Unlike my mother, my father has a very good temper. Zhou Wenbin has never seen his father get angry and get angry, and he doesn't know how he got his good temper.

Sun Xiaoping stood up when Zhou Wenbin got up. Seeing his father looking at her, she hurriedly greeted him with a smile: "Hello, uncle."

"Dad, this is my girlfriend Sun Xiaoping, just call her Xiaoping." Zhou Wenbin did not forget to introduce this time.

The father smiled and nodded at Sun Xiaoping: "Hello Xiaoping, why are you doing standing up? It's like going to your own house. Don't be polite."

"Dad, can I say you're a little creative? My mom just said this." Zhou Wenbin put the drink in the refrigerator, turned his head and rolled his eyes at his father.

"Oh, then I'll change it." My dad thought for a while, "Don't be polite, it's like going to your own house!"

"Dad, I'm powerless to complain!" Zhou Wenbin raised his hand and patted his forehead. He didn't expect that his dad would tell cold jokes, unexpected, unexpected.

Sun Xiaoping was amused by her father: "Uncle is so humorous."

After my dad changed his shoes, he went to the kitchen to help his mom.

Sun Xiaoping looked at Zhou Wenbin with some envy: "Brother Zhou, you have a good relationship with your parents."

"Is that true?" Zhou Wenbin smiled, "It's okay. I've been like this since I was a child. Now if I let me talk to them seriously and seriously, I will be devastated."

"Xiaoping, how old are you this year?" My mother walked out of the kitchen at this time, drove Zhou Wenbin to the small sofa, and sat down next to Sun Xiaoping.

Sun Xiaoping hurriedly replied: "Twenty-one, one year old."

"Four years younger than Xiaobin? Not bad, not bad, not bad." My mother nodded with satisfaction and asked again, "Where is your home?"

"A small village under Linghai City, Shanling Province." Sun Xiaoping was very nervous when she said this. She was afraid that Zhou's mother would not look down on the country people. At this time, she subconsciously regarded herself as Zhou Wenbin's real girlfriend and completely forgot about pretending to be her girlfriend.

My mother didn't care at all: "The village is pretty good. Xiaobin's father told me that after retirement, we will find a village to live in, raise chickens and farm, and live a pastoral life. By the way, who do you have in your family?"

"My parents, and there is a younger brother who is one year younger than me." Seeing that his mother seemed to be really not caring, Sun Xiaoping couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

My mother nodded: "My brother, that's pretty good. Is your brother still in school?"

"Well, I'm going to college, this year's freshman."

"Then why didn't you go to college?"

"I'm not able to afford it because my family is poor, so I went out to work after the high school competition."

"Oh, that's really a pain for you."

Seeing that the two were having a good chat, Zhou Wenbin got up and went to the kitchen.

"You kid is not in the living room with your girlfriend, why are you here to go to the kitchen?" My dad was oiling eggplant. It seemed that he wanted to make the roast eggplant he had.

Zhou Wenbin shrugged: "My mother is chatting with her, and I can't even get in touch. By the way, Comrade Zhou, what do you think of Xiaoping?"

"It's pretty good." My dad thought for a while, "A real child doesn't have that many tricks, and it can be seen that she really likes you, otherwise she wouldn't be so nervous."

Zhou Wenbin thought to himself that he was nervous because he was afraid of being in trouble, so he didn’t like me.

Emotional intelligence, emotional intelligence, facts once again prove that the system's judgment is not wrong at all!

"If you think it's good, then let me tell my mother and don't arrange a blind date for me. Otherwise, let Xiaoping know, what's going on?"

Dad nodded: "Don't worry, I will tell your mother that I have a girlfriend, so why are you still having sex with me?"

"Yeah, yeah." Zhou Wenbin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. There was no need to go on a blind date. "Dad, please go out and rest. I'll do whatever dish you want to cook."

"Can you guys do it?" My father looked at him with a suspicion. Before Zhou Wenbin went out alone, he could not cook at all. He didn't know how much water to add to cook rice porridge.

Zhou Wenbin patted his chest with confidence: "Of course, let's see if I show you something today!"

"It's really okay?" My dad still didn't believe it.

Zhou Wenbin pushed him out of the kitchen: "Oh, it must be OK, I'll wait for food in a while."

"Lao Zhou, why are you out?"

"Xiaobin said he cooked."

"Is that little brat OK? No, I have to go and have a look!"

"Okay, if Xiaobin wants to do it, let him do it, it should be fine."

A conversation between my mother and dad came from the living room.

Zhou Wenbin thought to himself, don’t believe me, right? You will be shocked later!

More than half an hour later, the food was served.

There were ten dishes in total, and the table was almost full.

"Oh, this is really made by a stinky brat? It looks good!" My mother was very surprised.

My dad didn't expect that Zhou Wenbin was so skilled. To be honest, he couldn't do it like this even if he asked him to do it.

But the most surprising thing was Sun Xiaoping. About three months ago, she went to Zhou Wenbin's house to help Zhou Wenbin clean. After cleaning, Zhou Wenbin didn't know what he was smoking that day, so he insisted on cooking for her. As a result, the other two dishes were not eaten except for cold tomatoes.

I didn’t know how to cook three months ago, but now I’m doing it so well. Brother Zhou is too talented in cooking, right?

Zhou Wenbin has no talent, he is obviously cheating!

"Come on, let's try my skills." After washing my hands in the bathroom, Zhou Wenbin came to the dining table and pulled up the chair and sat down, saying to his parents and Sun Xiaoping.

"Well, this braised hairtail is well made, and I have three points of my ability." My mother said lies with her eyes open. Her cooking skills can only be described in one word. My father usually cooks at home.

My dad became much more kind: "Well, Xiaobin's dishes are really good, much better than me."

"It's delicious, Brother Zhou, you have such a good cooking skills." Sun Xiaoping naturally would not be stingy with the praise of Zhou Wenbin.

As she was eating, my mother suddenly asked Zhou Wenbin: "When will you and Xiaoping get married?"

Getting...married?!

Zhou Wenbin almost fell off the chopsticks in his hand. Sun Xiaoping just pretended to be his girlfriend, but she was not his real girlfriend. I was in trouble. He thought that all the problems would be solved by bringing Sun Xiaoping to his house. Now it seems that he was thinking too simple!

"Speak, you are twenty-five now. Are you still planning to get married until you are thirty?" My mother looked at him dissatisfied.

Zhou Wenbin sucked his teeth straight, what did he say?

Seeing that he didn't say anything, my mother turned to ask Sun Xiaoping: "Xiaoping, what are you thinking?"

"I... I listen to Brother Zhou." Sun Xiaoping blushed and was so embarrassed. Marrying Brother Zhou was something she didn't dare to imagine in her dreams. But now it seems that Zhou's mother recognized her daughter-in-law?

"Did you hear it?" My mother kicked Zhou Wenbin under the table, "Xiaoping has expressed her willingness to marry you, so you should say something quickly!"

Mom, what did you ask me to say?
Chapter completed!