"Hey, you're finally here, Manxing, right? I'm Ji Jialin's dad, you can just call me Uncle Ji."
As Ji's father looked at the graceful Meng Manxing getting out of the car, his smile grew even brighter.
This guy knows how to find a girlfriend, and he looks well-behaved and sensible.
"Hello, Uncle Ji."
When Meng Manxing and others saw Ji's father's appearance, the smiles on their faces froze for a moment, but they quickly concealed them.
She didn't expect that Ji Jialin's father was so tall, strong and fierce.
Ji Jialin is very handsome, with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and a high nose bridge, which is very different from his father Ji who has a tough, square face.
From this we can see how beautiful Ji Jialin's mother must have been to prevent Ji Jialin from growing up ugly.
"Haha, hello, hello."
When Ji's father saw that Meng Manxing still had a gift in her hand, the smile on his face never stopped.
"Uncle Ji, this is the gift I brought you."
Meng Manxing saw that Ji's father noticed it and handed the gift to him.
"Hey! Since you're already here, why do you need any gifts?"
Although he said this, he took the gift very quickly, fearing that Meng Manxing would take it back.
Ji Jialin looked at his father's worthless look, twisted his wrist speechlessly, grabbed Meng Manxing's wrist and led him to the living room.
"Dad, you're not going to talk to us here, are you?"
"No way! I'm just too excited. Go sit in the living room for a while. I'll cook the dishes and we can start eating."
Father Ji watched the person being pulled into the living room, then he reacted and patted his head, then quickly rushed into the kitchen.
“Okay, Uncle Ji, I’m not in a hurry.”
After Meng Manxing sat down on the sofa, she looked at Ji Jialin who was leaning against the sofa playing with his mobile phone and couldn't help but secretly reached out and poked the other's shoulder.
"What's wrong?"
Ji Jialin looked away from his phone and looked at Meng Manxing.
"Aren't you going to help? I thought there was an auntie cooking."
She didn't expect his father to cook specially, which made their lie seem too much.
"I don't like cooking."
Ji Jialin responded lazily when he heard this. Looking at Meng Manxing's worried expression, he quickly guessed everything and simply gave her an orange.
"Don't worry, my dad loves to cook and likes to do it when he has nothing to do."
"All right."
Meng Manxing took the orange and didn't ask any more questions.
Ten minutes later, several delicious dishes were placed on the table, including spicy chicken, braised pork ribs, corn and winter melon soup, and a dish of bok choy.
"The meal is ready, let's eat!"
While Ji's father asked the servant to serve the dishes, he went to the wine cabinet and got a bottle of beer.
Meng Manxing looked at the beer on the table and couldn't help but glance at Ji Jialin.
What is his father going to do?
"Eat your meal in peace. He's in a good mood today and wants to drink some wine. Don't pay attention to him."
Ji Jialin noticed Meng Manxing's eyes and explained calmly.
Father Ji watched the two whispering and was somewhat convinced that they were a real couple, but he still couldn't help asking.
"My daughter, I don't care about food. Just pick up whatever you want to eat. Don't feel uncomfortable at home."
As Ji's father spoke, he poured himself a glass and then poured a glass for his son and Meng Manxing, but the glass on Meng Manxing's table was juice.
Meng Manxing looked at Ji's father who was raising his glass, picked up the juice and clinked it with his.
"Okay uncle, uncle is a great cook, I will definitely eat more."
"Haha~ Eat more, eat more."
Father Ji said this with satisfaction and drank the glass in one gulp.
Ji Jialin, who was standing by, looked at the beer his father poured for him and silently changed it to juice for himself.
You can’t continue drinking. This is a typical case of courting death.
He watched his father's face turn red after drinking a glass of wine, and complained silently.
Although Ji's father wanted to ask how the two of them got together, he held back for the time being as they had just finished their meal.
When he was almost halfway through the meal, he began to ask questions secretly.
"Manxing, how did you and A-Lin meet? How long have you known each other?"
Meng Manxing looked at his father and started asking questions. He finally remembered why he came here. He quickly swallowed the meat in his mouth and explained as they had agreed before.
"Uncle, Jialin and I met at school. I was a freshman, and we've known each other for almost two months."
"I see. How is my son doing in school?"
“****”
Ji's father successfully got himself drunk by drinking and asking questions.
"Manxing, please don't despise my son for being a pretty boy. Although he looks like a pretty boy, he has very high fighting power. I sent him to practice martial arts when he was young. I guarantee that he can protect you."
As Ji's father spoke, he looked at Ji Jialin with a hint of disgust and pride.
When Meng Manxing heard this, she looked at Ji Jialin, who was called a pretty boy, and tried hard to hold back her laughter.
With Ji Jialin's personality and looks, who wouldn't be afraid of offending him if he went out? Only his father thought so.
"I was able to marry his mother back then by being a hero and saving a beautiful woman."
When Ji's father said this, tears welled up in his eyes as he watched Meng Manxing prepare to talk about his love story with Ji Jialin's mother.
"Manxing, let me tell you..."
Seeing that his father was about to start again, Ji Jialin couldn't help but stand up and help the man away.
"Dad, let's go to the room and I'll listen to you."
"Who are you? I want to talk to Manxing, not you."
He glanced at Ji Jialin with disdain, then looked at Meng Manxing and smiled sincerely.
Meng Manxing found it a little funny to watch the uncle performing face-changing in Sichuan Opera.
In the end, Ji's father was unable to tell these stories and was helped back to the room by Ji Jialin.
Ji Jialin looked at his old father who came into the room holding his mother's photo and started crying. He patted his shoulder to comfort him and quickly went downstairs.
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