break the leg, climb up the bunk

Since it was already meal time, no matter how soon or late, Aunt Zhuang would not neglect her son's lover when he came home, not to mention that this time it was indeed much more pleasing to the eye than the last time, full of vigor and round eyes Looking strange and clever, the hair like a hedgehog is also very energetic.

So I personally cooked a lot of delicious food with Lao Zhang's wife. These were prepared a long time ago. Seeing her son pretending to be calm by the side, with a calm and disapproving expression, Second Aunt Zhuang felt distressed. up.

The son was born by her, so how could Second Aunt Zhuang not know that the son's nervousness hidden in the depths of his eyes, he frequently fetched the water glass on the tea table, brought it to his mouth but wet his lips, and put the water glass back cautiously, watching Aunt Zhuang's heart was filled with reluctance. Her own son always felt like a guest whenever he came home.

"Dinner is ready, wash your hands and eat!"

Although there was Xiao Qiu in the middle to ease the atmosphere, Aunt Zhuang still knew that her husband was also nervous, so it would be better to chat while eating, at least the atmosphere at the dinner table would not be so volatile.

For this reason, the second aunt Zhuang, who was well dressed, came over, smiled amiably and asked everyone to go to dinner. Seeing that the person brought back by her son was talking to several people, she was very excited, and her husband's face was not ugly. She couldn't help but feel that Really very energetic, there is a feeling of seeing a fish jumping on the shore for no reason.

She pursed her lips and smiled very subtly. Aunt Zhuang was very close to Mo Yiqiu because she was standing next to her husband. She almost stood next to the sofa when Mo Yiqiu grabbed her arm. After listening to years of acting like a baby The sound also rang out.

"Second aunt, have you gone back 18 years? Why every time I come back, I see that you are more beautiful than last time, oops! Next time I have to show off to my classmates, such a beautiful aunt belongs to my family, and she can still do it Delicious, oh...delicious, delicious...Second Aunt, I'm hungry, so hungry that I could eat a cow..."

Mo Yiqiu moved his nostrils, and he could already smell the smell of food in the air. In front of the elders, he always acted like a baby, and even praised someone without showing any signs.

It is natural to use this kind of coquettish tone to say that a middle-aged woman is very beautiful and good at taking care of herself. Outsiders generally dare not say this, and acquaintances will feel ashamed when they say this, and it will give people a feeling of asking for something. Mo Yiqiu can be regarded as the person who has mastered this praise skill just right.

"Pfft... you kid, you always say that, is it true or not? I turned around and looked in the mirror, and I really took out the unique face you said, why didn't I see you coming to accompany me to go shopping, every time I ran so fast , In fact, you are trying to make the second aunt happy!

...I'm here to ask you to eat!Go wash your hands!There is definitely something you naughty bag likes to eat, let’s say it first, you are not allowed to go home until you finish eating, and you will be held in the yard of our house. I will keep the wooden house you robbed the dog when you were young!I can't finish it, hum! ...told you to sleep in at night. "

Second Aunt Zhuang laughed, stretched her hand over Uncle Zhuang, pinched Mo Yiqiu's ears lightly, her smile was full of gentle eyes, Yiqiu is very obedient, really nice, but no matter how obedient she is, she is still a nephew, isn't it? son.

Aunt Zhuang, who had traditional thoughts in her heart, sighed secretly, but her smile did not diminish. She glanced at Zhuang Mingyan quietly, and saw that his expression was much more relaxed, at least not as stiff as before, so she felt relieved and urged a few A man washes his hands.

"If you can't eat a cow in a while, you can sleep on the lower bunk by yourself!"

Zhuang Zixia smiled at Uncle Zhuang and his wife, and whispered in Mo Yiqiu's ear, his lover's appetite is really bad recently, if he is not hungry, he usually can't eat much, even though he knew what Yiqiu said was Exaggerating, he still really hopes that his lover can recover as soon as possible.

As soon as the whisper was finished, Zhuang Zixia stood up and went to wash his hands first. For some reason, his eyes slipped past Mu Jia who had been staring at him. He was startled by the implied fanaticism in his eyes, and he didn't understand the other party at all. Staring at yourself means several things.

Thinking that this foodie is the object of my cousin, it will definitely be common in the future, and Yi Qiu will definitely be invited by Zhuang Mingyan to act as a person to ease the atmosphere. Zhuang Zixia didn't intend to embarrass Mu Jia, first frowned, and then raised a little arc The corner of his mouth expressed his kindness to Mu Jia.

At the same time, Mo Yiqiu stretched out his hand and shrunk his long legs, letting Zhuang Zixia walk in front of him to the guest bathroom to wash his hands, while waving his hand childishly and frowning, he retorted: "I'm a metaphor, a metaphor..."

The result was Zhuang Zixia's kind smile, and Mo Yiqiu's sudden stretch of hand, which made Mu Jia tremble, thinking that the idol was warning him not to grab those delicacies for a while, and the juniors also cooperated to give him a good look. OK!Last time the idol's kick... Hiss!

Mu Jia put on a defensive posture as soon as he was in a hurry, completely forgetting where he was, and hurriedly shouted to Mo Yiqiu: "Mr. Mo, I will never snatch the things you and Mr. Zhuang like to eat for a while, I will The provincial rations are all confiscated and handed over to the party and the state. Don’t do anything, just speak up if you have something to say..."

As soon as he finished yelling, Mo Yiqiu's word "metaphor" also fell silent, several pairs of eyes stared at Mu Jia, the air seemed to freeze for a moment, Zhuang Zixia's feet were still lifted and he wanted to step over Mo Yiqiu's long legs After a second, he put down calmly.

Zhuang Zixia looked back at Zhuang Mingyan, a young friend who had just been promoted, why did he think that there was something wrong with this guy's brain circuit, could it be that the alkali water in his brain had risen again, his IQ was really urgent, and the third brother's hobbies were really weird.

Mu Jia was also dumbfounded. After realizing it, he hurriedly apologized and joked. His ears were so red. When he saw Zhuang Mingyan next to him pursing his lips and holding his stomach, the corners of his mouth twitched. , Let him be ashamed and lose his face, go back and tell the uncle to look good, and kill him, a bastard.

"Cough! I went to wash my hands and eat..."

Uncle Zhuang put down the newspaper in his hand, stood up and coughed, and went over the sofa to wash his hands. There was a suspicious arc at the corner of his mouth. Anyway, this one was much better than the one who only looked at antiques and observed the structure of the house last time, but... Uncle Zhuang I feel that the person my son is looking for this time seems to be a bit of a dud, both in every way.