that nice ex boyfriend

I don't know if Song Xiyan likes it or not.After receiving Zhao Linlan's message that day, he replied almost perfunctorily, "Let's discuss it again", and there was nothing else to say.As for the design styles of several invitation cards sent by Zhao Linlan, he only glanced at the small pictures and didn't click on them.

Facing Zhao Linlan's question, Song Xiyan twitched the tip of his nose, sniffed the scent and entered the room, "Mom, what delicious food did you make?"

This attitude of changing the subject couldn't be more obvious.Zhao Linlan glanced at his back, and then at Zheng Ziran who was walking behind.Zheng Ziran immediately sent a smiling face, without changing his expression, he said: "Xi Yan has been busy with the progress of the project recently, and the wedding banquet time is not in a hurry. A part of the list has been drawn up. As for the invitation, there is a style that I like, but I don't like the details. He Xiyan plans to take another look."

People who have been reliable since childhood have an advantage, that is, even if one day they suddenly talk nonsense, there are still people who believe it.Zhao Linlan looked at Zheng Ziran for a few seconds, but didn't go into it further.

While the two of them were talking, Song Xiyan entered the door, put the things in his hand where they should be placed with ease, turned his head, and walked into the kitchen for a while.In the past few years, his culinary skills have gradually awakened, [-]% of which are due to Zhao Linlan's strong genetic inheritance.The smell in the kitchen was mellow and long, and it was only before eleven o'clock, and Song Xiyan could smell it with a "gurgling" sound in his stomach.

"Mom, have you cooked preserved vegetables and braised pork?" Song Xiyan's voice floated from the kitchen.

Zheng Ziran and Zhao Linlan were putting all the things they brought back. Hearing the shout, Zhao Linlan tilted his head and shouted to the kitchen: "It's still in the pot, don't touch my pot!" Taste will be bad.

Turning back after yelling, Zhao Linlan saw Zheng Ziran's eyes lit up in front of her, and she was both amused and emotional: "Aren't you hungry?"

Zheng Ziran nodded: "I haven't eaten it for many years, and the pork with pickled vegetables you made is the best I've ever eaten."

"Eat more later if you like." Zhao Linlan smiled with crooked eyebrows, "I told Yanyan just after the new year, when you two get back together, let him bring you to my place for dinner, and I'll give you Make your favorite pickled meat with pickled vegetables. I didn't expect you to make such a slow progress, and it took almost two months to come."

Speaking of this, Zhao Linlan tidied up all the things in his hands, clapped his hands and raised his head, and saw that Zheng Ziran's expression seemed to be much happier than before, and his eyes became brighter.There should be something to be happy about.She couldn't help laughing and said: "Look at you greedy, eat more."

Zheng Ziran nodded with a satisfied smile, as if he was full before eating.The more Zhao Linlan looked at the place, the more comfortable the daughter-in-law felt. Pointing to the location of the bathroom, she said to him, "The bathroom is over there." She then pointed to the room on the left side of the balcony, "That room is an audio-visual room, equipped with a home theater. "

There are three rooms and one living room in the house, and the three rooms have been renovated into a bedroom, a cloakroom and a video room.The owner of the house knows how to enjoy himself. There is a luxurious sofa bed in the audio-visual room. Zhao Linlan usually likes to lie on it, and enjoy the audio-visual feast while applying facial masks for maintenance.

"Go and have a look," she motioned to Zheng Ziran in the audio-visual room, "If you like it, you will get married later, if you want to change your house, you can add another one during the renovation. I still have the original designer's The contact information is very professional," while talking, Zhao Linlan suddenly raised an eyebrow at Zheng Ziran, "You guys can do a lot of things when you go to fashion."

This kind of tone, which is similar to mother-in-law and daughter-in-law's heart-to-heart talk—it's still talking about young couples—made Zheng Ziran startled and quite uncomfortable.But the content is very interesting, he nodded and said solemnly: "Then if we have this plan, I will ask you to introduce me to the designer then."

"Okay, okay." Zhao Linlan went to the kitchen in a happy mood, and kicked out Song Xiyan who was almost half full from stealing food, "Get up, let's go out to play. Look, you gnawed me, your mother can't even shoot cucumbers." Can't make it."

When Song Xiyan was kicked out, he was still holding half a cucumber in his hand.Seeing that Zheng Ziran looked in a good mood, he ate a cucumber and asked, "What are you talking about with my mother? So happy."

"I didn't talk about anything." Zheng Ziran said, "I'm very happy that you brought me to dinner."

"A little promising, okay?" Song Xiyan had no doubts about him, and with a crisp "Hang Chi" sound, the cucumber was shortened by two centimeters in one bite.

Zheng Ziran looked at him eating cucumbers and smiled meaningfully, but before Song Xiyan noticed, he slipped into the kitchen to help wash the vegetables.

After a lapse of seven years, Zheng Ziran accidentally got stuffed when he ate Zhao Linlan's fried pork with preserved vegetables again.After the meal, he took the initiative to take over the work of washing dishes and cleaning the kitchen, saying that he wanted to have some activities to digest food, but the other mother and son were not polite to him.

As soon as Zheng Ziran left, the mother and son sat side by side on the sofa in the living room watching TV.A certain channel of CCTV is broadcasting sketches, works from several years ago.The two actors are now old partners, and Song Xiyan already wanted to laugh when he came out and hadn't spoken his lines yet.

He laughed halfway, Zhao Linlan sat beside him, stretched out his hand and pulled the fruit plate on the coffee table towards him, used a toothpick to stuff a piece of pineapple into his mouth, and asked while eating, "Why haven't you started preparing for your marriage yet?"

Song Xiyan froze, and said, "I'm quite busy these days, and Zheng Ziran will take care of it."

"Boy, is your mother so easy to fool? You can tell from the way you two are, that you don't take this matter seriously at all." Zhao Linlan raised his hand and shaved Song Xiyan's head. When you talk about nonsense, your face doesn't blush and your heart beats. Tell me, what's the matter with you? Don't you plan to get married?"

"..." Song Xiyan turned his head and glanced in the direction of the kitchen. There was a faint sound of water flowing, and Zheng Ziran's bowl hadn't been cleaned yet. "At present, I have no such plan."

Zhao Linlan also followed him and glanced in the direction of the kitchen, "Why, are you still afraid of being heard? That's because you don't want to end it?"

Song Xiyan was noncommittal.Zhao Linlan thought about it carefully, and asked in disbelief with a face of sudden realization: "Yanyan, have you not reconciled with Ranran yet?"

Dragging the fruit plate in front of him, Song Xiyan also ate a piece of pineapple and nodded along the way.

Zhao Linlan couldn't help asking: "Why? Your aunt Zheng and I have been discussing about your marriage all night. What are you doing?"

"No reason, I just don't want to take advantage of him too much." Song Xiyan said, "Before you mistakenly thought that I reconciled with him, I figured it out. It was Xiaofei who went wrong, and the two aunts got it wrong."

Zhao Linlan directly brought the fruit plate to her lap, and sighed while eating.Song Xiyan didn't have anything to eat, and wanted to give her time to digest, so she turned her attention back to the unfinished sketch.As expected of a classic, with frequent oddities and burdens, Song Xiyan held back his laughter for a long time, and finally couldn't help it anymore. At this time, Zhao Linlan had finished digesting it, and asked him: "Son, you have lived together for so long. Do you often do...cough cough?"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Song Xiyan's laughter was held in his throat, and halfway through it turned into a heart-piercing cough.

"It seems that I do it often. Well, then your aunt and I didn't discuss it for nothing. You kid, you young people are really interesting." With Song Xiyan's temperament, if he didn't plan to stay for a long time, he would never sleep with anyone hastily. to go together.Zhao Linlan, who knew his son's temperament well, looked at him with a face of "nothing to do with you", "Okay, let's make a scene first, and tell my mother when I don't make a scene. Mom wants to save some money in advance, so I have to prepare a red envelope for Ranran."

Song Xiyan poured himself a glass of water and suppressed his cough, "You don't have to worry about this, we..."

"Auntie, the kitchen has been tidied up. Is there anything in the house that needs to be repaired?" Song Xiyan said halfway, Zheng from the kitchen naturally came out.

Zhao Linlan looked back and said with a smile: "No, no, don't be too busy, come sit down and eat some fruit." Speaking of fruit, she glanced at her lap, and there was not much left in the fruit plate.

Zheng Ziran followed her gaze and took the plate, "I'll cut some more, Auntie, are dragon fruit and strawberries okay?"

"It's okay, thank you for your hard work." Zhao Linlan said repeatedly.She watched the back of Zheng Ziran walking into the kitchen, and slapped Song Xiyan's leg with her backhand, "I'm going to make a wife here, hurry up."

Song Xiyan almost jumped up when he was photographed, and grinned in response: "Oh."

In the morning, Song Xiyan and Zheng Ziran came with a full load, and when they returned home in the afternoon, they returned with a full load.

After dinner, the two of them nestled on the sofa, lying on their laps, one stroking the dog's head and the other stroking the dog's tail, very comfortable.An old movie was playing on the TV, about the palpitations of teenagers and girls.

"Did we watch this movie back then, and Lao Zhu showed it to me?" Zheng Ziran found the movie, and Song Xiyan felt more and more familiar with it the more he watched it.

Zheng Ziran stroked the strings of tails, and said while stroking, "It's Teacher Chu. Back then, she was scolded by the grade director for showing us this movie."

"Hey, I just remembered. The director's old fox also said that this old man is teaching us about puppy love." Song Xiyan laughed while talking, "Is there still a need to teach about puppy love? When we watched this movie, there were obviously several couples in our class. Parents of one couple met at that time, and the whole class knew about it, but the teachers didn’t know about it, and the homeroom teacher didn’t notice until graduation.”

After laughing, Song Xiyan accidentally turned his head and found that Zheng Ziran was looking at him with a smile in his eyes.His heart trembled when he was seen, "What are you looking at me for?"

Zheng Ziran continued to look at him, and suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "Can you write Teacher Qu's calligraphy?"

"..." Song Xiyan held back for a long time, "You are embarrassing me." After finishing speaking, he ignored Zheng Ziran who asked such a boring question, and concentrated on watching the movie.

Seeing that his attention had returned to the film, Zheng Ziran's gaze was still fixed on his face.In fact, Song Xiyan was wrong just now. There were more than one couple who were not discovered by the class teacher until graduation.There is another pair, except for me, only one person in the class knows.

The film is coming to an end soon. The male and female protagonists plant a small tree together in the courtyard. Gradually, with throbbing and shyness, their hands overlap.In an instant, the time is infinitely beautiful.

The two people sitting on the sofa didn't move. It wasn't until the ending song was over that Song Xiyan glanced at the time, "It's getting late, do you want to sleep?"

Zheng Ziran also glanced at the time and said, "Tomorrow is Sunday."

The conversation before going out in the morning suddenly flooded into my mind. Both of them saw some kind of tacit emotion in each other's eyes, and they got up almost at the same time.Song Xiyan entered the bathroom first, and Zheng Ziran stayed behind to communicate with Chuan Chuan and persuade him to sleep in his den at night.

After a long time, Zheng naturally entered the bathroom.Song Xiyan was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, his heart was beating a little fast, his face was a little hot, his heart suddenly became agitated while playing with his mobile phone, and he yelled into the bathroom: "Are you alright?"

Zheng Ziran's voice came out with a smile: "If you are in a hurry, come in and wash together."

As unreserved as Song Xiyan, when he heard this, he put down his phone, flipped it up, and planned to go straight to the bathroom.As soon as his feet touched the ground, Zheng Ziran's cell phone on the bed rang.Song Xiyan walked back to the bed, picked up Zheng Ziran's mobile phone, and the caller ID on the screen made him frown, and his thoughts followed the yellow mind at this time, and the plot diverged far away.

"Zheng Ziran," he yelled towards the bathroom again, "Yin Dabang's call."

Immediately there was a horrified coughing sound from the bathroom.Song Xiyan frowned even deeper.