Ying's mother looked at Ying Feifei's reaction and nodded subconsciously, "yes, Xiaomo said it himself, isn't it..."
Seeing her mother suspicious, Ying Feifei sneered, "is... Is a colleague."
The relationship between the two of them, to be exact, should be more appropriate cohabitation roommate.
Ying Feifei didn't think deeply about the reason why Mo Liangyu lied. He just thought that he was embarrassed to say that he was driven out of the house.
At this time, Ying's mother leans in front of the kitchen table, looking at Ying Feifei's indifferent face, "daughter, since Qi Weize, Xiao Mo is your first boyfriend.
To be honest with mom, have you ever thought about marrying him? I think this little ink is really good. If you have this plan, your father and I will help you get married in a few years, OK? "
Ying Feifei shakes her hand and shakes her head with a spatula. "No, mom, it's not that fast!"
"How fast is that? How old are you? If you drag on, you'll be in your thirties when you give birth. It's very dangerous for old mothers. "
Ying Feifei
How much I want to marry her out!
This is the first time to see Mo Liangyu, even put the baby on the agenda!
"Oh, Ma, don't worry. We'll talk about it later."
In less than half an hour, Ying Feifei cooked a table of dishes. A family of four sat in front of the square table in the living room, and two bottles of Maotai liquor were put on the table.
Ying Fu took the bottle and looked at it. Then he looked at Mo Liangyu with a smack of his tongue. "Little mo, this wine is very expensive. Come back next time, don't buy it!
It's not easy for you young people to earn money outside. Just have a drink in our own house. "
Mo Liangyu rolled up his sleeve, took the wine bottle in Yingfu's hand and opened it skillfully. "Uncle, this wine is not expensive. I asked someone to buy it at a discount. Here, try it! "
When the Baijiu liquor is opened, the air will float with strong fragrance.
Ying Fu took a small wine glass, sniffed it, sipped his lips and drank lightly, "well, good wine, good wine, really fragrant!"
When the father of a working class was a lifetime, he seldom had the opportunity to drink this pure and fragrant baijiu.
Mo Liangyu poured a cup for himself and looked at Ying Fu with a smile on his face.
Ying Feifei and her mother are sitting opposite them. She occasionally intersects with Mo Liangyu's eyes, with a smile in her eyes, as if everything is silent.
For Ying Feifei, it's just an ordinary family dinner.
But for Mo Liangyu, he felt the rare warmth.
Mohist family structure is simple, so Mo Shengjiang controls the family industry, most of the energy is consumed in the work.
Especially after his mother's death, Mo Liangyu often lives and eats alone.
Although there are countless servants at home, there is still a lot less humanity.
Mo Liangyu is holding a wine cup and looks at the family of three opposite.
Ying father and Ying mother are just like the abbreviations of many middle-aged people. Their enthusiasm has never been lost by ordinary life.
Simplicity, kindness and kindness are the qualities that Mo Liangyu feels most about them.
Their faces have been stained with the wrinkles of time, and their manners are full of understanding and tolerance towards the younger generation.
Mo Liangyu watched it for a long time, and some envied the ordinary and warm family life.
He unconsciously pressed his eyelids, and temporarily stopped the Baijiu in his glass without controlling his strength.
Fifty-three degree of Baijiu liquor, strong liquid across the throat, his face is choking red.