As soon as the sky was dawn, Xue Ling got up early.
She washed and changed clothes, then quietly went to the old father and mother's room, and found that the two old men had woken up and were slowly brushing their teeth and chatting, so she went in to help them change their clothes.
"Ling Ling, I'll eat fried dough sticks later." Dad Xue smiled and said, "Let Xiao Li fry a few of them, and your Uncle Zhilan also said you want to eat them."
Xue Ling was amused and crying: "Dad, why are you thinking about it again? The fried dough sticks are not good. They are not nutritious except for the taste, and they are easy to get angry after eating them. The weather is very stuffy, so where can I eat fried ones?"
"I'm going to eat it!" Xue's father pouted and felt aggrieved: "I haven't eaten it for many days. I have millet porridge for several consecutive days in the morning. If I don't have sugar, I will have some lilies. It tastes too light."
Xue Ling coaxed her: "It's hot weather, it's better to eat some light things. Uncle Zhilan also likes it very much, saying that millet porridge is very good."
Dad Xue snorted: "That's because there is no choice! He is a guest, so he's embarrassed to tell you this and that? He must have to say yes, otherwise you'll be inadequate!"
"Okay, okay." Xue Ling smiled helplessly: "Then one person can only eat more. Today is lean meat porridge, not millet porridge. After the meal, each person has a bowl of rock sugar bird's nest, so you must put sugar on it."
Dad Xue smiled bitterly and said, "Just one? Xiao Li made fried dough sticks very small, as tall as chopsticks, not much bigger than chopsticks. He swallowed them when he was eaten, and he couldn't taste them at all."
Xue Ling smiled: "Then you taste it slowly and taste it well."
"Two." Dad Xue whispered: "There is a hot one. It tastes so good at the beginning, it is fragrant and crispy. Anyway, it won't be fried too much, and the oil in the house is fresh, so you don't have to worry about being unhealthy at all."
Xue Ling said seriously: "Fried food is unhealthy. Even if it is hot, it is fried from home, but it is essentially fried."
"...It's too harsh." Dad Xue was extremely depressed and hummed softly: "If I had known that you were so stubborn and didn't know how to adapt, I should have asked you to go to Chengjia Village and leave Ayuan behind."
Xue Ling laughed silently: "Yes! Your son-in-law will spoil you, do whatever you want, and give you whatever you want. But there is no way. He is still on vacation in his hometown of Rongcheng, and it is you now.
My daughter is here to arrange and take care of you, so you can only cooperate well. There is no way, who made me the daughter you gave birth to!”
"I wouldn't have given birth if I had known it!" Dad Xue muttered dissatisfied.
Xue Ling narrowed his eyes and hummed softly: "I heard it! My ears are not as deaf as yours!"
Dad Xue was startled and felt aggrieved that Baba picked up his cell phone.
"What day is it today? Why haven't Ayuan come back yet? Can he not book a plane ticket?"
Xue Ling smiled: "No need to look for it, he will not be able to come back in a few days."
Dad Xue became more and more depressed and glared at his daughter and refused to speak.
"No me." Xue Ling laughed: "You don't have a son-in-law either. First of all, you have to have a daughter who makes you unhappy, so that your son-in-law will make you very filial."
Dad Xue was amused by her and laughed and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense! Even without you, Ayuan can be my godson! When I was a technician in Rongcheng, you were not born yet! Ayuan was then
Already three or four years old.”
"Stop coming!" Xue Ling was unhappy when she heard this: "Who else can I marry if he doesn't marry him? OK OK, I'll give you two fried dough sticks this morning - no more!"
Dad Xue finally succeeded, wiped the screen of the phone, put it back to the original position and took a photo.
"Remember to be quicker and don't do it too slowly."
Xue Ling helped him put on silk Tang suit and smiled and said, "Okay, okay, go right now."
Xue’s mother, who was combed with her white silver hair, couldn’t help but curl her lips as she listened to the conversation between the father and daughter: “He is so old, I don’t care about him, why do you care about him?”
Xue Ling was amused and crying: "You even have to care about how many milliliters of water my dad drinks at a time - do you have the nerve to say to me?"
"That's because I'm in a bad mood." Xue's mother smiled and said, "I deliberately made things difficult for him, vent my anger, and let myself be happy. When I'm in a good mood, for example, now-I don't care at all. Where is that bad old man!”
Xue Ling squatted down to put on shoes for his old father, and couldn't help but tease: "Oh! Comrade Haitang, it seems that you have never been happy for a few days in your life - you are taking care of my dad every day!"
"No!" Xue's mother stopped: "I don't care about him anymore, I'm happy and relaxed! No, no - he can't wear this sandal today, he has to change his cloth shoes. We'll go to the back garden to sit later. , It's cool in the morning, so you can't wear socks, but you must wear cloth shoes."
Dad Xue cooperated obediently: "Then wear cloth shoes."
Xue Ling was amused and angry, and said, "I said I didn't care about it in the last second, but I just took care of it in the next second! Xiaopeng and Xiaoyu's words are more reliable than you!"
"It doesn't matter if we are old, it's okay if we can't make it." Dad Xue smiled mischievously.
Mother Xue shrugged: "Whatever we love! I don't like to care for you!"
Xue Ling: "..."
Well, she would call her husband to send a message after a while when she went out--and book the air ticket in advance!
His father-in-law and mother-in-law - he takes care of himself!
Dad Xue stomped his cloth shoes on his feet and muttered coquettishly: "At this age, how many years can you eat fried dough sticks? At this age, can't you be willful? Then when will you be willful?"
"When you are as old as Xiaozhu and the others," Xue Ling pointed: "You can be willful!"
Mother Xue hummed softly: "No! When they are willful, you will spank. We are willful, can you beat them? Ah?"
"...Okay." Xue Ling hugged her fists: "You won, you are so willful."
Xue’s father and mother laughed happily, hooked each other’s arms, and sang “Liuyang River, how many bends have you been bent? How many miles of waterways have you reached Xiangjiang? What county is there by the river..."
Xue Lingqi asked them to go out to sing, and accepted his fate and went back to pack their pajamas.
Cheng Huanran walked over in his pajamas in his sleepy eyes and leaned against the door railing.
"Mom, has the third brother contacted you these two days? I looked for him several times last night, but he didn't reply. This kid is used to being free and easy! He doesn't even like to take his phone!"
Xue Ling was busy and replied: "No, he seemed to say he wanted to go into seclusion two days ago to draw a finale. Leave a message to me and contact Aqing if there is anything at home. Do you have Aqing's private number? Where is WeChat ?Let's find Ah Qing."
"Yes." Cheng Huanran yawned and said, "Okay, I'll look for A Qing after breakfast."
Xue Ling couldn't help but remind: "Remember that there is a time difference. What are you doing with the third brother? Is there anything wrong?"
Cheng Huanran replied: "Yes! Recently, someone posted some articles on the Internet that pretended to be his pseudonym to attract attention. The fans have increased by hundreds of thousands, which has caused a lot of controversy. I have to tell him and let him deal with it quickly."