Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

Zhang Li was in a complicated mood. She opened the door of the second bedroom with an unhappy look on her face. As a result, she saw her son standing in the middle of the room as if waiting for her to come. When her son saw her open the door, he opened his arms and hugged her. She heard her son say to her in a rare gentle voice:

"Mom, I will always be your son, but I have grown up and I have to move out. But no matter where I go, you are my mother, my family, and my dearest. This will never change."

Zhang Li couldn't help but burst into tears. She took two quick steps over and hugged her son.

Zhang Li has been in a cold war with her son for a while, and they don't talk to each other properly. Now that her son has taken the initiative to make peace, she vented all her grievances and sadness.

Zhou Leng patted the woman's back guiltily and coaxed her in a low voice.

After a while, Zhang Li calmed down. She wiped away her tears a little embarrassedly. After all, she seldom got close to her son after he grew up. Now, she felt a little shy when hugging her son.

Zhou Leng put his arm around his mother's shoulders and whispered, "You're so old, and you're still crying. How shameful."

Zhang Li patted her son's arm gently and said with a heavy nasal voice:

"Okay, go ahead. Bring Shi Ying back for dinner on Saturday or Sunday when you're free. Mom won't make things difficult for you."

Zhou Leng pressed his face against his mother's, then ran away as if he was shy.

Zhang Li said, "You little brat, now you know how to coax people, huh."

Han Chengwen went home and saw his son driving away. He thought the mother and son had quarreled again. He went home with trepidation and saw his wife humming a little tune in the living room. He asked, "What good thing happened today? You look so happy."

Zhang Li replied: "My son moved out and rented with Shi Ying."

Han Chengwen asked doubtfully, "Aren't you against it? Your son has moved out, and you're still humming here?"

Zhang Li looked at her husband with disdain, and said, as if she was the only one sober among the drunken ones:

"What do you know? You can't let your son live out his life alone. The key is that your son didn't look for anyone and just hanged himself on this crooked tree. What else can we do? Parents can't change their minds about their children. Fortunately, Shi Ying's child is missing. It's not that I'm cruel. It's better for me to see it happen."

Han Chengwen asked again: "Didn't your son say which neighborhood he moved to?"

"Why are you asking that? If Shi Ying and he share the house, we can still come to their house. That's fine. Our son will have to move out after getting married. How can two generations with different living habits live together? Okay, let's eat."

Zhang Li is the one who says the harshest words and loses the most sleep.

However, it was still a little awkward for the two people who suddenly rented a house together, but fortunately, they both tried to adapt to each other and got along well.

Two months later, they confirmed their relationship.

A day off.

Zhou Leng invited Shi Ying to a restaurant in the city where the average per capita consumption was 1,000 yuan.

After Shi Ying sat down, she whispered, "You've made a fortune. This place is ridiculously expensive."

Zhou Leng replied:

"That's why I brought you here to try it. It's not like you're eating it all the time. Besides, you can post it on your Moments and location to satisfy your desire to show off."

Shi Ying smiled calmly and said, "Then don't eat after the meal is served. Wait for me to take pictures."

"As ordered."

Life needs a sense of ritual. Eating at the best restaurant together, doing the most embarrassing things, or even experiencing the most embarrassing situations together are all part of the sense of ritual. If the life of two people is as peaceful as three meals a day, it is really not as comfortable as being single.

After meal.

Zhou Lengcai said:

"I started working for a new company last week. I haven't told you yet, but today I want to share this good news with you."

"Since it's good news, let's talk about the company."

Zhou Leng made a proud expression and said, "Weiqu's architecture engineer."

Shi Ying's eyes widened. She worked in human resources, so she naturally knew that Weiqu's architects earned six or seven hundred thousand yuan a year.

Zhou Leng teased, "How do you feel? Did you think you picked up a sesame seed, but when you opened it, you found that it was gold."

Shi Ying now fully understood the other party's bad taste, and she cooperated and said: "You are wrong, you are not a sesame seed, you are a solid golden watermelon."

"As the owner of the golden watermelon, when do you plan to come to my house to meet my parents? When do you plan to bring the golden watermelon home to show your parents?"

Shi Ying mentioned that the other party's parents were very nervous. She was very clear about her future mother-in-law's attitude towards her. She asked nervously: "Baby, Auntie won't hit me, right?"

Zhou sneered and said:

"Silly boy, I have never concealed our relationship. But you may have to put up with her more. After all, she does have a bad temper, but it is impossible for her to hit you. As a future daughter-in-law, you respect my mother because you have good upbringing and it also shows that you love me. Similarly, as my mother, she should respect you. Besides, she doesn't dare to hit you. After all, she knows that you are the best at calling the police."

Shi Ying glared at the man and said, "Just keep talking nonsense. Why didn't I realize you were such a jerk before?"

"What do you know? The death of a man is a youth. Isn't the way for a youth to attract other people's attention to be to bully them? This is a way for me to show my love for you."

Shi Ying rolled her eyes and said:

"You tell me a piece of news, and I'll tell you one too. I changed jobs, and although my income is the same as before, my working environment is much better than before. I'm just afraid that I'll get hit on the face after we get married, after all, everyone knows about the fight between me and my aunt that took us to the police station last time."

Zhou Leng said arrogantly: "Haha, who wants to marry you."

"You have to marry her even if you want to, whether you want to or not."

Shi Ying pouted, but her eyes were full of happiness.

Shi Ying seemed to have forgotten what Han Hao was like in the past. All she could think of was how he was now. He had good aesthetic taste, loved fitness, was motivated, spoke in a measured way without showing off his knowledge, and although he didn't talk much, he never embarrassed anyone. Moreover, he was a little different in front of her than in front of others.

Which girl doesn’t like a handsome guy who acts businesslike in front of others but is gentle and natural to you?

When the two of them left the restaurant, they met Shi Ying's new colleague at the door and introduced themselves to each other.

When the colleague saw the two of them coming out of the restaurant, he secretly looked at Han Hao's outfit and appearance, and said jokingly with envy, "When can we attend Sister Xiaoying's wedding?"

Zhou sneered and responded: "It will probably be soon. I will let Xiaoying notify you when we get things done."

The colleague smiled and said yes, and after a few polite words, they went their separate ways.