Rong Qian didn't expect that Yan Lang would actually listen to what she recorded, but her blushing eyes were bright. This time she blushed not only because of shyness, but also because of excitement.

She likes her current career and those worlds very much. No one has shared her hobby before. Occasionally, she always sighs when she mentions her mother, telling her not to be too addicted to the virtual world.

"This is a female video, do you still listen to this?"

Rong Qian looked at Yan Lang's direction with her face, and her little excited look made Yan Lang reach out to take advantage of the opportunity to rub her back on her face with the back of her hand.

It's really hot, well, it's very smooth, tender and soft.

"I shared it with me last time, saying that I must like this sound, but I didn't expect that I really like it. In addition to the sound, even people like it."

When I was having a meal, I mentioned Xiong Gang at the dinner table. Rong Qian knew that Gangzi was Yan Lang’s best buddy.

Rong Qian was so funny that she could only smile when she was amused by Yan Lang's words.

I didn't even react that I had eaten tender tofu by someone. Since both of them were already in a relationship, I naturally had to know each other, and first of all, it was the family situation of the zodiac sign on their birthdays.

It was only then that Rong Qian realized that she was one year older than Yan Lang. The inferiority complex that had just stopped came up again, "I am older than you, don't you mind if I am older? There are also Uncle Yan and Aunt Fang, and others can gossip..."

Sometimes people's thoughts are really difficult to control. Rong Qian has tried very hard to make herself more confident and optimistic. However, it is rare for Rong Qian to maintain her current state by being instilled with some pessimistic, dark and depressing thoughts and remarks by people around her for many years.

Yan Lang held Rong Qian's face in both hands and squeezed into the middle. After trying two times, Yan Lang liked this move very much. Rong Qian's face was small, and he could cover her with his hands closed. Their facial features were deformed, and at least he looked a little fleshy.

Especially when she was about to talk after squeezed, her lips were always pouting, cute and delicious.

"What's the matter? Don't people say that a girl holds gold bricks in her junior high school? The young lady is only one year older than me. After all, she can be considered as holding a piece of copper?"

The more I got along with this person, Rong Qian found that the less formal the person spoke, but she still looked gentle and polite when she was outside.

When he learned that Yan Lang graduated from a key university in the provincial capital, Rong Qian asked curiously why he didn't stay in the provincial capital.

Rong Qian had an accident when she was in her sophomore year at the age of 21. She could not continue to go to college normally, so she could only transfer to a blind university to study Braille from scratch. That period was extremely dark for Rong Qian.

My father passed away and I was blind. The beautiful university life at the beginning came to an abrupt end. I had countless sympathetic eyes to the outside world and tears from relatives or even mothers inside. Rong Qian himself had to keep giving me a hint of psychological counseling. Every morning, I had to encourage myself first to get up before I could get up again to face a new day after the earth was turned upside down.

Every day was a new hope, but after the accident, it was the beginning of another day of hardship for Rong Qian.

Rong Qian once secretly imagined what her life would be like if nothing happened at the beginning. After graduating from that university, she might have a first love that ended without success, and then entered society with a confused and ignorant mind, and began to gradually become familiar with the laws of survival in society...

Rong Qian was undoubtedly curious about her academic experience like Yan Lang and finally returned to a small 18th-tier city like Nancheng to live such a life.

Yan Lang thought about it and didn't think there was anything special. He could only sigh and admit that he was too impatient. "It just felt that his whole life was only so short. It was boring to spend time pursuing things he didn't want. Qianqian, don't you dislike me for being impatient? Don't worry, I will definitely sell fruits well and let you live a good life."

Selling fruits well? Rong Qian burst out laughing again with a puff, but she still comforted Yan Lang with considerateness, "If you like this kind of life, then continue, and I can earn money to support my family."

Yan Lang finally couldn't help but spread his arms and hugged the person in his arms and shook it left and right. He lowered his head and rubbed Rong Qian with his chin and whirled, "Okay, I'll be yours in the future. I must raise me to be white and fat."

You have to be restrained when you are funny. Yan Lang looked at the empty kitchen and took a walk around to write down what you need. This made Rong Qian rest early, "It's cold outside, so you don't have to give it to me. By the way, do you have time tomorrow? I'm going to buy something, can you accompany me?"

Rong Qian responded with a smile and delivered Yan Lang to the door.

"If you have something to do, remember to call. Now I live so close. I can travel ten or eight times in the middle of the night. There is no anti-slip mat on the floor of the bathroom. Be careful when washing. Don't forget to close the large windows on the balcony when sleeping, and don't just spend time on ventilation."

Standing at the door and talking for a while, it was almost eleven o'clock. Yan Lang was afraid of delaying Rong Qian's rest, so he pulled Rong Qian's hand again, helped Rong Qian close the door and went downstairs to go home.

Tonight, Yan Suguo should have to work night shifts, so he has already changed shifts with others, so he is naturally waiting at home.

It was not until the couple were covered with a quilt and took a nap on the sofa, and then they heard the sound of the door being opened and closed.

Li Defang woke up immediately as soon as he heard the voice, sat up, turned his head and shouted Yan Lang, "I thought you, a stinky brat, won't go home tonight!"

Yan Lang laughed injustice with a funny look, "Ms. Defang, my son is also a very serious person, okay? How can you be so shameless?"

Li Defang said "Ha" and said, "Oh, I've just met for the second time. I just confirmed my relationship today and I kidnapped the person home and met my parents. Are you not shameless enough?"

As he was talking, Li Defang put his feet on the sofa and kicked Yan Suguo next to him. Yan Suguo umbrella said, sucked his saliva, raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and woke up in a daze.

It’s time to go through the three sessions, of course, it’s necessary for the couple to come together to be serious.

Yan Lang saw this attitude, and he must be honest and could not explain it honestly. He changed his shoes and sat down on the single sofa next to the living room sofa, "How about mom, are you talking about being satisfied with this daughter-in-law? Let me say that I am very satisfied with myself. I was thinking about being a bachelor before, but who knew that the relationship would come so quickly after seeing the right look."

Li Defang knew that the boy was giving her a shot first, so she glanced at Yan Lang with disdain. She turned her head to see her husband or was still stupid as she had just woken up and didn't come back to her senses. She could only speak by herself, without feeling that she was disdainful and immediately took the initiative to take care of others.

"Tell me, what is going on in Qianqian's family? Today I think she must have suffered a lot, otherwise she would cry if she could just say a few words to her heart."

Yan Lang frowned, "Was she crying today?"

Li Defang was so angry that her son would not focus on the key points when he spoke, and tried to correct the topic. "Don't worry, that's happy and touched! Tell me quickly. I'm going to ask you that you were still blocking you left and right. If you don't explain it tonight, don't think about going back to the room to sleep!"

Ms. Li Defang said harshly, and Yan Lang naturally gave the explanation obediently.

Yan Lang actually didn't know much about it before, and only heard something from the words of the neighbors in the old house.

However, when the two of them got to know each other tonight, Rong Qian still spoke briefly, Yan Lang organized some language and spoke pickyly.

"Qianqian's eyes were injured in a car accident with her father a few years ago. Her father went there, and her mother remarried after a year. She originally took her to marry her, but her attitude was not very kind, so Qianqian moved out to live alone soon..."

"The last time I met her, she was just arranged for a kiss by her mother. I looked at her from a distance. The man was so bad. She secretly lamented that flowers and cow dung at that time, but I didn't expect that this flower would be picked by me."

Speaking of this, Yan Lang is very proud. It can be said that he seized the opportunity and tried hard to convey his love for Rong Qian to his parents at all times.

Other people's parents Yan Lang didn't know, but Yan Lang knew that as long as he really liked someone, and that person had no problem with character, his parents would definitely love the house and the Wu and that person had more favorable feelings for that person.

"Today, I helped Qianqian move, and found that there was only one rice cooker, a pair of bowls, chopsticks, a fruit knife and a small cutting board in her kitchen. She has been eating like this in the past few years. On the way back just now, she said that it had not been a good meal like this for a long time, and said it was delicious. Mom, can I take her back to eat often in the future?"

Li Defang, who was already feeling distressed by this, felt even more distressed. She slapped her thigh and responded, "No wonder she is so thin! Her mother is really so relieved that Qianqian is living outside alone? Oh, forget it, let's not say it anymore, the more I think about it, the worse I feel."

"Lao Yan, get up early tomorrow morning. We will go to the morning market to buy old hens raised by rural people and stew soup for Qianqian to replenish their bodies. Seeing your son's appearance that she would not marry, we must hurry up and replenish our daughter-in-law's body now, otherwise we will lose a lot of health when we get pregnant and have babies in the future."

Yan Suguo nodded with half-drooping eyes, and didn't know if he had listened or not. Anyway, he could go back to the room to sleep.

Yan Lang looked at his mother's look of muttering that she wanted to go to a Chinese medicine store to buy tonic soup, and crossed her hands and poked her thumbs on both cheeks, and supported her mouth on her lips, showing a satisfied smile.

Such a family and such a life are pretty good.

The author has something to say: OK, I will make up for it. Today I am rushing more than 16,000 words. It’s amazing. My wrist hurts. I sleep. Tomorrow will be another day of code (grinding) words (hard) words. Suddenly I don’t want these two guys to be sweet. I feel like eating dog food while writing. Haha, it’s so good [Lu Chao smiles at the face
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