Qin Wenju glanced at Han Xinglin, as a person who came over, as a mother, the look of spring love on the girl's face made her heart shake slightly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Xiao Yang will sit with your Uncle Han for a while, girl, go to the kitchen to help me cook!" Qin Wenju smiled and pulled Han Xinglin into the kitchen.

After a while, a low whisper came from the kitchen, although the sound was very small, and it was accompanied by the sound of chopping vegetables and stir-frying, but Yang Ling's current realm could be heard clearly even if he didn't release his divine thoughts.

After only listening to one or two sentences, Yang Ling's face turned red, and he hurriedly sat on the sofa and started chatting with Han Jianming without a word.

Because the Spring Festival is approaching, the dishes of each family are well prepared, and in less than 20 minutes, seven or eight dishes are placed on the table.

Qin Wenju came out with a rice bowl, and Han Xinglin followed behind with a pair of chopsticks, like a little daughter-in-law who had just passed the door, taking small steps, burying her head in her chest, and even the roots of her ears were red.

Yang Ling didn't dare to talk much, he took the only girl in other people's families for a day, and a day is half a day, and many times, this kind of guilt can't be sent away with a sentence or two and a little gift.

"Xiao Yang, don't be polite, just treat it like your own home!" Han Jianming smiled and patted him on the shoulder when he saw Yang Ling shrinking his hands, then took out a bottle of fruit wine and opened it and poured two glasses.

"Ah~, okay, okay, you're welcome, you're welcome!" Yang Ling was flattered and hurriedly sat down, Han Xinglin, who was stunned, covered her mouth and laughed, the two secretly glanced at each other, and the girl's face turned even redder.

Qin Wenju couldn't help but sigh in her heart, this girl seems to be determined to get married.

There were suddenly two more people in the room that had been quiet for a long time, and it was also a lot more lively, two or three glasses of fruit wine were down, and Han Jianming's words gradually increased.

"Xiao Yang, how did you think about the things I mentioned to you last year, when will you and Aunt Qin go to meet your parents?"

Qin Wenju also stopped his chopsticks and looked over, Yang Ling hurriedly put down the wine glass and said with a smile: "I have already told my parents, this time I want to take Xinglin home first, and I will bring my parents to give you two New Year's greetings after the New Year!"

Han Jianming thought for a while and nodded: "That's okay, it's not decades ago now, there's not so much red tape, you plan it yourself, you and I will support it, let's make an appointment after the Spring Festival, but Xiao Yang, you have to be prepared, we don't have too much dowry when the girl marries us!"

"He's not rare for your little dowry!" Han Xinglin buried her head in her rice bowl and muttered softly.

"You dead girl!" Qin Wenju patted her daughter on the back of the head angrily and funny, "Do you talk like that? No matter how little it is, it is also a dowry, and it is also the intention of your parents, it is also your private money, a daughter's family, there is no reserve at all!"

Han Jianming was about to criticize his wife, but he was relieved to find that his daughter did not oppose it as before this time.

He used to think that his wife forced his daughter to marry too hard, and the girl was unwilling to go home.

Yang Ling's words put down a stone in everyone's hearts.

The daughter is satisfied, Han Jianming is also very satisfied with Yang Ling, the prospective son-in-law, although Qin Wenju has some opinions about Yang Ling's visit every three or five times, mainly because the three or five times are too far away, for more than half a year, but in fact, he is quite satisfied.

So, a meal is a pleasure.

Because Yang Ling hasn't been here for a long time, Han Xinglin has been worried about Yang Ling's disappearance for the past few months, so he didn't go home much, after the family drank tea and chatted after dinner, Qin Wenju took his daughter into the bedroom to say something between women, Yang Ling also accompanied his father-in-law to play chess for a long time, but because he was originally a stinky chess basket, although he has now reached the spiritual realm, he has never forgotten his superior intelligence, but because he doesn't like to use his brain, he has been abused to death, and he barely pulled back a game until it was dark, which made Han Jianming sigh。

This hairy-footed son-in-law is good at everything, but he is stupid and a little out of class.

Yang Ling didn't leave until after dinner, but Han Xinglin also shouted to go with him, but Qin Wenju didn't stop him.

"Alas, this dead girl is raised for nothing!"

Watching the flying car disappear silently into the night sky, Qin Wenju pinched her husband's waist very depressed.

Han Jianming hugged his wife's waist, slid down without a trace and gently pinched it a few times, smiled at his wife's face that was once as beautiful as his daughter, but now has gone through the traces of time and said, "Why don't we raise another one with a handle?"

"Hello~, you are not serious!" Qin Wenju opened his hand with a red face and went upstairs.

Han Jianming laughed a few times and followed.

……

Yang Ling drove back to Xishanju directly, and then Han Xinglin and Sun Xiaojing went to Yufu Cave to play together.

Not only are the four seasons like spring, there are water and flowers, wild fruits are fragrant, and there is no distinction between day and night at all, which is suitable for the life of the gods who do not need to eat and sleep like ordinary people today.

Yang Ling opened the follower's light curtain and selected Yukiko Oda to enter the communication state on it.

Yukiko Oda soon appeared in the center of the light curtain.

"Master~!" Oda Yukiko was surprised that the master contacted her at this time, and quickly knelt on the ground.

Yang Ling looked at a very simple house behind her, frowned slightly, and said, "Do you still live with your brother now?"

"Yes master!" replied Yukiko Oda respectfully.

"How are things going on with Daoist Xue on your side?"

"Basically, there is no problem, Xue Daochang is also familiar with the use of magic weapons, and the schedule time for the performance has been determined, on the fifteenth day of the first month, the venue is in the Baiyun Temple in the imperial capital. ”

"Well, I won't go when the time comes, you have to pay attention to proportion, especially pay attention to safety, don't make an accident!" Yang Ling nodded and admonished.

"Okay master~!" Yukiko Oda nodded hurriedly.

"The main reason I contacted you this time is to ask about your brother, he is still used to living in China, right?"

"Ah~?" Oda Yukiko was obviously stunned for a moment, her small mouth opened and didn't close for a long time, she didn't know why the master asked her brother about the situation at night, could it be that the master was unhappy that she and her brother had been living together? or......

Oda Yukiko didn't dare to continue thinking about it, her body trembled slightly and lay on the ground, and she didn't dare to look up at Yang Ling's eyes, and said extremely nervously: "Master, Haonan, he ...... He's ...... Very good......" (To be continued.) )