Dad, I know I was wrong."

"What's the use of saying you know you're wrong now? What about others?" Tang Dacheng looked as if he was going to settle accounts.

Tang Mianmian shook her head, "He was on a business trip and couldn't come."

"If he dares to come, I will beat him to death!"

Seeing her daughter's aggrieved look, Chen Qiuhua couldn't help chiming in, "Why are you so fierce? If he really comes, I'll see if you dare to smoke! Besides, your daughter is married, what else do you want? how?"