Chapter 850

As soon as father Tang said, mother Tang nodded, and Jiang Chan was helpless: "there are still many such opportunities in the future. Do you have to collect every interview and every program? You have to believe in your daughter's strength."

Mother Tang poked her finger: "just be proud! Come and help me clean the dishes. I've only washed half of them."

The Tang family is happy, and Tang's father and mother are proud. The Song family across the door was covered with dark clouds. Song's mother sat on the side of the sofa with a calm face.

Jiang Chan's interview program is also broadcast on the TV in the living room, which is a channel often watched by the Song family. In particular, this interview program is the heart of song's mother.

Mother song was so happy to see Tang Peijun appear on TV at dinner. Now she gradually wants to open up. Since she can't be her own daughter-in-law, she should be a daughter.

Besides, Junjun didn't have any points with her. He sent her a cervical massage instrument a few days ago. So a meal, song's mother basically stared at the interview program.

Even song's father nodded again and again, "Junjun, the child is promising now. This interview program can be on. Before, it was only those business leaders who could be on it."

He Miaomiao was upset when he saw Jiang Chan in the afternoon. Finally, song Ruizhe comforted her and returned to the Song family. Song's mother was light, polite and alienated from her. He Miaomiao couldn't stand it.

Finally, at dinner time, song's father came back from work, and the Song family was more lively. Who knows, as soon as I turned on the TV, I saw Tang Peijun's interview. He Miaomiao bit his lip. Why is Tang Peijun so haunted?

Especially when hearing song's mother and father praise one by one, he Miaomiao's face seemed to drip water. She was so careful in the Song family that song Ruizhe's parents praised another girl in front of her.

In particular, this girl is still her own rival in love. He Miaomiao's breath is blocked in her heart. She has always been good at superficial Kung Fu. She has a temper and is also angry with song Ruizhe. She won't give face to song's father and mother Shi at this time.

Looking at he Miaomiao's face, song Ruizhe can only make things right: "Mom and Dad, it's time to eat. If you don't eat again, the dishes will be cold."

Father song waved his hand: "you eat your first. This program will not be replayed until tomorrow. I have to work tomorrow. Where do I have time to watch it? I'll finish this section first."

He Miaomiao bowed her head. This is her first time to the Song family. As a result, song's father would rather watch an interview program than have dinner with her? Don't like her?

Mother song occasionally glanced and saw he Miaomiao biting her lips. Mother song was like a mirror in her heart. It was the end of the interview program. She stood up Shi Shi ran: "eat first and watch the program later."

Father song stood up and went to the restaurant: "Xiao He, don't make yourself at home here. Just be your own home."

At dinner, song's father and mother didn't say anything about Tang Peijun, which also relieved song Ruizhe. He really can't stand it. Whoever mentions Tang Peijun is like stepping on he Miaomiao's tail,

A meal he Miaomiao ate was tasteless. Song's father and mother worked hard to find a topic, but he Miaomiao's mind still echoed in Tang Peijun.

Later, song's mother was tired and didn't say anything more. Just motioned song Ruizhe with his eyes. Take care of the girl you brought back.

Song Ruizhe smiled bitterly. This feeling is really bad. The parents' attitude is obvious. They don't object, but they don't agree. And he Miaomiao still resents Tang Peijun's existence.

In Song Ruizhe's opinion, he has nothing to do with Tang Peijun. He still doesn't understand why he Miaomiao cares so much about Tang Peijun.

After dinner, in order to show off, he Miaomiao takes the initiative to wash the dishes in the kitchen, and song Ruizhe accompanies her in the kitchen.

Song's mother poked song's father's finger: "I have a little stomach cramp when I eat this meal. What do you think Ruizhe's vision is? This little he looks like a little white flower, as if everyone bullied her."

Father song glanced at the kitchen. The petite girl stood side by side with her son. He sighed: "it's more euphemistic. Forget it. She won't live with us. It's Ruizhe's own choice."

Song's mother was unconvinced: "my son, who was carefully cultivated at last, finally followed other women?"

Father song smiled bitterly: "what else can we do? Is it difficult to force them to separate? Xiao He hasn't done anything wrong at present, and we don't stand to do so."

"The more I think about it, the more I feel depressed. Can't I be more open and generous? You didn't see her like that. We just watched a Junjun interview program, as if we had done something wrong to her."

Song's mother felt more and more uncomfortable. She tried not to compare he Miaomiao with Tang Peijun. But the truth is here. She can't speak against her conscience. She says he Miaomiao is better than Tang Peijun, right?

Even if she gave song's mother another face, she was embarrassed to say so.

"It's a matter of heaven and earth. It's also a matter of what TV I watch. This is a channel we often watch. Even if Junjun is not my daughter-in-law, am I wrong to pay attention to the news reports of my younger generation?"

Father song patted her hand: "OK, that's a heavy heart. If you can't get along with her, we'll have less contact with her in the future. After all, Ruizhe brought it back, so we have to take care of it."

"I've tried my best to take care of it. What else should I do?" Mother Song turned her eyes and leaned back on the sofa.

"It hasn't come in yet. I can see from this style that I just can't get along with her."

Listening to what love song mother told me, song dad frowned. Since ancient times, she said that she had married a wife and married a virtuous woman. To be honest, song dad did not understand why her son would like to make complaints about such a girl.

He tried to find advantages from he Miaomiao, but he didn't see why after watching for a long time.

"Maybe Ruizhe will like this?" father song sighed. He touched his pocket and wanted to smoke. Later, he put down the idea.

"Don't talk about this. In the future, if she is here, let's talk less about Junjun, so as not to cause any trouble to Junjun."

Mother song murmured, "if you can't get used to our praise of the king, try to make yourself excellent. I can't frankly admit the excellence of others, but give others a face. I'm really enough."

"You should say less. I can see that this little he is particularly hostile to Jun."