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Zhang Wu said expressionlessly: "Report, you said you would bring it within half an hour."

"Then you should let him change his clothes."

"Report, it's been more than half an hour to change clothes."

"Grandma, your boy's head is made of elmwood." Yan Dejiang waved his hand, "You go to have a meal."

The officer turned around and opened the door and left, leaving Zhou Xiang alone standing awkwardly at the door.

Although the Yan family was wearing regular clothes, at least they did not wear pajamas at home. Zhou Xiang straightened his back and tried to make himself look less embarrassed.

Yan Mingxiu smiled at him, "I'll accompany you to change clothes. I have two suits in my car."

"Ah, OK."

Yan Mingxiu was about to get up, but Yan Dejiang raised his hand to stop him, "Forget it, there are no outsiders here."

Yan Mingxiu was stunned and quickly winked at Zhou Xiang, "Brother Xiang, come and sit down." He stood up and pulled open the chair next to him.

After Zhou Xiang took his seat, he found Wang Yudong and Yan Mingmei sitting opposite him. Both of them squinted their eyes and looked at him with a look of contempt.

Zhou Xiang turned his gaze aside and ignored them.

Yan Dejiang slapped the table and said, "It's time to eat."

The two aunts started to serve dishes from the kitchen to the table. After a while, the table was filled with ordinary home-cooked dishes, which were different from what Zhou Xiang imagined that their lives were like.

Yan Dejiang pointed at the table with his finger, "Your name is Zhou Xiang, right? Where do you work?"

Zhou Xiang said: "I'm in a film and television company."

"Oh, you're an actor, right?"

"yes."

Yan Dejiang nodded and picked up the chopsticks, "Everyone will eat."

After he moved his chopsticks, the others started eating one after another.

Zhou Xiang quietly turned his head, looked at Yan Mingxiu, and asked him what was going on with his eyes. Yan Mingxiu held his hand under the table and lowered his voice, "It's okay, eat with peace of mind."

Yan Fei turned his head and glared at them coldly.

Yan Mingxiu had no reaction. Because one hand was still unable to move, Zhou Xiang had to pick up food for him and let him eat it with a spoon. It seemed like a normal thing to do when it came back and forth, but it became awkward in the eyes of others because of the ambiguous relationship between the two.

Zhou Xiang felt that several pairs of eyes looked at them from time to time, and the meal was as if it was a slight slap.

Yan Dejiang spoke at this time. His voice was very calm and his speech was very slow, but before he finished speaking, no one dared to insert a word, "How long have you known each other?"

Yan Mingxiu said: "It's been a year."

"It's only been a year." Yan Dejiang smiled, "I've planned to make a private life for just one year? Dolls are always dolls."

Yan Mingxiu calmly took out a tissue and wiped his mouth. No one looked at it or planned to respond.

Yan Dejiang said loudly: "Ming Xiu, you kid have been tormented by the whole family for this matter and have been beaten up by himself. Is it worth it?"

Yan Mingxiu whispered: "Value."

Yan Dejiang snorted and said, "It's enough if you think it's worth it. If you regret it in the future, no one will clean up the mess for you."

Yan Mingxiu nodded solemnly.

Yan Dejiang said to Yan Fei: "You are at this age, why can't you think it's better? The descendants will walk on their own. I am older and have limited energy. I can't do it for a few years. I want to contribute my limited energy to the country and have no time to care about your affairs. Yan Fei, don't bother me in these things in the future. I advise you to be more open-minded. If you think it's better, you will be relaxed."

Yan Fei said angrily: "Dad, are you spoiling him like this?"

"I'm too lazy to care about him." Yan Dejiang glanced at Yan Mingmei, "Mingmei is different. Mingmei is your daughter. You have to take good care of her. Don't let her be wronged. The two kids just beat her up. What do you do? Why are you doing so much? Are you annoying?"

Yan Fei was so amazed and laughed, "Dad, what would you think if I had brought back a man thirty years ago?"

"I wasn't so open-minded thirty years ago. I just left this. If you like, don't care. Anyway, I don't care. If you can't control your son, why should you get involved with me? Anyway, I advise you to go back and sleep, eat and eat. If you have the time to play a few balls, don't worry about it." Yan Dejiang took a leisurely sip of tea, squinted his eyes and looked at Yan Mingxiu and Zhou Xiang, "Besides, these two dolls can be killed after a year of knowing each other. There will definitely be good shows in the future. Why are you anxious?"

Yan Mingxiu and Zhou Xiang looked at each other, and their hands were tighter under the table.

Perhaps in Yan Dejiang's eyes, they are young people whose relationships come and go quickly, and they have no long-term nature. Sooner or later, they will disband without others' obstruction. But what Yan Dejiang doesn't know is that they have experienced more than others for half their lives, and they still cannot be separated after so many tests. So what reason is there to be separated in the future?

Yan Dejiang's expression suddenly sank. He looked at Wang Yudong and Yan Mingmei, "Mingmei."

"Grandpa." Yan Mingmei's usual arrogance disappeared and she looked very well-behaved.

Yan Dejiang didn't even look at Wang Yudong, and said slowly: "Your father is just a daughter like you, and the whole family loves you, but there are some principles, especially those involving family interests and even greater interests. You must see clearly. Don't turn your elbows out, don't forget what your surname is. If something really happens, don't blame the elders for being merciless. You are all doing it yourself."

The tone of the last sentence was already very stern. Wang Yudong was so scared that he shook his breath, and he didn't dare to breathe, and he didn't dare to raise his head, and just sat stiffly.

Yan Mingmei said in a trembling voice: "Grandpa, I understand."

"Yeah." Yan Dejiang took a sip of tea, "After the meal, you all go back to your own house. The children have grown up and they all have their own homes. Yan Fei, stay here to play chess with me."

"Okay, dad."

Yan Mingxiu stood up, hesitated for a while before shouting, "Dad."

Yan Fei didn't look back, but his body stopped.

Yan Mingxiu sighed and said nothing, "If you live here at night, remember to tell your mother."

Yan Fei snorted and followed Yan Dejiang upstairs without looking back.

Mother Yan sighed: "Don't pay attention to him, he is just that kind of virtue."

Yan Mingxiu didn't care either, so he turned around and looked at Zhou Xiang, "Brother Xiang, you're not nervous anymore."

Zhou Xiang sighed, "It's hard to say, let's go quickly."

Wang Yudong snorted coldly and glared at Zhou Xiang fiercely.

Zhou Xiang also looked at him coldly, not showing weakness. He grabbed Yan Mingxiu's arm and said, "Let's go, you drove here?"

"Jiang Wan sent me."

"Where are others?"

"I've gone to have dinner with Uncle Zhang, don't worry about him, you can drive."

"good."

As the two were about to leave, Wang Yudong suddenly shouted: "Ming Xiu."

Yan Mingxiu glanced at him and waited for the following.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time, and you haven't answered my phone. I don't know what this means. Is it so difficult for me to tell you something?"

Yan Mingxiu looked at him coldly and said nothing.

Both Yan's mother and Yan Mingmei looked at them nervously.

"I want to talk to you about my dad. I have gone to see my elder brother, but you know my elder brother's attitude, it doesn't make sense. Only you can help me. You won't really be willing to save me."
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