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Li Xiuming followed his reputation and walked out of the inner room slowly. He was a clean plaid shirt with a gray knitted vest. Under his gray hair, he had a face full of vicissitudes, but his eyes were hale and hearty. Some of his thin body looked hard, slightly hunched, holding a teapot and a small stove.

Li Xiuming quickly and respectfully said: "good uncle." Go to meet and take the things from father ye.

Father ye hid in the inner room and observed Li Xiuming carefully for a while. The man who was about the age of his daughter was much more stable than his peers. He should be a person of high status with high-end suits and shoes. Thinking of this, father ye frowned impatiently, said seriously, and came out of the inner room.

They are sitting on the sofa. Li Xiuming helps Ye's father set up and cook tea. Ye's father is still serious. Li Xiuming is a little timid. Although he has met countless people and talked about countless projects, this is the first time he is worried.

Li Xiuming crossed his fingers and looked down at the picture on the tea table. He could only hear the sound of water in the teapot in the quiet room.

"You said on the phone, what's your name?" Father ye suddenly opens his mouth.

Li Xiuming quickly replied: "uncle, my name is Li Xiuming."

"Oh? What are the three words? "

"Sternness, practice and virtue."

Father ye did not look at him and nodded gently. When the tea was ready, Li Xiuming reached out to pour the tea. He took the cup carefully. "When were you and my daughter together?"

Li Xiuming was stunned. There was no discussion about it. In case what they said was different, what should they do? When Li Xiuming was nervous, mother Ye's voice came from outside the door: "old man, why are you so serious? I'm afraid of Xiuming."

Mother ye came in from the door, holding the freshly washed strawberries in her hand. She said to Li Xiuming with a smiling face: "come on, Xiuming, have some strawberries. They are planted in the yard. Try them fresh."

Li Ming gave his mother a look of gratitude I took a sip of tea.

At this time, ye leisurely also entered the room, "ready to eat, Haoran?"

"Oh, he made up his lessons today and won't come back to eat." Mother Ye answers, and she nods. Looking at her parents cleaning up the table for dinner, she pulls Li Xiuming into the yard.

"My dad, what did you say?" Ye Youran asked with concern.

"Ask me when I was together."

Ye Youran sighed, "on the dinner table for a while, you have to do my father's wine, or he will be angry. When he asks questions, you have to answer them with the simplest words, the most popular terms that everyone knows, and the rest, just look at me."

At the dinner table, Li Xiuming and ye Youran sit opposite ye Youran's parents. Li Xiuming carefully eats the rice in the bowl, and ye Youran gently brings him vegetables.

Father ye poured two glasses of wine and handed it to Li Xiuming. Li Xiuming put down his chopsticks, took the wine with both hands and respectfully offered it. As soon as he drank it, ye leisurely was stunned and looked at him with concern.

Father ye smiles and drinks a cup. In this way, after more than ten cups, both of them are a little drunk. As soon as ye's father changed his seriousness, he became brother to Li Xiuming and talked with him. Li Xiuming blushed and talked with him with a smile.

Ye Youran is worried. He advises them not to drink any more. Li Xiuming turns around and looks at ye Youran. He gently touches her head and says with a smile: "I'm ok." Ye Youran is a little distressed.

Li Xiuming and ye's father talk about humanities from the perspective of national affairs. Li Xiuming knows everything and has his own opinions, which makes Ye's father's favor doubled. Ye Youran didn't expect that his father, who was always strange, was conquered by the more strange Li Xiuming.

After dinner, mother Ye pulls father ye back to his room to have a rest. Ye leisurely also places Li Xiuming in his room. He drags him to the bed and covers him with a quilt. Ye leisurely sits aside and looks at the man in front of him quietly.

Slightly frowning, lips closed, breathing heavily, cheeks flushed with wine, curled up in the quilt, like a child without a sense of security.

"Dad." Li Xiuming whispered a word. Ye leisurely came over and touched his head to see him fall asleep. He tucked in the quilt and crept out of the room and closed the door gently.