When Yu Qian heard Father Jiang's words, her face flushed, and she quickly said, "Uncle, Jiang Zheng chose this golf club, and I chose a tea set."

Hearing Yu Qian's words, Jiang's father was stunned for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "Da Bao, did you forget that your father and I injured my waist last year, and now I don't play golf anymore. My uncle also gave me a box of white horse hair tips..."

"Hey... It's still my daughter who is caring. The tea set that Qian Qian gave me is just right for me to put in the office."

Jiang Zheng: ...

Yu Qian:  …

Seeing Jiang Zheng still standing there dumbfounded, Dad Jiang urged him to quickly put the tea set away, and then smiled and asked Yu Qian to eat some fruit to pad her stomach.

Jiang's mother stepped forward and put her arms around Yu Qian, lowered her voice, and said in a mysterious tone: "Qian Qian, did you use the perfume that aunt sent you last time?"

Yu Qian looked at Jiang's mother who was a little out of touch, and the corner of her mouth twitched. She shook her head, "I haven't used it yet."

Wen Yan Jiang's mother was a little regretful, and whispered: "Ah? That's a pity, it is said that any man can't resist this perfume."

Yu Qian: "..."

Men can't resist you, but give it to Jiang Zheng! What do you give her.

Auntie, are you really okay with this?

Yu Qian's impression of Jiang's parents was refreshed again.

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"Mom, why are you pulling the little fish?"

Jiang Zheng put away the gift, and when he turned around, he saw his mother pulling Yu Qian and whispering. He was very curious about what topics the two of them could talk about.

"What's your business?"

Jiang's mother raised her head and rolled her eyes at Jiang Zheng, and then whispered to Yu Qian, "You must remember to try it when you go back." Then she walked briskly to the kitchen to look at the dishes.

Jiang Zheng didn't take it seriously, reached out and pulled Yu Qian, before saying a few words, Jiang's mother announced the opening of the table.

The Jiang family's table is a long table.

Father Jiang, the birthday star, sits at the top, with Mama Jiang and Jiang Yi on the left, and Jiang Zheng and Yu Qian on the right.

Jiang's mother looked up and looked around and said with emotion: "Ah, the family really needs to be neat and tidy to look good."

Yu Qian's face turned even redder when she heard these highly suggestive words.

Jiang's father raised his chopsticks, and everyone dropped them.

This was Yu Qian's first time eating alone with the Jiang family. She couldn't let it go for a while. Jiang Zheng saw it and served her vegetables directly.

Because Yu Qian is coming today, his mother specially made the kitchen to cook Yu Qian's favorite food.

Yu Qian was filled with vegetables by Jiang Zheng, so she couldn't help pinching him quietly.

Looking up at Jiang's mother opposite, she didn't care about their side at all. Yu Qian also let go. Seeing the fish in front of her, she also took a piece of fish and gave it to Jiang Zheng.

Unexpectedly, when Jiang Zheng looked at the fish in the bowl, his desire to perform again flared up.

Seeing Jiang Zheng eating fish with a happy face, he exaggeratedly said, "Sure enough, the little fish understands me and knows that I like to eat fish, but not fish bones."

Yu Qian: I'm calling you a cheap hand. You can't eat well. What kind of dishes are there?

And what is Jiang Zheng's saying, is there anyone in the world who eats fish and eats fishbone?

Does Jiang Zheng think he is a cat?

Chapter 60 Genetics

"Husband, fortunately we practiced the trumpet early..."

Jiang's mother looked at Jiang Zheng with the appearance of the rest of her life.

This foolish child wants to sprinkle dog food in front of his parents. If he has the ability, he will sprinkle it in front of his mother-in-law to see if he can still marry a daughter-in-law.

She is really confused on a daily basis. Her son is poisonous and cheap, how on earth can she coax Yu Qian into her hands. Could it be that... Qian Qian is an M, and she likes her son's meanness?

Then Mama Jiang turned to look at Yu Qian again, her expression was both sympathetic and light as she shed her burden.

"Cissy, come and eat more."

For the sake of her stupid Dabao having such a good pair of parents, don't break up.

Jiang's father listened to Jiang's mother's words, and nodded in agreement, and then silently pushed the dish to Yu Qian's side.

A meal, if you ignore Jiang Zheng's occasional extra drama, it will still be a very pleasant meal.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Jiang's mother took out an eight-inch cake and put it on the table.

Yu Qian looked at the cake that was um... crooked, and even the cream was not smoothed in some places, and then looked at the expectant mother Jiang, and her heart became clear.

Under the urging of his family, Jiang's father happily made a wish, and when dividing the cake, he even put an oversized piece on Yu Qian's plate.

"Qian Qian, try it. This is a cake that your aunt made for me. I look forward to this taste every year."

After Dad Jiang finished speaking, he also took a small cake plate and used a fork to pick up a piece of cake and put it in his mouth.

Yu Qian looked at Daddy Jiang's happy look, and always felt that there was something in his words.

The point of what Jiang's father said would not be that his aunt did it for him, and every year...

Uncle Jiang definitely didn't mean that, and he definitely wasn't spreading dog food, right?

Yu Qian held her fork and quietly turned her head to look at Jiang Zheng, um... Another expression that despised his father, but was envious to death.

Yu Qian's trembling hand started to happen again.

Seeing that Jiang Zheng was about to speak to her, Yu Qian immediately shoved a sip of cake into her mouth and smiled sweetly, "Auntie's cakes are so delicious, I want to learn how to make cakes with Auntie. "

Sure enough, Jiang Zheng's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Yu Qian continued: "But I'm clumsy. When I was a child, my mother was not at home. I learned to cook by myself, and I almost chopped off my finger. The cake is so difficult, I don't think I'll ever want to make it myself."

Well, she can't cook! ! It was Ah Piao who cooked for her when she was a child, but it wasn't herself.

Jiang's mother looked at Yu Qian, who revealed her shortness, and then at the disappointed silly son, and suddenly realized.