The mother and daughter of the Jiang family widened their eyes in surprise. They felt that the scene that just happened was too unreal and difficult to understand. It was clearly a stunt shot that only appeared in movies and TV dramas, but now they were witnessing it with their own eyes. It felt too...
It was bizarre. The performance was far from over. Ximen Lang used his knife like lightning. He cut many vegetables into the required shapes in a short period of time and put them on the plate. With a flick of his wrist, the kitchen knife pierced the heavy cutting board.
He smiled and said, "It's done."
Jiang Xiaoyu came back to his senses and exclaimed: "Xiao Lang, with your knife skills, it would be a waste not to become a cook!"
Deng Xiujuan said with a smile: "I think so."
Ximenlang chuckled and said, "Being a chef is pretty good, but I'm afraid that my figure will get out of shape and my head will become thicker, and Xiaoyu won't want me when the time comes."
Jiang Xiaoyu said angrily: "How could it be? No matter how old or ugly you become in the future, I will never leave you."
Ximen Lang said with a smile: "No, it seems I should say this to you."
Jiang Xiaoyu asked in confusion: "Why?"
Ximen Lang said with a wicked smile: "Because you are older than me, you will definitely become old and ugly first."
Jiang Xiaoyu said calmly: "Bah, that's impossible. This young lady will definitely stay young forever and age much slower than you. When you are eighty or ninety years old and are so old that you have to use a cane, I will still be like today.
You are young and beautiful. If the two of us go out at the same time, people who don't know the details will think that we are grandparents."
Ximenlang curled his lips and whispered: "You are really good at fantasizing!"
Deng Xiujuan suddenly remembered something and asked: "Xiaolang, you just said you are younger than Xiaoyu. How many years younger are you? How old are you this year?"
Ximen Lang was a little embarrassed and said sarcastically: "I am seventeen years old, four years younger than Xiao Yu."
"Ah..." Deng Xiujuan said in surprise. She never expected that the prospective son-in-law in front of her would be so young, only seventeen years old. She said with a trembling voice: "You... you are only seventeen, obviously.
He is just a child, how come he fell in love with Xiaoyu and got her pregnant?"
For a moment, because of Ximen Lang's age, Deng Xiujuan suddenly felt that this matter was very unreliable, and she glared at her daughter with an annoyed look.
Jiang Xiaoyu felt ashamed, panicked, and hurriedly lowered her head.
Ximen Lang said hurriedly: "Auntie, age doesn't mean anything. Although I am a few years younger than Xiao Yu, please rest assured that I will be good to her..."
Deng Xiujuan sighed and said: "But... you are too young after all, and you are still an undecided child. Right now, you are passionately devoted to Xiaoyu. But in the future, will you treat her as well as you do now? You know, marriage is not a child's play.
It is not easy for individuals to go through life together through ups and downs."
Ximenlang said solemnly: "Auntie, don't worry, I guarantee with my personality that I will never let Xiaoyu down."
Seeing his constant promises, Deng Xiujuan's attitude softened a lot, but she was still a little worried and said: "Okay, even if I believe you and know that you are sincere to Xiaoyu, but...where are your parents? They
What would you think, would you allow your daughter-in-law, who is four years older than you, to come in?"
Ximen Lang said hurriedly: "Auntie, you don't have to worry about this. My parents are very open-minded. They not only allow me to develop freely in my career, but also never interfere with my emotional life. Besides, Xiaoyu is so good, they will definitely
Very happy to accept her."
Now that the words had come to this, Deng Xiujuan had no choice but to believe what her prospective son-in-law said. In fact, apart from her concerns about Ximen Lang's age, she felt that this prospective son-in-law was really outstanding, handsome, rich, and capable.
She is coaxing, has great hands and eyes, and has many advantages. Besides, Xiao Yu is already pregnant and can make cooked rice from raw rice. What is there to object to? She could only say: "Okay, Xiao Lang, I hope you will always remember what you said today.
words."
Ximen Lang nodded seriously, "I will."
A small turmoil disappeared. After what happened just now, Deng Xiujuan felt that although her prospective son-in-law was not very old, he was experienced in handling affairs, was indifferent to chaos, and had the demeanor of a general. No wonder he became the boss of a group company at such a young age.
, indeed extraordinary.
Deng Xiujuan began to cook the dishes, and Jiang Xiaoyu and Ximen Lang helped her. The three of them talked and laughed, enjoying themselves and being full of family happiness.
An hour later, the fragrant delicacies were served one after another. The two juniors also served as waiters, bringing Western Zhejiang dishes to the restaurant and setting a table full of them. Although they were all home-cooked dishes, Deng Xiujuan’s cooking skills
It's very clever, and it's so delicious and delicious that people can't help but drool after looking at it.
Ever since Jiang Sihan returned to the bedroom angrily, he had not been seen this afternoon. Dinner was about to begin. How could he be the head of the family without him? So, the mother and daughter went to invite him out for dinner, but they
They all ended in failure. No matter how they tried to persuade them, the old man just couldn't survive.
Deng Xiujuan had no choice but to say: "Forget it, don't wait for him, let's eat first."
Ximenlang said, "I'd better go over and ask him to come out."
Jiang Xiaoyu said hurriedly: "Xiao Lang, I think you should not go there. My dad is just angry with you. How could he listen to your words and come out to eat."
Ximenlang said: "Let me go over and try it, otherwise I will feel uneasy."
Jiang Xiaoyu said: "Okay, you go ahead, but don't talk back to my father, or you will make him angry."
"Don't worry, I know."
After Ximen Lang said this, he walked toward Jiang Sihan's bedroom under the worried eyes of the Jiang family's mother and daughter. When he got to the door, he pushed the door open without knocking.
In the bedroom, Jiang Sihan was sitting on the edge of the bed with a livid face and was sulking. When he heard the noise coming from the door, he suddenly looked up. When he found that the rogue boy opposite him was the one he least wanted to see, he was even more furious.
He was furious and yelled: "What are you doing in my room? Get out of here! Get out of here quickly..."
Ximenlang really couldn't bear it anymore and cursed in his heart, "Who do you think you are, old guy? You always speak rudely. If it weren't for the sake of Xiaoyu's unborn child, I would never do this even if you were Xiaoyu's father."
Forgive! Barely suppressing the burning anger in his chest, he asked in a shocking tone: "Are you afraid of me?"
Jiang Sihan said angrily: "You fart, I have never been afraid of anyone. Even the King of Heaven, I am not afraid. I will be afraid of a stinking young boy like you."
Ximenlang sneered and said: "Stop pretending, you must be afraid of me. Otherwise, why are you so scared that you don't even dare to go out to eat when you see me here? Aren't you afraid of me?"