I really don't want a second marriage

"What are you talking about?" Han Muzi thought she heard wrong. How old is Xiaomi Dou? She's going to arrange an engagement for him? He doesn't want to have a blind date party, does he?

Han Muzi thought he was joking, but yetingchen seemed to be thinking about something, and then seriously proposed: "I saw the daughter of the Tang Group a few days ago. She looks very cute and matches Xiaomi beans."

"What?"

Yetingchen coughed softly. In fact, he was a little guilty. He didn't pay attention to what others looked like. He just heard that the Tang group had a daughter, one or two years younger than Xiaomi Dou, so he remembered this thing.

As for how he looks, it doesn't matter at all. The important thing is to arrange Xiaomi Dou's marriage and let him stop pestering his mommy all day.

"I'll make an appointment with his father sometime, and then let the two children meet."

Han Muzi: "

From just now on, she hasn't been clear about what's going on in front of her, because she hasn't responded and wants to ask.

But yetingchen has been continuously arranging things. When he heard that he wanted to arrange his son to meet the girl, Han Muzi finally couldn't help it.

"How big are Xiaomi beans? What did you just say? Are you sure you're serious?"

Night Tingchen held her hand and stared at her with black eyes.

"Yes, Xiaomi bean is not small. Children should start from an early age. If they have good conditions, they should train him together and get married directly when he graduates."

Han Muzi pursed her red lips and felt that the idea of yetingchen was not traceless, so she asked, "do you want to find him a partner because of me?"

"So what?"

Unexpectedly, yetingchen frankly admitted, "he robbed you with me every day. You are my woman, so you have to find one for him and let him find his own woman."

Han Muzi's lips twitched: "he's your son."

"So what?" yetingchen sneered: "even my son can't rob my woman."

Han Muzi was speechless and choked, because the vinegar was so delicious.

"Yetingchen, I know you are jealous, but you have to be jealous. Xiaomi Dou is still young. It's ridiculous to find someone for him at this time. No parents do that."

"Why not? In ancient times, people were just matchmakers. Some even made an engagement before they were born. Besides, we just introduced him, not let him marry. Let him get along first. Maybe it will be in the future."

That makes sense. Han Muzi can't refute it.

"I don't think so. There's no such thing when it's said."

"Then just introduce them, be fun partners, and don't talk about the object."

Because Han Muzi denied it, yetingchen immediately changed another set of words. Han Muzi looked at yetingchen and his eyes were persistent. It seems that he won't give up until he reaches the Yellow River.

It seems more acceptable to be a playmate than a blind date?

"When he was at school, didn't he also sit at the same table with female students? He knew many girls. What's the matter? Don't you want Xiaomi Dou to choose more?"

As a mother, Han Muzi has never thought about this problem. It's not that she doesn't want it, but it's not time to think about it. Because it's at least ten years away from thinking about it, Han Muzi has never considered this problem.

Now she was asked so abruptly by yetingchen. She really didn't know what to do.

Probably to see her entanglement, yetingchen held her hand and closely followed her. His voice was slow and low, with a little taste of guidance.

"I'm also his father. Although I'm jealous, I won't hurt him. I just give him more space for his own activities. Besides, he pesters you all day. It's not good to rely on you. You have to give me time every day, millet and bean sprouts. You're very tired. If he doesn't pester you, you can spend more time with bean sprouts in the future, huh?"

Han Muzi was really moved by what he said.

Xiaomi Dou is really sticky to her, but she thinks it's nothing. Even she thinks Xiaomi Dou should communicate more with others and make more friends.

"Xiaomi Dou can have more friends, and Xiaodou sprouts are still small. It takes more thought and time to teach well. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone?"

Night Tingchen spoke seriously, as if he was really a great and selfless father. When he told Han Muzi, he completely hid his selfishness.

He thought Han Muzi didn't know.

Finally, Han Muzi looked up at him and said, "it's not for yourself to eat your son's Vinegar like this. I really saw it for the first time."

But his proposal is good. Get to know more people.

So in the end, Han Muzi agreed even though she disliked the idea of yetingchen.

Seeing her promise, yetingchen was ecstatic in his heart, but he didn't show it at all.

When I went back in the afternoon, the meeting was not held. I went directly to the down group to find someone.

In the evening, he brought a little girl back.

Han Muzi was almost frightened when she saw it.

Because the little girl brought back by yetingchen is a little girl, but she is actually a little fat, with round cheeks, round eyes, round body, round hands and legs.

It's a little ball.

Han Muzi cried and laughed, "are you sure Xiaomi beans are really your own?"

It's not that she discriminates against fat people, but the little girl is really round. She thinks that yetingchen, who is a father, feels completely different when she speaks in the morning and meets in the evening.

That is the so-called sense of difference.

Night Tingchen didn't expect that the other party's daughter

He stretched out his hand to cover his lips, coughed and said, "anyway, it's just to make more friends. If Xiaomi Dou dares to engage in gender discrimination, I'll kill the boy."

When Xiaomi Dou came home in the evening, he saw a little fat man on his dinner table. He looked puzzled.

Han Muzi saw him coming back and waved to him.

"Xiaomi Dou, are you back?"

Xiaomi bean walked over with puzzled eyes: "Mommy, who is she?"

Xiaopangdun is sitting in front of his family's table, trying to immerse herself in eating. She eats delicious, almost full of fragrance. Xiaomi Dou takes a look at what she eats. In fact, it is a bowl of peanut dumplings.

He usually doesn't touch it, because it's too sweet and greasy.

But the little fat man ate happily, one by one, and swallowed quickly.

After eating a bowl, I want another bowl.

This amount of food is really amazing.

"This is the youngest daughter of the boss of the Tang Group. Her name is Tang Yuanyuan. Let's meet her."

Tang Yuanyuan?

Xiaomi Dou silently wrote down the name. It really didn't get wrong.