According to this 7-story layout, Gold, Three and Silver should be the best floors. The environment and location are quite good, and it belongs to an old community with some years.
"This is the house my parents bought when they got married. I've gotten used to it for many years and have never thought about moving out."
Xie Yan carried the gift in his hand and explained to Ding Wei while going upstairs.
In fact, he could tell that his girlfriend was a bit lazy and would never take the stairs if there was an elevator.
But that's okay... Xie Yan thought with a slight blush.
In fact, he doesn't like taking stairs either.
Thinking of discovering another thing he and Weiwei had in common, the smile on Xie Yan's face did not diminish even when he knocked on the door.
Just a few gentle clicks on the door, and someone immediately opened it, a little too fast.
Xie Yan looked at Ding Wei's puzzled look, and then smiled and said, "Dad, are you waiting by the door?"
Xie Guo coughed. He originally wanted to say it was just a coincidence, but seeing Ding Wei's smiling face, he held back his words. Then after Ding Wei said "Hello, uncle", he said vaguely: "Girl,
It’s coming.”
Xie Yan laughed, and then he remembered to introduce: "Dad, this is my girlfriend Ding Wei, you can just call her Weiwei."
At this time, Zhao Yunjing, who was in the kitchen, also quickly washed her hands, wiped them clean and came out.
"Here he comes, come in and sit down."
To put it bluntly, the couple are not all-rounders, otherwise they wouldn't have spent the whole morning asking Sister Li downstairs.
When I saw my son's girlfriend at this moment, I was obviously a little excited and a little happy, but in the end, these were the only words that came out of my mouth.
Fortunately, the expression on her face was very happy, and Ding Wei responded enthusiastically to them.
"Hello, Auntie, I heard from Xie Yan that you asked for leave and stayed at home on purpose. It's really disturbing."
"No, no..." Zhao Yunjing waved his hands repeatedly and looked at Ding Wei without blinking.
She really didn't expect that her son's girlfriend in college would be so good-looking, and she couldn't help but feel happy, so she quickly greeted her husband:
"Quick, here are your melon seeds and snacks. Weiwei, do you want some fruit? Let your uncle peel an apple for you."
Ding Wei quickly waved her hand: "Thank you, auntie, I don't-"
At the other end, Xie Guo had already started cutting it quickly.
Ding Wei:……
Xie Yan chuckled.
"It's okay, I'll eat it later."
He looked at Zhao Yunjing: "Mom, are you done with the kitchen work?"
Only then did Zhao Yunjing remember: "Oh, I still have a pot of water spinach that I haven't cleaned yet. Weiwei, please sit down first!"
"Auntie, let me do it."
Ding Wei quickly got up and became interested.
While doing this action, she also thought of Chen Siyu's numerous instructions, which combined with her own fake actions, was really a bit funny.
So the smile became deeper and deeper.
The little girl smiled so sweetly, which made Zhao Yunjing feel happy. She quickly refused: "No, no, I'm just a little short of that. I'll come out when I'm done. You sit down for a while and rest."
Take a rest. It’s quite tiring to wake up so early in the morning.”
Ding Wei was not polite either.
In fact, between her last life and this life, she had not cooked for several years.
This will leave her to clean up, and she may not be able to get anything done, so she might as well sit down for now.
Xie Guo's skill at peeling apples is quite good. At this moment, he thoughtfully cut the apples into small pieces and put them in a glass bowl, and then handed over the small toothpick.
"Weiwei, come and eat."
Ding Wei was indeed surprised.
In the environment where she grew up, few men could be so considerate among the elders she came into contact with before going to college.
Including her father, Ding Haiyang, who is really the kind of person who doesn't even hold the oil bottle when it's poured, let alone peel apples for his daughter and wife.
Now that the elders were so attentive, Ding Wei couldn't help but relax a lot.
"By the way, Dad, Weiwei bought you a gift!"
Xie Yan saw the right opportunity and quickly improved his girlfriend's impression points.
"This child..."
Xie Guo hurriedly said: "Come here, what gifts do you want to bring? You are so polite..."
This guy took the bag of books.
These books were carefully selected by Ding Wei after researching the information, and they are relatively unpopular nowadays.
Xie Guo just opened it and took a quick look, and immediately became excited.
"Oh, why are the cooking methods taught here so detailed? The names are also nice."
For example, in "Shan Jia Qing Gong", it is written about the pickled fresh vegetables and bijian soup. In just a few strokes, the specific methods of making them are described, and there is an air of immortality about them.
It's completely different from the books today that tell you how to cook.
Xie Guo was overjoyed and couldn't wait to start reading from the beginning. Then he remembered that his future daughter-in-law was coming home today, so he endured it again and again, suppressing the laughter at the corner of his mouth.
"Thank you. Pour Weiwei a cup of tea. I'll put these books away first. Oh, this book is really well chosen..."
He shook his head and entered the study.
…
No one who gives gifts does not like their gifts to be appreciated by others, and the same is true for Ding Wei.
Moreover, she had already roughly seen the character of Xie Yan's parents. They were not the kind to talk well, but they had a sincerity in their dealings with others.
This is very, very good.
Xie's father took the book to the study room for ten or twenty minutes. Zhao Yunjing had already wiped her hands and came out again.
At this moment, she was gesturing with the scarf on her body, and said happily: "Why is this plaid and striped scarf so fashionable? It seems to match every piece of clothing I have..."
This is also carefully selected by Ding Wei. Although it is not a luxury brand, the material and pattern have been confirmed in the mall. This pattern will not be outdated even in 20 years, and it can be said to be versatile.
In this way, both parents were satisfied with the gift. She and Xie Yan looked at each other and became happy.
…
They arrived early, so it was only 9:30. Zhao Yunjing pushed the candy towards Ding Wei and sat there speechless.
The child brought his girlfriend back for the first time, and she had little experience as a mother. What should she say?
Looking at my husband again, he is watching TV happily at the moment, with no hope of using it at all.
She thought for a while and then pulled a question out of her mind:
"Weiwei, are you from the same school as Xie Yan?"
Ding Wei nodded: "Yes, I am a freshman, majoring in Chinese."
"oh."
Zhao Yunjing thought for a while and then asked the next question.
"How are your grades?"
Ding Wei:……
How should I answer this? College does not calculate grades like high school!
She finally smiled and said, "It should be pretty good."
Zhao Yunjing nodded, feeling that this was much harder than facing her own son. Then she thought about it again, and then asked the next question:
"Do you have any difficulty in studying?"
Ding Wei:……
If she were to go back another grade, these questions would be considered death issues.
But she finally understood.
Xie Yan's mother, or rather his parents, are not very good at this aspect of small talk.
But this made her feel relieved.
Ding Wei laughed: "It's a little difficult, but the teachers at the school are very responsible and can help solve problems immediately."
She saw the couple's difficulties and decided to lighten their burden, so she took the initiative to ask:
"Auntie, what do you usually like to do at home?"
It was obvious that Zhao Yunjing's expression relaxed significantly after this question was asked.
"Me, my hobbies are relatively simple, just reading books and watching TV."
Ding Wei laughed: "That's great. Me too. Auntie, what are you watching on TV?"
Although she didn't watch TV at all when she was in school, it didn't stop her from watching it in her previous life. As long as it was a popular drama, she should have some impression of it.
Just listen to Zhao Yunjing say:
"Have you seen the popular show "Bright Sword"?"
Ding Wei blurted out:
"Of course I have."
She even wanted to throw out two famous emoticons:
——Second Battalion Commander, where is my Italian cannon?
——You are such a fucking talent!
But the person sitting opposite him was an elder after all, so Ding Wei controlled herself.
"This is very beautiful, I like it very much."
…
Speaking of which, Dad Xie also came over:
""Bright Sword" is great. I watch it every day. There will be another episode after this commercial is over. Let's watch it together!"
Ding Wei also breathed a sigh of relief. Watching TV together was much better than awkward questions and answers to each other.
However, when the commercial ended and the subtitles for episode 7 appeared on the screen, Ding Wei couldn't help but want to run away.
Dad Xie slapped his thigh: "This channel airs it earlier than the one we watched tonight. It must have been episode 6 last night!"
He and Zhao Yunjing looked at each other and were very happy. Of course, they did not forget to greet the guest Ding Wei:
"Weiwei, which episode did you watch?"
Ding Wei smiled a little hard: "I also saw this episode."
Otherwise, what should I do if I can’t help but reveal the spoilers after watching it? I’m afraid I’ll cry so much that I can’t speak out.
Seeing them all say this, Xie Yan couldn't help but feel a little curious:
"Is it so beautiful?"
Of course he believed that there were good TV series, but if they could make all three of them enjoy it, then it must be really good.
Xie Yan also grabbed a handful of melon seeds and gave half of them to Ding Wei. He sat there and read them with relish.
Ding Wei:……
Alas, look!
…
Half an hour later.
With Sun Desheng's last words in the TV series shouting "Cavalry company, charge!"
There were four people in the room, no one spoke, and there were piles of tissues in front of them.
"Woooooooo..."
When the last piece of tissue paper in the pack was finally used, Zhao Yunjing couldn't hold it anymore and cried directly:
"...Hmm...woo...so touching...woo woo..."
At this moment, Dad Xie quickly took out another packet of paper from under the table, blew his nose hard, and then sobbed loudly.
Tears were also streaming down Ding Wei's face, but she had seen it and used some foundation today. She didn't know whether the brand was waterproof or not. At this moment, she could only hold it back and press the tissue to her face.
Even Xie Yan’s eyes were red:
"This TV series is so well shot..."
…
Although it is somewhat inappropriate, Ding Wei still wants to say——
The relationship that we cried together has indeed progressed rapidly.
Now during lunch, everyone was already harmonious, as if they were really a family.
"Uncle's craftsmanship is really good."
What Ding Wei eats is really delicious.
Home-cooked food, home-cooked food!
She hasn't eaten in the past six months.
Although the food at Jianyunlou is delicious, the feeling is different from the food at home. Now she is eating deliciously, and Chef Xie's father is very proud.
"A little hobby, not worth mentioning."
His obviously proud but slightly reserved look is quite interesting, and Xie’s father is still thinking about a few of his books:
"When I get back, I will thoroughly study the books Weiwei gave me and try to bring you some new dishes during the New Year... Weiwei, please stay and play during the New Year."
Ding Wei was stunned for a moment and quickly refused:
"That won't happen. I have to go home for the Chinese New Year."
Speaking of home, Zhao Yunjing remembered the topic that she forgot to ask today:
"Where are you from?"
"I'm from Jiangzhou, auntie, from Yunhe City, Jiangzhou. It's a small city, you may not have heard of it."
This city is indeed not famous. Zhao Yunjing thought for a while: "Jiangzhou is a bit far away from the imperial capital, so are you used to the taste of this food?"
Ding Wei laughed: "I'm used to eating. My uncle's cooking is so delicious. I'm not picky about food."
She has been working as a takeaway person all year round, and she eats basically anything. The hot debate over sweet and salty food on the Internet is not a problem in front of her at all.
"Are you the only child in your family?"
Ding Wei clenched her chopsticks.
"Well, it's just me."
She is the only one now, but she doesn't know if she will have a younger brother in this life.
No one noticed her strangeness except Xie Yan, and Xie's father even said cheerfully:
"You're a girl. It's not safe to drive back so far. Why don't you let Xie Yan take you back? You can just meet your parents."
The meaning of these words is very obvious. It is obvious that Ding Wei is excellent, but Ding Wei can only refuse——
She is deciding to wait for a few years to grow up. Otherwise, how can she fight against her parents without any leverage?
"There are so many people during the New Year, so taking a car is too much of a disadvantage. Besides, Xie Yan is at a critical period in his career right now. There is no rush to wait until he stabilizes."
This is true.
Zhao Yunjing sighed again, and now put a piece of meat in his son's bowl:
"The weight loss effect of your internship is quite good. Although it is a bit hard, I think it is worth it. Son, keep working hard. You will have a family and a career in the future. The burden will not be light."
Xie Yan laughed: "Don't worry, Mom."
Mother Xie turned to Ding Wei and said, "Because there are so many people during the New Year, it's hard for you, a girl, to take the car back. There is no airport there, otherwise I'd better let Xie Yan take you back, and then he comes back."
I just thought about it, it’s not appropriate to visit your home during the Chinese New Year, it’s too rude.”
"no, I'm fine."
Under such kindness, Ding Wei could only refuse:
"I bought the high-speed train ticket in advance, so I won't be crowded when I get on the train. But if Xie Yan buys the ticket now, he will definitely not be able to buy it, so there is no need."
You have to buy tickets in advance for the Spring Festival travel. Zhao Yunjing thought about it and realized that it was really hard to buy tickets now. At least it was impossible to buy high-speed trains, so she gave up.
