Fu Siyu was so happy that she didn't care what she gave, but she liked to say what she said when giving gifts.

He took the gift box from the statement with both hands and said with a smile: "Oh, why are you so polite? Just let Xiaoxi take you home for a simple meal... I will be a family in the future, so don't spend so much."

Look, everyone will soon become a family.

This means that the mother-in-law has expressed her recognition of the person's character and has expressed her acceptance of the statement's arrival.

This is the power of language.

"That's not possible. I work hard to make money in the hope that all my relatives can live a good life. If you don't want to accept it, then what's the point of working hard?" "Shen Shu said righteously, a look that I'll be angry if you don't accept it.

Fu Siyu was stunned for a moment, pointed to Chen Shu and said, "This child... this child... is a solid person."

"Mom, how can he be honest? He has a lot of heart. Don't be deceived by him." Kong Xi revealed his statement next to him.

"It doesn't matter if I was deceived by him, just don't be deceived by him." Fu Siyu handed the gift in his hand to his second aunt beside him, looking at his daughter Kong Xi with a loving look on his face. Find a good man who is instructed and sympathetic and pity for you. This is the expectation of all parents in the world for their daughter.

"I am willing to be deceived by him." Kong Xi said with a crisp voice.

"..." Fu Siyu's smile became bitter, thinking, silly child, I hope your choice is right.

Fu Siyu invited Chen Shuo to come into the house to rest. Chen Shuo looked at the simple and tidy living room and asked, "Where is uncle?"

"He is busy with some things outside and will be back in a while." Fu Siyu said while pouring tea for the statement.

Busy work? Something is wrong?

Chen Shu's heart skipped a beat. On such an important day, my father-in-law ran out to work. Isn't this clearly not to like him? Is he dissatisfied with him in any aspect?

Thinking of this possibility, the statement was like being on pins and needles.

"Auntie, do you need my help if you have anything at home?" Chen Shu looked at Fu Siyu sitting opposite him and asked with a sincere look.

"No." Fu Siyu said with a smile: "I know you are back today, the dishes have been prepared in advance, and it will be done after a while."

"Then I'll drag the floor?" Chen Shu said.

"No. You just dragged it before entering the door. Look, the water hasn't dried yet."

"Is there any broken light bulb at home? Should I change the gas tank?"

"No, no, no. The light bulbs at home are all good, gas tanks... I don't need gas tanks at home, but natural gas is connected."

Chen Shu was anxious and said, "Auntie, do you really need me if you have nothing at home? Think about it carefully."

"Oh, you kid, you are a guest at home, just have a good rest. Don't think about working hard. There is nothing at home that needs you to do."

Chen Shu took off his windbreaker, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "Then I'll go cook. Auntie, please sit here and don't move. I'll try my skills at noon today."

"Sit down." Kong Xi, who had changed into a home clothes, ran downstairs, pressed the statements on the sofa, gave him a look and said, "My mother has been preparing for several days, just to show you a good hand today, and you will also snatch this honor?"

"Don't dare." Chen Shu said with a wry smile.

"Yes, just sit down and let's chat. Where is the statement from?"

"Luocheng people." Chen Shu said out loud.

He knew that the mother-in-law's "three questions about the soul" when her son-in-law came to the door was about to begin.

Who are you? Where are you from? Where are you going?

The future development goals of household registration, work, and are all the essence.

After chatting for a few words, Fu Siyu looked up at the wall clock and said, "Xiaoxi, sit with Chen Shu, mom goes to cook."

"Mom...No, auntie, I'll go to the kitchen to help you."

"No need." Aunt Er's loud voice was shocking. She came over with a plate of washed and cut fruit and said, "You two are sitting, I'll go and help."

Kong Xi glanced at Chen Shuo and said, "I'll take you to visit my room."

"Isn't this good?" said Chen Shu. In broad daylight, he ran to a girl's boudoir to visit... Oh, she is her girlfriend.

Almost forgot.

"I have the final say." Kong Xi said strongly, holding Chen Shu's hand and running upstairs.

Kong Xi's room is on the second floor. When you open the window, you can see the longan tree with lush branches and leaves in the yard. A bed, a cabinet, and then a bookshelves full of books. The bookshelf is filled with books, and the presents can easily draw a music score, with folding marks and beautiful handwriting.

I took out another book "Orphan in the Mist City". Before I could turn the title page, I heard Kong Xi standing next to me happily say, "Ah, do you like this book too? I like it very much. The biggest feeling this book gives me is that no matter how difficult and harsh the environment is, I must keep my heart and be kind. Only in that way can I become a real me, rather than being in the same circle with those hooligan criminals and becoming another darkness in that dark world. However, it is the most difficult to survive that darkness, and it requires people with great perseverance to do it."

Chen Shu said with an embarrassed look, "I haven't read this book yet. Since you like it, I'll go back and have a good look."

"Well, I believe you will like it too."

Chen Shuo was surprised and pointed to the dense books on the bookcase and said, "Have you read all the books on this bookcase?"

"Only I will put the books I have read in the bookcase." Kong Xi said proudly: "I am afraid that I will put the books in the bookcase first, and I will never have the chance to pull them out again. Isn't it true that I have to borrow books and cannot read them?"

"You are more like a Chinese major than me." Chen Shu was ashamed.

"After all, my ideal back then was to become a writer." Kong Xi said embarrassedly with a blushing face: "I have also submitted manuscripts to some magazines, some of which have been used, and most of them have been rejected. Later, I had to give up."

"So that's it." Chen Shu nodded and said, "But the amount of reading is quite amazing."

"Actually, there are not many. I like to read martial arts. After reading Jin Gu Liangwen's books, I have to occupy several grids. Also, I have been learning piano and violin since I was a child, and I don't know how many of those musical score books I bought. There are also journals and magazines. By the way, there are many fashion magazines. After all, I have to see how others dress, and some things are not born to be... "

"It's not easy to be an artist," said the show.

"But, I'm very happy. After all, this is my favorite job." Kong Xi laughed sweetly. "The soil you have cultivated will eventually bear fruit."

"It makes sense." Chen Shu nodded and agreed.

At this moment, the cell phone in Kong Xi's pocket rang.

Kong Xi glanced at the caller ID and said, "The director calls me, I'll answer the phone."

"Go." said the story.

He browsed along the bookshelf casually and saw a row of bookcases with many photo frames placed in the grid. Some of the photos in the photo frames were taken by Kong Xi in recent years. You can see the changes she has gone from youth to maturity. It’s really a girl who has changed a lot, and she looks better and better.

Suddenly, Chen Shu's eyes were attracted by a photo. It was in the corner of the lattice, with a black and white photo clipped inside the yellowed photo frame, which was a single photo of a little girl.

"Fat girl!"—

Kong Xi's phone number was extremely long. After a while, she hung up the phone, stood at the door of the room and said to Chen Shu: "My dad is back, come downstairs to meet him?"

Chen Shuo's mood had calmed down, nodded, and said without changing his face: "Okay."

The moment I met Kong Xi’s father, the statement further confirmed one thing: Kong Xi’s appearance was inherited from his mother.

He has a big face, a big guy, and his belly is slightly irritated. He is wearing a gray jacket and looks like an ordinary old man at first glance. The most important thing is that his hair, which is as dark as if he is wearing a hat, has fallen off a lot. Although it is not bald, it is sparse enough, and most of it is white, and it stands up, looking energetic.

However, he was tall and strong, with a straight back, looking quite majestic. Looking at the statement he was coming down from the upstairs and asked with a hearty voice, he asked, "Are you a statement?"

"It's me." Chen Shu accompanied the smile.

"It's just that." Kong Shengde glanced at his daughter and said out loud.

"Dad..." Kong Xi said coquettishly, dragging his long tail sound.

"Hahaha--" Kong Shengde laughed out loud and said, "But, how bad can the man who can be loved by our stream be? Stand up straight, don't bend down and hunch your back, it will be uncomfortable to look at it."

"Yes, yes." Chen Shu nodded repeatedly and said, "My father often says this at home. He doesn't think others are standing or not."

"Then the relationship is good. Let's have a good drink at noon." Kong Shengde turned around and saw that the food had been set up on the table and said, "Dinner is on. I'll drink the Maotai you brought today at noon."

"Okay, I'll have two drinks with my uncle." Chen Shu said.

"I'll drink two drinks," said Kong Shengde.

"Dad, Chen Shu can't drink." Kong Xi advised from the side, and kept winking at Chen Shu.

"Can't drink?" Kong Shengde glared at Chen Shu and said, "What kind of man can't drink?"

"I can drink." Chen Shu said with his neck stammering, "No matter what, I have to drink two glasses with my uncle at noon today. Drinkers and drinkers, if you have wine and friends, you can drink this wine comfortably and happily. Uncle, don't you?"

"It makes sense. You kid are a person who knows how to drink." Kong Shengde patted Chen Shuo's shoulder intimately. Before he could drink the wine, the relationship has been brought closer.

When Chen Shuo took the huge glass that could hold more than two taels of white wine, he began to complain in his heart. After two cups, he would be the limit of his alcohol tolerance. Moreover, Moutai wine is strong and has a high degree. Can he withstand it?

However, since we have reached this point, we have to sacrifice our life to accompany me.
Chapter completed!