In the first year of school, I took my counselor home

Chapter 119 Meeting the future father-in-law for the first time

Chapter 119 Meeting the future father-in-law for the first time (two-in-one)

Unlike Sister Pei Pei's apartment building, the family building is located further away.

"Are you tired? Why don't you take a break first?" Song Wanyi turned her head to look at Xu Pingan and asked.

"It's okay, Aunt Song, the book isn't heavy." Xu Ping'an looked at Song Wanyi, without blushing or breathing.

With just a few books, it was difficult to get him to sweat even a little bit. At the very least, he had to hold Sister Pei Pei... He could almost run.

"Okay, there's not much distance left, we're almost there." Song Wanyi looked at Xu Pingan and said.

The young man is in pretty good health.

A few minutes later, the two arrived at the family building, and then took the elevator directly to the fifth floor, which was the same floor as Sister Pei Pei's apartment.

Five is his lucky number.

Opening the door, Song Wanyi walked into the house first, then turned to look at Xu Pingan, who was holding a book behind her, "Put the book at the door first, and Auntie will find some slippers for you."

"No need to look for slippers, Aunt Song, I will go back directly." Xu Ping'an put the book at the entrance and said to Song Wanyi.

"Why are you going back? Come in and have a drink of water, rest for a while before leaving. If you leave, Auntie won't ask you for help next time." Song Wanyi said, taking out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and placing them in front of Xu Pingan, "Slippers It’s new, no one has ever worn it.”

"Then... please trouble Aunt Song." Xu Pingan looked at the slippers on the ground and said.

It would be rude to refuse again.

"It's no trouble, no need to be so polite."

After changing his shoes, Xu Ping'an picked up the book lying on the ground next to him, then looked at Song Wanyi and asked, "Where do you put this book, Aunt Song? I'll bring it to you."

"Just put the book in the study room. Come with me." Song Wanyi said, turning around and walking towards the house.

Xu Pingan walked behind Song Wanyi and looked around the room at the same time.

The house is very big. The living room area alone is almost the same as the size of Sister Pei Pei's small apartment. There are also many rooms, the layout is very good, and the decoration is also very good.

Is the family building so good?

Soon, Song Wanyi stopped in front of a half-open door. From inside, she could vaguely hear the deep voice of a middle-aged man, who seemed to be talking on the phone.

Xu Pingan breathed slightly and felt a little nervous. He should be able to see Sister Pei Pei's father soon, right?
Compared with the gentle and virtuous mother Pei in front of her, who speaks very gently and always has a smile on her face that makes people feel very close to her, Xu Pingan is actually a little afraid of meeting Sister Pei Pei's father.

And isn’t there an old saying, the more a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more pleasing she becomes to her eyes, but compared to the son-in-law, the father-in-law...

This is like a kind of suppression from the blood. After all, he quietly entered someone else's vegetable garden, and then gave someone else's most precious cabbage, uh... It doesn't seem right. He should be now I have just entered someone else's vegetable garden and am trying hard in the direction of Shuiling Cabbage.

But more or less, there must be some guilty conscience.

Xu Pingan could imagine that if he and Sister Pei Pei had a daughter in the future, and then suddenly a brat appeared out of nowhere one day and wanted to do evil to their little cotton-padded jacket...

To die!
Thinking of this, Xu Pingan swallowed with some difficulty, then took a deep breath to calm down his nervous mood.

But no matter what, an ugly daughter-in-law also wants to see her parents-in-law, and the same goes for a handsome son-in-law like him.

At this moment, Song Wanyi gently opened the study door and walked in. Xu Ping'an followed closely, holding a book, and the next second she saw the legendary man.

He is tall and straight, with handsome features and clear lines. The slight wrinkles at the corners of his eyes show his mature charm after years of accumulation.

This future father-in-law seems a bit handsome.

It is estimated that when he was young, he would have been a threat to him now.

At this time, Dad Pei was standing in front of the study window and talking on the phone. After seeing the two people coming in, he glanced this way.

Xu Pingan followed Song Wanyi with a natural look on her face.

Don't panic, the other party doesn't know you are stealing yet, just behave normally.
"Just put the book on the chair next to you. That's my lover. I'll introduce you to him after he finishes his work in a while." Song Wanyi stopped, turned her head and said to Xu Pingan behind her, and at the same time looked at Xu Pingan calmly. One glance.

Although the young man's face looked very normal, she was still keenly aware of the tension hidden under the calm face, and a smile flashed through his eyes.

She thought of the first time Pei's father went to her home to see her parents. He looked completely different from his usual self. He was so nervous that he sweated directly down his temples.

"Okay, Aunt Song." Xu Pingan nodded, and then put the book on the chair next to him.

"Let's go out first. Auntie will give you a glass of water." Song Wanyi looked at Xu Pingan and said, then turned and walked out of the study.

"Okay, thank you Aunt Song." Xu Pingan nodded obediently again, and then followed Wanyi Song and left the study without looking at the legendary man again.

It's not that I'm afraid, I'm just too respectful to look at it.

"You go and sit down on the sofa for a while, and Auntie will make you some tea."

"No Aunt Song, just give me a glass of water. I'll sit down for a while and leave. No need to bother." Xu Ping'an said quickly.

It was just a few books moved. Aunt Song was so kind to him.

"Okay, then you go sit on the sofa for a while, and Auntie will get you a glass of water." Song Wanyi nodded and said.

"Okay, please Aunt Song."

"You're so polite again, I won't do it next time." Song Wanyi said with a slightly dissatisfied tone, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Xu Ping'an looked at Song Wanyi's leaving figure, and then walked towards the sofa beside her.

Aunt Song is really nice and speaks nicely.

It almost made him feel like he was meeting his mother.

Arriving at the sofa, Xu Pingan sat down with an upright and meticulous posture. Then he noticed a photo frame not far away placed next to the TV cabinet.

In the photo frame is a photo of a little girl, four or five years old, wearing a white dress, with a bright smile on her pink and jade face.

Sister Pei Pei was so cute when she was a child. I really wanted to hold her in my arms and cherish her for a while.

His and Sister Pei Pei's daughter should be so cute in the future.

A few minutes later, Song Wanyi walked out of the kitchen carrying a tray. On the tray were a pot of brewed tea and several very exquisite teacups, which made Xu Ping'an feel flattered for a moment.

How could he be so virtuous? He was just an ordinary little classmate, but Aunt Song actually made him a pot of tea.

Seeing this, Xu Ping'an quickly stood up from the sofa, and then walked towards Song Wanyi.

"Let me hold it for you, Aunt Song."

Now that the tea has been brewed, there is no need for him to say any more kind words that are not nutritious.He just needs to keep Aunt Song's kindness to him in his heart, and wait until he is filial to Aunt Song in the future.

"Okay, this is really heavy." Song Wanyi said and handed the tray to Xu Ping'an's hand.

The two came to the sofa. Xu Pingan put the tray on the coffee table, then picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and placed it in front of Song Wanyi, who was already sitting on the sofa.

Song Wanyi looked at Xu Pingan, the more she looked at him, the more she liked him.

How to see how pleasing to the eye.

Then Xu Pingan also poured himself a cup of tea and sat on the sofa.

The aroma of tea was lingering, fresh and pleasant. Although he didn't understand tea, just by smelling it, he knew it must be good tea.

Next, the two of them drank tea and chatted. Xu Pingan gave full play to his eloquence and made Song Wanyi very happy. The smile on his face almost never broke.

As time passed, Xu Pingan drank all the tea in the cup, looked at the time on the clock on the wall, turned to look at Song Wanyi sitting beside him, and said:
"It's getting late, so I'll go back first, Aunt Song."

"Okay, you young people, go ahead and go, Auntie won't keep you here." Song Wanyi nodded and said, not trying to persuade Xu Pingan to have dinner here or anything.

Sometimes it's not good to be too enthusiastic.

"By the way, Ping An, please leave your contact information with Auntie. Auntie will ask you for help in the future if she has anything to do. Just don't think it's troublesome for Auntie."

"No trouble, no trouble. I wish my aunt would ask me for help every day, so that I can go to Teacher Pei to take credit." Xu Pingan looked at Song Wanyi and joked.

After exchanging contact information, Xu Pingan stood up from the sofa, greeted Wanyi Song politely, and walked towards the door of the room.

Seeing this, Song Wanyi also stood up from the sofa, preparing to send her future son-in-law off.

"You just need to sit down, there's no need to send me off, Aunt Song."

"Auntie doesn't want to give it away to you. There happens to be a bag of garbage in the kitchen. Help Auntie take it down when you go down." Song Wanyi looked at Xu Ping'an and said.

Xu Pingan: "..."

"Okay, Aunt Song."

2 minutes later, Song Wanyi walked out of the kitchen and came to the door of the room.

"Yesterday, a friend brought some special peaches from the south to my aunt. My aunt can't eat them here. You can take some back and try them."

Xu Ping'an looked at the bag that Song Wanyi handed over. Wasn't it the garbage that was promised? Why did it turn into a peach? Aunt Song's is too...

Great!

"No, Aunt Song, please keep it for Teacher Pei. I don't like fruit very much." Xu Pingan looked at Song Wanyi and said.

"There are a lot of peaches, including your teacher Pei's. If you don't take them, Auntie won't ask you for help next time."

"Then...thank you Aunt Song." Xu Pingan said, reaching out and taking the bag.

Gifted by the elders, dare not to give up.

Two minutes later, Xu Ping An walked out of the family building happily humming a little tune, looking around with a look of regret in his eyes.

Such a good opportunity, but he didn't see Wangcai, otherwise he could show off again.

Wealth and honor do not return to their hometowns, such as walking in brocade clothes at night.

Not long after Xu Pingan left, Pei Qinghong, who had finished his work, walked out of the study and sat down next to the sofa.

Song Wanyi, who was watching TV happily, turned to look at Pei Qinghong, "I'm done."

"Yes." Pei Qinghong nodded, then picked up the teapot on the coffee table, poured himself a cup of tea, and took a sip.

Then he was stunned for a moment, raised his head to look at the teapot, then turned to look at his wife, and said with some distress: "Why did you take out the tea leaves I got from my father?"

This was the tea that he had gone through so much trouble to get from his old man, and it was something he couldn't even buy outside.

Song Wanyi did not answer her husband's question, but asked: "How was that young man just now?"

"Don't think about introducing friends to Pei Pei all day long. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. There are some things that you can't force. They will come naturally when the time comes." Pei Qinghong took another sip of tea with some distress. said.

"Husband, I find that what you said today is very reasonable." Song Wanyi looked at Pei Qinghong and said seriously.

Pei Qinghong was stunned for a moment and looked at his wife in surprise. Is the sun rising in the west today?
"The time has come." Song Wanyi said slowly, looking at Pei Qinghong who was looking at her with some confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"That boy just now is our daughter's opportunity." Song Wanyi said seriously.

"What do you think it's good for? It has to be liked by our Pei Pei. You'd better not worry about it all the time. It might have the opposite effect by then."

Pei Qinghong thought it was because his wife thought the young man just now was good and wanted to introduce him to his precious daughter.

"It's not that I think it's good this time, it's that our daughter likes it." Song Wanyi looked at Pei Qinghong and said with a smile on her face.

"What's going on?" The teacup in Pei Qinghong's hand shook, and the tea in it almost spilled onto his hand.

"The boy just now was my favorite. I specially found an opportunity to bring him back for you to see. Who knew that you, the principal, have so many things to do that you don't even have the time to say a word to him?" Song Wanyi looked at her husband with a serious expression and said calmly.

Pei Qinghong: "..."

"Are you a student of our school?"

He thought he was just an ordinary student who helped his wife deliver books, but to his surprise, he turned out to be someone who was interested in his precious daughter.

"Well, the students in my class are a little younger, but they are very nice and I like them very much." Song Wanyi replied.

"Then Wanyi, you will find an opportunity to bring someone home tomorrow, and I'll take a look." Pei Qinghong thought for a while and said.

"Look, my two children have just developed a crush on each other and haven't gotten together yet. You, the dean, are scaring my children away again."

"I'll just take a look and don't do anything."

"Then you have to drink two more bowls of the soup I made tonight." Song Wanyi looked at her husband and discussed the terms.

Pei Qinghong was silent for a moment, "Okay."

You young man, you better be a good young man.

(End of this chapter)

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