At the door of Meng Wanqiu's house, Jiang Yang was carrying the gift he bought for the two elders.

When Meng Wanqiu was about to knock on the door, Jiang Yang suddenly grabbed Meng Wanqiu's wrist.

"Late autumn, I'm a little nervous." Jiang Yang said.

"Don't worry, my parents won't eat you again, and have you seen it before?" Meng Wanqiu comforted.

"Can that be the same?" Jiang Yang said.

"Oh, don't worry, aren't I still there? Let's go, if I don't go in, my mother should call and urge me." Meng Wanqiu said.

"No, I'm still a little nervous." Jiang Yang's steps seemed to be fixed there, and Meng Wanqiu couldn't move.

"Then you can take a deep breath to calm your tension." Meng Wanqiu said.

Jiang Yang took a deep breath and kept taking a deep breath.

"How is it? Is it better?" Meng Wanqiu asked.

"I feel...I'm even more nervous." Jiang Yang said.

Meng Wanqiu was helpless. Jiang Yang was so nervous that she really had no good idea.

"Late autumn, my legs are a little stiff." Jiang Yang said.

"As for it? I'm opening the door." Meng Wanqiu rolled her eyes.

Before Meng Wanqiu could open the door, the door opened automatically.

"Why are you standing at the door? Come in quickly." Meng's mother opened the door and saw the two people standing at the door at a glance.

"Mom, how did you know we're here?" Meng Wanqiu asked.

"I don't know either, but I guess it's almost this time for you to arrive, so I'm going to open the door and wait. As a result, you will stand here as soon as I open the door." Meng Mu said.

"Hello Jiang Yang, I am an aunt! No, hello aunt, I am Jiang Yang."

Jiang Yang originally wanted to say hello, but he didn't expect that when he was nervous, he would say the words backward. This made Jiang Yang blush. Fortunately, he discovered it in time and quickly changed it.

Although Jiangyang changed quickly, Meng Wanqiu could hear it clearly.

"Xiao Jiang, don't be restrained, come in quickly." Meng's mother said with a smile on her face.

Meng Wanqiu quietly pulled Jiang Yang, and Jiang Yang came to his senses: "Okay aunt."

Walking in, Meng's father was sitting on the sofa and reading the newspaper.

"Dad." Meng Wanqiu shouted.

"Are you back?" Meng's father glanced at him and said lightly.

"Hello uncle." Jiang Yang said hurriedly.

This time he said it very slowly, mainly because he was afraid that he would say it wrong again.

"Yes." Meng's father nodded and his eyes turned to the newspaper.

Meng's mother walked over and grabbed the newspaper with a stern hand. She said angrily: "I'm still reading the newspaper, but Xiao Jiang is here."

"I came here when I came, but I didn't see it." Meng's father said.

Meng's mother wanted to say something, but Meng's father interrupted: "Okay, okay, I can't read the newspaper."

Meng Wanqiu quickly changed the topic and said, "Dad, mom, you see, this is a gift Jiang Yang bought for you."

Meng Wanqiu took the bag from Jiang Yang and said.

Meng's mother said happily: "Whether you come or not, why are you going to bring any gifts? I'm worried."

"No, these gifts are all too late~~" Before Jiang Yang finished speaking, he felt a soft flesh on his waist hurt.

He turned around and saw Meng Wanqiu winking at him frantically.

Jiang Yang suddenly understood and gave Meng Wanqiu a reassuring look.

"What's wrong?" Meng's mother looked at Jiang Yang with some wonder.

"Nothing is nothing, nothing," Jiang Yang said.

"Why did you say just now?" Meng's mother asked.

"Oh, I mean these are all selected by late Qiu, and I am just responsible for paying the money." Jiang Yang said.

Meng's mother glanced at Meng Wanqiu and said nothing.

Meng Wanqiu patted her forehead and it was over! She originally wanted Jiang Yang to stop her from giving her credit, but she didn't expect Jiang Yang to say everything.

Jiang Yang looked back proudly and asked with his eyes: How is it? I did it well? I gave you all the credit!

"It's just a gift and I hope uncles and aunts don't dislike each other." Jiang Yang said.

"How could it be? I like it very much." Meng's mother smiled.

Before Jiang Yang could speak, he felt a pain in his waist again.

"Hiss~" Jiang Yang couldn't help but make a sound.

He turned around and Meng Wanqiu winked at him again.

Jiang Yang gave Meng Wanqiu another reassuring look.

"What's wrong?" Meng's mother asked.

"Nothing. Just like the gift aunt likes it." Jiang Yang said.

Meng Wanqiu nodded with satisfaction, and finally understood it correctly.

"As long as my aunt likes it, I will often give you gifts in the future." Jiang Yang added.

After saying that, he turned around and said with his eyes: How about it? You see, can I say what I said?

You can be a big-headed ghost!

Meng Wanqiu cursed in her heart.

It is simple to choose gifts, but it is difficult to say. You are not the one who often gives gifts. You are the one who spends time and energy to choose gifts!

Meng Wanqiu completely gave up on Jiang Yang, and this guy couldn't understand the meaning of her eyes.

Although it was a bit awkward at the beginning, Meng's mother was very satisfied with Jiang Yang and kept chatting with Jiang Yang.

Later, Meng's father, who was standing beside him, was also brought into the topic.

Meng's father asked Jiang Yang a lot, and Jiang Yang answered one by one. Similar conversations actually happened last year, but the two had different identities at that time. Now Meng's father asked much more details than before.

This is the love of a father, the love for Meng Wanqiu. Meng's father naturally needs to know more clearly about men who take care of his daughter in the future. Because he is afraid that his daughter will be hurt, he is so cautious.

"Okay, aren't you hungry? Let's go for a meal." Meng Wanqiu said.

Meng's father stood up, sorted out his wrinkled clothes, and said, "Then let's go, let's go out for dinner."

In fact, Meng's mother wanted to cook by herself, but considering her current physical condition, Meng's mother gave up this idea. The doctor told her that she should let her have a good rest and not be too tired.

……………………

Jiang Yang didn't stop after dinner and went home. As for staying at Meng Wanqiu's house? That was absolutely impossible.

Not to mention whether Meng Wanqiu agrees or not, even Meng’s father will not agree.

After all, when Meng's father looked at Jiang Yang, he felt like he was looking at a thief.

But this is normal. Who told Jiang Yang to steal the pearl in his hand?

Meng Wanqiu and Meng's mother were whispering in Meng Wanqiu's room. This was a whisper between mother and daughter. Meng's father was tactful and did not come to listen.

"Really? When my father met his grandfather, he was so nervous?" Meng Wanqiu was a little surprised.

If she hadn't heard it from her mother, she wouldn't have imagined that the man who had always been confident and serious would have had such a time.

"No, your father was nervous and speechless at that time. He was a very good person, but he had to break three times in his words that day." Meng Mu smiled.

"Hahaha, my dad must have looked very good at that time." Meng Wanqiu said.

Meng's mother nodded with a smile.
Chapter completed!