Zhao's father and mother, who had already returned to the village to kill the pigs and planned to treat the whole village to a meal, also followed Zhao Qinglan to the city first.
At home, there are grandparents and a few cousins to help, so they can go back another day.
The car slowly stopped at the door of the villa.
"Finally we're home."
"Get off the car, we're here."
Zhao Qingyuan opened the door and got out of the car, reaching out to help his wife.
"Be careful, don't get hit." This girl is not as thick-skinned as their men, especially pregnant women. I heard that if she bumps into her, she will miscarry accidentally. Still, it's better to be careful.
After getting off the car, Fang looked back at the place that only appeared in those TV series.
"This is your home..."
She thought that the villas on the Second Ring Road in Beijing were big enough with their own small gardens. Unexpectedly, this place was called big. The four-story villa covered a very wide area and was in a row. There were stairs on both sides.
If you go to the second floor, you can also enter through the main entrance. From here, you can also see the small garden upstairs where you can have afternoon tea.
There are flowers, trees, small bridges and flowing water, and there is a tarmac not far away.
Fang Hui felt that he was a country bumpkin who came to the city and had never seen the world. It turned out that rich people lived in this kind of place.
"Mom and Dad, I'm back."
Before he walked into the house, Zhao Qingyuan shouted inside. Hearing their voices, a fat woman with her hair pulled back and wearing a linen dress walked to the door with a smile.
"came back."
She was a middle-aged woman who looked very young, with a round face that looked very happy. Seeing her coming, Zhao Qingyuan reached out his hand, walked up to her with open arms, and gave her a hug directly.
"Mom."
"Long time no see, did you miss me?"
How could she not think about her own son? If she didn't talk on the phone for a few days, she would be thinking about it. Sometimes, when she had a bad dream at night, she would have to call her two children one by one to feel relieved.
I thought in my heart, but I still said I disliked it.
"I didn't think about it. I already dislike you very much. If I did, I would also miss my grandson."
"I'm so heartbroken. Poor me, I've fallen out of favor just like that."
Zhao Ma rolled her eyes at him, turned away from him and looked at the girl standing next to him. She had shoulder-length short hair, slightly curly, and a round face. She looked quite happy. She was wearing a dress and looked generous and decent.
She turns out to be a gentle girl.
"Just go back and come in quickly."
Zhao Qingyuan walked up to her and said, "This is my mother, just follow me and call her mother."
Fang Hui blushed and called out to Zhao's mother shyly.
"mom…"
Just call her. She has a baby, and she has to be called sooner or later. She still calls Fang Hui generously. She called her mom when they first met.
The future mother-in-law looked very kind, so she felt relieved. Since ancient times, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has been a difficult problem, and Fang Hui also hoped that his mother-in-law would be easy to get along with.
Zhao Ma was stunned for a moment and responded readily.
"Hey, okay, the kid is tired! Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere, dizzy or vomiting or something?"
Zhao's mother came here and knew that a pregnant person would definitely feel uncomfortable sitting on a plane for such a long time.
Fang nodded.
"Mom, I'm fine, just a little dizzy."
Mother Zhao nodded, "I knew it would be like this. Mom squeezed grape juice for you and added some lemon slices. You will feel better if you drink it."
Watching the two people walking past him.
Zhao Qingyuan remained silent.
He might have been ignored by his mother.
Seeing his sister, Zhao Qingyuan stepped forward, hugged her and wailed.
"Sister, mom doesn't love me anymore, look at my family status."
Zhao Qinglan: "Do you have family status?"
Zhao Qingyuan: "..."
He doesn't have to.
His current family status may not be as high as that of Xiao Yu X﹏X...
"Master, let me."
The bodyguard said, carrying the luggage up to the second floor and placing it in Zhao Qingyuan's room.
In the living room, food was placed on the dining table.
Before Zhao Qingyuan got on the plane, he called back and asked his family to cook for him. It turned out that he was really hungry when he arrived.
After serving the rice himself, Zhao Qingyuan took the chopsticks and sat down to eat, braised fish head, braised pork ribs, sliced beef, braised pork, hot and sour potato shreds, spicy lobster braised in chicken fat...and a pot of local chicken soup...that's all
It’s a foodie’s paradise.
I ate a piece of bacon ribs.
too delicious.
“The cured pork ribs at our house are still delicious…”
"Lan Lan, this chicken soup tastes very good. I'll give you a bowl."
Zhao Qinglan waved her hand, "You guys eat, I'm not hungry after lunch."
"Okay." Zhao Qingyuan responded and personally filled a bowl of chicken soup for his wife. He also took another bowl and filled her with half a bowl of rice.
"Hui Hui, come over for dinner."
Fang Hui, who was a little dizzy on the sofa, felt much better after drinking half a glass of grape juice.
"Child, let's go eat first. After flying for so long, you must be hungry."
"Okay, Mom."
Zhao's mother is satisfied, she is an obedient child.
My son actually has good taste.
While the two of them were eating, Zhao's mother and her daughter got together, talking quietly and looking over at the dining table.
"Lan Lan, what do you think of your sister-in-law? I think she is pretty good, and the relationship between the two seems to be very good."
Zhao Qinglan nodded: "Yes, not bad."
There was a box of pecans placed on the coffee table in front of Zhao's mother. She reached out and took one from the inside, pinched it lightly, and with a click, she began to peel the shell and threw the nuts into her mouth.
“The pecans taste okay.”
When Zhao's mother heard that her daughter was satisfied, she couldn't help but glance over at the dining table. "This kid seems to be a pretty good person, and he and your brother seem to get along well as a couple."
Zhao Qinglan nodded. "As long as my brother likes you, it's up to them to make a living."
Zhao's mother nodded: "That's true, whether it's your brother or you, as long as it's a boy you like in the future, mother will agree."
Zhao Qinglan hummed, said nothing, and began to peel pecans for her mother, picking out the pulp and handing it to her.
Zhao Qinglan is still very filial to her parents in this life.
After dinner, Zhao Qingyuan took Fang back upstairs to rest, and he also wanted to catch up on his sleep. Last night, he dreamed of fighting zombies all night, so he didn't sleep well, and he got up early again today...
In the evening, Zhao Qinglan's family sat together and began to discuss the marriage of Zhao Qingyuan and Fang Hui. From the engagement, looking at the date, to discussing who to invite to the banquet...
"Son, we are asking for your opinion on how to prepare for your wedding, whether it should be a Western style or a traditional one. Anyway, it is you two getting married, and we must be satisfied with it."
Zhao Qingyuan looked at Fang Hui: "I heard Hui Hui, it's just this once in a lifetime. She must like it and leave no regrets."
Fang Hui blushed.
She personally prefers Chinese-style weddings.
"I think the traditional wedding in our country is pretty good."
Seeing that Zhao Qinglan did not express an opinion.
Zhao Qingyuan looked at her, "Bao, what do you think?"