Huang Xiaojue was so hugged that he couldn't breathe: "Mom, I'm a grown man now."
Huang's mother disagreed: "My son will live to be a hundred years old and worry about ninety-nine. Son, even if you are a hundred years old, you are still a child in my mother's eyes."
"Mom, there are guests here. By the way, let me introduce to you. This is the Yan Xixi I often mentioned to you. Xixi, come in quickly..."
Only then did Huang's eyes fall on Yan Xixian's face, but her hand still held her son's hand tightly. She looked at it from head to toe, and her heart trembled: she had never seen such a simple yet beautiful person.
The girl is wearing a semi-old jacket, jeans, and thin stripes. She has a face as fair as jade and a pair of big eyes like cold stars.
This girl is really too beautiful, but there is a sad look between her eyebrows, and there is no sign of happiness.
She lost her voice and said: "So this is Xixi? What a beautiful girl! No wonder Xiaojue keeps talking in our ears all day long..."
When Yan Xixian came into contact with this sharp gaze, she couldn't help but feel a little bit in her heart, but she still put a smile on her face, called "Auntie" very politely, and handed over the fruit basket in her hand.
Huang's mother glanced at the fruit basket, her tone was very enthusiastic, she let go of her son, and took Yan Xixi's hand affectionately: "You are a guest, don't stand around, come and sit down, I have prepared a lot for you today.
delicious."
Yan Xixi sat on the large sofa, with no place to put her hands and feet. She watched cautiously as Yan's mother washed and cut the fruits one by one and brought them out. She greeted her warmly: "Miss Yan, you're welcome to eat the fruits."
"Thank you, auntie."
"Miss Yan..."
Huang Xiaojue complained: "Mom, you can just call me Xixi. Why do you call me Miss Yan? It looks so unfamiliar and makes Xixi uncomfortable..."
"Hey, you kid, you are really an outgoing boy, so you are so attracted to Xi? You only come back once a year, and you don't give any face to your mother. It's really useless to feel sorry for you. No wonder people say that they forget their mother after having a daughter-in-law...
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Although Huang's mother was joking, Yan Xixi felt even more uncomfortable, and the smile on her face was a bit stiff. Huang Xiaojue hurriedly changed the topic: "Where's Dad? Why aren't you back yet????"
"Your dad is still socializing. He has a lot of things to do at the end of the year. He doesn't come home until late at night these days. Ignore him. Let's eat first."
The food was very sumptuous, and Mrs. Huang’s cooking skills were also very good. It was obvious that she had used all her skills to welcome her son home. During the dinner, she kept picking up vegetables and adding food to her son’s meals, enjoying herself.
He also greeted Yan Xixi diligently, but Yan Xixi felt even more uncomfortable. At first glance, she had the intuition that Huang's mother didn't like her.
The mother and son were chatting and laughing, and most of the questions were asked by Huang's mother, and Huang Xiaojue answered, ranging from work situations to trivial matters in life... It can be seen that Huang's mother is an extremely strong woman.
"Son, have you been promoted to regional manager this time when you were transferred back?"
"That's right. However, there is a three-month assessment period, and only after three months can I enjoy the treatment of a formal regional manager. By then, the company will provide a car, and I won't have to buy a car myself..."
"Ha, my son is still outstanding. He is young and has only graduated from college a few years ago. He has become a regional manager. He is even more powerful than those turtles. From now on, I guarantee a bright future. Son, I am proud of you...
"
Huang Xiaojue was amused: "Mom, you are exaggerating."
