"Mom, can I eat one first?"

At twelve:30 noon, my cousin stared at a table of hearty delicacies and salivated.

"You starved to death and reincarnate, you can't wait for a few minutes." My aunt always spoke with a poisonous tongue attribute. She glared at her son, and then said a very humane sentence: "Honesty and wait until your brother comes back to eat."

Tempting `know, my cousin is a young man who has realized his youth. Such a young man speaks with a kind of intuition that reveals his essence: "Mom, I haven't seen you treat me so well before."

"In the past, I was trying to spur him, motivate him, and make him work hard. You little child doesn't understand the painstaking efforts of being an elder at all." My aunt's routine was very profound, and she was just a righteous routine when she opened her mouth. She didn't forget to educate her son: "Look at your brother, now you have a promising future. Look at you again, it won't make people worry at all."

My cousin expressed dissatisfaction: "I have put all my energy into studying. Can I give you some encouragement?"

My aunt's vicious tongue buff triggered and couldn't stop: "Everyone can cram the Buddha's feet temporarily. If you were ten or eight years earlier, no, if you worked so hard one or two years earlier, your dad and I would breathe a sigh of relief."

My cousin continued to dissatisfied: "Aren't I young before? Who has never been young?"

This choked the grandmother who was drinking water. The old lady coughed for a while, stared at her grandson, and said in a hilarious way: "Baby, how old are you? How could I, the old lady, say this?"

"Mom, is it okay?" My uncle patted the old lady's back nervously, glared at her son, and said unhappy: "Naked child, you are not even eighteen years old, and you are so embarrassed to say in front of a group of elders who has never been young?"

My cousin was taught a lesson by a group of elders and his aura suddenly became weaker.

Just when he was about to learn from his cousin's peeing, a knock on the door rang.

My cousin ran to open the door happily. The naughty child completely ignored his cousin and looked straight at his "cousin-law".

Then the naughty child showed a different side from his cousin. His mouth was so sweet that he flattered: "Sister-in-law, I have seen you. You are more beautiful than in the photo, and your temperament is even more goddess than the goddess. It's so powerful. I am the perfect image of my sister-in-law in my mind!"

Shuimi'er finally saw Zhen Lang's cousin who had a few acne. She was a little happy by this naughty child and sent her encouragement: "Come on, you will meet a better girl than me when you get into the Normal University."

"Wow, sister-in-law, your voice is so nice!" My cousin was almost out of place on the spot, his whole body was eroded by blood. He was embarrassed to look at Shuimi'er again, staring at Zhen Lang: "Brother, I'm igniting again. Have you seen two flames flashing in my eyes?"

Zhen Lang cooperated: "Well, I saw it, I have a kind of chakra-burning foot."

My cousin didn't give me face at all, and his lines didn't cooperate at all: "Brother, you are low-end. The arrogant blue beast from Konoha does not need chakra. I want to use the strongest physical skills in history to solve the battle!"

Zhen Lang ignored the naughty child again and took Shuimi'er to meet the elders at home.

I have to admit that the gentle and graceful classical and graceful look of the ever-changing fairy left a very good first impression on the elders. Both grandmother, uncle and aunt all praised Shumier for being very jealous of Zhen Lang. Especially the aunt who usually talked about Zhen Lang, today she became a different person and praised Zhen Lang for being blessed.

Sitting at the dinner table, Zhen Lang and his cousin couldn't talk at all, and the plot turned into a rivalry between Shumier and her elders.

The two animals were not vague and ate hard.

Especially Zhen Lang, he found that the dishes on the table were his favorite food.

This guy is worthy of being from the Honor Guild, and he suddenly felt like he was "I have never been so happy in this life."

"I just knew I wouldn't help my grandma picking food?" Shuimi'er suddenly got angry, staring at Zhen Lang who was raising her head and eating hard, and then picked up food for her grandma. Her face immediately turned gloomy: "Grandma, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

The old lady smiled so hard that she looked toothless and immediately stood on Shumier's side: "You did right, this child just deserves a lesson. When he was a child, he helped me pick up food. When he grew up, his wings became hard and he ignored me."

Zhen Lang almost choked to death, feeling that he had suffered an eternal injustice.

In fact, he used to help his grandmother pick up food. Two years ago, the old lady watched a TV series about the elderly's life in her later years, but suddenly she refused to let her family serve her food, or something. The reason was that "I have hands and feet to do it myself", showing a spirit of not accepting old age.

At that time, my uncle surrendered, and so did Zhen Lang.

Unexpectedly, on this day of the year and month, the old lady turned against her and made a blow to Zhen Lang.

Zhen Lang didn't expect that his grandmother had just made up for him, but his uncle had made up for him again: "Xiaomi, last time Zhen Lang had a quarrel with me, you persuaded him back. I heard from his roommate that you were the only one who persuaded him in school. I hope you can keep this rhythm and subdue him well. I'm not afraid to tell you that the men in our family are all strictly controlled by their wives!"

When Shumier heard this, she was embarrassed and didn't know how to take over the conversation.

My aunt was a little proud and showed a look of "years of training have not been in vain."

Uncle, be honest!

Zhen Lang was almost crying and conveyed a look to his cousin, which meant: I'll go, your dad is so unmanly.

My cousin also looked back, meaning: He was bullied by my mother for twenty years and had long lost the manly bloody nature...

Zhen Lang looked at him again, which meant: Young man, do you dare to go against the will of heaven with me?

My cousin also gave a look, which meant: It is necessary, I will never be a wife and I will be strict in my life!

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After lunch, my aunt pulled Shuimi into the room and discussed some cosmetics usage.

Zhen Lang sat with his grandmother in the living room, chatting and chatting.

My cousin went back to his room to cut games. This naughty child had a Dragon Boat Festival holiday and would also have a holiday tomorrow. The day after tomorrow on June 7th, the national college entrance examination will be over when the college entrance examination will end on the 8th. That will be the liberated Django... Well, the liberated Greater China high school student can finally open his hooves to play enough money.

"Baby, you have sent me 400,000 yuan. My heart is so turbulent these days, you haven't tired of yourself, right?" While my aunt and cousin were not around, my grandmother and grandson had a heart.

"Didn't you watch me jump around?" Zhen Lang smiled very flirtatiously. He transferred money to the Dream Fund account every once in a while. So far, a total of 400,000 yuan has been included.

Grandma smiled and said, "Yes, I even have a girlfriend. It seems that you look pretty good. What a pity, that girl Yunjia is also a pretty good girl. I thought she would be my granddaughter-in-law in a few years."

Zhen Lang was stunned when he heard this and said nervously: "Grandma, don't you like Mi'er?"

Grandma smiled kindly and said, "That's not the case. Both of these little girls are very good. You are more blessed than your uncle. You will meet two little girls, let alone picking one in a million, and you can't even choose one in a million. I don't even know how to choose."

Zhen Lang breathed a sigh of relief: "Grandma, as long as you don't hate it."

Grandma smiled again: "I'm not that old-fashioned. The first thing you like is that you like, do you know?"

Zhen Lang: "I understand."

Grandma asked, "Does you make money that fast when you play that game?"

"Mom, I have personally verified this." My uncle, who was sitting next to him as an audience, finally spoke: "I use my phone to watch the magic forum every day. Xiaolang is famous, and his path is still reliable."

Zhen Lang was flattered: "Uncle, do you really watch the forum every day?"

My uncle: "It's a must. I don't understand a problem. Why didn't you come to "Xiao Ya's Appointment"?"

Zhen Lang was stunned: "Do you even know "Xiao Ya's Appointment"?"

My uncle said arrogantly: "Look at what you said, we born in the 1980s, and we also passed a great time in the gaming industry back then."

Zhen Lang thought about it and was right. Those who were born in 1990, who were still very comfortable in the game. There is also the oldest Uncle Honor in the guild, who is about the same age as his uncle. It is said that he was born in 1985 and is 45 years old this year.

After calming down, he said, "Xiaoya has made an appointment to me. I don't want to go on TV yet, so that no one will come to take pictures of you secretly. Besides, Xiaoshuai has not yet had the college entrance examination, so I'm on TV. Isn't it exciting for him?"

"That's right, even ordinary people who are not celebrities have been followed by paparazzi these days. Last year, the young man who jumped into the river to rescue a five-year-old girl in our community has been secretly photographed since he went out in the evening news of the city." My uncle told a story and sighed: "What do you think this is? A good good deed was posted online and he said he was hyped, so even the elderly in the family couldn't be at peace."

Zhen Lang was silent. He did not agree to Shu Fuya. Another reason was that he did not want to disturb his grandmother's peaceful and comfortable life.

The Internet environment these days is too complicated, and it is not an exaggeration to say it is distorted and perverted. A person is famous on the Internet, and even his ancestors have been slaughtered out by three generations. In contrast, the discussion of gossip about young men and women in the circle of friends of the Normal University is still quite bottom line and is relatively simple.

My grandmother said again, "Wang, you gave me all the money. Are you enough to spend it?"

Zhen Lang smiled and said, "It must be enough. It's better to leave the big head to you to keep, so as not to lose my mind."

Grandma was not at ease and said with concern: "You have already negotiated and spend more money now. Leave some money for yourself."

Zhen Lang said awesomely: "Don't worry, I have left tens of thousands of small treasurys."

"This is good, I support you." My uncle showed a very envious look and told his experience: "Men must have a little treasury, otherwise they will be embarrassed to go out."

Zhen Lang was unable to complain about his uncle and asked lightly: "Uncle, do you dare to keep the small treasury?"

"A naughty child, are you scolding my wife for being polite? You are still young and don't understand the contents here." My uncle became professional and analyzed it with great analysis: "It is precisely because I am polite to keep some small treasury secretly. Do you think if I am a wife at home, is it necessary to keep some small treasury?"

Zhen Lang had never seen his wife Guan Yan take such awesomeness, but was defeated by his uncle on the spot.

"Xiaolang, your uncle has such a promising future in his life. Don't learn from him." While teaching his grandmother, he also despised his son and said, "Go and call Mi'er over, I'll talk to her..."

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