As time passed, Qin Zian's car came to a smooth stop in front of a villa, which was Minister Zhang's rural hometown.
Compared to the luxurious villas I've seen before, Minister Zhang's villa appears much more refined.
A simple yet sophisticated three-story villa with its own private courtyard.
The fruit trees in the yard are lush and green, there is a small vegetable garden on the side, and a fish pond not far away.
Qin Zian could even hear the sounds of chickens and ducks.
This is a perfect example of "small but perfectly formed".
Before Qin Zian even got out of the car, he saw a young and beautiful woman run out of the house.
She warmly opened the car door for Qin Zian and said with a smile, "Zian, welcome to our home."
"Thank you, thank you! Old Zhang, is this your daughter?"
Upon hearing Qin Zian's words, the beautiful woman laughed even more heartily.
On the contrary, Minister Zhang's face suddenly darkened.
"What are you thinking about? This is my wife," Minister Zhang awkwardly introduced.
"Oh, it's you, sister-in-law! You look so young, like a girl in her early twenties."
Qin Zi'an chatted with Madam Zhang with a smile, but the happier they were, the uglier Minister Zhang's expression became.
In Minister Zhang's view, his wife was probably a still-attractive beauty in Qin Zi'an's eyes.
To Minister Zhang's surprise, the fire started in the front yard and then spread to the back yard.
All that could be seen was a girl wearing pink cartoon pajamas rushing out of the house.
"Qin Zi'an!!! Wow, I'm finally meeting you in person. Hello, I'm Zhang Yiyi, Old Zhang's daughter."
When faced with the lively and adorable Zhang Yiyi, Qin Zi'an replied with a "hello".
Before the two of them could even start talking, Minister Zhang pulled Qin Zi'an out and led him into the house.
"Let's stop talking outside and go inside."
After Minister Zhang's suggestion, everyone went inside.
However, Zhang Yiyi's excitement lingered, and she continued chatting with Qin Zi'an.
After a brief conversation, Qin Zian gained some understanding of Zhang Yiyi.
The girl was only three years younger than him, but she was about to graduate with a master's degree.
She is beautiful, intelligent, and has a lot to talk about with Qin Zi'an.
Especially when it came to the promotional plans that Qin Zi'an had used before, Zhang Yiyi knew them all by heart.
Zhang Yiyi even stated bluntly that the topic of her graduation thesis was related to his publicity plan.
Therefore, the two chatted and laughed, completely forgetting about Minister Zhang beside them.
On several occasions, Minister Zhang tried to join the group chat, but was kicked out by his own daughter.
It wasn't until Madam Zhang had prepared the food and drinks, and everyone sat down for their late-night snack...
Minister Zhang was then able to squeeze in a few words.
As soon as everyone sat down, Zhang Yiyi immediately set her sights on the poached chicken in the center and put the largest chicken leg into her bowl.
"Qin Zian, try this big chicken leg! It's a free-range chicken raised in our yard, it's never eaten any feed. It was slaughtered this evening, it's very fresh."
It's important to know that chicken legs on the tables of people in Fujian are not something that just anyone can eat.
In the past, when resources were scarce, the chicken legs on the dinner table were always left by the mother-in-law for her son-in-law.
Although the economy is now quite developed and people no longer lack meat.
However, this traditional custom has been passed down. Chicken legs are usually given to the son-in-law first, followed by the honored guests in the family.
Minister Zhang felt a pang in his heart when he saw Zhang Yiyi's actions.
Then, Minister Zhang thought of the text message Zhang Yiyi had just sent him.
"Dad, I do."
You're willing, but I'm not.
Minister Zhang thought indignantly, wishing he could just send Zhang Yiyi back upstairs.
But after all, she was his beloved daughter, and Minister Zhang was still very reluctant to part with her.
Therefore, he could only cough lightly to remind Zhang Yiyi to be mindful of her behavior.
However, even though Minister Zhang was coughing up tuberculosis, Zhang Yiyi's starry eyes hadn't left Qin Zi'an.
"Minister Zhang, what's wrong? Is your throat sore?" Qin Zian asked, puzzled.
Madam Zhang smiled, got up and poured Qin Zian a cup of rice wine: "Zian, don't worry about him. He's just feeling down right now, he'll get used to it after a while."
Mrs. Zhang's words were like a sharp blade, piercing Minister Zhang's heart.
I was supposed to be the pillar of support after being away from home for so long, so how did I become someone who is dispensable?
Mrs. Zhang and Minister Zhang have been married for so many years, so she naturally understands Minister Zhang's little thoughts.
Indeed, Madam Zhang was very satisfied with Qin Zi'an as her son-in-law.
But regardless, this was their first meeting after all...
Zhang Yiyi's eagerness is really a bit inappropriate.
Therefore, Madam Zhang tugged at Zhang Yiyi's sleeve, signaling her to look at her father's expression.
When Zhang Yiyi turned around, she saw her father's ashen face, which was incredibly frightening.
But Zhang Yiyi was not afraid at all and spoke directly.
"My God! Dad, you're so capable! You actually managed to invite Qin Zi'an to our home."
While praising Minister Zhang, Zhang Yiyi raised her wine glass.
"Qin Zian, I just saw your live stream. Your tea-brewing skills are truly amazing. My father, my father-in-law, drinks tea so well... um!"
Before Zhang Yiyi could finish speaking, Minister Zhang picked up a 'pearl dumpling' and stuffed it into her mouth.
Minister Zhang wanted to see what kind of nonsense Zhang Yiyi could spout after he had gagged her.
"Zian, the child is still young and speaks without thinking, don't take it to heart." Minister Zhang raised his wine glass and said cheerfully, "Come on! Try the rice wine your sister-in-law brewed, I guarantee you've never tasted such a fragrant and mellow wine."
After these words, Minister Zhang immediately addressed Qin Zi'an as brothers, intending to completely dispel any wild ideas Zhang Yiyi might have had.
But Zhang Yiyi wasn't one to be trifled with, and she immediately started arguing with her father.
It's quite amusing that this father and daughter put on such a show so late at night.
Qin Zian knew they were joking and didn't take the talk about brothers and sons-in-law to heart.
After all, a man should prioritize his career.
But now, Qin Zian was essentially on the fire, with no room for him to think about it or not.
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