I Just Want To Be A Salted Fish Quietly

Standing on the balcony, through the floor-to-ceiling glass, the scenery of the whole community can be seen at a glance.

Looking into the distance, the majestic and majestic Zijin Mountain, rolling up and down, makes people feel refreshed.

Zhuang Fuqiang sighed slightly.

This house is very beautiful and very high-end. Compared with the house in the small town of my hometown, I don't know how much better it is.

These, as a father, Zhuang Fuqiang could not give Zhuang Tong.

A sigh filled his heart.

"Uncle Aunt, come and have some fruit, I just bought this morning."

Nie Qingqing came out of the kitchen with a fruit plate, and greeted her with a smile.

"I'm sorry, Qingqing."

Mother Zhuang sat on the sofa and thanked~ said.

"Crack!"

At this moment, the crisp sound of the door lock sounded, and then - the door was pushed open.

The moment the door was pushed open, Lin Xian couldn't help being taken aback.

There was a middle-aged couple sitting on the sofa, and Zhuang Tong and Nie Qingqing entertained them with fruits.

Not only him, Zhuang Fuqiang and the mistress were also stunned at the moment.

Zhuang Tong was the first to react. She walked quickly to Lin Xian's side and said in a low voice, "Honey, I'm really sorry. My parents came so suddenly that I don't have time to notify you in advance."

Lin Xian hardly came back at noon, so Zhuang Tong planned to inform him in the afternoon.

Unexpectedly, at noon today, Lin Xian came back uncharacteristically.

Lin Xian raised his eyebrows and said softly, "Are these your parents?"

"Well! They don't worry about me, so come and see."

Zhuang Tong nodded, took out his slippers, and whispered.

It turned out to be Zhuang Tong's parents.

Lin Xian could understand their sudden visit.

Poor parents in the world.

Knowing that my daughter has been a mistress for someone else, anyone will come to visit.

If her parents kept ignoring her, then Lin Xian would feel abnormal!

Thinking of this, Lin Xian nodded slightly to Zhuang Tong, and then greeted with a smile: "Hello, Uncle and Aunt!"

Seeing Zhuang Tong's reaction, Zhuang Fuqiang and Zhuang's mother also reacted.

The young man in front of him should be the benefactor who raised Zhuang Tong.

Zhuang's mother smiled and said, "Young master is back."

Their hometown is in the north, and they always call their son-in-law uncle.

As soon as the words fell, Zhuang Fuqiang secretly bumped Zhuang's mother's arm and gave her a look.

Only then did Zhuang's mother realize that she seemed to have said something wrong.

Lin Xian and Zhuang Tong are just a foster relationship, so what's the matter with being called uncle?

Thinking of this, Mother Zhuang's expression was extremely awkward, she didn't know where to put her hands, she didn't know where to sit, she didn't know where to stand, she looked extremely restrained.

Seeing this, Lin Xian smiled and said, "Uncle and Aunt, I am Xiaotong's boyfriend, Lin Xian."

Although both Zhuang Fuqiang and Zhuang's mother knew that they were in a nurturing relationship, they felt very comfortable when they heard him say that.

In addition, Lin Xian has a good temperament and good looks, and with this outfit, the first impression is extremely comfortable.

For a while, Zhuang's mother's favor for him increased greatly.

Zhuang Fuqiang sized up Lin Xian a few times, and finally let go of his high hanging heart.

My daughter really didn't lie to them, the other party is really a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old.

Moreover, this young man needs to have a good appearance, a good temperament, a decent manner of speaking and deeds, and the most important thing is that he is very rich.

Immediately, Zhuang Fuqiang and Zhuang's mother became active.

Both of them are young now, the so-called nurturing relationship, they think it's a bit of a joke.

It looks more like two young people are in love.

Maybe the two will get married in the future?

When the time comes, won't Lin Xian become a real son-in-law?

Thinking of this, Zhuang Fuqiang and Zhuang's mother looked at Lin Xian with a lot of eagerness.

Lin Xian has been very familiar with this look since he went to Zhang Mengyao's house.

This is typical, the mother-in-law looks at the son-in-law.

Zhuang Tong obviously also noticed that there was something wrong with the eyes of his parents, so he couldn't help but turned his head and gave Lin Xian a wry smile.

Lin Xian squeezed her little hand and said with a smile, "Aunt and uncle haven't had lunch yet, right? Then let's go have a meal together!"

"Don't be so troublesome, just eat at home."

Mother Zhuang waved her hands, stood up and said, "You talk, I'll cook."

Zhuang Tong grabbed her, frowned and said: "You sit honestly and toss about after hours of train rides, can your body take it?"

Hearing this, the mother's face was abnormally sallow, and she couldn't help remembering that Zhuang Tong said before that her mother had uremia.

0...ask for flowers,

I just took the high-speed train for five or six hours, and now I have to go out to eat again. Zhuang's mother may not be able to bear such a toss.

Thinking of this, Lin Xian said: "Well, I'll ask the restaurant to make a copy and send it over. Uncles and aunts, I have wronged you for the time being at noon."

"No, no, we can deal with it casually." Zaimu waved her hands again and again.

Lin Xian took out his mobile phone and called the housekeeper Eren.

Instruct him to order a table of meals at the Jiangnan Stove in the hotel and deliver them to his home.

Honestly, this is completely outside the scope of Eren's job.

But even so, the other party still agreed, very simply.

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After making the phone call, seeing Zhuang's mother looking tired, Lin Xian said to Zhuang Tong, "Isn't there a massage chair at home? Why don't you take your aunt to try it?"

"Yes!"

Zhuang Tong patted his head and said in a hurry: "Mom, I bought a massage chair recently, and the effect is very good. I will take you to try it."

After finishing speaking, he took Zhuang's mother to the study.

Seeing this, Nie Qingqing followed into the study

Only Zhuang Fuqiang and Lin Xian were left in the living room. For a while, the atmosphere was a little silent.

Zhuang Fuqiang's personality is relatively dull, and he is usually taciturn, especially Lin Xian's identity makes him feel very embarrassed.

"Does uncle smoke?"

Lin Xian took out a pack of Ninety-Five Supremes from the drawer, opened it and handed over one.

He seldom smokes, but he does not smoke at home.

Cigarettes, although bad, are sometimes necessary for intersection.

It's like this between men, sometimes a glass of wine and a cigarette can start a conversation.

"Thanks!"

Zhuang Fuqiang took the cigarette, took out the lighter and lit it.

Slowly exhaling a smoke ring, he said, "Xiaotong is in Jinling, thank you for taking care of her.

Lin Xian smiled and said, "Xiaotong usually takes care of me."

This is true.

On weekdays, every time he came home, Zhuang Tong would take good care of him.

Since he bought this house, he hasn't worried about it. As for laundry, cleaning and so on, Zhuang Tong has covered everything. .