Mother Shen smiled and greeted, "Hurry up and sit down, don't be restrained."

Song Huaiwen had prepared himself mentally before entering the room, but when the moment came, his mind went blank and he didn't know what to say.

He mechanically placed the gift on the table, then sat upright on the edge of the stool, with his hands neatly placed on his legs, his fingers rubbing each other unconsciously. Although he had a polite smile on his face, a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Mother Shen walked to the table beside her, picked up the teapot and began to pour water. She tilted her head slightly, seemingly casually, and looked at Song Huaiwen imperceptibly.

It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. The man's eyes were filled with determination and sincerity, and his gaze followed Qingqing's movements.

Mother Shen pursed her lips slightly, her eyes full of satisfaction.

There is no harm without comparison.

Li Haoxuan is considered outstanding among his peers in the compound. He treats his daughter very well, but he always feels that something is missing, which now seems to be sincerity.

Although he was often with Qingqing, Qingqing was not in his eyes.

Song Huaiwen had long been aware of Shen's mother's power. He sat there and dared not move, his heart was like a turmoil, more nervous than when he was charging into battle on the battlefield.

He really had no experience in dealing with elders, so he looked at Shen Nanqing for help.

Shen Nanqing looked at the usually calm Song Huaiwen who was now on pins and needles. She felt it was novel and interesting. The corners of her mouth could not help but rise, and she smiled and said, "Mom, this is Song Huaiwen."

"Song Huaiwen, this name is good." As she said that, Mother Shen handed the white porcelain cup filled with water to Song Huaiwen, "Come, Xiao Song, drink some water."

Song Huaiwen stood up quickly, with a solemn look on his face, as if what he took was not a cup but a medal of honor.

Seeing this, Mother Shen smiled. She sat down on a nearby stool with a soft look in her eyes: "Xiao Song, where are you from?"

Song Huaiwen held the cup, not daring to drink the water at all, and sat upright: "Auntie, 놖 is from Yandu."

When Shen Nanqing saw her mother began to ask Song Huaiwen about his family situation, she did not interrupt and tried to act as a background board.

Mother Shen has a very good personality. When she smiles, she gives people a very warm feeling, which makes people feel close to her.

The female elders around Song Huaiwen were mostly cheerful and capable. It was his first time to come into contact with such an elder of the opposite sex. He felt very comfortable talking to her, and the tension in his body gradually dissipated.

The more the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she likes him.

This is what Shen's mother did. She even took out her family album and happily introduced it to Song Huaiwen.

Shen Nanqing saw this scene and couldn't help but smile secretly. Her mother was really too honest.

It was obvious that she was the one who was trying to find out about Song Huaiwen's family affairs, but she ended up spilling the beans and revealing all the family secrets.

But seeing her mother's unreserved attitude, I think she approves of him from the bottom of her heart.

Seeing that Shen's mother was about to expose all her dark history photos, Shen Nanqing changed the subject and said, "Mom, where is Dad?"

When Shen's mother mentioned her man, a look of reproach appeared on her face, "You don't know your father yet. He is devoted to work. When there is something going on in the factory, he doesn't even have time to eat lunch and runs away. You always nag him, saying that he is not young anymore and that he should not work so hard and give more opportunities to young people. But he is so good, every time he puts on a smile and turns around to get back to work."

After she finished speaking, a smile unconsciously appeared between her eyebrows. Hidden in her eyes was understanding and doting on her husband. Although she complained, she was actually full of sweetness.

Shen Nanqing was caught off guard and ate a mouthful of food, then smiled and said jokingly: "Dad is really serious. Work is more important than eating with his wife. I will help you educate him next time."

“What are you talking about, girl?” Mother Shen could hear her daughter’s teasing. She glanced at Song Huaiwen, then glared at Shen Nanqing.

After confirming that Father Shen was fine, Ana Shen’s purpose of going home today was achieved. She pretended to go upstairs and then prepared to take Song Huaiwen away.

Mother Shen sent the person to the door, and seemed to have thought of something, and pulled Shen Nanqing aside.

Song Huaiwen knew from his sharp eyes that the mother and daughter were about to talk in private, so he moved a few steps to the side.

Shen's mother: "Xiao Song has good conditions in all aspects, but you have only known each other for a short time, and there are still many things you are not familiar with each other. You can't rush into this relationship, take your time, and don't settle if it's not suitable. Wait until you are sure that you are compatible, and then make a decision."

When Ana Shen heard this, her eyes instantly turned red. She had just seen that her mother liked Song Huaiwen very much, and thought that she would be urged to get married.

I never thought that he would let her do it first and then decide.

As the saying goes, any relationship that is not aimed at marriage is just hooliganism, and this era is even worse.

She remembered a member of the dance troupe whose family urged her to get married. Although the girl was very outstanding, she was worthless in the eyes of her parents.

If it's a man, the girl's parents will say that he is a good person, so just agree to it. Why do you have to choose when? Just be lucky if he marries you!

Now, there is an excellent man in front of her, and her mother is not thinking about holding on to this man, but her daughter deserves the best in the world, and she will never settle for anything less.

If people in the compound knew about this idea, they would definitely criticize me.

Shen Nanqing hugged Shen's mother and buried his head deep in her shoulder. After a while, he murmured with a sob: "Mom, thank you..."

"You kid, why are you saying thank you? You are my mother, so I naturally hope you live a happy life." Mother Shen hugged her back and patted her back gently.

Happy and joyful!

At this moment, Shen Nanqing thought of her parents who divorced and remarried in her previous life and ignored her. Not all parents in the world want their children to be happy.

Only the Shen family who loved her would hope for her well.

Song Huaiwen originally wanted to send Shen Nanqing to the dormitory, but was rejected by Shen Nanqing.

After all, the two of them haven't officially reported their relationship to their superiors, so if someone saw them like this, they would definitely cause gossip.

Shen Nanqing didn't want to become the topic of conversation after dinner, so he wanted to keep a low profile before the report was approved, but Song Huaiwen obviously didn't want to wait, and thought about going back to find the political commissar to handle the matter specially.

It was the political commissar who always urged him to get married, and now it was his turn to contribute.

Today's rehearsal has ended. Song Huaizhi was writing a work diary in the office. When she heard the knock on the door, she answered without even raising her head: "Come in."

Shen Nanqing: "Captain, I'm here to cancel my leave."

When Song Huaizhi heard the familiar voice, the pen in her hand left a heavy mark on the paper. She stopped pointing, looked up, and said in surprise: "Why are you back? Is your father... okay?"

"Today was just a misunderstanding, nothing happened to my father." Shen Nanqing explained with a smile.

Song Huaizhi frowned slightly, "What's going on?"

Being critically ill is no joke.

A trace of disgust flashed in Ana Shen’s eyes, and his tone became a little colder: “A prank by a man.”