Friends of P in the entertainment industry

The next day, the two accompanied Zhang Qin to the Tang family's residence after having breakfast.

Zhang Haoran looked left and right, and found that there seemed to be no big difference between the house here and the big house he lived in.

Describe it in three words.

big big big.

Except that the house is large, the area is large, and the house is old, there is nothing special.

He wrinkled his nose and followed Tang Jingxuan, thinking in his heart that he still likes a small apartment, so no harm will be a problem.

For a lazy person, a small room is actually a good thing.

"What are you thinking about?" Tang Jingxuan turned around and saw him follow with small square steps, looking left and right as if relaxed, "I was very nervous when I went to your house for the first time, why didn't you respond?"

Zhang Haoran tilted his head and looked serious, "I'm nervous, I'm very nervous." Seeing that he didn't believe it, he grabbed his hand and put it on his chest, and said seriously: "Measure your heartbeat."

Tang Jingxuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he withdrew his hand and pulled him a step forward, he really went back after living, and said that he was naive, and he was not much better.

A sentence suddenly flashed in my mind-what kind of pot should be matched with what kind of lid.

Shake your head, what is going on here!

Tang Jingchen had been waiting in front of the door early, seeing the two of them strolling over unhurriedly, he was a little speechless for a while.

Usually, his fourth brother is unreliable, why now it seems that the two are even more unreliable when they get together?

Rubbing his chin, it seemed that he had foreseen a scene of chicken and dog jumping for a while.

"Brother." Zhang Haoran greeted obediently.

Tang Jingchen regained his composure and smiled at him and nodded, then looked at his younger brother's breezy face, and felt uncomfortable for some reason.

"Fourth, I remember that a while ago there were people who swore to me that it was impossible to get married. Why did I check Weibo yesterday and saw someone getting married?" After finishing speaking, Tang Jingxuan's expression changed again and again. Afterwards, feel refreshed physically and mentally.

Zhang Haoran chuckled, raised his hand and patted Tang Jingxuan's shoulder, and said, "Brother, what you said makes sense."

Tang Jingxuan rolled his eyes, thinking what's the point?He is envious of me because he has no marriage partner, and you are still joining in the fun with him.

When he didn't know that he was slapping his face!

He is happy!

Even if his face is swollen, he would be happy to get the certificate with Zhang Haoran!

He is such a man who dares to speak and act.

Cough cough, it's better to bury this kind of funny ratio in your heart, otherwise you will die of laughter.

Tang Jingxuan turned his face to look at Zhang Haoran, seeing that he had a smile in his eyes and he had no intention of being unhappy, he was slightly relieved.

Looking at Tang Jingchen, he gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, you don't have to go to work today?" In other words, if you don't go to work in the morning, you will be annoying here, and our company will close down and let you be so idle!

Tang Jingchen glanced at him, ←←, and pouted in the direction of the house, "Not only am I not at work, but everyone is in the house except you."

Hearing this, the two people opposite him made completely different expressions, but the same sentence came to mind.

Zhang Haoran raised his eyebrows - this family is really idle, quite leisurely.

Tang Jingxuan frowned - this group of people are so idle.

The three entered the door one after the other.

Generally, houses have a similar layout. The hall is the entrance. Some houses separate the living room from the hall. Zhang Qin's side is separated, while Tang's is integrated.

As soon as he entered the door, six people looked at him with twelve pairs of eyes. Zhang Haoran remained calm.

Not to mention twelve pairs of eyes, he is used to twelve hundred pairs, but...

Seeing that sitting on the sofa facing the door, the thin, short old man with staring eyes, flushed face, crutches in both hands, gray beard and wrinkled face, he leaned on his side while changing his shoes. The man on his own arm whispered, "Old Mr. Tang won't have a stroke and pass out in a second, right?"

Tang Jingxuan turned his face to look, curled his lips, "Leave him alone."

As long as he could remember, his grandfather was like that, he didn't smile every day, as if everyone owed him money.

Zhang Haoran had no choice but to put on his slippers and walked a few steps forward, waiting for Tang Jingxuan's introduction.

After saying hello and sitting on the sofa, Mr. Tang, who just said hello to him, picked up his crutch and threw it on the floor, making a muffled bang.

Everyone turned their faces to look at him, and Zhang Haoran was also a little puzzled——what are you doing?

Tang Jingxuan waved his hand, and the servants who were still serving tea and water quickly left.

When there were no outsiders, Tang Jingxuan didn't wait for Mr. Tang to get angry. He reached out and took an orange that was on the fruit plate on the table, and said while peeling the skin: "Grandpa, I have told you many times, don't always come to test my bottom line. My father and my mother don't care about me, I can bear it if you yell at me if you have something to do, but don't you think it's too much for you to stick your hand in my company with an outsider?"

Mr. Tang's expression changed, and his crutches hit the floor with a rapid thud, and he said arrogantly, "Why can't I take care of it? Your company is also owned by the Tang family. I'll let someone see what's wrong!"

Tang Song was originally very dissatisfied with his son's way of talking to his father, but looking at it now, his father's character became more and more incomprehensible as he got older.

Yan Ya picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee, and noticed that Zhang Haoran was sitting in a standard posture, looking at whoever spoke, without any timidity.

She didn't care about anything else, as long as her sons liked it, it didn't matter even if she married a monster.

It's just that it doesn't matter anymore, and I hope that the other half my son finds is a good one. From the first impression, Zhang Haoran is not bad.

Feeling Yan Ya's sizing eyes, Zhang Haoran turned around and smiled.

His smile was clean and refreshing, without the slightest intention of flattering, this smile was very similar to his mother's.

Yan Ya froze for a moment, looking at him with a flash of eyes.

Tang Jingchen looked up at Zhang Haoran, then turned to look at his younger brother who had peeled the orange and stuffed it into his hand naturally, and sighed, "Grandpa, you are at fault for this."

"You actually have the same heart with this little bastard! I raised you so much for nothing!" Mr. Tang became even more angry.

Tang Jingchen stopped talking, and every time he said these few words, he became numb.

Tang Song frowned, Yan Ya raised the corner of her mouth and smiled ironically.

The remaining two brothers, Tang Jingren and Tang Jingjie, just sat on the sofa and had nothing to do with themselves. If the younger brother can handle it well, they can just watch the play so as not to say wrong words and cause trouble.

Tang Jingxuan had already made up his mind when he brought Zhang Haoran back this time, even if he broke his face with the old man, he had to speak clearly and deal with the matter clearly. He is not a big brother, so he can swallow his anger, and he is not his father, a son can't talk back to me.

"Grandpa, don't transfer the conversation to my elder brother. I won't tell you about elder brother." He raised his hand to take Zhang Haoran's hand and patted it. "I'll just ask you if you accept it or not."

"No way! As long as I live, there won't be a man in the old Tang family who will be his granddaughter-in-law!" Mr. Tang glared angrily, as if he wished he could jump over and bite someone.

"Oh, you said this yourself, then you will lose a grandson, a grandson-in-law, and a great-grandson." After speaking, he pointed to Zhang Haoran's belly, "I'm pregnant, less than two months."

Everyone except Tang Jingchen looked at Zhang Haoran's stomach with wide eyes at the same time.

Zhang Haoran still had a smile on his face, and his heart was full of scolding.

Can you give me some hints or discuss it with me in advance before you fucking want to zoom in?

Mr. Tang looked at Zhang Haoran in a daze, and squeezed out a few words for a long time: "Impossible!"

Tang Jingxuan took out the hospital test report that he had prepared long ago, and slapped it on the table, "Grandpa, although your old eyes are dim and you can't see clearly, I believe my dad can see clearly."

Mr. Tang didn't bother with him, he picked it up and stuffed it into his son's hand, muttering, "Look, look, is it true!"

When Tang and Song took a look, those data were incomprehensible, but the positive reaction and the number of days above were still understandable.

Yan Ya also tilted her body to take a look, then straightened her waist and gave Zhang Haoran a gentle smile, Zhang Haoran's hairs stood on end.

"Auntie, if you have something to say, speak up."

Yan Ya waved her hand and looked at him differently. It was a bit like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law. Although it was not appropriate, it was almost the same. Quite a few."

Zhang Haoran nodded, these doctors have already said it.

Tang Jingxuan turned his face to look at Mr. Tang, and asked, "Is there nothing to say this time? What's wrong with the male daughter-in-law, the male daughter-in-law will still have children."

"I don't believe it!" Elder Tang probably couldn't bear face, so he insisted, "Unless you give birth to the child and let me see it, don't even think about entering Old Tang's house!"

Zhang Haoran didn't say a word, just sat there obediently, and slowly ate the orange in his hand one by one.

Enter the Tang family?

Who is going in.

The door of their old Zhang's house is not so easy to enter.

Tang Jingxuan spoke his heart out. This person doesn't care at all whether he will make Mr. Tang angry, but according to past experience, Mr. Tang's blood pressure and heart can't be any healthier.

"Grandpa, please make it clear that we are both men. Even if we get married in the future, it doesn't mean that Haohao will marry into our family, and it doesn't mean that the child must be born with the surname Tang."

As soon as Zhang Haoran heard what he said, he secretly glanced at Mr. Tang's livid face, stretched out his hand and tugged him—passed.

Tang Jingxuan patted his hand indifferently - it's all right, I have to take some strong medicine, otherwise this old man will treat himself like the Jade Emperor and take care of everything.

"One more thing, Grandpa, why didn't you think about it? You think it's not good for him to marry into our family, and he's no worse than our family. You just define it according to your ideas without asking. You still call yourself a businessman. What about the old fox! I can see it, fox?" He snorted, and said disdainfully: "I really didn't realize it was a fox, people and foxes always swipe at their own homes, it's better for you to cooperate with outsiders to harm your family."

After a few words, the angry old man reached out and picked up the cup on the table and threw it at him, scolding, "Don't think I can't do anything to you when I'm old, bastard!"

"You can. In addition to your ability to cry, make trouble and hang yourself three times, you also added one more thing, pretending to be crazy and acting stupid. I have been numb since I was a child." Put the received cup on the table, and poured it back Filled with tea, he picked it up and took a sip. He said that his mouth was a little dry after so much, "Grandpa, what do you say you are tossing every day? My second sister-in-law will also give birth in a few months. Isn't it good for you to tease the child at home, otherwise it will not help Sensen every day. If you come back, you can teach him how to practice calligraphy, and you can also cultivate your body.”

Zhang Haoran looked at the back of Tang Jingxuan's head speechlessly, and said to himself that you are really awesome, and you are not afraid to piss the old man to death.