"mom."
"Fanzi."
"What are you talking about?" Ma Linger approached slowly, first glanced at Ma Xiaocui, then at Zhang Fan, and asked with a smile.
She seemed to be smiling pleasantly, but actually when she looked at Zhang Fan, she couldn't help but give him a hard look.
As if to say, I will make sure you look good later.
Zhang Fan felt a dangerous edge from Ma Ling'er's gaze. His heart suddenly moved and he secretly complained incessantly.
It's over. Judging from Ma Ling'er's attitude, she must have misunderstood something.
It must have felt like I was complaining to my aunt.
"It's nothing, I'm just chatting with this kid Zhang Fan." Ma Xiaocui explained with a gentle smile on her beautiful face.
From the way she spoke and behaved, it was as if she was telling a trivial matter.
Zhang Fan heard the sound and swallowed hard.
He always felt that Ma Ling'er's mother had a hidden smile when she spoke.
What we were talking about was not just chatting, but chatting in a way that was almost like checking household registration.
"Ling'er, please go down and wait for a while. I still have something to say to Zhang Fan." Ma Xiaocui took out a red Apple computer from her pajamas pocket and looked at the time before waving to Ma Ling'er, signaling her to leave first. Down.
Seeing this, Ma Ling'er's brows twitched. Although she felt a little uneasy, she still didn't dare to speak back to Ma Xiaocui.
Her mother seemed gentle and gentle, but in fact she was extremely domineering. Even her father did not dare to disobey and contradict her at home.
If she's not careful, her father will be beaten.
Um......
To be honest.
Her dad is actually a bit of a henpecker.
Especially afraid of Ma Xiaocui.
So under her father's influence, she became more afraid to disobey Ma Xiaocui.
"Okay, you guys chat first, I'll go to the room and wait..." Ma Ling'er sighed and had to slowly turn around and go downstairs.
Just when he turned around, he couldn't help but glared at Zhang Fan again, as if to tell him not to talk nonsense for a while.
Soon, Ma Linger went downstairs.
Only Zhang Fan and Ma Xiaocui were left.
"Okay, let's continue."
"I will open the skylight to you today and tell you the truth. Ling'er is the only daughter in our family. She is the apple of our eyes."
"Actually, to be honest, I don't agree with you two being together, because no matter what your family background is or what your own conditions are, you are not worthy of my Ling'er."
"I think you should also know this."
Ma Xiaocui turned the jade bracelet on her left wrist with her right hand and whispered.
What she said was rude and cold.
Perhaps, from a mother's perspective, she carefully analyzed the situation for Ma Ling'er and felt that Zhang Fan was not suitable for Ma Ling'er.
In the past, she thought that no matter how bad Zhang Fan was, his family should still be rich and his parents would be there.
But now it seems that his conditions are too ordinary, ordinary can no longer be ordinary.
Now comparing with Xu Wuyi, there is really a big gap between the two.
Regardless of Xu Wu's character and temperament, no matter what, his family's financial conditions are much better than Zhang Fan's.
It can be considered a relatively famous and wealthy family.
Therefore, Ma Xiaocui suddenly regretted that Zhang Fan and Ma Ling'er were together.
If they get married in the future, they may have a hard time supporting their family.
There has always been an unwritten rule in the Ma family, that is, women from the Ma family who marry outside are like water thrown out, and they can no longer receive financial support from the Ma family.
In other words, once Ma Ling'er marries a poor boy like Zhang Fan, there's no telling that the days to come will be even more difficult.
Therefore, as a qualified mother, you must think about your children.
Instead of letting the children say what they want.
That would only ruin her life.
"You should understand what I want to say, right?" Ma Xiaocui said with a cold expression in her eyes.
"I...I understand." Zhang Fan sighed and said.
I originally thought that this time I was here to meet with my parents to talk about how the future would develop, but now it seems that this is not the case.
This time, he was basically here to accuse him and wanted him to leave Ma Ling'er.
"I know you are unwilling to accept it, so don't be angry. This is reality."
"In this world, you have no money and no financial conditions. Let alone marriage, you are not qualified to fall in love with a girl."
"Don't blame me for speaking harshly, but that's the truth."
"A man with no money and no ability is really bad."
"The so-called love cannot be eaten as food."
"Do you understand?" Ma Xiaocui looked at Zhang Fan, the expression on her face gradually became serious.
"I understand..." Hearing this, Zhang Fan felt a little bitter.
As expected, I was still wishful thinking.
That's right, without money, without finances, and with a personality like my own, it would be difficult to find a partner.
Now he is almost eating soft food.
"Work hard. You are still young. If you figure it out, find a chance to leave Ling'er. I hope you won't make things difficult for me."
"Well... that's it for today's conversation. If you go back and rest early, I won't keep you overnight." Ma Xiaocui stood up suddenly, stretched out, and began to chase away the guests.
"Auntie, if I get rich in the future, will it..." Zhang Fan opened his mouth and was about to say something. The next second, he was interrupted by Ma Xiaocui: "To tell you the truth, since After seeing you tonight, I realized that I actually don’t like you very much. Even if you were rich, I probably wouldn’t agree with you being with Ling’er.”
"Go back, go home, and don't have anything to do with my Ling'er again."
Ma Xiaocui didn't look at Zhang Fan. After saying these words, she went straight downstairs.
Zhang Fan was left alone, speechless for a long time.
I thought that the household registration inquiry just now was just a joke on Ma Xiaocui.
But now it seems that this is obviously not the case.
She seemed really disgusted with herself.
In other words, starting from tonight, the relationship between him and Ma Ling'er would be interrupted even if her mother stabbed him in the face.
The biggest obstacle in the world is probably the pressure from parents.
Just when Zhang Fan was feeling depressed, the high and powerful voice of the system suddenly sounded in his ears.
【What's wrong? Feeling bad? 】
Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that the system Gao Daqiang was still there and had not entered sleep state.
[This is reality. Don’t always think that you are unique. In fact, you are not much different from other people. Not everyone will surround you. 】
Gao Daqiang sighed, with a hint of helplessness in his voice, also mixed with a hint of reminder from Yu Yi.
[It’s getting late, go back and rest early. 】Gao Daqiang reminded Zhang Fan again and wanted him to go back and rest.
"Sister Qiang, why are you still here? Shouldn't you go to bed?" Zhang Fan thought for a while and asked in surprise.
[I just woke up, and seeing the look on your face makes me want to laugh. 】
[The sun will still rise as usual. No one belongs to whom. You, my little girlfriend, should like you very much. I bet you will never break up. Her mother doesn’t count. 】
"Sister Qiang, what do you mean by this?" Zhang Fan was confused and his face was full of surprise.
[Nothing, the gears of fate have begun to turn, and the future will become more and more interesting. ] Gao Daqiang played a riddle without revealing too much.
After she finished saying this, she became silent, as if she had gone to sleep.
Zhang Fan listened silently and thought to himself that he was really sick. He then stood up from his seat and turned around and went downstairs.
Since Ma Ling'er's mother didn't welcome her, he had no choice but to go back.
Maybe Ma Ling'er won't be seen in the next period of time.
Zhang Fan tightened his clothes tightly and hurried to the first floor.
On the first floor, Zhang Fan saw no trace of Ma Ling'er. He didn't know where she had gone. She was probably still in the room, talking to her mother.
Zhang Fan sent a message to Ma Ling'er and walked out of the Ma Shi Feng Shui shop.
The street lights outside were dim and depressing, and there were only a few pedestrians on the roadside.
It seems that at this time, even passers-by have already gone home.
Zhang Fan walked under the street lights at night with a dull expression, his whole figure straightened.
But what he didn't know was that the dark ghost figure under his feet was moving quietly and strangely, as if it would stand up at any time.
An hour passed.
It's about two o'clock in the morning.
Zhang Fan finally returned to the wealthy palace, opened the door, and found that the TV in the living room was still on.
When he walked forward, he saw Jiang Xiaohua holding a cup of millet porridge and sucking on it.
She sucked the millet porridge and watched TV.
Zhang Fan gradually approached and sat down next to Jiang Xiaohua. He looked sideways at the TV and saw that she was watching a zombie movie.
She watched "Uncle Zombie".
Inside, Priest Qianhe was being beaten by a zombie.
The moment he saw Taoist Master Qianhe, the long-standing memory in Zhang Fan's mind was awakened again.
Chizuru Daozhang is also awesome. It seems that there is a classic saying that has always been popular in the horror movie circle.
Taoist priest Qianhe only plays in the peak competition, but his opponents are all Tongtiandai.
It's not that Taoist Master Qianhe is weak, but the zombies and ghosts he encounters are almost full of buffs, and almost all are at the top level.
And when fighting, coupled with the desperate efforts of some pig teammates to hold them back, it would be strange if they could beat it.
"Hey, why aren't you sleeping yet?" Zhang Fan looked at Jiang Xiaohua and asked in confusion.
"I'm waiting for you to come back." Jiang Xiaohua said, staring at the TV screen without blinking.
"Where is Xiaoxi?" Zhang Fan didn't see Bai Chenxi in the living room, so he couldn't help but asked in surprise.
"She went to rest. Why don't you look at what time it is now? She has to go to work tomorrow morning." Jiang Xiaohua turned her head and looked at Zhang Fan.
At this moment, Zhang Fan was slightly shocked after seeing Jiang Xiaohua's appearance.
Because Jiang Xiaohua’s cute little face was actually covered with a pale facial mask.
This startled him, and he thought Jiang Xiaohua had revealed his true form as a zombie.
"Damn, you scared me. I thought something was wrong with you, but it turned out to be a facial mask." Zhang Fan touched Jiang Xiaohua's head and said helplessly.
"What's wrong with putting on a facial mask? You don't understand if you put on a facial mask and it turns white."
"If you have nothing to do, don't bother me watching the movie. This Taoist priest Qianhe is going to die soon."
"In a thunderstorm, you drank the blood of a Taoist priest, and the zombies are from the royal family. This wave is impossible to defeat and will definitely be over." Jiang Xiaohua commented on the film and television.
Zhang Fan: "..."
"Then what do you think we should do?" Zhang Fan raised Jiang Xiaohua's arm by mistake, looked at her white and tender hands, and found that there were no zombies' characteristic long nails, and then pinched her little face. There were bubbles of saliva coming out, and he didn't see the so-called zombie teeth, which made him very strange.
Are all the drought zombies so awesome now?
Directly and perfectly synchronized with a living person?
Even the zombie's appearance characteristics are gone.
"Hey, hey, hey, Xiao Fanzi, you're weird. Stop teasing your sister Hua all the time. Believe it or not, I'll beat you up." Jiang Xiaohua was a little impatient because of Zhang Fan's pinch, and she yelled.
"Okay, I'm going to bed. You take your time and watch." Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan knew that Jiang Xiaohua was a little angry, so Zhang Fan had to quickly retract his palm, stood up immediately, and walked towards the secondary bedroom.
What happened tonight was really terrible.
Forget it, get some sleep.
Once you get some sleep, everything will be fine tomorrow.
Zhang Fan covered himself with the quilt, slowly closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.
The night passed quickly.
It was getting bright, and the first ray of sunlight shone in from the window, waking Zhang Fan from his sleep.
He turned to his phone in a daze and looked at the time and realized that it was only seven in the morning.
I didn’t expect to get up early today.
Just when he was about to turn over and go back to sleep, there was suddenly a loud banging sound as the door opened, and not long after, his secondary bedroom door was violently kicked open from the outside. Then she saw Ma Ling'er walking in with an angry face, tearing off Zhang Fan's quilt to the ground, and shouted angrily: "Did you forget to go back to your hometown with me today?"
"Go back to your hometown?" Zhang Fan rubbed his sleepy eyes, tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "I would have forgotten it if you didn't tell me."
"It's seven o'clock now, are you still going back?"
Because he was severely criticized by Ma Xiaocui last night, Zhang Fan felt quite disappointed, so he put the matter behind him and forgot about it completely.
If Ma Ling'er hadn't come to him personally this morning, he might have continued to sleep soundly.
"Stop talking nonsense, I've booked all the flights. Hurry up and follow me."
Ma Ling'er came directly to the bed and dragged Zhang Fan off the bed.
"Hey, wait, don't pull me, let me get dressed first..."
"Shut up, it's not like I've never seen you naked before, why are you pretending?" Ma Ling'er shouted angrily.
Zhang Fan: "???"
What?
Wocao, have you ever seen me naked?
When did this happen?
Why don't I have any impression?
Zhang Fan was completely confused.
If Ma Ling'er really said this, wouldn't it mean that his innocence was clearly visible to everyone?
Oops, I don't understand anymore.
As if she realized that she was talking, Ma Ling'er quickly changed the subject and urged: "I'm just kidding you. Stop talking useless words and hurry up, otherwise you will miss your flight later."
"[Two words, Kavin. Four thousand words and one chapter is enough.]"
