Chapter 1922

In order to show that he is not picky in front of his future father-in-law and his mother-in-law, the second master of Tang really ate leftovers. Mu Mian tried to cook him a fresh dish several times, but he stopped him.

Mu Guohui's expression has eased, but his words are still not good to listen to.

"I'm really aggrieved by the vice court of Tang. I want to eat leftovers in our house."

Tang Ji'an smiles: "Auntie's craft is very good, whether it's leftovers or just filled out, the taste is the same."

Look, the vice court of Tang Dynasty is actually quite capable of EQ, and can speak people's words. It's just that people are used to it, so they don't need to flatter others.

He has such a good attitude that Mu Guohui has no place to find fault. He can only go back to the living room sofa and pick up the newspaper to continue reading.

Cao Feng began to clean up the dishes.

Tang Jian got empty and whispered, "why don't you stay with me for two more days?"

Mu Mian shrugged: "because tomorrow I'm going to school to sign up for postgraduate examination, so I'll come back to prepare some documents and other information. I'll leave you a note."

"I have a meeting tomorrow," he said, holding her wrist

Mu Mian waved his hand: "it's OK. I'll go by myself."

She is not a primary school student, so she doesn't rely on Tang Jian.

"Is it easy for graduate students to take the exam?"

Mu Mian looked dignified and said, "I'm very confident if I'm going to be an actor class, but I'm going to be a director class Tut There seems to be no girl in the whole Directing Department, not to mention the postgraduate entrance examination. I'm quite out of my mind. "

Tang Jian nodded thoughtfully: "well, you can do your best, don't leave any regrets for yourself."

Mu Mian said with a smile: "it's natural. I'll do my best and listen to the destiny. I have nothing to regret."

Tang Jian lingered in Mu's house. Tea was continued one cup after another, which meant that he did not want to leave.

Finally, Mu Guohui ordered: "if you drink this tea in the vice courtyard of Tang Dynasty, you will not be able to sleep at night."

Mu Mian corrects him: "it's not the vice court of Tang. Now it's the vice Hall of Tang. He's transferred to the Department of finance. In the future, the economic construction of Haicheng will be controlled by him. The people's well-off life of four dishes and one soup will depend on the vice Hall of Tang."

Mu Guohui coughed softly: "that Then I hope vice Tang hall can do more practical things for the people of Haicheng. "

Tang Ji'an said humbly: "it will. Please rest assured."

Mummie pulled Tang Jian out: "well, you did drink a lot of tea tonight. It's time to go back."

He had a bad sleep, drink so much tea at night, really want to stay up all night.

She sent him to the door, and some reluctant to give up, took a few more stairs, sent him downstairs, and saw that the moon was very good, and said, "I'll just take you to the door of the community."

People in love can stick for one more minute.

They walked side by side on the shady path full of camphor trees. The branches and leaves were luxuriant and interlaced in the air. Occasionally, the moonlight leaked down, hazy and beautiful.

There was only one street lamp far away in the community, and it was dark everywhere. Tang Jian seized her hand and said, "slow down."

Mu Mian sneered: "if you don't go back, my parents can come out to find me. Do you believe it?"

His voice is soft: "I believe, I like your parents very much, they love you very much, I also like your family atmosphere, and parents seem to be friends, very relaxed."

Mu Mian clenched his hand: "your relationship with your father has also improved."