Breaking Through the Clouds

The next morning, at the gate of the community.

"How do I look, man?"

Yan's father slumped on the back seat of the car, No. 18 yawned long and weakly, and said weakly: "Meimeimei..."

Old and beautiful Zeng Cuicui—Ms. Zeng Cui looked in the mirror again and again, and finally decided whether the bangs that fell from her forehead should be left or right. Mi examines herself and is finally satisfied.

"Let's go, don't be late," Yan's mother elbowed Yan's father, carrying a gift for her daughter-in-law, Le Dian got out of the car.

Father Yan, who was woken up by his wife's slap at six o'clock in the morning, struggled to climb out of the back seat with all his strength, looking at the rising sun in the eastern sky, crying without tears: "I remember that we came to have lunch of……"

"Oh, what do you know? It's the first time you see your daughter-in-law. How can you make people wait? It's not surprising that there are so many people!" The silk dress that has been steam-ironed 30 times is even trimmed, making her seem ten years younger out of thin air, and even her steps are so light that she wants to dance, "Besides, I have a lot of savings to follow My daughter-in-law, whom I haven’t met for more than [-] years, said, when will I get engaged? Can I get a certificate at the end of the year? Where will the wedding be held? When will the child be born? How many children will the child have? Should I study abroad at Harvard or Oxbridge in the future? I can tell him that it will take three days and three nights, so it’s nothing to arrive three hours early!”

Yan's father didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Your son only said that he is living with someone now. Did the girl who opened the KTV not say anything, and you even called your daughter-in-law?"

"I don't understand the son I gave birth to. The higher the profile, the more unreliable it is. It's the attitude of trying to hide it that is really problematic." Yan's mother gave her husband a blank look, and couldn't help smiling: "—I see him It’s probably because we are afraid that we will look down on the girl and dare not speak directly, that’s why we set up a covert ambush with us first. If you don’t believe me, just wait and see!”

Father Yan let out a hey sound, and saw his wife holding a pair of men's and women's watches carefully selected by her, happily twisting the little fox trot, and getting into the elevator of the apartment building.

Meanwhile, the top floor of the apartment.

The first ray of sunlight passed through the gaps in the curtains and cast on the messy big bed in the guest bedroom, as if a pale golden light belt stretched out between the quilts.Jiang Ting moved his eyelashes, and slowly opened his eyes. After a few seconds of confusion, his eyes finally focused slowly, and he looked down.

The heavy object across his waist was indeed...a familiar arm.

He turned over suddenly: "When did you come here?"

Yan Yan's upper body was naked outside the air-conditioning blanket, with his eyes closed, he smashed his mouth, stretched out his hand and forcefully snorted Jiang Ting's head, clasped it against his chest, and hugged him tightly: "Sleep for a while..."

Jiang Ting was caught off guard, and bumped head-on into the firm and fiery chest of the same sex, almost buried his entire face in it, and hurriedly struggled to get up and was about to get out of bed.But before his feet hit the ground, he was hugged from behind unexpectedly, and fell back on the big soft bed. Then Yan Yan turned over and pinned him condescendingly.

The two went up and down, looked at each other for a moment, Yan Yan slowly bent down, and stopped at a place less than ten centimeters away from the tip of his nose:

"You haven't wished me a happy birthday yet."

Jiang Ting tilted his head back, although he couldn't make any distance due to the obstruction of the pillow, he didn't realize that this movement exposed his white throat to Yan Yan's sight: "...Your birthday is tomorrow."

"I started to receive blessings three days in advance of my birthday since I was a child."

"But you've grown up, you're already thirty—" Jiang Ting's voice stopped abruptly, his face changed unpredictably, Shaoqing gritted his teeth and said, "Happy birthday Yan Xi...I said you shouldn't hit me at this time Already!"

The proletariat made great efforts to bravely overthrow the heavy pressure of the bourgeoisie, but before they could successfully escape from the vile capitalist ruled area, they were caught back by the reactionary forces, turned over and pressed down, and said vaguely: One, it’s nothing to top one, and it won’t lose a piece of meat..."

"Early in the morning! Yan Xie!"

"It's because it's so early in the morning... By the way, I suddenly found that you didn't respond in the morning. Is there something wrong with you?! Well, let me check, come on and stay still, check!"

"You are the only one who has the problem!" Jiang Ting said in embarrassment, "You can wake up for three years and try it yourself. If you can run and jump, it's not bad!"

Yan Yan didn't blush at all: "I have no problem, if you don't believe me, I will prove it to you now. Hey don't move, let me push you again, don't get up in such a hurry, you say you..."

The huge solid wood bed couldn't bear the struggle between the two of them, and made a creaking sound. The air-conditioning blanket crumpled up during the kicking, and slowly slid down the bed, hanging on the thick light-colored wool carpet.

"Well--"

Jiang Ting was buried between the pillows, the neckline of his T-shirt was pulled down from his shoulders and neck, and he gasped slightly.At this moment, the doorbell suddenly came from the outer room——jingle!

Yan Yan raised his head sharply.

Loud music came from the direction of the master bedroom. It was a tablet computer that intelligently controlled the access control.Yan Xie hesitated for a while between opening the door and pretending he wasn't home, and after three seconds he decisively decided to fuck him, leaning over again and grabbing the hem of Jiang Ting's T-shirt.

"Someone, someone!" Jiang Ting tried his best to block the enemy's brutal offensive with his elbows, panting, "Your parents are here!"

Yan Xie was like a male wolf who had been starving for several years, holding Jiang Ting tightly in his arms with one arm, and said hoarsely: "Impossible, you can see for yourself that it's only nine o'clock, and they won't be until noon..."

Jingle!Jingle!

The doorbell is unyielding, jingle! !

Last night, when Yan Xie entered the guest bedroom, the mobile phone that he had brought with him suddenly vibrated, as if he would never stop until you answered it.Yan Yan was stunned for a few seconds, and finally cursed in despair, grabbed the phone from the bedside table and looked, the call was indeed:

mom.

"—Son!" Ms. Zeng Cui's enthusiastic voice came from the phone: "We are here! Open the door!"

10 minute later.

The door opened slowly in the heavy and almost frozen air, revealing Yan Yan's expressionless face with disheveled hair and a toothbrush in his mouth.

The mother and son looked at each other through the door frame for a while, and Ms. Zeng Cui said coldly, "Ten minutes."

Yan Mao spit out a string of toothpaste foam from his mouth.

"Early in the morning, I waited for the door for 10 minutes." Ms. Zeng Cui nodded her watch and said word by word: "——unless you told me that you were making a villain with your daughter-in-law just now, your mother will now It's time to move the house!"

Yan's father hid behind his face full of son's expression of "I can't save you", Yan Yan rolled his eyes restrained: "If your son only has 10 minutes from beginning to end, you should change the family law, right?"

"..." Yan's mother was enlightened in an instant, deeply convinced: "It makes sense!" Then she pushed Yan Yan away with a slap, and stepped into the door very excitedly and cautiously. Before she could even change her high-heeled shoes, she stretched her neck and walked towards her. Looking in the porch, I was so happy that the ending trembled a little:

"Oh, my daughter-in-law, let me see my precious eldest daughter-in-law... Wife?!"

In the living room, Jiang Ting, who had already brushed his teeth, washed his face, and changed his shirt and trousers, was bending over to put a plate of fruit on the coffee table in the living room. The movements of the people froze at the same time.

Mother Yan: "..."

Jiang Ting: "?"

"You, you are..." Yan's mother trembled.

"Oh, Aunt Zeng." Jiang Ting put down the fruit plate, stood up and nodded politely: "My surname is Lu, and I was just transferred to work in Jianning, so I'm sorry to bother you."

Yan's mother unconsciously grabbed two hands in the air, and then supported Yan's father who came in later. The couple's faces had the same expression of being struck by lightning. In the quiet air, Yan Yan sucked toothpaste. Foaming sound.

Jiang Ting finally felt a little strange: "Yan Yan?"

Yan's mother turned her head in disbelief and asked, "...son?"

——This is what you call cohabitation?

You came shyly and said that you are living with someone now, and told your parents to be mentally prepared. So your so-called psychological preparation is coming out of the closet? !

"Cough cough!"

With his toothbrush in his mouth, Yan Yan faced the three burning gazes of his father, his mother, and the captain of the Jiang branch, bit the bullet and said vaguely: "I...haven't I already said it? It's almost what you know. That." Then he lowered his head and dodged into the bathroom, and within a short while there was the sound of frantically rinsing his mouth and washing his face.

An indescribable atmosphere enveloped the living room again. Even if Jiang Ting didn't want to guess that way anymore, he could vaguely sense something not very good at this moment.

But holding the last sliver of hope that "Yan Xie is at least a 30-year-old criminal investigation deputy, it must not be so unreliable", he coughed as if nothing had happened, and tentatively made a gesture of invitation to the sofa:

"Uncle Yan? Aunt Zeng? Would you two... make some tea?"

Yan's mother: "Don't bother, don't bother..." Then he pinched her husband to death.

Father Yan wakes up like a dream: "Don't bother, don't bother..."

The couple walked around the coffee table very carefully and sat on the sofa. Both of them sat upright in an abnormal posture, staring straight at Jiang Ting's face, as if they wanted to see a vivid flower from his face.

Jiang Ting didn't know what to say, so he had to sit opposite the coffee table. He had just crossed his legs habitually, but suddenly felt that it was not suitable. He quickly pretended to adjust his sitting posture and put his feet down, his hands folded neatly on his thighs. , staring intently at the bunch of bananas in the fruit plate.

Three minutes passed, and there was no sound in the living room.

"..." Yan's mother probably couldn't bear the heavy atmosphere of the funeral at last. After much thought, she finally plucked up the courage, raised her hand and handed over a banana. Facing Jiang Ting's suspicious eyes, she showed a cautious and friendly attitude. With a very reserved smile: "Xiao Lu eat... eat bananas."

Jiang Ting conditioned reflex: "You eat, you eat."

"Oh, you're welcome, you eat what you eat..."

"No, you eat, you eat..."

"Mom! He won't eat it!" Yan Xie, who was shirtless, stuck his head out from the bedroom: "He won't eat any yellow fruit except oranges, mangoes and yellow peaches! Don't eat bitter melon! Don't eat eggplant! Don't eat Carrots! He's not in good health, so don't feed him indiscriminately!"

The embarrassing atmosphere at that moment almost exploded, Jiang Ting's only thought was to immediately rush into the house to stop Yan Mao's mouth, or jump into the crack of the ground out of thin air.

"Oh, that's it." Like an aunt who has done something wrong, Yan's mother put down the banana with a smirk, and found a way for each other with empathy: "It's good not to eat, it's good not to eat, bananas are too high in sugar, It's unhealthy to eat."

Jiang Ting immediately said, "Yes, yes, indeed."

Silence enveloped the small space again, and everyone thought in unison: Why did I discuss the sugar content of bananas when I met my suspected daughter-in-law/Parent Yan for the first time?

"Ahem!" Yan's father cleared his throat stiffly, and forced out a smile that he thought was kind but a little distorted: "Where are you from, Xiao Lu?"

Jiang Ting hesitated for half a second, and quickly replied: "Jiangyang County."

Father Yan pointed at the bedroom embarrassingly: "Then how did you know each other..."

"Oh, we are classmates in the police academy."

"You this year……"

"Two years older than Yan Mo."

Strict father and strict mother silently mouthed "Oh—" at the same time, but their inner thoughts were: Doesn't it look like it? !

Jiang Ting said sincerely, "It's really two years older."

The couple said in unison: "It's better to be mature, it's better to be mature."

Jiang Ting: "..."

"Then," father Yan asked tentatively, "what do your parents do?"

The couple looked at Jiang Ting with piercing eyes, and their inner activities were actually: Do whatever you want, the main thing is that your parents are also "mentally prepared"? !

Jiang Ting is a person who hardly watches TV, and has no relevant experience in meeting his future in-laws in his life, so although he finds this question very strange, he still answers truthfully: "My parents are gone since I was a child, and I grew up in an orphanage. .”

Yan father and mother said silently again at the same time: "Oh——"

Yan father: In case he is my daughter-in-law, at least we don't have to deal with in-laws in the future, it's okay!

Yan's mother: If he is my daughter-in-law, at least my son will not have to take the risk of being broken by the other parent's leg, which is a blessing in misfortune!

Jiang Ting's eyes lingered on the faces of the Yan family and his wife, and the doubts in his heart could hardly be suppressed.Just when he couldn't help but want to make indirect explanations, Yan Xie finally washed his face and hair, walked back to the living room while purring his hair with a towel, and sat down beside Jiang Ting carelessly: "Dad! Mom!"

In an instant, three eyes pierced at the same time, and the various rich meanings in the eyes rubbed and collided in the air, bursting out sparkling fire.

Yan Yan covered his mouth in embarrassment and coughed, pretending he didn't see anything, reached out and took the gift bag brought by his mother: "Hey, what is this, my birthday present?"

Yan's mother couldn't stop her in time, her debt collector son had already taken out a pair of watch boxes - one was a birthday present for his son, and the other was a meeting gift for his daughter-in-law.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she couldn't turn around, and Yan's mother felt dizzy all of a sudden.

"This, this is..." Yan's mother's final voice was a little vain: "It happens that the two watches I bought last year can make a pair. I want to meet my daughter-in-law for the first time... the first time I meet Xiao Lu, there is nothing I can do." Yes, so just..."

Two watches make a pair.

...to make a pair.

Jiang Ting looked at the Cala Zhuohua cross LOGO on the wooden watch box, his facial muscles were a little stiff.It is quite rare for this kind of expression to appear on his face, but at this moment he has no intention to hide it, and blurted out: "No, wait for Aunt Zeng. There may be a little misunderstanding here, please listen to my explanation first—"

"I can explain!" Yan Xie interrupted impatiently.

Everyone looked at it together, Yan Yan looked extremely calm, but he stepped hard on Jiang Ting under the coffee table, pointed at the kitchen, and gave a firm look of "my parents, I will take care of it".

Jiang Ting's brain, which has always been clearly organized, was incomparably chaotic. He thought to himself, what's going on?Why did your parents give us two watches?What did you tell the family?

Yan Yan nodded almost invisibly, which means you don't care about it, leave it to me!

Yan's father and Yan's mother watched the undercurrents between the two of them helplessly, and finally Jiang Ting couldn't take it anymore, hurriedly said "I'll boil water and make tea" and fled away, so embarrassed that he didn't even look back.

As a result, he entered the kitchen with his front foot, and Ms. Zeng Cui grabbed her son's collar with his back foot, gritted his teeth, and said, "Yan, you!"

Yan Yan firmly held her hand: "Mom!"

"Tell me again what is the relationship between you two?!"

"Mom, listen to my explanation!"

Seeing Ms. Zeng Cui's murderous expression, if Jiang Ting hadn't been there, Deputy Yan's detachment would probably be beaten into the hospital by his mother in the next moment.

"Mom, we are really together. Your son will be like this for the rest of his life. You can learn more about American surrogacy agencies. 120 million free shipping and 160 million identical twins. It is really impossible to have triplets. The child takes your surname, didn't my dad say that when I was young, you kept making noises about changing my surname to Zeng?"

Yan's father was glaring at his son, but when he heard this, he immediately turned his head and focused on the floor, successfully creating a sense of sight as he passed by to make soy sauce.

Ms. Zeng Cui: "..."

Yan Yan said sincerely: "To be honest, I have been secretly in love with him since five years ago. I have always failed in blind dates for so many years. I knew that I was destined to be with him in this life. So if your two elders make up their minds If you want to beat the mandarin ducks with sticks, my son, I can only live alone and die alone. From now on, the ancient Buddha will be green, and I will not think about worldly affairs..."

Yan's mother was so disgusted that she shuddered: "Speak human words!"

"I took the initiative. He is shy and hasn't decided to formalize our relationship yet." Yan Xie glanced towards the kitchen and lowered his voice furtively: "So I lied to him that you didn't know anything, and he thought you were only He is my classmate in the police academy..."

Yan's mother stared at him, probably for the millionth time in her heart, she was seriously considering whether to stuff this son back into her stomach to have a new birth.

"What the hell does this little Lu do?!" Yan's mother asked coldly through her teeth.

"Oh, don't ask me soon—he is a criminal investigation consultant from the OUHK. He was a first-class police inspector a few years ago. He said he was transferred to work in Jianning, but he was only temporarily assisting for a period of time. Why do you still treat him as a criminal? A suspect?"

Unexpectedly, Yan's mother's expression did not relax as he thought, but became more serious: "Higher position than you?"

Yan Yan nodded solemnly.

"..." Yan's mother was worried: "You two are really in love, isn't it because you have been unspoken?!"

Yan Yan almost spit out.

"Well, may I ask," Jiang Ting poked his head out from the kitchen, and inserted carefully, "Black tea or green tea?"

Yan's mother had already let go of the hand that was holding her son's collar desperately at the speed of light, and sat on the sofa quietly and gracefully, as if nothing had happened just now: "Don't bother, don't bother, we can do anything!"

Jiang Ting still looked suspicious, nodded with a frown, and turned back to the kitchen.

Yan Xi complained while straightening his collar: "Mom, you are really..."

"I'll tell you a rabbit, a son, a son." Yan's mother was quick-sighted, and grabbed Yan's neckline again, warning each word: "If you dare to sell yourself for glory, I will deprive you of your inheritance rights. All of your parents’ property is donated to charitable organizations, so that you will get out of the house and drink the northwest wind for the rest of your life..."

After all, it is still the strict father who loves his son: "Ahem!"

"You have an opinion?!" Yan's mother said angrily.

Yan's father gave in: "No opinion, no opinion..."

"There are no unspoken rules, mom, where are you going?" Yan Yan said dissatisfiedly, "Does your son look so oppressed? You haven't seen how gentle, attentive, and obedient your daughter-in-law is in front of me." Okay? Last night he made beef stew and tomato egg noodles for me.” He said, he took out his mobile phone and clicked on the photo album, and brightened the photos taken with filters before dinner last night.

The suspicion in Yan's mother's eyes was finally suppressed temporarily, and she and her husband leaned their heads together to look at the bowl of stewed beef brisket with potatoes in the picture.

"In short," Yan Yan straightened his clothes, and said like a closing statement: "He can't leave me, and I can't leave him. We have reached the stage where we can talk about marriage at any time. The more important thing is that we have already slept. Well, if he starts messing around and gives up, he will be so heartbroken that he will go crazy. You don’t want your son to be a scumbag who refuses to admit his debts, right? So for the sake of raw rice and cooked rice, you still give it to me. Biggest support and best wishes."

The Yan family couple looked at each other in blank dismay.

Although I had some premonitions and even made mental preparations, when the thing actually happened, it still had a great psychological impact on the parents.

"Uncle, aunt," Jiang Ting came out of the kitchen carrying a tea tray.

Yan Yan immediately gritted his teeth and made a gesture of killing chickens and wiping his neck at his parents, then turned around to meet him, took over the heavy tea tray from Jiang Ting without any explanation, and secretly sent a look of "I've got it done".

Taking advantage of the short gap when Yan Yan turned his back to the sofa, Jiang Ting lowered his voice and asked, "What's going on?"

"It's because they thought too much on their own, no problem." Yan Yan made an OK gesture under the tea tray: "The explanation is clear!"

Jiang Ting nodded, relaxed a little bit, and said that the important event in Yan's life was probably a heart attack for his parents. No wonder he thought his son was coming out of the closet when he saw a man... even though their son was already outside the closet up.

"Ha ha……"

"Hehehe..."

The strict father and strict mother probably never dreamed that the first time they drank their daughter-in-law's tea would be like this, and the smiles on both of their faces were a little distorted.Fortunately, Ms. Zeng Cui is not an ordinary middle-aged and elderly woman. She is a person who has seen the world in the business field. Although the surging and complicated emotions in her heart are almost overflowing, she still forced a smile on the surface and asked: "I said... I said Xiao Lu, are you still used to living here?"

Jiang Ting didn't doubt that he was there: "Ah, I'm used to living here, thanks to Yan Xie for taking care of me."

Father Yan choked his throat with a mouthful of tea, and swallowed forcefully with his neck stuck.

"It's good if you get used to it, it's good if you get used to it." Yan's mother rubbed her hands, and then asked with a lot of concerns: "Is the relationship between you two usually good?"

"..." This question made Jiang Ting's eyelids twitch.

"It's really okay." Jiang paused, and said in a more serious tone: "Although we are just old classmates during the police academy, and we haven't seen each other for five years, our friendship has always been good."

He was shy, Yan Xi emphasized to his parents again with his eyes.

Yan's mother understood, and remembered that her son said just now that "he doesn't plan to confirm the relationship between us for the time being", so she smiled awkwardly: "It's good to have a good relationship, it's good to have a good relationship. The future will last forever, ah."

Father Yan forced the teacup into her hand: "Drink tea, drink tea."

The Yan family's parents sat side by side on the sofa, drinking tea in unison—not the piece of old Tongxing Pu'er tea, the old Tongxing Pu'er tea cake has been plucked out by Jiang Ting to the size of the last fingernail .Fortunately, Yan's mother was only thinking about the white paper "Research on Legal Issues of Gay Marriage" at home, and the contact information of major surrogacy companies in California flickered in her mind; Even when Mom mixes vodka, she can drink it without changing her face.

"Well," Jiang Ting opened his mouth after deliberation, and asked, "I heard that in order to celebrate Yan Xie's birthday, the meal at noon seems to be..."

He just wanted to say whether we should go out now, otherwise the atmosphere would be too embarrassing, and then Yan Yan stepped back on the following words: "Yes, we will eat at home at noon. Hey, didn't you say yesterday that you want to eat in person?" Are you good at cooking?"

Strict father and strict mother raised their heads at the same time, in unison.

Jiang Ting: "..." When did I say that?

"It's not easy for the two old people to come all the way. Don't go outside, it's hot and crowded, we can eat at home by ourselves. Just let me help you, be filial to our parents." Yan Mo grabbed Jiang Ting Hand: "It is said that children's birthdays are hard days for parents. How meaningful it is for us to cook by ourselves, don't you think?"

Jiang Ting quickly withdrew his hand from the two expectant gazes on the opposite side: "Actually, I don't know how to cook..."

"It's okay, doing more or less is just a matter of my heart, the most important thing is that I will take the opportunity to learn how to cook from you, so I can honor the elderly in the future, don't you think?"

The strict father and strict mother seemed to have suddenly opened the door to a new world, and couldn't wait to agree: "Yes, it's better to eat at home!" "Eat healthy at home!"

Jiang Ting: "...?"

For no reason, Jiang Ting was overwhelmed by Yan's parents' gratifying and admiring gazes, his lips trembled twice, he was embarrassed to speak out his objection in front of his elders, and then he was dragged into the kitchen by Yan Yan.

"I said, Yan, what the hell are you—"

Jiang Ting was stunned before he had time to question.

I saw Yan Yan took out an apron from the cupboard door, put it on her body, grabbed Jiang Tingba and forced it to straighten, and whispered close to her ear: "You cook, I will help. The two of us The performance depends on the meal, understand?"

Captain Jiang was caught off guard, and a spatula was forced into his hand, which is used to holding a police gun, and his forehead was full of question marks.

The author has something to say:

Yan Yan: "I mainly think that, as a responsible man, he should at least pay his respects o(*////▽////*)q before being sent to the bridal chamber."