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  "No way, anyway I'm now an unemployed vagabond, sending me back might even get a good review from grandpa." He said with a half-joking tone.

  Tang Miyan was so embarrassed that she didn't know how to respond.

  In Old Master's heart, only Long Ye Jue can satisfy him, and the other grandsons and granddaughters seem to be unable to attract his attention.

  On the surface it seemed so, but Tang Xiangxiang felt that Lao Yezi just didn't like to express his concern for younger generations out loud.

  Who can say for sure about matters of great families?

  Long Yechen loaded all her things into her own car and called a tow truck before getting back on the road with Tang Xiangxiang.

  Although it took a bit of time, he drove better than himself and could arrive home on time.

  Tang Mianmian thought Long Yechen would leave after sending her home, but he said he wanted to go in and visit for a bit.

  This made her flustered, and she was too embarrassed to say that the relationship with her family was still tense, so she could only advise, "Next time, mainly I'll tell my dad and mom that I'm coming back alone, so if something happens, it might not be good."

  Long Yechen's exquisite phoenix eyes looked at her, "Eldest sister-in-law, isn't it that you haven't told your family about the marriage yet?"

  “……”

  Alas, why so clever?

  She didn't respond when she saw him, so Long Ye Chen knew he was right. He could only sigh, "Okay, then I won't go home. I'll find a hotel here to stay and wait for us to return together."

  "Alright." Tang Mianmian let out a sigh of relief and was grateful to him, "I'm really troubled."

  "What's the need for courtesy among family members?" His warm eyes brought a few degrees of warmth to the originally cool weather.

  This also made Tang Miannian have a good impression of him.

  Maybe it's also because he has some similarities with Long Yejie, she smiled and pushed the cart into the alley.

  Unlike big cities, every household in this small town has its own courtyard.

  The courtyard wall is covered with green plants, and even in this cold winter, there are a few strokes of green on the courtyard wall, showing vigorous vitality.

  The yard of the Tang family is the place with the most flowers and grasses.

  She often cooled off under the grape arbor when she was a child and grew up in the fragrance of the full garden.

  As she approached her home's small courtyard, she felt a sense of peace and comfort at returning home, but also tension at the prospect of facing her father's strictness.

  Finally, the gate was knocked open, and from inside came the voice of Chen Qiuhua, "Coming! Coming! Is that Mianmian?"

  As soon as the door opened, Tang Xiangxiang revealed a radiant smile and sweetly called out, "Mom."

  Chen Qiuhua saw her daughter in good condition, and was so excited that her eyes were moist. "You're back! It's raining and cooling down today, isn't it cold on the road? Wearing so little, do you really take care of yourself?"

  The familiar nagging made Tang Mianmian feel particularly close, and she pulled the things in, looking inside while asking, "Where's Dad?"

  "Went to play chess with Old Zhang and them." Chen Qiuhua helped her daughter pull the luggage, "Why did you bring so much luggage?"

  "We bought something for you."

  "It's worth spending money if it can be returned, that's the best gift for us." Chen Qiuhua put things in the small hall, looked at the time, and then picked up the phone to call Tang Dacheng.

  The phone was picked up after a long time, and it seemed that the chess game was intense, being interrupted still left a few points of dissatisfaction.

  "Mei Mei is back, hurry back."

  Tang Dacheng knew that today was the day Tang Mianmian returned, but the knot in his heart still existed, so he said irritably, "Don't bother me with chess, whether she comes back or not."

  Having said that, he hung up the phone.

  Chen Qiuhua held the phone and scolded, "The old man is still quite stubborn, he'll be back within half an hour."

  Tang Mianmian saw the long-lost scene, her heart was moved, snuggled in the sofa with closed eyes, "Mom is getting more and more understanding of Dad's temper."

  "It's been thirty years, can't you understand?" Chen Qiuhua hummed.

  Tang Mianning was a child born to an elderly couple when they were almost forty years old and had been pampered since childhood.

  The old couple gave her all the love and material things they could give.

  Simple and honest teachings made Tang Xianxian almost untouched by worldly things.

  To the extent that he experienced a severe and intense situation, his hands were tied up.

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  As expected by Chen Qiuhua, in less than half an hour, the big gate of the courtyard was pushed open.

  Tang Dacheng walked in with a straight face and his hands behind his back, glanced inside with his eyes, then withdrew his gaze, afraid of being seen. "I'm playing chess with Old Zhang, this is disturbing, no more chess friends, compensate me?"

  "Alright, alright, that little chess skill of yours will be defeated by Old Zhang in just a minute." Chen Qiuhua jeered loudly.

  Tang Dacheng was so angry that he couldn't speak, and just as he was about to retort, Tang Mianmian came out with a joyful smile on her face and affectionately called out to him, "Dad."

  The old man immediately fell face down, let out a cold snort, and didn't respond.

  "Dad, come in quickly, it's going to rain again." Tang Xiangxiang pulled her father with a pouting face.

  "I'll go myself." Táng Dáchéng continued to act haughtily, shaking off Táng Miánmián and walking straight in.

  She stuck out her tongue and smiled at her mother before following closely behind in small steps.

  Chen Qiuhua poured him his favorite tea and put it on the tea table.

  The old man's eyes lit up in an instant, "When did our family have such good tea?"

  "Buy some for Mianmian." Chen Qiuhua knew he was craving something.

  Tang Dacheng's face, which had been beaming with joy just a moment before, suddenly turned stern. "I'm not interested."

  "Isn't it rare?" Chen Qiuhua asked with a smile.

  Tang Dacheng did not respond, but his face clearly showed a displeased expression.

  She smiled slightly, holding the tea and about to go out, muttering in her mouth, "Since you don't cherish it, just pour it away. Anyway, no one drinks it. It's better to feed these flowers and grasses. Who knows, they might even bloom."

  "Come back! This boiling water, if poured onto the flowers and grass, won't it scald them to death?"

  Chen Qiuhua brought it back again, with a playful smile in her eyes, "Alright, afraid of scalding the flowers and grasses, let's give it to them to drink."

  Tang Dacheng didn't refuse this time, although he knew his partner was teasing him. He raised an eyebrow and glanced at Tang Qianqian who was standing upright, "Still know how to come back?"

  "Uh-huh, I know, this is my home, with my dad and mom, of course I'll be back." Tang Xiangxiang hastily apologized.

  Also knew there were parents, then why didn't you think of Dad and Mom when you secretly took the household register at that time?

  She knew this scolding was inevitable, and Tang Xiangxiang humbly accepted it, "Yes, I was wrong, so I came back to apologize."

  "Old man, you're eating and drinking at someone else's expense, and even the tea is bought with their money, so spare a few words." Chen Qiuhua had already started serving the dishes.

  All these are prepared according to Tang Xiangxiang's taste, just waiting for her return.

  Tang Dacheng was blocked by his wife and glared at her with annoyance, "You talk too much."

  "I'm not much, but my daughter is cold and hungry, and she's been sitting in the car for so long. Can I bear to scold her?"

  Tang Mianmian immediately put on a pitiful look when her mother spoke up for her, "I didn't know it was going to get cold today, I didn't bring any clothes, and then it started raining, so I got chilled."

  "Hmm."

  The old man hummed again, but didn't say anything more.

  Tang Mianmian quietly made a "V" sign with her fingers to her mom, then happily jumped onto the dinner table. "Dad, let's eat! There's lotus root and pork rib soup, my favorite!"

  The old man reluctantly followed and sat down.

  Chen Qiuhua added rice for the two, but also clarified a fact, "Actually, Dad doesn't like to eat lotus root. Every time he eats braised pork with lotus root, he doesn't eat the lotus root. He only pretended it was his favorite in order not to waste food."

  Tang Mianmian was hearing this secret for the first time, and she was so moved that she couldn't speak, only choking out a sentence, "Dad, I'm sorry..."

  "Who's crying while eating at home?" The old man didn't like sentimental talk and just brushed it off.

  But Tang Xiangxiang had a lot to say, yet couldn't bring herself to utter a word.

  A meal, each with their own thoughts.

  Chen Qiuhua was thinking, when would her daughter finally speak up.

  But Tang Mi thought to herself, now that she's had a flash marriage, it must be hurtful for her father.

  Tang Dacheng was reflecting on whether he had been too strict with his daughter.

  Because she had to go to work, she only planned to stay at home for one night, after all, there was still Long Ye Chen waiting for her.

  While washing dishes, Chen Qiuhua asked her in a low voice in the kitchen, "When are you going to say it?"

  "I don't know either." Tang Xianxian washed and played, feeling extremely annoyed in her heart.

  I really wish I could be like a bowl and chopsticks, washed clean with clear water.

  After dinner, Tang Dacheng did not go out to meet his chess friends as usual, but stayed and watched TV instead.

  After Tang Siyi and Chen Qiuhua finished their busy work, he said, "Sit down."

  As soon as Tang Mianmian saw her father's expression, she knew it was time for reckoning.

  She sat nervously on one side, and before she could speak, Tang Dacheng spoke up, "Is he okay?"

  He?

  Tang Mianmian looked at her own mother.

  Chen Qiuhua quickly waved her hand, indicating that she hadn't mentioned the one he was talking about yet. In her heart, she understood that the "he" her father referred to was Su Shijie.

  He shook his head.

  Before he even spoke, the old man was furious, "How dare you treat her poorly? You stinky brat, how dare you be bad to my daughter?"

  "Dad, it's not what you think, that... I actually didn't marry him." Tang Xianxian confessed honestly.

  Whether you stick your head out or pull it back, it's still a knife cut.

  Tang Dacheng was taken aback for a moment, his eyebrows furrowed, "What does that mean? Weren't we going to marry him in the first place?"

  "Yes, but...but..." She was anxious to death and spoke stutteringly, "But it's not with him...it's with someone else."

  In the end, his voice weakened and he was clearly out of breath.

  Tang Dacheng didn't expect such a twist and slammed his hand on the table, "Speak clearly, what's going on?!"

  "Speak softly, why so loudly?" Chen Qiuhua hastily advised Tang Dacheng, who was in a bad temper.

  Tang Mianmian knelt down in front of Tang Dacheng, sincerely admitting her mistake. "Dad, I know I didn't do well as a daughter, so I'm apologizing. This matter was beyond my imagination at first, and I couldn't accept it either, which is also why I didn't dare to tell you."

  "Who is that person? Do you know him? Are you familiar with him? Is he okay?" The old man asked a string of questions.

  "He's called Long Ye Jue, I just got to know him recently, but he's been very good to me."

  "Got married as soon as you met? Tang Mianning, have your wings hardened?" This time, Tang Dacheng was really furious.

  Tang Mianmian knew it would end like this, shrinking her neck and saying in a low voice, "Dad, I know I was wrong."

  "What's the use of knowing now? Where is he?" Tang Da Cheng had a look as if he was going to settle accounts.

  "He's on a business trip and couldn't make it."

  "If he dares to come, I'll beat him to death!"

  Chen Qiuhua saw her daughter's wronged expression and couldn't help but speak up, "What's the point of being so fierce? If they really come, I'll see if you dare to fight! Besides, your daughter is already married, what else do you want to make a fuss about?"

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