While Chen Qingrong was having a showdown with Hou Weidong, Zhang Yuanzheng sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and sucked it slowly. Xiaojia, who was full of worries, had cleaned up the living room, and then sat in front of the TV, picked up the remote control and changed the station continuously.

"Don't change it, just look at the NBA, give me the remote control." Zhang Yuanzheng saw the NBA's scene, and then he remembered that there was a Bulls game today. Because Hou Weidong came uninvited, he disrupted the peaceful life at home and even forgot the most exciting game.

According to the temporary division of labor between the two, Chen Qingrong played against Hou Weidong, and Zhang Yuanzheng was responsible for the ideological work of his daughter Xiaojia. As a result, as soon as Jordan's figure appeared, Zhang Yuanzheng was immediately attracted by Jordan's figure. Although he was fifty years old, he had an amazing obsession with the NBA. In every key game, he had to change shifts to watch the game at home. At this time, he watched the game with great interest and threw the responsibility of educating his daughter behind his head.

In the inner room, Chen Qingrong had already expressed her attitude, but Hou Weidong refused to answer positively. She felt a little annoyed and said, "Hou Weidong, I am telling the truth, and I am also good to everyone. Think about it carefully." When she walked out of the living room and saw Zhang Yuanzheng looking at NBA happily, the nameless fire "Teng" rose up.

"Look, look, I will know that I can see it in one day. With NBA, I can just ignore it. You can spend your whole life with NBA."

When Xiaojia saw that her mother's face was wrong, she looked at Hou Weidong who was a little depressed. She knew that things must have collapsed. Tears were like slippery faucets, and they were flowing out unscrupulously along her cheeks.

The living room was originally narrow, and all four people stood in the living room. The already crowded space was filled with more full. The sun was scorching outside the window, and the ground was extremely hot. The hot air kept rising from the ground, forming a stream of hot wind, wandering in front of the buildings.

A hot wind was looking for a way out and rushed out of the balcony, hit Hou Weidong, separated first, then gathered together, and rushed out from the other balcony.

Hou Weidong's back was wet with sweat, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans. He looked at Xiaojia, and even though he felt thousands of flavors in his heart, he could not say a word.

On the TV, NBA was playing fiercely, and the commentator was hoarse, setting off the atmosphere on the scene very warmly. The game was still the last minute, and it was still impossible to determine which team won or lost. Zhang Yuanzheng stared at the TV tightly, so nervous that his palms were sweating. Chen Qingrong held her arms, and saw that her husband did not listen to the hello and was still immersed in the ball game. Her anger was finally unstoppable and she was thriving in her heart. She also took Zhang Yuanzheng's face and reached out to take the remote control board and turned off the TV neatly.

Zhang Yuanzheng was in high spirits, but the TV was turned off. He felt as if a hundred cats were being caught. However, seeing his wife's bad expression and thinking about the big problem at home, he didn't dare to say much, so he took a cigarette angrily and prepared to smoke it on the balcony. Chen Qingrong said coldly, "You, go there." Zhang Yuanzheng was like Sun Wukong's imposing a fixed method, standing next to the sofa without moving.

Xiaojia knew that her mother Chen Qingrong had a hot temper. Seeing that she was so thrilling to her father, her heart beat hard. She was worried that if she said carelessly, she would annoy her mother, Hou Weidong would be kicked out of the house.

Hou Weidong was in a complicated mood at this time. He cursed in his heart: "A person dies and is afraid of a dick." He took a deep breath, looked directly at Chen Qingrong with his eyes, and said, "Aunt Chen, I have a few words to say." Through short contact, Hou Weidong has confirmed Xiaojia's statement that Xiaojia's mother is the section chief, Xiaojia's father is the deputy section chief, and Xiaojia is just a clerk. Therefore, when he spoke, he looked at Xiaojia's mother with all his attention.

After saying that, the section chief, deputy section chief and clerk all focused their attention on Hou Weidong, as if he was from the Giant Panda Nature Reserve.

"Aunt Chen, Uncle Zhang, although you don't agree with me and Xiaojia continuing to date, I don't blame you, because you are wholeheartedly doing Xiaojia, I can understand this."

Xiaojia's face suddenly changed, and her legs became weak. She almost sat on the ground. She supported the sofa with her hands and listened to Hou Weidong's final statement with a pale face. Just like a cross-department speech three years ago, she watched a strong boy in the political and legal system make the final statement. It was the wonderful final statement, the shadow of Hou Weidong. This time, I don't know if the final statement could impress the two parents and show a miracle of turning the tide. Xiaojia's heart was completely endless.

At this time, Hou Weidong's thinking became particularly clear-headed. He continued: "Xiaojia and I have a good relationship. Even if my aunt and uncle firmly oppose it, I will not give up. With the joint efforts of Xiaojia and I, we will definitely have a good future. Please believe this."

Xiaojia took a tissue from the table and wiped off the tears and the snot that was about to flow out.

Chen Qingrong didn't let it go easily, and said softly: "I believe you have a good future in development, but the gap between Yiyang and Shazhou cannot be compensated by one person. We are experienced people, and it is very realistic to see the problem. Please understand this."

Hou Weidong understood that this kind of dispute could not solve the problem. He straightened his chest and said, "I'll say goodbye to you today." Xiaojia didn't expect that things would turn out like this. She didn't care about her parents being by her side, and she held Hou Weidong's arm and couldn't say a word.

Seeing her daughter's appearance, Chen Qingrong softened her heart, but soon became as tough as before. She said to Zhang Yuanzheng: "You accompany you to the station and sell a ticket."

Hou Weidong shook his head politely and said, "Thank you aunt, no need." At this time, Xiaojia's stubborn temper came up, and she raised her head and said, "I want to go with Hou Weidong."

Zhang Yuanzheng stared at the side and said, "If you dare to leave, you will not be allowed to come back if you leave."

Hou Weidong was very calm, and he said, "Auntie, I'll say a few words to Xiaojia, okay?" Chen Qingrong deliberately coldly and nodded and said, "You go to the inner room to talk." When Hou Weidong and Xiaojia walked to the inner room, Zhang Yuanzheng whispered, "This young man looks pretty good." Chen Qingrong glanced at the inner room and saw that the two of them closed the door, and said, "He is more mature than Xiaojia and his family is also good. If he works in Shazhou, I will definitely not object, and I will also raise my hands to agree."

Zhang Yuanzheng couldn't help but smoke the cigarette. Chen Qingrong sat on the sofa and said, "You should smoke less, cough every day." Seeing that his wife was so opposed, Zhang Yuanzheng sucked hard. Chen Qingrong frowned and said, "Xiaojia looked gentle on the surface, but she was stubborn and couldn't even pull back ten cows. I'm afraid she won't break up easily. In the past few days, we must keep Xiaojia tighter so that she won't behave too aggressively. Also, don't say anything aggressive, so that the young people will be reckless."

Zhang Yuanzheng is an engineer in the factory. He deals with machines every day. His familiarity with machines is much higher than his understanding of human nature. He is not very responsible at home. He doesn't care about it. He doesn't care about it. He doesn't care about it. He doesn't allow them to come and go. If he is so far away, he will naturally fade in a few days."

Relying on the sofa, Chen Qingrong's tough attitude finally relaxed and said, "I'm afraid not, Hou Weidong has a little personality and Xiaojia is also stubborn. I don't know how much effort it will take to get them completely disconnected. Old man, this time you should not be the boss, do more Xiaojia's job."

When the two entered the inner room, Hou Weidong hugged Xiaojia tightly. The door was not closed, but being held back by the two with their bodies was equivalent to being tied up. Hou Weidong kissed Xiaojia frantically and hugged Xiaojia hard. Xiaojia also responded positively. The two of them depended on each other and insisted on entangling Mian. Moreover, because Xiaojia's parents were outside the door, Hou Weidong was about to return to Yang, and this entangling Mian was particularly exciting.

After a while, Hou Weidong wiped his mouth with his arm, and his mouth was filled with Xiaojia's saliva smell, which was a taste that he loved and loved very much.

"Just live at home, I'll tell them." Xiaojia's eyes were hopeful. "Forget it, your mother has issued an order to expel guests. No matter how thick I am, I feel embarrassed to stay here." Seeing that Xiaojia looked resentful and felt a little tingling in her heart, Hou Weidong comforted her: "We both have to hold on. Difficulties are temporary, and there will always be bread." Xiaojia raised her head, looked at Hou Weidong's expression with a little firmness, and said, "I'll go to Yiyang with you." Hou Weidong hugged Xiaojia vigorously and said, "You can't follow me. If you follow me, the relationship will be completely frozen, and there will be no way out. Now let everyone down first, and then make a long-term plan."

Hou Weidong kissed Xiaojia hard and let go of his hands. Xiaojia whispered, "Hold me for a while." Xiaojia looked a little strange, and there was a look of giving up in her eyes, and she said in Hou Weidong's ear: "You swear, no matter what the situation is, you are not allowed to leave me."

"I swear we will always be together."

A hint of spirit flashed in Xiaojia's eyes, and she said, "I want you to never forget me. She knelt down slowly and zipped Hou Weidong's pants with one hand. Hou Weidong was surprised and said, "Xiaojia, what are you doing? I want you never forget me." Xiaojia's hand had already penetrated from the zipper.
Chapter completed!