Father Xie wiped away the tears from his eyes, straightened his clothes, and spoke again: "Come back and live here. You can't stay for a few days anyway."

Before Xu Jiaojiao could even say thank you, she felt deeply sad just by looking at the two old people's prayers: "Okay, uncle and aunt, we will go back now."

She was raised by her grandmother and later lived with her parents. Oftentimes, when she saw elderly people, Xu Jiaojiao would always think of her own grandparents.

This empathy made her agree to the request even when she encountered injustice.

"Jiaojiao, thank you. Thank you so much."

Mingzhen excitedly grabbed the girl's hand, not knowing what to say, so she could only thank her.

The heavy stone in Xie Zhi's heart finally fell to the ground. If Jiaojiao didn't want to go back, he would not be able to let it go when he saw his parents like this.

He and Jiaojiao went upstairs to pack their luggage. After getting permission, his mother and father went home, saying that the food at home was ready and they should cook it quickly.

While waiting for the elevator, Xie Zhi could no longer control himself and held the girl's hand tightly. He looked at her with lowered eyebrows, and there was indescribable tenderness in his eyes: "Jiaojiao, thank you, thank you for being willing to tolerate my parents."

Xu Jiaojiao smiled and held his hand. She thought for a moment before speaking, "Uncle and aunt are very good to me. They always sent us things and bought me all kinds of things. Besides, I can't stay for a few days anyway, so it's good for me to go home and live."

After entering the room, the two played their respective roles and watched Xie Zhi diligently put the clothes into the box, as well as the clothes he washed for the girl in the morning. Fortunately, the weather was hot and they were almost dry early.

Xu Jiaojiao finally understood why men like to marry wives. It is really nice to see others diligently packing things for you.

She felt that this experience of traveling through a book was not sad at all, but rather a reward from God.

After Xie Zhi packed up everything, he did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he washed his hands, picked up a fruit knife beside him and started peeling a mango.

The girl opened her eyes wide and asked in confusion: "Aren't you leaving?"

"There's no need to rush for a while. Let's give Jiaojiao a mango before we go."

After saying that, Xie Yi took the fruit knife in his beautiful hands and began to peel the mango carefully. His hands were white and slender, and he was particularly charming in everything he did. Xu Jiaojiao lay on the bed, her chin supported by her hands, and she was fascinated by what she saw.

This feeling did not feel like peeling a mango, but rather like this person was performing a solo concert, and Xu Jiaojiao was his only audience.

The mango's skin was peeled, and Xie Zhi realized that the juice might splash out easily, so he took out the disposable chopsticks that had not been used last night, picked up a piece and motioned for the girl to eat it.

Xu Jiaojiao opened her rosy lips, looking particularly sexy. The mango was brought in, and it was so sweet that she squinted her eyes instantly. She had never thought mangoes were so delicious. The fruits of later generations had no taste at all, but now everything is delicious. People nowadays are simple and honest, without all kinds of hormones.

“So sweet.”

Xu Jiaojiao said softly, then took the chopsticks, picked up a piece of mango from the part that Xie Zhi had peeled, and fed it to him.

Her eyes sparkled, as if filled with stars: "Is it sweet?"

"It's sweet, but not as sweet as you." Xie Zhi said these seductive words without changing his expression, which made Xu Jiaojiao blush. The two of them shared the whole mango, taking bites each, and then left the guesthouse.

Before Xie's father left him the key to the house, so there was no need to wait. The two of them opened the door and went in. As soon as they entered, the whole house was filled with a strong aroma, as if something was being stewed.

Xie Zhi's parents went into the kitchen and started working.

Seeing the two people coming back, she didn't have time to take off her apron. She could only wipe her hands on the apron, and then watched them go upstairs with a smile on her face. The deserted home finally became lively with their return.

After putting the things upstairs, the two came down to help, but Xu Jiaojiao just helped pass the bowls and so on, and she didn't know how to do anything else.

Although girls in later generations grew up in rural areas, they also did not know how to cook. Although their grandparents loved them, they still retained the feudal ideas of the older generation.

She was asked to learn how to do housework all day long, otherwise she would be looked down upon by her husband's family after she got married. But Xu Jiaojiao refused to do that. Instead, she became rebellious and was determined not to learn how to cook.

The Xu Jiaojiao in the book was raised like a treasure since childhood, so there was no way she knew how to cook.

Xie Zhi knew that the girl didn't want to sit on the sofa alone. After all, even Xie's father came to help, so he asked her to serve dishes and hold chopsticks, which was an easy job that didn't dirty her hands.

By the time all the dishes were placed on the table, Xu Jiaojiao became a little overly alert. Why did it seem like there was always someone looking for something to do during dinner, as if they were sick?

"Jiaojiao, I was sorry to you before. I sincerely apologize to you and will never do this again in the future." Mingzhen raised the wine glass in her hand.

The woman is so beautiful that time has been overly kind to her, and she still looks intellectual.

"Auntie, I know. What's past is past." The girl said seriously, accepting the apology.

Mingzhen didn't expect that she would accept it so calmly. The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, forming an overly forced smile.

So the family of four finally had a reunion dinner in this happy atmosphere. No one disturbed or made trouble during the process. It was surprisingly smooth.

Mingzhen thought about what her husband had said from the bottom of his heart last night. If she had completely offended Xu Jiaojiao, she might not let Xie Zhi return to the city in a fit of rage. Xie's father had to lecture her for so many reasons before Mingzhen was willing to bow her head and apologize.

In fact, when it comes down to it, she has always felt that Xu Jiaojiao is not worthy of Xie Zhi, and her current compromise with her husband is still out of exploitation.

Mingzhen looked at Xie Zhiwei in a daze as he was busy picking up food for the girl. Xu Jiaojiao seemed to just take a bite out of courtesy, and he was extremely happy.

Xie Zhi was naturally very happy. Jiaojiao loved beauty very much. She would look in the mirror and measure her dimensions every day when she woke up. She even ran to Murakami's warehouse several times just to measure her weight.

Once there is the slightest change, she will refuse to eat and go hungry. He always feels distressed when seeing this, but the girl is too stubborn.

Since coming to Qingcheng, Jiaojiao's appetite has improved a lot, so Xie Zhi naturally has to feed her as much as he can. In his opinion, the girl is already beautiful enough and does not need anything to show off, let alone harm her health.

Xu Jiaojiao poked the white rice in the bowl with chopsticks, looked at the rice with many holes poked by her, and leaned closer: "I can't eat anymore."

Xie Zhi took her bowl without any surprise and ate the girl's remaining food calmly. This action made Mingzhen opposite him grit her teeth.