After swapping bodies with the actor [Entertainment]

There is a saying that a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at her son-in-law, the more she is satisfied. Obviously, this saying that has been passed down for hundreds of years is not without reason.

Lu Qingliao's first meal at the Lan's house was not as uncomfortable as he imagined, and he even found four or five dishes on the table that he often ate. When picking up the dishes, he turned his head and glanced at Lan Yangbing beside him, The child held the bowl and laughed secretly where the elders on the opposite side could not see.

All in all, this dinner was quite enjoyable.

After dinner, Lan Yangxi went out to meet his girlfriend. Lan Yangbing originally wanted him to bring his sister-in-law back to have a look, but before he finished speaking, his brother drove away.

"Tsk tsk." Lan Yangbing stood at the doorway and sighed a few words, turned his head and found that his parents were taking Lu Qingliao to the study, so he ran in immediately in fright.

"Mom and Dad!" He quickly ran to stand in front of Lu Qingliao, paused, and said with a smile: "It's not good to go into the study right after eating, do you want to go for a walk?"

Lan Jiaxu patted him with a smile, grabbed his son's arm and brought him to his side, "Why are you so nervous? Why, are you worried that we will bully him?"

"...No." Lan Yangbing was a little guilty, he put his backhand on his father's shoulder, and walked to the study together, "Then let's go in together, anyway, I don't have anything to do."

Lan Jiaxu looked at him, then at Zhen Man, and sighed helplessly: "It's up to you."

In the study room, someone had already prepared three cups of tea. It seemed that they had planned this for a long time. Lan Yangbing was sitting next to Lu Qingliao, and she was very glad that she followed.

It's not that he is worried about his parents, but if he asks about Lu Qingliao's family situation...he can help explain.

Facts proved that Lan Yangbing was not overwhelmed. Zhen Man and Lan Jiaxu were like all parents who cared about their children. Faced with Lu Qingliao's countless questions, they finally inevitably asked about the family.

"You are all grown-ups. Since you have already decided to go down, we will not stop you. After all, I, a mother, can see how much Bingbing cares about you." Zhen Man said, "But marriage is not a child's play after all. If possible, I still hope to have a face-to-face talk with your parents, just for your future life."

Before she finished speaking, she saw that the expressions of the two sitting on the opposite sofa were different, and her own son kept waving his hands slightly, with a nervous expression on his face.

Zhen Man was slightly surprised, frowned, and asked, "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Lan Yang Bingsheng slumped his shoulders unrequitedly, and was about to smooth things over when he heard Lu Qingliao say lightly: "My mother has passed away for many years."

"..." Zhen Man was taken aback when he heard the words, the hand holding the teacup froze in the air, a trace of guilt suddenly rose in his heart, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Lu Qingliao shook his head, not showing much emotion on his face, "I didn't intend to hide it, Bingbing also knows about these things."

Lan Yangbing was afraid that something would go wrong if he continued to chat, so he simply pulled Lu Qingliao's arm to stand up, walked outside and said, "Mom and Dad, let's go for a walk!"

Zhen Man watched their leaving backs, turned to look at Lan Jiaxu with the same dignified expression, and sighed: "How could this be?"

Lan Jiaxu rubbed his forehead and said, "Forget it, every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, let's talk about it."

Zhen Man nodded, compromised: "It has to be like this."

It was said to be a walk, but in fact, it was more like wandering around the backyard twice, and then Lan Yangbing took Lu Qingliao back to his room.

He has always avoided mentioning the Lu family's affairs in front of Lu Qingliao, fearing that it will bring up bad memories of the other party, but he is still unable to guard against it.

After entering the room, he asked Lu Qingliao to sit on the sofa, and after he closed the door, he was like a child who had done something wrong, with his hands behind his back, pinching his own fingers and not daring to move forward, his face was full of sorrow.

Lu Qingliao laughed, and waved to him: "Come here."

"...I'm sorry." Lan Yangbing walked over with his head down, hesitating and saying: "I should have told them earlier, so I wouldn't...would not embarrass you."

"There's nothing embarrassing." Lu Qingliao took out his hand from behind, held it, and comforted him: "They are your parents, and they have the right to know these things."

"But..." Lan Yangbing still hesitated, in his heart, the matter between Aunt Duan Qing and Uncle Lu was always like a thorn, and every time he thought about it, he would feel sorry for Lu Qingliao.

Lu Qingliao hugged him and patted him, "Except for not allowing them to meet, everything else is normal, isn't it? If uncle and aunt really want to see my relatives, I will call Xing Xing .”

Lan Yangbing originally wanted to mention a few words, but seeing that he didn't mention Lu Qizhi, he had no choice but to give up, obediently rubbed his shoulder on his shoulder, and said, "If Xing Xing is willing, he can come to my house for the New Year's Eve dinner."

"I will tell him." Lu Qingliao said, Lan Yangbing nodded, but still worried.

New Year's Eve has always been the busiest day for a family, and the Lan family is no exception. Lan Jiaxu is the oldest among his peers, so the younger brothers and sisters naturally bring their families to visit. leave.

The cooking aunt started preparing the New Year's Eve dinner non-stop, and Lan Yangbing immediately became lazy after seeing off the guests with his brother, slumped on the sofa in the living room and didn't want to move.

Lu Qingliao was playing chess with Lan Jiaxu in the backyard. Lan Yangxi kicked Lan Yangbing's shoes and said in a low voice: "My mother just asked me again about your husband's family background." No, I haven't told her yet."

Lan Yang sat up coldly, nervously pulled Lan Yangxi to sit beside him, and whispered: "What if Mom really wants to meet Uncle Lu?"

Lan Yangxi hissed, touched his chin, and responded after a moment of contemplation: "It stands to reason... Marriage is also a big event. If Lu Qizhi knew, he should agree to meet. The key is that he doesn't know what your husband thinks. It will be even worse if it is self-defeating."

Lan Yangbing had basically the same idea as him, couldn't help but rubbed his head full of contradictions, and sighed, "Let me think of a way..."

He said he was trying to figure out a way, but in fact Lan Yangbing had no idea at all.

The conflict between father and son is difficult to resolve, let alone the complicated conflict between Lu Qingliao and Lu Qizhi that has been entangled for many years.

He didn't want to make his own decisions at all, so he called Lu Qizhi over without telling Lu Qingliao.

Lan Yangbing looked towards the backyard and sighed again.

The atmosphere of the new year at home is already very strong, and decorations with New Year wishes can be seen everywhere. His father is wearing a red Tang suit, looking beaming.

...I don't know what Uncle Lu is doing now, Lan Yangbing thinks that he probably has stumbled on the Virgin Mary's disease that is often said on the Internet.

He thought of the villa built on the mountainside and the two lonely old men in the villa, and his heart softened.

"I..." Lan Yangbing stood up suddenly, "I'll go upstairs and make a phone call." He said to Lan Yangxi, and hurried upstairs.

After closing the door, Lan Yangbing looked down from the window to confirm that Lu Qingliao was still a little relaxed after playing chess, he hesitated for a few seconds, and took out his phone.

Lu Qizhi's number was obtained from Lu Tingxing, and he has not used it since he saved it. Now he suddenly called him... It seemed too abrupt and inappropriate.

Forget it, let's send a text message.

[Happy New Year, Uncle. 】

After thinking about it, he added a signature to the back.

Seeing that the message was successfully sent, Lan Yangbing breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was wondering if Lu Qizhi would respond, his phone rang. He clicked on the text message and saw the same four words. [Take the red envelope as an apology from last time. 】

What red envelope?

He blankly opened the text message and looked around. Just as he was wondering, he heard the phone ding again.

[Complete the transfer transaction of RMB 02 to your account ending in 07 on February 1234. 】

Lan Yangbing was dumbfounded.