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The middle-aged woman nodded and forced a laugh, but she looked at Chen Lang suspiciously.

boss?

Come back with Xiao Xiaoai?

Doesn't he know that Xiao Xiaoai is going on a blind date today?Or do they have a problem?

The more I thought about it, the more strange the eyes of the middle-aged woman became.

"Hi Nima, my name is Makoto Ito, and my name is Zhao Xin!"

The young man took a step forward, shaking hands with Chen Lang first, and then Xiao Xiaoai, but both Chen Lang and Xiao Xiaoai were dumbfounded.

Hello Nima?

Who do you scold?

"Hehe, hehe!" The middle-aged woman laughed twice and helped explain: "Zhao Xin was raised in Japan since he was a child, and it has not been a year since he returned to China. He works in a joint venture, and there are many Japanese people in it, so I usually communicate in Japanese, and my knowledge of Mandarin is still average.”

Is this normal?

Aren't you talking nonsense with your eyes open?

The atmosphere fell into silence, and several people stared wide-eyed.

Afterwards, Xiao's mother saw that the atmosphere was not right, and said quickly: "Well, let the young people talk first, and let's cook."

With that said, Mother Xiao took the middle-aged woman to the kitchen.

In the living room, the three of them were still staring at each other.

"Is your Chinese really not that good?" Chen Lang hesitated for a moment and asked.

Zhao Xin was a little embarrassed and said, "It seems like it."

"Are you paralyzed?" Chen Lang tentatively asked.

"Huh?" Zhao Xin was at a loss.

"Mom sells batches?"

"Huh?" Zhao Xin was even more at a loss.

"It seems that you really didn't learn very well!" Chen Lang sighed, Xiao Xiaoai next to him could hardly hold back.

"There is nothing wrong with working normally, but if you want to live in China, you must learn Chinese. Otherwise, I said that you don't know that your mother sells batches, and you are afraid that you will suffer a lot."

Chen Lang said to Zhao Xin seriously.

Zhao Xin half-understood, nodded and said, "Thank you for your teaching, I'm a slave."

"It's boring, let's watch TV!"

Chen Lang shook his head bored, and looked at Xiao Xiaoai.

Xiao Xiaoai turned on the TV, and the three of them watched a bear with great interest.

Half an hour later, two housewives walked out of the kitchen, and trays of prepared dishes were served on the table.

"Auntie, stop busy, sit down and eat together."

Chen Lang said to the two with a smile.

"Good good!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was good, the two of them were all laughing, so they immediately relaxed and sat down.

After sitting down, everyone was stunned again.

Although Xiao Xiaoai is a single-parent family, Xiao's mother is also a relatively traditional person, so what the family pays attention to is that the guests do not move their chopsticks and they are determined not to do so.

A middle-aged woman is the middleman, and she will not be the first to move the chopsticks.

On the other hand, Zhao Xin recognized Chen Lang, Chen Lang didn't move his chopsticks, would he dare to move?

Chen Lang is a guest who follows his will, the master doesn't move and I don't move.

Then, the atmosphere became awkward again.

After a long time, Chen Lang felt his stomach growling, and Xiao's mother couldn't help but look at Zhao Xin. She seemed to know that Zhao Xin couldn't understand Chinese, so she hesitated for a while, and said hesitantly: "Taijun, Missi Missi ?”

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puff!

Chen Lang almost spewed out.

He turned his head to look at Xiao Xiaoai in an instant.

Xiao Xiaoai also looked at his mother strangely.

Mom, why do these words sound so familiar to me?Are you a traitor?

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The middle-aged woman seemed to be unable to hold back anymore, and she almost laughed. She took a deep breath, and then told Zhao Xin about the meal in Japanese.

Zhao Xin suddenly realized, then politely nodded to Chen Lang and the others, and picked up the chopsticks.

Only then did everyone begin to eat.

"This kid is quite polite!" Xiao's mother picked up the rice and said with a smile.

The middle-aged woman nodded, and then began to tell Xiao's mother about Zhao Xin's past and advantages.

When the meal was almost finished, Zhao Xin and Xiao Xiaoai also exchanged contact information, and then the middle-aged woman also felt that the heat was ready.

There is no need to entangle for too long when meeting for the first time, otherwise it may cause bad effects.

"Qing, it's almost time. I still have something to do later, so let's go first."

The middle-aged woman got up with Zhao Xin.

Xiao's mother, Chen Lang, and Xiao Xiaoai stepped forward to be polite, and walked all the way to the gate.

"There's really no need to send them away. I'll find you out for tea in a few days when I'm free. Then I'll let the young people have a good chat. We're leaving now."

The middle-aged woman said politely again.