Senior, cut off your sleeve?

In case the two old people can't bear it and are stimulated, that's good.

"You said that you are old and young, and it's time to talk about someone. Is there any suitable one in the circle? If there is no one, just pick one from the fans who like you! You said that you are the only son in our family, I don't want to give birth to a big fat grandson for me to hug..."

Zhang Jing kept on preaching, regardless of whether Dong Xi'an was listening carefully, as if he hated iron but not steel.

When Dong Xi'an heard this, he quickly retorted: "Oh, my god, you can eat well, why do you think about all these things?"

Dong Xi'an quickly picked up a large piece of well-fried steak and stuffed it into Zhang Jing's bowl, hoping to stop her chattering and give himself and his helpless father a peace.

"You said your son, I am now in my youth, and I still have a bright future waiting for me to work hard! Why do you want to make trouble?"

"Why is it troublesome? Find a wife who can cook for you at home, wash your clothes, and have someone to accompany you, isn't it good? How can it be troublesome?"

"Mom, what you're talking about is not a lover, but a nanny. Dad, don't you think so?"

With a bright smile on his face, Dong Xi'an winked at Dong An who was eating deliciously next to him. Dong An received his son's call for help, immediately put down his chopsticks, and pulled a big smile towards Zhang Jing beside him. Cooperatingly said: "Yes, a good man has ambitions everywhere, he is still young, don't worry, eat and eat, hehe!"

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, don't be in a hurry, I'm in a hurry!"

Zhang Jing saw that the father and father had united to deal with her, pretended to be angry, and protested dissatisfiedly, "What are you supposed to say as a father? We can't always be by his side to take care of him, one more Isn't it good for people to take care of him?"

Feeling sorry for the parents all over the world, Zhang Jing looked at her son who was struggling outside alone, and had no one to take care of his basic necessities.

Seeing this scene, Dong An apologized, quickly patted Zhang Jing on the shoulder, and comforted softly: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, don't cry, my son is still here"

Dong Xi'an also coaxed Zhang Jing, "Mother, I know what you said, don't worry, look, isn't my son doing well by himself?"

It was rare for Dong Xi'an to see his mother cry. Hearing that Zhang Jing was worried about him and felt sorry for him, his heart was filled with warmth, and the fatigue of the day seemed to be gone.

In fact, Dong Xi'an wanted to tell his mother that he was not alone.

However, now is not the time, this matter still has to be done step by step.

"Besides, your son is so handsome, it's not a trivial matter to find a partner!" Dong Xi'an looked at Zhang Jing, who was a little more relaxed, and wanted to make her happy. He smoothed his hair and said proudly .

Sure enough, knowing mother Mo Ruozi, Zhang Jing couldn't help laughing when she saw Dong Xi'an's skinless and shameless appearance, but Zhang Jing pretended to be still angry and gave him and his son a look.

"It's mainly inherited from my mother. You are beautiful, otherwise how could you give birth to such a handsome son like me!" Dong Xi'an continued his efforts and said flatteringly.

As soon as Dong Xi'an said this, Zhang Jing couldn't hold back any longer, and said with an annoyed smile, "You are the only one with a sweet mouth."

Seeing Zhang Jing bursting into tears, Dong An also echoed and flattered him, "Yes, yes, they all inherited your excellent genes."

Dong Xi'an's words were all about this, and Zhang Jing couldn't persuade him any more. His son would grow up eventually, and he also had his own ideas and decisions. Zhang Jing thought about it silently.

The family of three had a very happy meal. The unexpected situation just now made the three who hadn't been together for a long time even closer and closer to each other.

Talking and laughing, this meal lasted for three or four hours. When I came out of the restaurant, it was already past eight o'clock.

When the car drove to the entrance of the community, Dong Xi'an, who was sitting in the front row, saw a familiar figure in front of him from a distance. A hazy silhouette was outlined in the afterglow of the headlights, and at this moment his whole body was filled with elegant and mysterious brilliance...

"Hey, Xiaoan, isn't that your senior at the university?" Zhang Jing asked, pointing at the person not far away.

"Hey, it really is! What a coincidence! I can meet you here too, hehe..."

Dong Xi'an replied in a very surprised tone, he is indeed an excellent actor, who can give full play to his acting skills at any time.

"Look at you, what memory? When we met at the supermarket last night, they just said they lived here too. You are neighbors. What's the coincidence?"

Zhang Jing mocked Dong Xi'an with a look of disgust, wondering if his son's nutrition has not kept up, and his memory has begun to decline. It seems that he needs to nourish his body so as not to affect the next generation...

"Oh, I remembered, my mother has a good memory! Then I have to say hello to someone!"

Hearing Zhang Jing's complaints, the corners of Dong Xi'an's mouth could not help but rise, signaling He Xiao to slowly stop the car beside the man, roll down the window, and then develop according to the established plot...

"Senior, what a coincidence, I can meet you here, just came back?" Dong Xi'an poked out half of his head, and looked at Liu Holding Yu with a shy smile.

"Well, the junior also just came back?" Liu Juyu replied with a slight smile, and with his usual generous attitude, smiled and nodded to Dong An and Zhang Jing in the back seat.

Seeing Dong Xi'an holding back a secret smile at this move, he remembered that Zhang Jing had been whispering in Dong Xi'an's ear after the first encounter in the supermarket last night after returning home. Also looks good.

Zhang Jing even said that Liu Zhiyu is a rare golden son-in-law, if he has a daughter, he must marry his daughter to Liu Zhiyu.

The hurt Dong Xi'an managed to hold back from telling Zhang Jing that Liu Zhiyu is already your rich man.

After some simple greetings, Liu Juyu finally said: "Student, we haven't seen each other for a long time, and we live so close, why don't you come and sit with me?"

"Okay, okay, I wish I could!"

Dong Xi'an had already got out of the car neatly, stood beside Liu Yuyu in an orderly manner, bent over, and said to the two people in the car: "Dad, Mom, you go back first! I'll go to the senior Then sit down and rest early!"

After speaking, he winked at He Xiao, and before Dong An and Zhang Jing could react, the car had already started.Dong Xi'an let out a long sigh of relief as he watched the car drifting away.