Cheng Boyan was about to take a step, but was pushed by Xiang Xi behind him, and then stood firm after holding on to the wall. He introduced his father: "This is Xiang Xi."

"Well, Xiangxi, I heard that your grandma told him to go west, so I always thought that she was calling him go west... Come into the house," my dad looked at Xiangxi who was holding two boxes, "Why are you still bringing so many things?"

"It looks like a lot, but it's not much," Xiang Xi smiled, "it's just the big box."

My father opened the door and retreated back into the room. When Cheng Boyan walked over, his mother happened to come out of the kitchen. He called out to his mother: "Mom."

"Hello, Master Xu... Auntie!" Xiang Xi shook his face halfway out of him, "I'm disturbing you."

"No disturbance," my mother smiled, "Come in, I'm cooking, I'll be able to eat in a while."

Xiang Xi followed Cheng Boyan. Cheng Boyan took the box in his hand and put it on the coffee table in the living room.

Xiang Xi swept around the house while changing his shoes. The decorations in the house were very simple, and just like Cheng Boyan, the house here was clean and tidy, spotless. Not to mention dust on the floor, there was not even marks. If the vegetables fell to the ground, he felt that he could lick it directly.

Xiang Xi felt that he was probably mentally ill. When he got into such a very clean and tidy environment, he would be very nervous. He adapted to Cheng Boyan, but after seeing his parents, he became nervous again. After following Cheng Boyan into the house, he stood there and didn't know what to do.

"Xiang Xi, come and sit down," Uncle Cheng pointed at the sofa, "Boyan, you make a cup of tea for Xiang Xi and take the tea that your uncle brought last time... What's wrong with your arms and hands?"

"I want to drink cold and freeze," Cheng Boyan said, taking the cup and walking to the water dispenser. "I want to drink tea and eat Xiangxi, please drink with you. He is an expert."

Xiang Xi looked at Cheng Boyan. This man probably had never deceived anyone because he had grown up. At this moment, he directly activated the method of ignoring Uncle Cheng and did not answer his question.

Uncle Cheng's attention was not successfully diverted, and it was still on them, especially on his hanging arm, Xiang Xi had to play on the bench: "This... we walked on the street a few days ago..."

"I ran into a drunk driving," Cheng Boyan put a glass of water in front of him and continued his script. "I drove a motorcycle to the sidewalk and ran into it, not serious."

"Oh, I've gone to the hospital for a visit?" Uncle Cheng nodded.

"I've seen it," Xiang Xi said with a smile, "He's the one I'm dealing with."

"That's good. Now these people just love drinking," Uncle Cheng said with a smile, "Where can you enjoy drinking tea..."

"This is a gift Xiang Xi brought to you two. Yours is tea," said Cheng Boyan, "Isn't it just right?"

"Oh, then I have to see." Uncle Cheng took the box and shouted to the kitchen: "Madam, Xiang Xi has brought us something."

"Just come, what else can I bring?" Director Xu walked out of the kitchen and smiled: "Xiang Xi doesn't have to be so polite in the future."

"You're not polite," Xiang Xi stood up and handed the scarf box to Director Xu, "Just... I think it's pretty good, quite appropriate."

"Oh," Director Xu opened the box and took out the scarf. "It's very beautiful. Auntie likes it very much. Thank you."

Xiang Xi smiled a little embarrassedly. He knew that Director Xu was very dissatisfied with him, but now he still smiled and said something gentlely to him, which made him feel very grateful.

"The ones that Boyan bought for you are all good-looking," Uncle Cheng said, "Xiang Xi brought me tea, let me see..."

"This is what I asked for from my master," Xiang Xi quickly turned around and explained to him, "It's the tea from the Tea Research Institute, which tastes great. I have drunk it before, but... there is no packaging."

"Packaging is not important, it is good tea. I know this," Uncle Cheng nodded while looking, "We can't buy this, and we don't sell it. Is your master from the Tea Research Institute?"

"Just Lu Zhibin," said Cheng Boyan, "Have you and the boss still went to drink his tea? Lu Zhibin is his master."

"Ah?" Uncle Cheng turned his head as soon as he heard this, "Are you learning tea from Mr. Lu?"

"Yes," Xiang Xi nodded, "but I just learned it not long."

"This child is not simple," Uncle Cheng told Director Xu, "Lu Zhibin has confiscated his new apprentice for two years."

Director Xu smiled and said, "Then you two have a tea. I have another vegetable and it will start to cook. Xiangxi, sit down."

"Oh." Xiang Xi then sat down with relief.

Cheng Boyan was with Xiang Xi. He listened to his father chatting with Xiang Xi for a while for a while for tea, then stood up and patted Xiang Xi on the shoulder, and said softly: "I'll go to the kitchen to help."

"Well, I'll go too?" Xiang Xi said, "I can help."

"Are you frying the pot? You sit down." Cheng Boyan smiled and entered the kitchen.

My mother was taking a small spoon to measure the oil from the cooking. He went over and pinched my mother's shoulder: "Do you like the scarf?"

"Hey, don't pinch it, the oil is going to spill," my mother poured the oil into the pan. "I like it very much. It's silk when I touch it, it's not cheap, right?"

"It's not cheap," said Cheng Boyan.

"Don't let him spend money like this in the future. Isn't he not going to work now?" My mother said while cooking, "Just bringing gifts is just a matter of meaning."

"I said," Cheng Boyan washed a plate and put it to his mother's hand. "He refused, so he insisted on asking for this."

"I have a watch there," said my mother. "Last month your second aunt came back from Hong Kong and brought it to your father. Your father doesn't wear a watch, and the watch is for children. Let the Xiangxi take it."

"Is this a gift to return? No need," Cheng Boyan whispered, "How about giving it to me, I just want to buy a watch."

"Then you go and buy it," my mother turned her head and looked at him. "This watch is for a gift. I guess he has no savings and buys such expensive things. I am not satisfied with him, but this intention is still necessary. Take it to him when you leave in the evening. Don't embezzle it. That watch is over the age of wearing it."

"...Well," Cheng Boyan served the fried dish, "I'll thank you for him first."

"You'd better deal with all your troubles, and I'll thank you." My mother sighed.

Cheng Boyan took the dishes and put them on the table in the dining room. He saw the father in the living room there holding a cup of tea and telling Xiang Xi about the tea soup. If the boss was there, he would probably not have to eat the food.
Chapter completed!