Father Yan continued, "In short, Xiao Sang is a very good child. I believe in our Xiao Zheng's vision."
Mother Yan felt very uncomfortable when she heard this. She had never been praised like this by her husband before, so she changed the subject and said, "By the way, Xiao Zheng, how are your future father-in-law and mother-in-law?"
Yan Zheng thought for a moment and said, "So far, I think her family is easy to get along with."
Yan's father disagreed, "You've only met her family a few times, and you think they're easy to get along with. I tell you, no matter how good Xiaosang's parents are to you, they are not your biological parents. After you get married, just treat them as relatives and just be presentable."
"If her parents treat you well, you should be filial to them. If not, just stay at home and live your own life. Just give them some money and gifts during festivals. Let Xiao Sang handle the rest."
"Is that how you educate your son? Once you marry into the Sang family, you'll be a member of the family. How can you not maintain good family relationships? What do you mean by 'just looking good'?" Yan's mother said in a louder voice, "Xiao Zheng, don't just listen to your dad. I've spoiled your dad so much that he doesn't know what a normal man should do after getting married."
"How many women still go home to wash clothes, cook, and take care of their children after work? I've been doing this for ten years. Your father must have been blessed by his ancestors to have met a woman as devoted as me."
As Yan's mother spoke, she began to praise herself, completely ignoring the fact that her son was still there.
Yan's father really wanted to sew his wife's mouth shut for saying such nonsense and inappropriate things in front of his son.
"Just shut up!" Yan's father's face fell. "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll find some thread to sew your mouth shut tomorrow."
Seeing his mother and father arguing, Yan Zheng tried to persuade them, "Okay, stop arguing. It's almost time. If people see us, we'll all be laughed at."
Yan's mother said smugly, "Son, you don't understand this, right? Your dad and I have a thing for fun. Your dad loves arguing with me. Beating is love, scolding is affection. He can't feel good without scolding me!"
Yan Zheng: “…”
"Ignore her. She just got a research grant and is showing off." Yan's father snorted coldly. "After a while, when she finds that the money is not enough, her spirit will return to normal."
Half an hour later, Yan's mother's car followed Sang Tianen's car into Sangjia Village. It was already midsummer, and the dense leaves of the sycamore trees blocked the dazzling sunlight. The sound of cicadas could be heard one after another. The asphalt road in the village was clean and tidy, much like the picturesque countryside where the hero and heroine met in idol dramas.
Perhaps because it was noon and the weather was hot, there were few pedestrians on the road.
As soon as the car stopped, Sang Tianen's parents came to greet them. Seeing that Yan's parents were well-dressed and had an extraordinary demeanor, like intellectuals, Sang Tianen's father smiled with satisfaction and said, "Come in and sit down. It's so hot. Come in."
Father Yan and Mother looked up at the house in front of them. It was a typical farmhouse with an old-fashioned design. The white walls had turned light gray over time. The large iron gate in the yard was rusted and corroded beyond recognition. Father Yan estimated that it had been built for at least ten years.
He looked at the enthusiastic Sang's father and mother again. Although they were younger than him, there were many wrinkles on their faces. They looked much older than him and must have suffered a lot.
He smiled a sociable smile and said, "Hello, in-laws. I'm Yan Zheng's father, and this is Yan Zheng's mother. This is my first visit, and I'm not sure what you'd like, so I brought you a small gift. I hope you like it."
After being reminded by this, Yan's mother, who was still observing her surroundings, remembered that she had brought some gifts and immediately ran to the back of the car.
In fact, according to custom, the man does not need to bring any gifts when he visits the woman's house, but her son insisted on bringing some, so she and her husband had to buy some things on the spur of the moment.
It's true that a grown-up son is no longer under the control of his mother. Even before he gets married, his mind is no longer at home.
Father Sang's eyes lit up when he saw Mother Yan's bags and bags, and he said politely, "Oh, you are so polite, my dear in-laws. What did you bring with you? Come in and sit down!"
As he said this, he invited everyone to go home. Just then, Zuo Danmei rode into the yard on a small electric scooter. Sang Tianen pursed his lips and his face looked a little cold.
After getting off the car, Zuo Danmei walked forward and greeted them with a smile: "Hey, hello, I'm Tianen's aunt, my name is Zuo Danqing!"
"Hello!" Father Yan still had that perfect smile on his face, but his eyes were secretly sizing up the other person.
Completely different from Mr. and Mrs. Sang, the woman in front of him looked wealthy, and her eyes had a cunning and shrewdness that ordinary people didn't have. It was obvious at first glance that she was a smart person.
"Let's go inside. It's too hot outside." Sang Tianen's eyes lightly swept across Yan Zheng's sweat-soaked white shirt, and he said with a slight frown.
Everyone walked into the house, and a cool breeze instantly dispelled the heat. Yan Zheng opened his eyes wide in surprise and looked at the air-conditioning cabinet in the corner. If he remembered correctly, it was not there when he came here before.
He subconsciously looked at Sang Tianen, and as if sensing his gaze, the other party walked to his side and whispered, "I was worried you'd get hot, so I asked my dad to buy it for you."
After saying this, he casually picked up the paper cups on the table and distributed them to everyone.
Yan Zheng curled up the corners of his mouth, pinched his fingers, and sat on the sofa with his parents.
"Come, have some tea, dear in-law." Father Sang enthusiastically handed a cup of tea to Father Yan.
"Thank you!" Yan's father stood up slightly and took it with both hands, but his eyes were looking around. He asked casually, "This house has been built for many years, hasn't it?"
Father Sang paused, then smiled and said, "Yes, we built it when our little En was in junior high school. We originally thought we'd renovate it so he'd have a place to stay when he got married. But soon, we're going to turn this place into a tourist attraction, and all these houses will have to be demolished and rebuilt. So, we decided against it."
Yan's father immediately became interested when he heard this: "Are you going to demolish this place?"
"Yes, they were originally going to demolish our house. With the square footage we have, we could build at least six houses there, but Xiao En refused, saying it was our ancestral home and we wanted to leave it to future generations. The government also hired a professional designer to plan and design it. We saw the renderings, and they're absolutely beautiful, with black tiles and white walls. It's incredibly beautiful."
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