Chapter 663: Out of favor, but not completely out of favor

After returning to the apartment, Xiao Shiqiu was indeed a good brother who listened to his sister's words - he washed first, then hugged, hugged, hugged...

Just after I exceeded my goal of "hugging," my dad suddenly called me. His tone was a little excited. "Mengmeng, Shiqiu's father and eldest sister are coming to T City tomorrow to discuss your marriage. Shouldn't you come back early?"

I was a little confused. Before, Xiao Shiqiu told me that he was going to get engaged, but I was in a daze and didn't take it seriously. From the moment we went to see the venue, the process was suddenly accelerated to 3 times the speed, and I was chased by the progress bar.

I didn't want to go back alone, so I asked, "Can't Xiao Shiqiu and I come back together?"

My father's tone was a little more doting, and he said with a smile: "How come you don't know the rules, kid? When the in-laws come, you should be at home. How can you come with them?"

I turned to look at Xiao Shiqiu, and he smiled and took the phone from my hand, "Uncle, this is Shiqiu. I will arrange when Mengmeng will go back tomorrow, so you don't have to worry about it."

My father obviously trusted him very much, so when he heard him say that, he didn't say anything more and hung up the phone.

He then seemed to remember something and said to me, "Thanks to my sister's efforts, my dad has contacted your dad and they've arranged to have dinner together tomorrow, and the location is still the Imperial Banquet Hall."

I rolled my eyes at him and said, "I'm always the last one to know if anything happens to me."

He shrugged and said innocently, "But no matter what happened, it didn't stop you from participating. Isn't it good to not have to worry about anything?"

"But why do I feel like I don't have to think about anything when it comes to these big things?" In my family, most important things are decided by my mom. Isn't it a bit bad that I don't have to worry about anything?

But what Xiao Shiqiu said seemed to make sense. "Isn't this good? Not having to use your brain, how is this different from being carefree?"

A simple and beautiful girl like me is easy to coax, and soon I stopped worrying about my sense of participation, because Xiao Shiqiu said that he wanted to "celebrate" the important moment of the meeting between the parents of both sides tomorrow according to our traditional customs.

The next morning, I got up early on a rare day when I didn't have to go to school. In order to get home earlier than his family, Xiao Shiqiu took me back to T City by helicopter. It was not yet nine o'clock when we got home. This expensive means of transportation is very efficient.

When Xiao Shiqiu and I arrived home, my mother was already dressed up. She had her hair in an elegant bun and was wearing a burgundy spring long-sleeved dress. She was sitting at the dining table drinking bird's nest.

My mother, who has always taken good care of her appearance, didn't put on any makeup today. Fortunately, she has good skin and is fair-skinned, so she doesn't look old at all even though she is in her early forties.

When I walked in, my mother looked me up and down, frowned slightly, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Mengmeng, this is your first time meeting your future father-in-law, why don't you put on some makeup? I'm wearing a plain face because I'm pregnant and can't wear makeup. You should at least dress up to show your respect."

I was slightly stunned. My mother never cares about these things for me. What happened today?

A voice of a clapper sounded upstairs, "Sister, brother-in-law, you are here, please sit down, I will pour you some tea." Deng Sisi came down from upstairs happily.

When I saw her, I finally understood why my mother said that suddenly. Deng Sisi was wearing delicate makeup, two French braids, and a bean green Yinmanchun dress. Even I felt that she was pure and lovely. She was really a green tea spirit.

I said indifferently, "No, this is my home. You don't need to be so polite to me. You are so attentive that someone who doesn't know you would think you are the new nanny."

She paused, looking at my mother with a somewhat aggrieved look in her eyes. Seeing that my mother didn't react, she immediately pretended to be fine, with a smile on her lips, pretending to be a lady from a noble family, "Brother-in-law is a guest, so it's only natural for me to pour him a cup of tea."

At that moment, someone punched a code at the door, and the door opened. A middle-aged woman I didn't recognize walked in. She was probably in her early forties, with small eyes, a slightly flat nose, and a few freckles on her face. Her hair was tied in a simple low ponytail, and she was dressed simply but looked quite neat. She was stunned for a moment when she saw me, then glanced at Deng Sisi, then smiled and said, "Are you the eldest lady?"

My mother said, "This is the new aunt in the family. You can call her Aunt He. She is a local and her cooking is more to our taste."

I said hello to her in a friendly way and paid her no more attention.

My dad came in right after Aunt He. When he saw Xiao Shiqiu and me, he smiled brightly and said, "Shiqiu and Mengmeng are here. Aunt He, wash some of the cherries you bought yesterday and bring them over. Mengmeng loves cherries the most."

I smiled and said, "Dad, I also like to eat mango, durian, kiwi and pineapple. Have you bought them at home?"

My dad asked without thinking, "Mrs. He, have you bought the things Mengmeng just mentioned?"

Mrs. He glanced at Deng Sisi again and said, "Second Miss can't eat those things, so I never bought them."

My father had long forgotten that these were the fruits that Deng Sisi couldn't eat, but my mother remembered them. She raised her eyelids and looked at me with a complicated look. To my surprise, she didn't say anything. It seemed that Deng Sisi had really fallen out of favor.

But I still don't feel comfortable calling her Second Miss.

"Did Deng Sisi change her surname to Xia?" I asked, throwing a cherry into my mouth.

My mother finally couldn't help but speak, "Mengmeng, it's okay, it's just a name, don't be so petty."

Well, not completely out of favor yet.

My father sat down on the sofa, his hand unconsciously touching his temples. He had just had his hair blown dry, and it was combed meticulously and shiny, the kind that even an eight-level gale couldn't blow it down.

He chatted with Xiao Shiqiu for a while, seeming a little absent-minded. Finally, he couldn't sit still anymore and said, "Shiqiu, your dad and the others will be here soon, right? Why don't we go to the door to greet them?"

Xiao Shiqiu smiled calmly: "Uncle, you are too polite. No need to go to greet him. The driver will definitely be able to find one."

Men's topics are always so boring, either economics or politics. As expected, money and power are the topics that men care about most. I suspect that if they were not father-in-law and son-in-law, they would talk about women after a while.

I was bored and scrolling through my social media when someone in the homeowners group posted, "Who's having a wedding today? There are six Maybach Zeppelins at the gate. Are there any other wealthy families like this in our neighborhood?"

Another owner replied: [It doesn't look like a wedding. I didn't see any car decorations. I'll go downstairs to see whose house it is.]

I put the phone screen close to Xiao Shiqiu and asked, "Is this your father and sister?"