She washed and changed clothes, and then quietly went to the old father's mother's room. It was found that both old people had woke up and brushed their teeth and chatted, so they went in to help them change clothes.
"Ling Ling, I want to eat fried fritters in a while." Dad Xue said with a smile: "Let Xiao Li fried a few comes up, your uncle Lan also said to eat."
Xue Ling cried and laughed: "Dad, why did you remember it again? The fritters are not good, except for a little taste, there is no nutrition at all, and it is easy to get angry when eating.
"I want to eat!" Dad Xue's mouth was grieving: "I haven't eaten it for a few days. In the morning, there are millet porridge for a few days in a row.
Xue Ling coaxed: "A hot day, eat something light. Uncle Lan also likes it, saying that millet porridge is very good."
Dad Xue hummed: "That's because he didn't have to choose! He was a guest, so embarrassed to tell you that he wanted this and that? He must say yes, otherwise you are not entertaining!"
"Good good." Xue Ling laughed helplessly: "Then one person is one person, you can't eat more. Today is lean porridge, not millet porridge. After meals, one person with a bowl of rock sugar bird's nest.
Dad Xue smiled bitterly haha: "Just one? Xiao Li made the fritters very small, as taller as chopsticks, not much bigger than chopsticks.
Xue Ling smiled: "Then you just taste it, good taste."
"Two." Dad Xue whispered: "It's so hot, and when you come up, it tastes good, fragrant and crispy anyway, it won't be too hot anyway, your own oil is fresh, don't worry about unhealthy at all."
Xue Ling seriously said: "The fried food is unhealthy. Even if it is hot, it is fried by its own, but it is essentially fried."
"... It's too harsh." Dad Xue was very depressed, and the tip of his nose hummed: "I knew that you were so stubborn and unknown, and you should let you go to Chengjia Village and leave A Yuan."
Xue Ling dumbly laughed: "Yes! Your son -in -law will spoil you, you will do whatever you want, you give whatever you want. But he is still on vacation in his hometown in Rongcheng, now you are you
My daughter is here to arrange to take care of you, so you can only cooperate obediently. No, who makes me the daughter you born! "
"I knew it would never give birth!" Dad Xue murmured.
Xue Ling narrowed his eyes and hummed: "I heard it! My ears are not as deaf as you!"
Dad Xue was startled, and grievances got up.
"What is the number today? Why didn't A Yuan come back yet? Can he not order a plane ticket?"
Xue Ling smiled: "No need to find it, he can come back a few days later."
Dad Xue became more and more depressed, and stared at her daughter without talking.
"Without me." Xue Ling smiled lowly: "You have no son -in -law. First of all, you have to have a daughter who makes you unhappy, so that your son -in -law is very filial."
Dad Xue was amused by her, and laughed and scolded: "You are nonsense! Even without you, A Yuan can become my dry son! When I was a technical master in Rongcheng, you were not born yet! A Yuan was then
Three or four years old. "
"Less!" Xue Ling was unhappy as soon as he heard it: "Who can he marry if he doesn't marry me? OK, this morning, I will give you two fritters -no more!"
Father Xue finally succeeded, wiped the screen of the mobile phone, put it back in place and took a picture.
"Remember to be a little bit, don't be too slow."
Xue Ling helped him put on the silk Tang dress and laughed: "OK, go immediately."
Mother Xue on the side was combed with white flowers and white hair, listening to the conversation between their father and daughter, and couldn't help but sip: "He is all this age, I don't care about him, what do you care about him?"
Xue Ling cried and laughed: "You have to control even my dad drinking a few milliliters of water at a time -you are embarrassed to say me?"
"That's my bad mood." Mother Xue laughed: "I deliberately made him difficult to make him, make up and look at him, and let yourself be happy. When I feel good, such as now -now I don't care about it at all. What about that bad old man! "
Xue Ling squatted down to wear shoes for his old father and couldn't help but tease: "Yo! Comrade Begonia, it seems that you have not been happy for a few days in your life -you care about my dad every day!"
"No!" Mother Xue stopped: "I don't care about him now, it's easy! No, he can't wear this sandals today, and he has to change the pair of cloth shoes. Later, we will go to the back garden to sit on. In the morning, the cold wind is strong, and you can wear socks without your feet, but you must wear cloth shoes. "
Dad Xue obediently cooperated: "Then wear cloth shoes."
Xue Ling was funny and angry, and said: "I don't care about it in the next second, the next second is directly controlled! Xiaopeng Xiaoyu speaks more reliable than you!"
"We are old, and it doesn't matter if we can't rely on it." Father Xue smiled naughty.
Ms. Xue shrugged: "We love it if we love it! I don't love it to you!"
Xue Ling: "..."
Well, she will call her husband to send a message to her husband in a while -the ticket also booked him in advance!
His father -in -law and mother -in -law -he managed himself!
The cloth shoes on Dad Xue stomped the shoes, and yelled: "It's all old, you can still eat you a few years? It's all the age, can't you be willful? Then when can you be willful?"
"When you return to the old child, the child is the same as Xiaozhu." Xue Ling nodded: "You can be willful!"
Mother Xue hummed: "No! When they are willful, you will spank. We will be willful, can you fight? Ah?"
"... Okay." Xue Ling hugged his punch: "You won, you are really wayward."
Xue's father and mother laughed happily, caught each other's arm, and sang "Liuyang River, bend a few bends? Dozens of miles of water to the Xiangjiang River? What county is there ..."
Xue Ling took off and asked them to go out to sing, and she went back to clean up their pajamas.
Cheng Huanran walked over wearing pajamas and leaned on the doorbar.
"Mom, did you contact you in the past two days? I found him several times last night, and he didn't return it. This kid was used to it!
Xue Ling was busy and answered: "No, he seemed to say what the finale would be to be drawn in the past two days, and left a message to tell me what happened at home. You have A Qing's personal number? WeChat? ? Find Aqing. "
"Yes." Cheng Huanran yawned and said, "OK, I find A Qing after breakfast."
Xue Ling couldn't help reminding: "Remember sometimes the difference. What are you looking for the third three? What is wrong?"
Cheng Huanran replied: "Yes! Recently, someone on the Internet posted his pen name and sent some articles. Fans have risen hundreds of thousands, making it full of enthusiasm. I have to tell him to let him handle it."