Are you crazy? I became the secretary of the school beauty's mother!

The two of them were so delicious that they were so delicious.

"Here, try this sparerib."

"Have some chicken soup."

"This pork is from a domestic pig, very fragrant, different from the ones in the supermarket."

"Have a crab, too."

. . .

Li Lan kept picking up dishes and serving soup to Su Qingmo, and she was a little jealous when she saw Qin Ran.

"Mom, I like spareribs too."

"You can't pick them up yourself."

Su Qingmo suppressed his smile and picked up a piece of spareribs and put it in Qin Ran's bowl.

"My future wife is still the best."

The word "wife" made Su Qingmo's cheeks flush.

Li Lan also smiled.

"Has Qingmo graduated?"

"I have." Su Qingmo nodded, a little afraid that Li Lan would ask about his age.

Fortunately, she didn't ask.

"So you're working? What kind of job do you do?"

"Uh, I opened a small company."

"Opened a company?" Li Lan was stunned and looked at her son.

Qin Ran raised his eyebrows and said, "Is your son good?"

Qin Jianyuan saw the two people getting out of the Audi, but he was not too surprised.

But even if he was surprised, he would not show it on his face.

Li Lan asked after all.

"So you are older than Xiaoran?"

The redness on Su Qingmo's face faded and turned a little pale.

Qin Ran took over the conversation, "A woman who is three years older than her husband is a treasure. Mom, aren't you older than your father?"

"I am more than a month older than your father."

"But it doesn't matter if he is older. When a couple lives together, they should learn to tolerate each other and not be as taciturn as your father."

Qin Jianyuan, who was caught in the crossfire, paused with his chopsticks, said nothing, and picked up a shrimp.

Then he put the peeled shrimp into his wife's bowl, just like before.

Qin Ran gently bumped Su Qingmo's shoulder and winked, "Do you want shrimp? I'll peel one for you too."

Before Su Qingmo answered, Qin Ran had already started peeling shrimp.

The age issue was skipped.

There were still a lot of dishes in Su Qingmo's bowl, so Qin Ran handed the shrimp meat to the former's mouth.

Su Qingmo, who was a little shy, bit it gently.

The moment Qin Ran's fingertips touched the soft and warm lips, his heart was moved!

It would be great if he fed his fingers instead of shrimp.

However, his parents were still around, so Qin Ran couldn't taste Su Qingmo's imported shrimps no matter how thick-skinned he was.

Li Lan saw the loving look of the two.

"When are you two going to get the marriage certificate?"

"Ahem," Su Qingmo coughed, never expecting her future mother-in-law to be so direct.

Qin Ran patted Su Qingmo's back with his palm.

"Mom, I haven't graduated yet."

"What's wrong with not graduating? Didn't your second uncle's son get married last year? I heard that he got extra credits."

"Getting married can get extra credits? That's a good thing." Qin Ran joked, "Qingmo, why don't we go get it too? If it's later, I'll graduate."

Qin Jianyuan suddenly asked, "You don't have enough credits?"

"Enough, enough. Just kidding. We still plan to get the marriage certificate after graduation."

"That's fine, it's only a few months away. I'll give you the household registration book later."

Qin Ran was embarrassed, mom, don't do this, you scared my ink treasure.

Su Qingmo was really a little scared!

When I went out today, I thought it was a normal lunch.

I didn't expect to come to Qin Ran's house and meet his parents.

Before we finished eating, they were already talking about getting married.

Isn't it too soon? !

.......

Fortunately, Qin Jianyuan's question changed the topic.

Otherwise, Su Qingmo really didn't know how to answer.

Worried about continuing the previous topic, she lowered her head and drank the chicken soup silently.

Suddenly she felt that the taste of the chicken soup was very familiar.

It was like... the taste of the chicken soup her mother made when she was a child.

It was not very strong, but very fragrant.

Su Qingmo thought of her mother, and her eyes were a little wet.

She wanted to drink her mother's chicken soup again.

But there would never be another chance.

Su Qingmo let out a long breath, as if blowing away the hotness of the chicken soup.

But in fact, it was to prevent tears from falling.

After a while, the chicken soup was finished.

Qin Ran took the bowl, "If you like it, have another bowl."

Su Qingmo nodded slightly.

Li Lan snatched the bowl, "Spoon some meat, this is a pheasant, it's different from those feed chickens, the meat is delicious. Come, eat more, girl."

At this moment, Su Qingmo couldn't hold back her tears.

Li Lan, who handed over the bowl, was stunned for a moment and asked anxiously, "Why are you crying? Don't you like it?"

"No, it's not." Su Qingmo sniffed and smiled reluctantly, "I miss the chicken soup made by my mother."

Li Lan was stunned for a moment, then she started laughing.

"Oh, you scared me. If you like it, I'll make it for you every week."

Su Qingmo burst into laughter, "No, this is enough."

Taking the bowl, Su Qingmo lowered his head to drink the soup again.

Li Lan looked at her son and asked what was going on.

Qin Ran shook his head slightly. He didn't know the situation of Su Qingmo's parents.

But seeing this, he could roughly guess that Su Qingmo's mother was probably gone.

Qin Ran was worried about Su Qingmo's condition, and worried that his mother would not be prejudiced against girls with incomplete families like some parents.

Facts proved that he thought too much.

Li Lan showed a trace of heartache in her eyes, and pushed a large bowl of chicken soup in front of Su Qingmo.

"There is still a lot of chicken soup, drink it slowly."

"Qin Ran's father and I don't like chicken soup, you can take the rest away later."

"Whenever you want to eat, just let Qin Ran call. It's very convenient."

Su Qingmo was even more moved by what she said, "Well, thank you, Auntie."

"You called the wrong name."

"Thank you, thank you, Mom." Su Qingmo's pretty face flushed.

"Oh, by the way. Come on, eat some more of the other things."

"You are too thin, Qin Ran must not take good care of you."

"Eat more, don't be polite, just treat it as your own home."

Su Qingmo nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and took the time to say a good word for Qin Ran.

"Qin Ran usually takes good care of me."

"That's good, but boys are careless. If there is anything wrong with him, just tell me and I will say it."

"He is very good."

"Well, he usually takes care of you, do you live together?" Li Lan suddenly asked.

! !

Qin Ran said helplessly, "Mom, I still live in the school dormitory."

"I'm just asking, isn't it popular among you young people to live together before marriage? Mom doesn't object."

"Mom, you should eat your food. If you keep talking, you will scare away your future daughter-in-law."

Li Lan glared, "How dare you! Let me make it clear first, I like Xiao Mo, this girl, you should be nice to her, okay?"

"I know, I know." Qin Ran raised his hands in surrender, "I will definitely be nice to her, so that you and dad can hold a big fat boy as soon as possible, okay?"

Li Lan then showed a satisfied smile.

Qin Ran's foot was stepped on.

Needless to say, it was also known that it was the shy Miss Su who stepped on it.

After a plain but warm lunch, Qin Ran took Su Qingmo to his bedroom.

Since they were here, they naturally had to visit.