Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao arrived at Su Zhou at four o'clock in the afternoon.
The highway was even more congested on the first day of the Lunar New Year than on the twenty-ninth. Although Yancheng and Suzhou were only a hundred kilometers apart, the two people who set out after lunch still had to wait four hours in traffic to reach Suzhou.
Fortunately, the road was smooth after entering the city. At around 4:10, the two arrived at the community where Haiyao lived.
"Honey, I'm a little nervous."
Downstairs, Lin Yao held Fang Xiaole's hand. Even though only her eyes were exposed under the hat and mask, Fang Xiaole could feel her mood at the moment.
This is actually fear or nervousness, probably a kind of homesickness.
After all, Lin Yao and her mother hadn't seen each other for many years.
Fang Xiaole turned around and looked at her helplessly, "This is the first time for me, the future son-in-law, to meet my mother-in-law. If anyone is going to be nervous, shouldn't I be the one to be nervous?"
Phew!
Lin Yao was amused by him and patted him lightly, "You are annoying!"
After the two of them flirted for a while, Lin Yao suddenly felt that she seemed to have calmed down a lot. She smiled at Fang Xiaole, her eyes slightly curved.
"Thank you, husband. Let's go up."
Fang Xiaole nodded and went upstairs carrying seven or eight large and small exquisitely packaged bags in each hand.
These were the gifts he and Lin Yao bought for Haiyao and the little sister.
Originally, Lin Yao wanted to carry it herself, but Fang Xiaole firmly disagreed.
Firstly, there were too many things and they were too heavy. Secondly, what would happen if his future mother-in-law saw that a grown man like him actually let Lin Yao carry things?
According to the address sent by Haiyao, the two came to Room 16 on the fifth floor, which was Haiyao's home.
Lin Yao raised her hand, then put it down again, took off her hat and mask, and adjusted her hair and clothes. She turned to the other party and said happily, "Husband, is this okay for me?"
"Yes, it's very beautiful!" Fang Xiaole nodded.
"Oh, right." Lin Yao was about to knock on the door when she heard Xiao Le ask, "Will my sister think I'm too seductive and hate me?"
"You haven't even put on much makeup, how can you be so alluring?" Fang Xiaole helplessly raised the dozen or so large bags in his hand. "Knock on the door! You're not planning on making me carry them all day, are you?"
"Oh, sorry." Lin Yao stuck out her tongue and finally mustered up the courage to knock on the door.
"Here I come."
The door opened quickly, and a face that looked somewhat like Lin Yao, equally dignified and beautiful, appeared at the door.
The difference is that this face has more vicissitudes and maturity, the facial contours are not as soft as Lin Yao's, and the chin is slightly pointed.
"Mom, I-we're here."
When Lin Yao saw her mother, her eyes suddenly turned red. She opened her mouth but only uttered a few simple words.
"Yaoyao..."
Haiyao's eyes fell on her daughter's face, shoulders, chest, calves... From top to bottom, she looked at her carefully.
Although I often see Lin Yao on TV and have seen her from a distance at the Golden Melody Awards, it is hard to look at my daughter so closely like this.
This is the first time in many years.
"You've grown up, grown up, good, good."
Haiyao's eyes were also a little red, and then she quickly opened the door and said to the two of them:
"Come in, come in quickly."
Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao entered the house, sat down on the sofa in the living room, and said to Haiyao:
"Hello, Auntie. My name is Fang Xiaole, and I'm Lin Yao's boyfriend."
"Yeah, we even talked on the phone. I thought he was a handsome guy when I heard his voice. Sure enough... they're a perfect match, really!"
Haiyao looked around at her daughter and future son-in-law, smiling so hard that even the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, which she had carefully concealed, became deeper and deeper.
"Thank you, Auntie. You are very beautiful too. You must have looked exactly like Lin Yao when you were young."
Fang Xiaole recited the lines he had silently memorized last night.
He was actually a little nervous, so he prepared several versions of the dialogue in advance to deal with various possible situations.
Of course, the current situation is the most ideal.
The future mother-in-law seems quite satisfied with herself.
"Haha, Xiao Fang you are really good at talking. Yaoyao always says you are talented, but she never said you have such a sweet mouth."
Haiyao giggled. Although she was almost fifty years old, she still had some of the naivety of a young girl.
No wonder my father-in-law always misses my mother-in-law.
Fang Xiaole put the pile of things in his hand on the coffee table, "Auntie, these are what Lin Yao and I bought for you. Oh, these are for my sister."
"Okay, I'm glad you're here. Don't buy so many things next time!"
Haiyao stared at her daughter for a while, then stared at Fang Xiaole for a while, with a satisfied smile on her face. As she smiled, a line of tears suddenly flowed from the corners of her eyes.
"Auntie, what's wrong with you?"
"mom?"
Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao were startled and asked quickly with concern.
"Nothing, I'm just so happy."
Haiyao tilted her head and wiped the corner of her eyes:
"Xiao Fang, you may also know that I am not a good mother. I left Yaoyao after she entered junior high school.
Originally, I was not qualified to hear Yaoyao call me mom anymore. I was too selfish.
Fortunately, Yaoyao met you, thank you so much! "
As Haiyao spoke, tears began to flow again.
"Mom... woooo."
Lin Yao couldn't hold it in any longer, tears kept flowing out, and the mother and daughter hugged each other, crying.
Fang Xiaole sat there in a daze, not knowing what to do.
This future mother-in-law is really made of water. She cries as soon as she says she will, without any hesitation.
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