Contentment grows joy

Chapter 23 Questions and Answers
Seeing that Miu Li's expression was so abnormal, Qian Hui didn't know how to continue, so he could only stare at Miu Li in a daze.

"Cough, cough, dad, mom, don't stand still, let's go into the house, let's talk slowly." Millet opened the door and went in first.

"Sit down on the sofa, both of you, and I'll get you some tea."

Millet placed them on the sofa, then boiled water and made tea.

This series of coherent movements is skillful and methodical.

Mili was calm and calm, without any panic.

After pouring the tea, Millet took a small stool and sat down, facing Qian Hui and Su Jian a few moments later.

If Miili is furious, Qianhui can take advantage of her momentum to pour out all the words in one go.

But now, Millet is silent and calm, making Qianhui not know how to speak.

"Cough cough, grain." Qian Hui couldn't help but cast a glance at Su Jian, seeing that he was concentrating on the ink rose on the teacup like a normal person.

Qian Hui couldn't help feeling angry, this daughter is not mine alone!
Su Jian didn't seem to feel the angry eyes that the money would throw at him, and he still concentrated on studying the flower.

Qian Hui curled his lips, thinking, forget it, I can't count on you, so I have to fight alone.

Qian Hui smoothed his thoughts, cleared his throat, and said formally: "Li'er, first of all, you have to understand that although Mom is a bit domineering, it's all for your own good. Think about it, I feel sorry for the parents of the world. Which parent is not anxious for their children..."

"Mom, I know that you and dad have worked so hard to raise me, and everything is for my own good. However, I also have my own ideas, Shen Ziqiang, you haven't even met each other, why did you veto it with one vote?" Are you done?" Millet retorted with a smile on her face.

"Hey, yes, I also think this seems inappropriate." Su Jian said in a low voice.

He still looked at his flowers intently, not daring to lift his eyes, for fear of being burned by Qian Hui's gaze.

"Is there still a need to meet? Judging from all aspects of his personal situation, I don't think so." Qian Hui will not back down in the slightest, her attitude is, veto, veto, veto again.

"Well, Dad, Mom, do you think this is okay? We will adopt a question-and-answer discussion. You ask your questions, and I will answer them. Then, I will make a speech with Shen Ziqiang. Finally, let's make a comprehensive discussion. Let’s analyze these questions. Is that okay?”

Since those two pages didn't make Qianhui let it go, Millet knew it would be a tough battle, but she wouldn't back down.

After putting down the phone call from Qianhui in the office, she had prepared various coping plans.

"Okay." Su Jian responded positively and immediately raised his hands.

"Dad agreed, what about you, Mom?" Miu Li looked at Qian Hui, with a look of nonchalant confidence in his hands.

Qianhui didn't want to have any question-and-answer discussion with Mili, she just wanted to show that she was not satisfied with Shen Ziqiang, and she didn't want Mili to change her point of view.

"Mom, it's useless even if you don't agree. Now it's two to one. If you agree, you have to agree, and if you don't agree, you have to agree." Millet's smiling face was full of threats.

"Old Comrade Qian, just listen to what our son-in-law said. She has been so smart since she was a child. When she chooses a university and a unit, you see, she herself chooses well. What kind of son-in-law is she? Can choose poor, Shen Ziqiang is a little lacking if you only talk about it from this aspect, but, we can listen to what my daughter has to say first..." Su Jian tugged on Qianhui's arm, begging in a low voice .

"Why are you messing around with me? This Shen Ziqiang from the countryside, who knows what kind of family he has behind him? It's not helpful!" Qian Hui glared at Su Jian vigorously.

Su Jian could only hold back his breath.

"Don't take your anger out on my dad!" Millet was on fire.

"Well, I'll do it your way!" Qian Hui didn't want to mess with Mao Lili completely, so he immediately agreed and turned to look at Miu Li.

"Okay, then, let's start now." Millet sat upright.

"First of all, you come to ask questions." Millet made a gesture of invitation.

"How did you and Shen Ziqiang meet? When did you meet?" Qian Hui asked loudly.

"We were introduced by the leader of our department, and we met about a month ago." Millet raised Huang Tian's level by a notch, so that it was more weighty and convincing.

"Has Shen Ziqiang ever been married?" Although Mioli had printed out Shen Ziqiang's general situation to her, who could she be so easily believed?
"No." Milia knew that she didn't know what to write on the letter paper, so she would definitely ask those questions over and over again.

"You're so old, never married?" Qian Hui looked at Mili with suspicious eyes.

"No, no, why should I lie to you?" Milia looked at her impatiently.

"Have you ever been in love?"

"No."

"I've never talked about love, is there a problem?"

"no problem!"

"Are you so sure?"

"affim!"

"Why?"

"Based on my character, his character!" Miu Li was speechless, should she say that she and Shen Ziqiang are already sleeping in the same bed?

"Where are his parents?"

"In the countryside of my hometown, farming!"

"Farming the land?!" Qian Hui shuddered as soon as he heard the words. How could such an outstanding girl like Mioli find a rural father-in-law, and she would have to serve two sloppy old men and old ladies in the future? No, no, no. I absolutely can't let my milia suffer like this!
"Are there any other brothers and sisters in the family?" Qian Hui asked again. People in rural areas like to have more children.

"There is a younger sister who is already married, and the children are all in their teens." Millet replied.

"Where will you marry, and what kind of person will you marry?"

"Oh, those who marry their neighboring villages are also from the countryside! Oh, don't you bother, you have to ask what kind of person the younger sister is marrying. What are you doing?" Millet was a little impatient.

"Blood is thicker than water. He has a younger sister from the countryside. If the conditions are not good, he will often reach out to her brother for money and things. What should I do? Lier, marriage is a matter between two families, not the two of you. If you marry him, you will marry a bunch of relatives in the countryside, and come here every day to find work, can you live a clean life?" The more Qian Hui talked, the more excited he was, and tears were about to burst out.

Her precious daughter has always had a good eye, she can pick everything better than others, so why did she lose her wisdom when it comes to picking a man?
What can I do!

Millet is a smart girl who has long seen Qian Hui's worries and concerns.

"Mom, I know what you're thinking, listen to me first, I'm not a fool."

Ouch, this silly girl who has been dazzled by love still says she is not a fool?

Money will become more and more headache.

"Oh, I have a headache, I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it." Qian Hui covered his ears and kept shaking his head.

She seldom shows weakness. If she really pretends to be weak, it proves that she has lost her mind.

Seeing Qian Hui's appearance, Miu Li was secretly happy, and her tone gradually softened.

"Mom, listen to me, I have my own opinions, you believe me, and besides, don't you have a headache? Why are you covering your ears? It's not that your ears hurt!" Millet pulled off Qian Hui's hands, held them, Looking at her, he said seriously.

Looking at Mili's serious look, just like how she looked at herself before taking her to the dance exam when she was a child, Qian Hui was in a daze, and nodded uncomfortably.

She would like to see how her precious daughter makes choices about her life's events.

I also want to see what kind of character Shen Ziqiang is in her eyes.

After calming down a little, that Shen Ziqiang aroused her curiosity. So many rich and noble children, Millet didn't pay attention to him, so why did she only pay attention to this Shen Ziqiang?
(End of this chapter)