Rekindle 2003

Chapter 365: The matchmaker is getting married!

Do you know the good guys and the bad guys?
Not deceived?

Zeng Huixian's words made Qing Yun feel disgusted.

You might as well just click my name.

Zeng Huixian's attitude was obviously polarizing. She looked at Tang Qianying like a loving mother, but her eyes towards Qing Yun were cold.

Emperor Yun curled his lips quietly in his heart and could only not care about this old lady.

People still need to know what is good and what is bad.

Others really loved Tang Qianying.

"Mama Zeng!" Tang Qianying said coquettishly for thousands of times.

Priscilla Tseng patted her little hand helplessly, "Okay, okay! Stop talking!"

That's what he said, but he still didn't take Qing Yun seriously.

Qing Yun was also speechless.

Well, the old gentleman has the status of an old gentleman. If you treat her well, I will just tolerate it.

As a result, Emperor Yun held the ceremony even more respectfully, with a naive smile and an expression of resignation on his face.

After sitting for a while, Tang Qianying quickly pulled Qing Yun and said goodbye.

If she stayed there, she was afraid that Qing Yun would feel uncomfortable.

Zeng Huixian didn't stay either. After sending them to the door, she stopped Qing Yun and threw a red envelope into his arms with a look of disgust.

After saying "If you don't treat Qianying well, I won't be done with you!", Mrs. Zeng slammed the door.

Qingyun held the red envelope and couldn't laugh or cry.

The red envelope was quite thick, and it was obvious that there was a steel drill inside. He knew what it meant.

Tang Qianying took the red envelope, opened it and looked at it, her eyes were red.

Choose one in a thousand.

After kicking Qing Yun beside him, Master Qianying's nose twitched, "Qianli picked a scumbag!"

……

Dad Tang’s craftsmanship is, to be honest, pretty good.

Anyone with less hard ears would not be able to meet the standard of a Xishu man with 20 years of cooking skills.

Weng's son-in-law, mother and daughter sat opposite each other.

After opening Maotai, Tang Jianzheng handed the bottle directly to Qing Yun.

Qing Yun quickly took it with both hands and filled it up for him first.

Before he could pour it for himself, Tang Jianzheng picked up his chopsticks and said, "Eat it as you go, eat it as you go, that's how my cooking is. It's harder than the Qin family's rice!"

Qing Yun held the wine bottle with a constipated look on her face. If she poured it, it would be wrong. If she didn't, it would be wrong.

"dad!"

Faced with the angry frown of Tang's leaky little cotton-padded jacket, Tang Jianzheng rolled his eyes and smiled playfully at Qing Yunpi, "You just mentioned two bottles of Moutai, and you want to take my daughter away?"

Qing Yun blinked, and he seemed to understand, and asked tentatively, "Shall I have two items delivered to you later?"

Tang Qianying immediately changed direction with an angry look.

WTF!

I'm only worth two pieces of Maotai?
Tang Jianzheng was about to nod when he caught a glimpse of his wife who was obviously about to go berserk, so he stopped talking and said, "Why don't you pour yourself some wine and have a few drinks with me? Why don't you wait for me to pour you some wine?"

Wang Xiuzhen over there rolled her eyes at him and asked Tang Qianying to pour coconut water.

With four cups raised in the air, Tang Jianzheng opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, and glared at Qing Yun again.

When Wang Xiuzhen saw this, she immediately became furious, "This is the first time for Xiaoqing to come to the door. Who are you going to show your face to? Can you still have a good meal?"

Although she was still a little unhappy with Qing Yun.

However, that stubborn daughter has already made her choice, what else can she do?

Take it apart abruptly?Obviously, this cannot be done.

Therefore, she had no choice but to accept the reality. As a mother, she knew very well that when her son-in-law came to the door, she had to take a high look.

Otherwise, it will be his daughter who suffers.

Tang Jianzheng helplessly raised the cup again, and with his wife and daughter watching eagerly, he said dryly, "First cup, welcome home!"

Tang Qianying touched the cup with a smile and shouted happily, "Cheers!" '

When they raised their heads to drink, Tang Jianzheng and Qing Yun's eyes met in the air. Suddenly Qing Yun caught a glimpse of Tang's father winking at him.

Seeing this, why didn't he understand what was going on?

This father-in-law is indeed engaged in archeology and history. Duanduan has 800 more tricks than 21.

The dishes are home-cooked, braised pig's trotters, cola chicken wings, braised pork, fried chicken, beer duck, not much, but really tough.

However, Qing Yun had a special liking for braised pork, and he attacked this dish with his chopsticks from the first moment.

Wang Xiuzhen, who was opposite, thought of something, and the corners of her mouth turned up unconsciously, telling him to slow down.

Tang Qianying chuckled.

She remembered that during the summer vacation of her second year of high school in Qingjia Village, when Grandpa Qing passed his seventh grade, his seventh uncle specially killed a pig to entertain her parents.

At that time, the braised pork that Tang Jianzheng took the initiative to make made the little brother who had no idea about food and food directly eat up.

Qing Yun smiled sheepishly, "Dad Tang's braised pork is awesome!"

After that, he gave a thumbs up.

Indeed, the braised pork made by Tang Jianzheng is the basic technique to make it fat but not greasy. It has an attractive color and fragrance, is soft and fragrant without being burnt, and is chewy and chewy. This is its unique skill.

Tang Jianzheng was happy and asked him to eat more. There was sour plum soup in the kitchen, so he took a piece of it.

He also likes to eat braised pork, but rarely cooks it at home. The two tigresses, one big and one small, hate this dish the most.

"This second cup, kids, congratulations on getting admitted to the university of your choice."

The one who spoke was Wang Xiuzhen. Qingyun held the wine glass respectfully, clinked it with Tang Qianying and Tang's father and Tang's mother, raised her head and started to drink.

Tang Jianzheng knew that he was a heavy drinker and did not advise him to slow down. When he was in the village, Qing Yun even made him drunk.

After eating a few more dishes with chopsticks and suppressing the smell of alcohol, Tang Jianzheng picked up the wine glass and looked at the pair in front of him with burning eyes.

Qing Yun felt his gaze and realized something.

The program is here.

He quickly put down his chopsticks and picked up his cup, ready to receive the teaching.

Tang Jianzheng took a deep breath, and then said calmly, "I won't say more. I only have two requests about you."

Qing Yun even put down the cup at this time and sat upright.

"First, there will be a child named Tang in the future! Can this be done?"

Tang Jianzheng became angry when he thought of Qin Tianchuan showing off in front of him that his first child would be named Qin.

Qing Yun nodded hurriedly, saying that this should be the case.

It didn't matter, he had a big family and a big business, and many children meant good fortune. As long as Tang Qianying was willing to have children, it didn't matter how many children he had.

At this time, Tang Jianzheng and Wang Xiuzhen turned their attention to their daughter, who was acting obediently.

They knew that it was not Qing Yun who had to say anything about this matter, but the leaky little cotton-padded jacket.

Tang Qianying rolled her eyes, thinking that she was still a baby, so why did she talk about babies.

It's obviously still a few years away! ! !

He wanted to fool around by being coquettish, but he was stabbed by the sharp eyes of the old man and his mother, and he quickly nodded knowingly.

Tang Jianzheng snorted to his daughter, turned to look at Qing Yun, but his expression became serious.

"The second request... the matchmaker is getting married!"

(End of this chapter)