Buy a house with 30,000 yuan and live in a small town

"Why so sudden?" Liu Nanshan asked.

"Yes," Gu Xuelan brought a plate of side dishes and placed it on the dining table. "I was notified this afternoon and will leave tomorrow morning. This schedule is too tight."

Liu Wangxue put away the dishes and chopsticks: "I can't help it, it's just a last-minute invitation."

The family of three sat down to eat, and Liu Nanshan sighed lightly. He thought that screenwriters just wrote scripts and ran around with the crew at most, but he didn't expect that there would be so much follow-up work, running around everywhere, and being in such a tight time schedule. It was so tiring.

Liu Wangxue held the bowl, picked up a piece of fish, and asked with a smile: "Dad, why are you sighing for no reason?"

Gu Xuelan glanced at Liu Nanshan and explained for him: "Your father is worried about you. He must be thinking, oh, this screenwriter's job is not that easy. It's not enough to rack your brains to write the script. It's not enough to stop after the show is aired. You have to do this interview and that interview. It's so tiring to go on a long journey!"

"That's right!" Liu Nanshan agreed deeply.

Liu Wangxue laughed and comforted his old father: "It's not tiring at all. Besides, they paid tens of thousands of yuan for the announcement."

Liu Nanshan tapped the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks: "Is this about money? Besides, you are not short of money now, and neither is our family. Writing scripts every day is tiring enough. Can't we save money on other work if we can?"

Gu Xuelan put a piece of food into his bowl with chopsticks and urged him to eat quickly: "You said it's a job, so you have to take responsibility for your work."

"Yes," Liu Wangxue said with a smile, "Dad, you should understand it as 'after-sales service', just like the dishwasher we are using now, the customer service staff even called to ask about the experience and whether we encountered any problems, right?"

"I can't argue with you!" Liu Nanshan took a bite of rice with the dish, and then said, "Then eat quickly, and then go upstairs to pack your luggage and go to bed early. The flight tomorrow is so early."

"Okay!" Liu Wangxue nodded. "By the way, I will be back a few days later after work the day after tomorrow. Qingsong's birthday is next Tuesday, and he will also return to Beijing. He has a friend who opened a resort in the suburbs of Beijing and asked him to go over to celebrate his birthday. We plan to spend two days there."

Liu Nanshan didn't think much about it: "Okay, be careful."

Gu Xuelan was very perceptive and asked her, "Are you going to meet Qingsong's family?"

Liu Wangxue nodded as a matter of course: "It's his birthday, so he must go home."

Liu Nanshan finally reacted, but his mind was racing, and a look of dissatisfaction appeared on his face: "Are you two going to finalize this?" You should at least tell him, the parent, first, right? After getting consent, both parents can meet. It's no big deal for the two of them to finalize this in private!

"Dad, what are you thinking about?" Liu Wangxue put down his chopsticks before even taking a bite of food to his mouth, and couldn't help laughing, "Why should I get married when I haven't had enough of my relationship?"

As she spoke, she looked at Gu Xuelan and continued, "We're just going to have a quick meal. Qingsong said that he gets along so well with you two here, and you've become like a family, so he wanted me to go over there and feel the family warmth there. It's his birthday, and we had agreed that I would go celebrate his birthday with him and meet his family and friends. Coincidentally, this trip also takes me to Beijing."

Liu Nanshan thought that this was more or less okay, but he still kept a straight face and told his daughter: "It's okay to have a simple meal, but you still have to be polite. This is your first time meeting his parents, so you must not go empty-handed. Buy the best things, understand?"

"I know, I know." Liu Wangxue had just taken a bite of food and nodded vaguely.

After dinner, Liu Wangxue went upstairs to pack her luggage.

The three little ones seemed to be keenly aware that she was going out again, and followed her all the way upstairs. When they saw that she really took out the suitcase, they watched the opportunity and jumped in together the moment she laid it flat and opened it.

Liu Wangxue was so touched by the three pairs of eyes that he patted their heads one by one: "You're up to the same old trick again, right? Okay, let's experience the world inside the box this time."

After she finished speaking, she closed and then opened the other half of the box and asked the three: "Is it very dark? Are you scared?"

Pengpeng was wagging his tail, obviously looking very happy, while Xiaoci was lying lazily on the bed, jumping around and talking nonsense.

"Get ready, try again." Liu Wangxue closed it and opened it again.

This time it was different. Pengpeng lay down as the box closed. When Liu Wangxue opened it, the three of them stood up and looked at her at the same angle.

Liu Wangxue was overjoyed: "Hide and seek, huh, hahaha..."

He closed it and opened it again, changing his action. He completely covered Xiaoci in his arms and jumped over to cover the exposed small part of the cat's tail.

Liu Wangxue laughed: "Hide and seek means hiding the cat, hahahaha..."

While laughing, he took out his mobile phone to take pictures and continued to play with them for a while before he carried them out one by one and started packing his luggage.

Downstairs in the living room, Gu Xuelan and Liu Nanshan sat on the sofa and continued to watch the drama. However, she didn't pay much attention to the plot, and she kept thinking about Liu Wangxue's meeting with Xu Qingsong's family.

Even though it was just a simple meal, it was also their first formal meeting. Gu Xuelan couldn't help but worry as she thought about many things.

Gu Xuelan had met Xu Qingsong's mother once, when they first came to buy this small courtyard. She had a very good first impression of Xu Qingsong's mother. At first glance, she looked like someone who came from a scholarly family and was well-educated and well-mannered. The cashmere shawl that Xu Qingsong brought back from Beijing for the Mid-Autumn Festival was also picked out by his mother, according to Xu Qingsong, which shows that her aesthetic taste is not bad. The script that Liu Wangxue is currently writing also has the help of Xu Qingsong's mother.

Gu Xuelan felt that Xu Qingsong's mother should have a good impression of Liu Wangxue, and perhaps even liked her. But they had never met Xu Qingsong's father, and they didn't know what kind of temperament his grandparents and relatives who rented out had. Looking at Xu Qingsong, he should not be bad, but exceptions cannot be ruled out.

Gu Xuelan thought that her daughter was so outstanding, beautiful, talented, generous, well-educated, and well-mannered, so she would not be unpopular. But isn't there always an exception?

The more Gu Xuelan thought about it, the more restless she became, so she stood up and walked around Liu Nanshan, intending to go upstairs to tell Liu Wangxue a few words.

When Liu Nanshan saw her standing up, he also made a move to stand up and asked, "Where are you going? I can get you anything you need."

"It's okay, just sit down." Gu Xuelan waved her hand, "I'll go upstairs to find Xuxu and talk to her."

"Oh, okay." Liu Nanshan sat back down.

About twenty minutes later, Xu Qingsong came back. He came to Liu Wangxue first, walked into the living room and greeted Liu Nanshan: "Uncle, are you watching a show?"

"Hey," Liu Nanshan responded, "Are you done with overtime?"

"Well, for now," Xu Qingsong nodded, "Tomorrow is still a day. Let me check on Xuxu to see if she has packed her things."

Liu Nanshan pointed to the stairs and said, "They are cleaning upstairs. Go up. Your aunt is there too."

The program development of the terminal game encountered some problems. Their programming group has been working overtime these two days. They didn’t come back until almost midnight the day before yesterday. After coming back yesterday, they ran back without even having a bite of dinner. Tomorrow is Saturday, and they still have to go.

Xu Qingsong received a call from his mother Meng Wanqing at the beginning of the month, asking him whether he would go back to Beijing or Taojia Village for his birthday. "I know you are busy with work. If you can't come back, forget it. Your father and I are retired anyway, and we have nothing to do recently. Let's discuss going back to Taojia Village, well, to visit and celebrate your birthday together."

Xu Qingsong heard his mother's cough with some deliberate meaning, smiled knowingly, and asked, "Mom, when you said you came back to see someone, you actually wanted to go see someone else with my dad, right?"

As expected, his father Xu Chongshan was listening nearby. Hearing what he said, he laughed and scolded, "You little bastard!"

Meng Wanqing also laughed and told him everything: "Oh, it's because your grandparents are pushing you too hard. They have more traditional ideas. Seeing that you and Xuxu are so in love and you are both grown up, they want you to hurry up and do everything you need to do."

Xu Chongshan added: "The source of this matter is you. Your grandparents were about to calm down when they saw that they couldn't urge you anymore. But you just got the girl and you said in our family group that you wanted to bring her back. How could your grandparents not be anxious when they saw this?"

"You can't be so anxious!" Xu Qingsong was helpless and amused. "The old man and the old lady used to urge me directly. What's wrong now? They have learned to save the country in a roundabout way, right?" To be honest, doesn't he want to? He also wants to, but he has to respect Liu Wangxue's ideas.

"Also," Meng Wanqing continued, "the house your uncle gave you was renovated before you even came back. What does that mean?"

Xu Chongshan said, "Don't think we won't know just because you're hiding it from us. Your cousin also recently renovated a new house, and guess what? The designer he hired is the same person as yours. We got some information from chatting, and your cousin found out everything matched up."

Xu Qingsong quickly asked: "My grandma and grandpa also know about it?!"

Meng Wanqing said: "Don't worry, I've kept it a secret for you. The old man and the old lady don't know yet."

"That's good." Xu Qingsong breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that things had come to this, Xu Qingsong decided not to hide it from his parents anymore - actually, he wasn't really hiding it. He wanted to wait until the birthday was closer to tell them, for fear that if he told them too early, once grandma and grandpa knew about it, given their personalities, it wouldn't be good to hold a lavish "double happiness" celebration. He was worried that it would put pressure on Liu Wangxue.

Take Xu Qingsong's cousin for example. When he brought his cousin's wife home for the first time, he told his family in advance. This was the first one among the younger generation who had good news, so grandparents made a big fanfare and celebrated it.

Afterwards, Xu Qingsong heard from his cousin that his cousin's wife was really scared that day and was nervous during the whole meal because she had not yet decided whether to marry his cousin. His cousin coaxed her to go home and said that they were just having a quick meal: "I know you haven't thought about it yet, but you can't just think about it here. You have to meet my family first and include them in the scope of investigation. If you are satisfied with the investigation, you can decide to marry me, okay?"

"I really believed his eloquence!" Later, when they were chatting with their peers and reminiscing about the past, my cousin's wife touched her chest when she talked about this, as if she was still frightened. "You don't know, I was trembling with fear from the beginning to the end of that meal. After the meal, my psychological pressure skyrocketed!"

To be honest, it was her first visit, and she was very happy to receive such attention from her boyfriend's family, but this attention was too much, and she felt that she could not bear it. When the old lady put a jade bracelet with excellent water head on her wrist, she was in a trance, thinking that it was not a bracelet, but handcuffs, and she would be detained in the Meng family from now on.

After Xu Qingsong told his parents on the phone that he would return to Beijing for his birthday and that Liu Wangxue would go back with him, he specifically brought up the matter of his cousin and his wife, and told his parents: "Don't tell my grandma and grandpa in advance. Xuxu finally agreed to go back with me, so let's just have a simple meal first and don't scare her. There's no rush to get married."

Having said that, Xu Qingsong felt that Liu Wangxue would definitely not be scared, but she would definitely feel some psychological pressure. He didn't want anything to cause her pressure in any way. He wanted to wait for her to nod her head when she thought it was okay.

Meng Wanqing and Xu Chongshan, including Xu Qingsong's grandparents, are very open-minded about whether he gets married or not. They think that the child is so old now, and he should be the master of his own life. The elders should not interfere too much, otherwise it will easily backfire. What's more, they also believe that he is capable of living a good life no matter what.

But when they heard him say that he wanted to settle down and have his own family in the future, Meng Wanqing and Xu Chongshan were very happy. Young people have their own plans, and they didn't rush him. When the time comes, everything will fall into place.

Meng Wanqing and Xu Chongshan responded on the other end of the phone: "Don't worry, your parents will definitely help you."

At this time, Xu Qingsong greeted Liu Nanshan and was about to step towards the stairs, but suddenly stopped. He remembered that he had not told Liu Nanshan and Gu Xuelan about taking Liu Wangxue to his home to meet his parents.

"Uncle," Xu Qingsong was unusually nervous, "Well, there's something I haven't told you yet."

"What's the matter?" Liu Nanshan asked, and waved at him, "Hey, come over and sit down and talk."

Xu Qingsong walked over and sat on the single sofa to the right of Liu Nanshan: "It's like this, isn't next Tuesday my birthday, so I have to go home the day after tomorrow. Xuxu also has to go to Beijing to record a program, so I want her to go home with me for dinner. Well, my parents, my grandparents, and other relatives and elders at home all want to meet her."

As soon as Xu Qingsong opened his mouth, Liu Nanshan knew what he was going to say. He remained calm and waited for him to finish. He also deliberately stared at him with sharp eyes, which made him feel uneasy.

Xu Qingsong was very nervous. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Liu Nanshan had already looked away. He smiled and said, "Ah, Xuxu told me about this during dinner."

Xu Qingsong asked cautiously: "Then, do you and Auntie agree?"

"It's nothing, it's just a meal." Liu Nanshan said, and then joked, "You've eaten so many meals at my place, our Xuxu has to go to your house for a meal."

Xu Qingsong suddenly felt relieved, and subconsciously loosened his clenched hands. He laughed along with Liu Nanshan and said, "After the birthday, we plan to play in Beijing for two days before coming back."

"Okay." Liu Nanshan responded, "You two are both very busy at work, so this is a good opportunity for you to relax."

Xu Qingsong smiled happily: "Thank you, uncle!"

Liu Nanshan nodded and said seriously, "Qingsong, you are a few years older than Xuxu. If there is anything she doesn't understand, you can remind her and take good care of her for me and your aunt."

"Oh, don't worry, I will!" Xu Qingsong promised.

As he was talking, Gu Xuelan came down from the building: "Qingsong is back, are you done with your work?"

"Almost." Xu Qingsong stood up, "Then uncle and aunt, I'll go up to see Xuxu."

"Okay, go ahead." Gu Xuelan sat down and asked Liu Nanshan, "Where is the broadcast?"

Liu Nanshan did not answer, but observed her expression: "Have you finished your confession?"

"Ah, I've told you everything I need to tell you." Gu Xuelan nodded. Now she was in the mood to care about the plot, and urged Liu Nanshan to tell her, "This is the bad thing about what the TV station broadcasts. You can't rewind it at any time."

Liu Wangxue's bedroom door was not closed. When Xu Qingsong walked to the door, he saw her standing in front of the closet, looking at a piece of clothing in her hand.

The three little ones instantly noticed Xu Qingsong coming. Pengpeng was about to run towards him, but he immediately raised his index finger to his lips, signaling Pengpeng to be quiet and not move.

Peng Peng fully understood it, and even used his claws to suppress Gua Gua who was about to fly towards Xu Qing.

Ku Kuo flapped its wings angrily: "Quack! Chirp! Let go! Let go!"

Liu Wangxue was still looking at the clothes in her hands, without turning her head: "Xiaoci, stop talking, don't fight."

Xiao Ci, who was lying at the end of the bed, raised his head: "Meow~" It's not me!

Xu Qingsong leaned against the door, smiling at Liu Wangxue, and noticed that the dress in her hand was a cheongsam. However, the lower part of the dress seemed to be stacked in the gift box, and Liu Wangxue's arm blocked it a little. He could only see the bright red hem and milky white material at the neck and shoulders, which seemed to be glittering under the light.

Liu Wangxue didn't notice the person standing at the door at all. She was concentrating on thinking about a question: should she take the cheongsam with her? As she thought about it, she muttered unconsciously.

Xu Qingsong heard it clearly, and the smile on his face widened. He made the decision for her: "It's so beautiful, just take it if you want."

Liu Wangxue was startled when she heard Xu Qingsong's voice. She quickly glanced at him and hurriedly stuffed the cheongsam back into the box and tried to close the box with the lid. However, the lid and the box seemed to be incompatible and could not be closed.

Seeing her obviously guilty look, Xu Qingsong wanted to laugh even more, and walked over to her: "What's wrong? It's just a cheongsam, why are you so flustered?"

Liu Wangxue was anxious, so she simply pushed the tilted lid and the box body into the inner compartment of the closet: "No way!"

Xu Qingsong continued laughing, and naturally reached out to pull out the box again: "Let me see it, I didn't see it clearly at the door just now, it looks pretty good, my mother also likes cheongsam, you wear it when you come to my house..."

Liu Wangxue quickly grabbed his hand and locked it in her arms, and she stuttered a little when she interrupted him: "No, no, no, it's not appropriate."

Xu Qingsong pinched her face with his other hand and looked at her closely: "There's something wrong with you——"

"No way! No!" Liu Wangxue took the hand off his face and locked both hands in his arms, "You think too much."

Xu Qingsong felt more and more puzzled: "Then tell me, why is it inappropriate?"

Liu Wangxue thought, how can it not fit? It is not suitable at all! It is not suitable for going out at all! She thought of a solution in a hurry: "This is a summer dress, the material is very thin, and it is sleeveless. It is not suitable for wearing now."

"I don't believe it," Xu Qingsong deliberately pestered her, and with a slight struggle, he freed her from her shackles, turned her around and held her in his arms from behind, still reaching for the box, "Let me take a look."

Liu Wangxue raised her hands and pressed his arms down again, this time holding him with great force: "No!"

Xu Qingsong bent down slightly, resting his chin on her shoulder, and asked with interest: "Why?"

Liu Wangxue coughed and told the truth: "This dress was made by Xixi. You know, her aesthetic taste is sometimes quite avant-garde."

Xu Qingsong: "Hmm? How is it avant-garde? Tell me more about it."

Liu Wangxue's face suddenly felt a little hot, and he said carefully: "It's just that it's quite sexy. Well, you can also say that it's too sexy, so..."

She fell silent after saying "so". Xu Qingsong's thoughts turned and he felt that he should have understood something. He said "ah" with a narcissistic tone and a little excitement. He leaned close to her ear and said, "So, you wear it specially for me to see?"

He spoke very softly, but Liu Wangxue felt her cochlea was numbed by the vibration. She turned her head slightly to avoid him and pinched the back of his hand: "Mr. Xu, please don't be so narcissistic, okay? Why can't I wear this for myself?"

"That's right, you have such a great figure, it must look really good on you." Xu Qingsong smiled and hugged her waist tightly, "But what's the point of admiring yourself alone? Consider it and invite me to join you."

Liu Wangxue had calmed down. She pried his hands apart, turned to face him, pushed him back to sit on the edge of the bed, bent down and kissed him on the lips: "Please sit down first, Mr. Xu. I haven't finished packing my things yet." After saying that, she let go of him, turned back to the closet, closed the gift box containing the cheongsam, and then took down the clothes she would wear in the next few days one by one, folded them and put them in the suitcase.

After moving from the bungalow to the small building, Liu Wangxue stuffed this "Boyun Jianyue" into the back of the closet. Anyway, it would not be used for a while - or for a long time. Just now, when I was looking for a folded inner layer, I accidentally saw the box in the corner. I took it and opened it to take a look. The question popped up in my mind whether I should take it with me.

Fortunately, Liu Wangxue thought, Xu Qingsong didn't see the whole thing. She felt that she was really crazy and shouldn't have had that question. What should I bring? No!
Xu Qingsong grabbed Xiaoci, who was lying on the bed, and rubbed her in his arms. His eyes never left Liu Wangxue. He asked in high spirits, "Seriously, when are you going to wear it for me to see?"

Liu Wangxue raised her eyes and gave him a sidelong glance: "Tonight, I can dream about anything."

Xu Qingsong laughed after hearing this, and rubbed the small porcelain twice in his hands, and laughed so hard that he leaned back slightly. He didn't know the truth yet, and just thought it was a cheongsam. (End of this chapter)