"I'm rare?" Liu Daishu's eyes widened, "Mom, are you serious?" ”

"Of course." Jiang Aimei nodded again and again, "When did Mom lie to you?" ”

"Then you send someone to the town chief's house to propose marriage, I will be rare Zongbei." Liu Daishu said with a yearning face, "She is as old as me, her father is the mayor of the town, and her father still has money, if you can marry her back, your father and mother will be able to enjoy the blessings, right?" ”

"Son, let's not mention the dreaming thing......" Jiang Aimei looked at her son with a wry smile, "Who are you picking, you are not picking, she is the daughter-in-law that our family can raise?" ”

Liu Daishu interrupted Jiang Aimei anxiously: "Why don't you use our family, her family has money." ”

"Silly son, her family has money, and it's also our daughter-in-law......"

"I'll come to the door!"

Jiang Aimei slapped her son on the back angrily: "You are the only seedling of our old Liu family, how can you run away from someone else's house to be a son-in-law?" Not to mention that it is the daughter of the town mayor, the daughter of the county magistrate ......" paused, and said in a relaxed tone, "The daughter of the county magistrate, you can still think about it, the daughter of the town mayor, forget it." ”

"You don't need the county magistrate's daughter, the town mayor's daughter can do it......" Picking up this sentence, Liu San took two puffs of cigarette and sighed, "It's a pity that the mayor's daughter can't take our turn."

Didn't you two listen to the people in the town, that child has already decided to be married, or the child of the big official family in the capital, how can we compare? You two mothers, just save your worries and think of something reliable. ”

said and glared at his wife again, "If you look better and give birth to a good-looking girl, maybe you can also find a child of a big official, and our son still needs to worry about some mess?"

Look at your uncompetitive belly, giving birth to one girl after another, either ugly or faulty, our family art can't be learned, and you are also dragged down! ”

Jiang Aimei was unhappy: "His father, I don't like to hear you say this, the child is my life?" I'm not good-looking, you can look good, why are you all looking for fault from me? ”

"Look at what Zhao Xinyue looks like, and then fight with me!"

"Look at what Zhao Xinyue's man looks like, and then dislike me!"

"I'm no worse than Zhao Xinyue's man, you give me good clothes, I'm also a big boss!"

"If you want to say that, when I dress up, I'm no worse than Zhao Xinyue, I don't have the ability, so don't rely on my wife, I want to have a face, okay?!"

"Hehe, are you embarrassed to mention the face?"

"Why am I embarrassed to mention it, you are embarrassed to mention it, what am I embarrassed to mention?" Jiang Aimei snorted from her nose as she spoke, "If you want to say shameless, someone can compare to your mother?" ”

"Why is this pulling on my mother again?" Liu San was so angry that he kicked Jiang Aimei's thigh, "I see that you haven't beaten you in the past few days, and your skin is itchy again, right?" ”

“……”

Seeing that his parents were getting more and more noisy, and they began to turn over the old accounts of 800 years ago, Liu Daishu slapped the edge of the kang, jumped his feet in pain and turned around, and then said loudly to his parents: "Why can't I study well, just you grind like this all day long, how can I have the heart to study hard?" Don't keep talking about my brain, Zhu Yinhuan is also your daughter, look at her study, and then dislike my study, okay? ”