Xu Shian was extremely angry for another day. After eating with Xu Wenbin, he was still angry when he got home. He walked around the living room and vowed to wait until Xu Jin found her boyfriend...

"How about finding you?"

"Just wait and see!"

"Then I'm not looking for you anymore." Xu Jin glanced at him, turned around and said, "Dad, you heard me. If I don't want to find a boyfriend in the future, I'll blame him. He threatened me not to dare to find one."

Xu Shian: "?"

Xu Qing: “??”

Snowflakes were falling outside, and the north wind carried the snowflakes and swirled them past the window.

It was snowing and windy, and it was already night when Jiang He came back. He came in with an air-conditioner, took off his scarf and hat, his face was red from the cold, he jumped up and planned to hit Xu Qing with a super ice palm move on his neck.

Then he remembered that the siblings were at home.

Xu Shi'an was sitting there, holding the remote control in his hand, tilting his head and looking at Jiang He in surprise. He couldn't figure out why Jiang He could jump so far.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang He stood up straight, smoothed his bangs, and turned around to go to the refrigerator as if nothing had happened.

These two guys are so good at eating that it will be troublesome to cook after coming back...

"Mom, you seemed to... jump like that just now?"

"Like a toad, right?" Xu Qing said.

"..."

Then the father and son were beaten.

Xu Shi'an was wronged. It was obviously his father who said it. He was just curious. It had nothing to do with him. He didn't say anything like it.

"Dad, was my mother as irritable as Xu Jin when she was young?" Xu Shi'an asked in a low voice, listening to the sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen.

"Ten of your sisters are not as good as you." Xu Qing rubbed his chest, still remembering that the headbutt made him hurt for several days, and he even suspected that this woman had practiced iron head skills.

The Xu family seems to be a little bit yin-yang-yang-waning, which is not good... He looked at Xu Shi'an, he must have been manipulated by Xiaoxiao.

"Have you ever had any trouble with Xiaoxiao?"

"No."

"To be honest, I don't care about you."

"Then...it seems to be the case." Xu Shi'an said thoughtfully, "Women are all like that."

"Both?" Xu Qing frowned.

"Um?"

"What did you say?"

"Did I say that?" Xu Shi'an was surprised.

The father and son looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you.

"You're right, they're all like that." Xu Qing looked at the kitchen and then at the door of Xu Jin's room.

Xu Jin huddled in the room, brushing precious images of early humans domesticating Xu Qing. The Internet has memories. Twenty years ago, not only were the two of them playing games and advertising, there was also Wang Zijun walking around in a wheelchair, and driving a car.

Tutorials on making flower baskets and fresh cut flowers from the flower shop, and Auntie Gong Ping plays the guzheng really well.

Birds of a feather flock together, and people fall into groups. No wonder these two are familiar with each other. Xu Jin lamented that she even saw Gong Ping and Jiang He trying to attract each other, but she didn't know why they didn't do it later.

From what Xu Qing said, it seemed like a flower shop had opened up and people no longer played games. Sitting all the time was not good for the health. More importantly, after playing for a few years, they got tired of it.

An example of not doing your job properly...

It snowed all night and all day, turning to light snow in the afternoon, coming and going intermittently.

It's rare for a family to go shopping for clothes. It's rare for four people to go shopping together like this. In Xu Shi'an's memory, the last time seemed to be a long time ago, at least before the third year of high school.

In fact, there is nothing to shop for. Not only is my dad a straight man, he always goes straight to the store when buying clothes. He either picks out a suitable size online and places an order, or goes to a physical store to pick out a random item and buys it if he doesn’t want to wait. Even my mom doesn’t.

Likewise, fishing is much more attractive to her than shopping.

And then there is Xu Jin...she prefers to stay at home.

After thinking about it, Xiaoxiao seems to be the only one who likes shopping. In this situation, he suddenly wanted to take Xiaoxiao with him, and the five of them would go out together, like a big gang going into the store and then going out together.

"Xiao Jin looks good in red, Sa." Xu Qing always wanted to dress Xu Jin up as a festive person, red as fire, not easy to mess with at first glance, and with a strong aura.

"My mother wears it too?"

"Wear it! Wear it all!"

Keen on dressing up his wife and daughter, Xu Qing just made do with herself and Xu Shi'an, randomly choosing a plaid one. Xu Shi'an didn't like it, so he changed it to a striped one.

The mother and daughter came out after changing their clothes to try on. They looked mature and beautiful in both styles. They stood in front of the mirror and looked left and right.

"How old am I, and I still wear the same clothes as Xiao Jin..." Jiang He was unwilling on the surface, but was secretly laughing in his heart.

After lowering her head and looking at it for a few times, she spread out her bunted hair and tied it behind her back like Xu Jin, and took a photo with her phone.

There was unconcealable joy in his eyebrows.

Watching your children grow up gives you an indescribable sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.

And Xu Qing...

Looking back, Xu Qing was also smiling. This man was no longer young, as if he had given his years to his son. Xu Shian standing next to him looked like a replica of him when he was young.

"That's it!" Xu Qing decided, took his card from his pocket and prepared to check out.

"Dad, I haven't tried it yet?" Xu Shi'an was confused.

"Hmm? Can't you just make a selection by marking it on your body?"

"..."

"Go and try it on! Get the one size larger." Xu Qing said with a smile. He didn't need to try it on. The two of them were about the same height. As long as the size was larger, he could wear it.

"If I buy the same thing, do I look old-fashioned or do you wear something young and flashy..."

Xu Shi'an took one, took off his coat and put it on, looked in the mirror, decided at a glance, and packed it up.

On the fourth floor of the square, I met Wang Zijun’s family of three, who were choosing glasses. They said they wanted a second child at first, but they didn’t. Wang Yihao was still an only child.

Song Hui is a little fat, and she seems to have always looked like a noble lady. Earrings and rings, these little bits and pieces are not conspicuous, but they can add a sense of temperament to people.

Jiang He didn't even have her ears pierced. Xu Qing suggested that she get one and wear earrings. She could take them off and use them as a dart when necessary. Jiang He despised her. There was no situation in the city where she would need a dart. If that happened,

There's a good chance that the earrings won't work either.

As for the ring, the gold one has always been kept as a treasure, Xu Qing made up a platinum one for her to wear, Mobius style... Jiang He only thought that the name was high-end, she just couldn't understand it, and she liked it very much.

Touching your fingers in a daze in your spare time is also fun.

"Otherwise I wouldn't like to meet you." Wang Zijun looked disgusted and pointed at Xu Qingte.

"We are obviously the same age, but I am wearing a wig, but you two are still where you were ten years ago."

Xu Qing said: "In ten years I will have to call you uncle."

"You really don't deserve to be a human being."

Wang Zijun felt that it was outrageous. Every time he saw Xu Qing's family, he remembered that celebrity visiting his peers in a nursing home.

'How old are you young man?'

'Uncle, I am two years older than you...'

"Are you practicing the Bahuang** Self-respecting Kung Fu? Teach me."

"Fitness is the same. Look at Mouse. Even if he's a little fatter, he's not like you. He quit smoking, threw away his wheelchair, and runs every day."

Xu Qing looked at Wang Zijun and sighed. Not only did Wang Zijun not like meeting him, he also didn't like to meet him. Every time he met Wang Zijun, it was like reminding him that even though he looked young, he was still very old.

"The doctor said so too." Wang Zijun shook his head.

"Then what?"

"What else? Then, wait for death."

"?"

Xu Qing frowned and said, "Give me a copy of the wheelchair design and I will make a model for you to burn and play with, so that you don't have to work on it for so long and never have the chance to enjoy it."

Then Song Hui and Jiang He pinched their waists respectively.

"What nonsense are you talking about during the Chinese New Year? Are you sick? Are you sick?"
Chapter completed!