The women in the control group became popular in military variety shows

When the car arrived at home, it was already past [-] noon. Zhan Yuxi had already prepared a large table of dishes and walked out of the kitchen from time to time to listen to what was going on outside.

Hearing Mao Zheng's rough sound at the door, he looked at each other and their eyes lit up.

Zhan Yuxi quickly went into the kitchen and turned off the gas for making soup.

The old man got up from his chair and walked out.

Mao Zheng was getting his suitcase from the trunk of the car, and Mao Yuning helped take the gift box from Xi Yan. Many neighbors came out.

Many nefarious neighbors came forward to inquire about Xi Yan's identity.

Mao Yuning is now a public figure. Although he is not worried about scandals, some words change as they spread, which somewhat damages the artist's image.

Xi Yan seemed to have thought of this, stretched out his hand towards the other party, and said politely: "Hello, I am Yu Ning's friend. Nice to meet you."

The other party's face, which was originally full of interest in gossip, turned red instantly. He looked at a man who was more handsome than the male stars on the screen, and his demeanor was better than the intellectuals played by the stars. The palm he extended at this time was gentle and polite, and his eyes were sincere. looked at her.

She didn't even have the courage to extend her hand. The smile on her face was like a blooming chrysanthemum, and she said hastily: "So you are Yu Ning's friend. Hello, hello, welcome to Pingyang City."

Mao Yuning had never seen the lady next door, who looked at a loss, and then looked at Xi Yan. He took the initiative to say hello to everyone. His aura was restrained. Every time he smiled, everyone would blush.

When had such a good-looking and elegant man appeared in a small place like Pingyang City?

When Zhan Yuxi came out to rescue Xi Yan with a basket of fruits, Xi Yan had already dealt with the surrounding neighbors.

The group entered the house, and Mao Yuning took him to the kitchen to wash his hands.

On the dining table, Zhan Yuxi has already placed the dishes and chopsticks.

Compared with the politeness last time, they were naturally much more skillful in eating this time.

Mao Zheng asked Xi Yan about his work.

Xi Zheng did not hide it: "I have retired and may stay in Beizhou City to work."

Mao Zheng nodded, then lowered his voice and asked the question that the whole family was concerned about: "Then... do you have any plans to get married in the past two years?"

Mao Yuning: "..."

Xi Yan glanced at Mao Yuning, saw that she was about to speak, shook his head at her, stopped her from speaking, and then said, "Uncle, do you have any suggestions?"

Mao Zheng: "...Well, although you are still young, your aunt and I also got married at the same age. Getting married early has the advantage of having children early and having energy to take care of them."

Xi Yan: "Yes, I think so too. Try to get married as soon as possible."

Mao Zheng didn't expect to hear this answer. His eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "Okay, um... your relationship with Yu Ning is stable now, and you can indeed consider getting married."

Xi Yan smiled and nodded, poured him a glass of wine, and poured the old man a cup of hot tea.

Mao Yuning originally wanted to say that she had no plans to get married yet and didn't want Mao Zheng to embarrass Xi Yan.

It's just that this way, Mao Zheng's ridicule and unhappiness are inevitable.Xi Yan did not push the problem to her, but took what Mao Zheng said. Even if he couldn't do it in the future, it was still his responsibility.

Mao Zheng thought again about the dream where Zhan Yuxi arranged a blind date for her. She only had dinner with him once, and the second time she was ready to make it clear that when they were not suitable, the other party brought his mother over.

As a result, Mao Yuning never had a chance to speak clearly. When ordering, the other party's mother asked her about their thoughts on getting married. The man winked at her narrowly and threw the question to her, saying: "I definitely want to get married right away, but this time It still depends on what Yu Ning wants."

At that moment, she was sitting on pins and needles, and had to force a smile and explain to the other person's mother that they had just met and only had dinner once. The man was very good, but they were not suitable for each other.

The other party's mother obviously knew the situation, and her face darkened instantly when she heard her rejection.

When the man saw that Mao Yuning was about to leave without eating, he even yelled at her back, saying that it didn't matter that she was beautiful. Now that she was nearly 40 years old, she still didn't know if she could give birth to a son.

Mao Yuning swallowed her anger because these people were introduced by Zhan Yuxi through someone else, and she was worried that Zhan Yuxi would lose her smile, but they spoke so harshly, so she simply went back, took the frozen lemonade on the table, and poured it directly on the man's face, making her He washes his face, looks in the mirror, and then evaluates others.

After lunch, Mao Zheng asked Xi Yan if he wanted to be a guest at his uncle's place.

Xi Yan looked at Mao Yuning and asked her what she meant. When she nodded, she agreed.

Mao Zheng divided the gifts that Xi Yan sent to his home years ago into several portions, and personally took Xi Yan to visit the homes of some of his brothers.

After walking around the houses of several brothers, it was already more than an hour later when I got home.

Zhan Yuxi has cleaned the guest room so that he can take a nap.

When Mao Yuning walked past Zhan Yuxi, she was dragged into the room, stuffed a quilt into her and asked her to carry it to Xi Yan.

When Mao Yuning walked over with the quilt in his arms, Xi Yan stood in front of the window, leaning on the table and looking at the scenery in the backyard.

Hearing the footsteps, he looked back at Mao Yuning who came in. He had no intention of getting up. He just smiled at her with rippling eyes.

Mao Yuning put the quilt on the bed, leaned over, pointed to the fruit trees in the backyard, and said slightly proudly: "I planted all the fruit trees at home, and they are all growing well."

Xi Yan nodded, glanced at the green patch of land in the distance, and praised: "The vegetables grown at home are also pretty good."

Mao Yuning said: "My dad planted these. He doesn't like fishing, but likes growing vegetables. I think fruits are also delicious, so I learned to grow fruits with my uncle. Look at those two lychee trees. In summer, The fruit will turn red and be fruitful..."

She stretched her fingers out of the window, pointed at the fruit trees in the yard, and talked. She leaned forward unconsciously and leaned against the desk in front of the window. Seeing that Xi Yan was fine leaning against it, she boldly leaned against it, causing the whole table to collapse. Moving back, she looked up and widened her eyes in fright.

Xi Yan seemed to be leaning on the table, with a hint of yuppie air about him, but in fact he was not exerting any force at all.

At this time, he naturally stretched out his hand, held her shoulders with a little force, and only let go after she calmed down.

Mao Yuning took the opportunity to turn around and hug him, her hands naturally hooked around his neck, leaning her back on the desk, staring at him with a pair of watery eyes.

Xi Yan, who was much taller than her, leaned over to look at her, his cold starry eyes filled with heart-warming warmth.

Xi Yan stretched out his arms calmly, hugged her into his broad shoulders, and whispered softly: "I miss you."