My Ome, she gradually swells

This time, it's him.

The confession has already been preempted by Xiao Qingmei, this kind of thing can no longer be preempted by her.

The atmosphere of the family birthday is in full swing, the parents are talking about housing prices and land policies in Jiangcheng, and the mothers are talking about how Xiaoyu and Qiaoer were when they were young, but they don't care about Wen Yu getting up.

until he uttered a word.

"Parents, uncles..."

The four parents turned to look at him.

With a warm smile, Wen Yu said again: "There is something I want to tell you."

He had a serious expression, and his tone was not in a hurry, his eyes swept across his parents' faces all the way, and he looked at them for a moment, and he also took their slightly puzzled looks into his eyes.

Mama Fu spoke for the other three, "What's the matter, Xiao Yu sat down and said."

Wen Yu didn't move, and looked at Xiao Qingmei's movements from the corner of her eye.

At this time, Fu Chengque lowered her head and lowered her eyes, her ears moved slightly, she was still dealing with the things in her bowl, and turned a deaf ear to the movement around her.She skinned a piece of fish meat that she had just picked up, and then used chopsticks to tear the meat apart bit by bit, pinching out the fishbone hidden in between. A pile of white fish meat was piled up into a small mountain bun, and the fish bones were arranged in a row. The long and short codes are very neat, and the expression is very serious.

Obviously this girl used to put it directly into her mouth, and when she took a sip, the thorns separated, and she also showed off her "eating" skills.

Now Xiaojiabiyu is a little cute.

Laughing secretly twice, Wen Yu took a breath and coughed softly, regained his momentum, and slowly calmed down his restless heart.

With a firm mind, he immediately opened his mouth:

"Parents, uncles, me and Qiaoer..."

Wen Yu laughed, paused for a moment, and announced to the world loudly for the first time:

"We are in love."

The room fell silent for a moment.

Dad Wen was looking at him, Mom Wen was looking at him, Dad Fu was looking at him, and Mom Fu was also staring at him.

The parents even seemed to be breathing stagnantly, and they all stared at the boy in front of them with wide eyes.

Wen Yu's eyes glanced, and suddenly he was overjoyed. He shouted again, this time louder and more proudly——

"Parents, uncles, Qiaoer and I are in love!"

……

There was a long silence in the room.

The adults of the two families really don't know what to say, unlike other families, most of them are psychologically prepared for the occasions when the parents of both sides gather together like this, but Wen Fu's family is too close, so close to today is only one Just a birthday party.

Wen Yu's words were too sudden, if it was a few years later, he would not need to say it, the parents of both families would have to ask about it themselves.

It is normal to hear such a reply at that time, beating gongs and drums.

But today...

Xiaoyu is only eighteen, and Qiaoer is only eighteen!
This, this, this...

What should I say?

It seems okay to say "God, when did it happen?" in amazement, but I know everything in my heart, and I still have some expectations for it. I'm not surprised enough, and it's weird to just say it.

It’s okay to jokingly say “Well, you can count this time”, but it’s too strange to put it in the current situation...

Serious and afraid of hurting the relationship, playful and not in line with the atmosphere of serious things.

In short, it's hard to speak.

Wen's father and Wen's mother looked at each other cautiously, their eyes intertwined, and some words on their hearts were communicated silently through the long-term tacit understanding between husband and wife:

Father Wen frowned, glanced at his son, and pouted at Qiao'er, who lives next door.

Mama Wen rolled her eyes, then moved her lips at the silent dining table, as if urging.

Papa Wen's eyes began to avert...

under the table.

One foot kicked Dad Fu's leg lightly, and he looked to the side.

Fu Mama's sharp eyes gouged out, and the old man instantly understood that he was urging him to say something, but the old father was quite dumb for a while, the words in the books he used to read were all rotten in his stomach, and suddenly Can't organize any words at all.

Moan your lips, don't look away.

Fu's mother stared at her husband, she always said that she was the head of the family on weekdays, so she was blah, now she looked like a lifeless toad, didn't she sound like a drum?
Well, old men are useless!

Annoyed secretly, she looked around slowly, and saw her daughter's head hanging down, very well-behaved.

I don't know if she sensed her gaze, but my daughter raised her eyes slightly, looked panicked for a moment, then lowered her head.Seeing this appearance, Fu's mother knew in her heart: what the two of them talked about was definitely true.

Sighing inexplicably, there was an inner sigh of "I've grown up" for no reason.

After a while, she went to see Xiaoyu again.

At this moment, the big boy from the neighbor's house had a serious face and waited with firm eyes.

It looks like she likes it very much.

Ok……

Qiaoer's vision is still good!

The room was quiet for a while, Fu Ma put the chopsticks on the bowl with a "duh" and after a moment of deliberation, she spoke first:

"Xiaoyu..."

The sound is buzzing.

Everyone looked over and suddenly wanted to laugh.

They actually read a lot of complex emotions from Mama Fu's face: a bit serious, a bit surprised, a bit calm, and a bit of uncontrollable joy...

Wen Yu looked over, "Aunt?"

"Are you serious? You and Qiaoer..." Fu Mama asked again.

Wen Yu nodded: "Really, we really talked."

"How long?"

"It's been a few months."

Mother Fu pursed her lips and looked at her daughter, "Qiaoer?"

The girl who was still fiddling with the fish trembled suddenly, and all the fish bones that had been arranged were scattered. She slowly raised her head and responded with an "ah".

"You...really?"

Fu Chengque nodded slightly, "Hmm..."

Mama Fu was speechless for a moment.

Several grown-ups were also stunned, and their hearts were full of messy snare drums: This university has only been in a few months, and the two of them have been talking for a few months. Time goes backwards. Doesn't this mean that they just finished the college entrance examination? Let's chat! ?
This! ! !
Thinking of this, Papa Fu glared at Papa Wen angrily, his eyes clearly said: "My surname is Wen, your son did a good job!"
What a sharp gaze, but Dad Wen was not afraid at all, and stared back unceremoniously: "Old Fu, your daughter didn't object either!"
After a moment of stagnation, a certain old father suddenly started to shriek, and grinned at another old father with a dark face, the corners of his mouth hooked to the sky.

A silent laugh "exploded" in Father Fu's ear:
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! ! !

And Mama Wen was much happier when she heard her son cheating on the cabbage next door.

She waited and watched for a long time with a smile on her face, and her gaze fell on Qiaoer next door for a long time. The more she looked at it, the happier she became, and the more she looked at it, the more she couldn't hide her smile.

Mother Wen has long noticed that her son is interested in Qiao'er, and Xiaoyu has never hidden it too much.

She also felt that this matter would be accomplished if she had the heart, but she didn't expect it to be so fast. What's even better is that Qiaoer obviously likes Xiaoyu very much too!
If things go smoothly, wouldn't she want more daughters like Qiaoer in the future...

That's good!

That's great!

Taking a sip of water to suppress her smile, Mother Wen reprimanded softly: "Xiao Yu, you child, why didn't you tell us about this!"

"Mom, should I stop talking?"

"I don't understand! This sudden attack caught people off guard..." Mother Wen glanced at Wen Yu, pretended to be angry and said, her eyes jumped quickly on everyone's faces, and suddenly smiled lightly: "I haven't prepared any presents either." one."

Wen Yu: "..."

Fu Chengque: "..."

Mom Fu: "..."

Old fathers: "..."