Chapter 209: Good Omen
Twenty minutes later, the takeaway arrived and the couple sat around the dining table, watching their daughter slurp snail noodles.

The stench was overwhelming.

Teacher Xie’s face was full of disgust.

Knowing that she was going to take an early leave, Lao Liang suggested: "It's rare that you come home early this time, so spend more time with your mother and go shopping for New Year's goods. Don't spend the whole day holding your tablet and phone and doing nothing."

"Dad, I'm handling work." Liang Weining explained.

"Well, I didn't mention you."

Lao Liang left a sentence and quietly got up and left.

The atmosphere is not right.

Putting down his chopsticks, Liang Weining raised his head blankly, looked at his mother, and asked tentatively: "Did you two have a fight?"

For an old couple, it’s not the case.

There are just differences of opinion on certain things.

"Use less chili oil." Teacher Xie took the oil bag from her daughter's hand and poked her forehead: "The taste is so strong, I don't know how you survived alone in the capital."

"Don't look down on me, okay? Scrambled eggs with tomatoes are now easy to make."

A very proud look.

When this was mentioned, Teacher Xie suddenly got to the point, "Last time you said you had a falling out with your best friend, what happened in the end?"

amount.

Mother has a very good memory.

Silence.

"Actually, it's not a big deal." Liang Weining said calmly: "Let's talk it out, and let's be tolerant and give in. The friendship can still continue."

After his daughter finished speaking, Teacher Xie suddenly understood.

I mean, we've made peace.

In this case, it is necessary to have a deeper understanding.

such as.

"Where is the other person from? What job does he do?" Teacher Xie asked naturally on a whim.

Liang Weining was not suspicious.

She said in a serious tone, "He is in the same industry as me. We met at work. He is from Hong Kong and the eldest in his family."

The moment he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped.

What follows what.

This is too much, isn't it?

I observed Teacher Xie's reaction imperceptibly, and the result was calm as still water.

Maybe Teacher Xie was simply curious, or wanted to help her make friends.

"It's getting late, go to bed first. If you don't have any plans tomorrow, accompany me to Jinxiu Road."

Splendid Road.

"What for?" she asked.

Teacher Xie left a message: "Order a few formal suits for your dad."

Oh.

New clothes for the New Year.

But why must I wear formal clothes? And why do I need to wear several sets at once?

Is there any happy event at home?
The only happy event in the near future is probably Lao Liang’s 50th birthday party in three months.

Thinking of this, Liang Weining began to think about what kind of gift to prepare for his father.

Men know men best.

Do you want to consult the boss tonight?
It should be possible.

After making the decision, Liang Weining pushed her suitcase into the bedroom, took a comfortable hot bath, lay on the bed and opened her boyfriend's chat box.

In less than a moment, I received a reply from Mr. Chen.

[After more than 20 years together, you should understand your father best. 】

Liang Weining regretted.

I almost forgot, there is a generation gap.

The boss and Lao Liang are not in the same age group at all. Moreover, their work experience and social environment are completely different.

She typed: [I have a few ideas, can you spare some time to help me with some advice? ]

【Um. 】

The man raised the corner of his lips slightly.

His younger sister took the initiative to let him participate in family activities, which was a good omen.

But there is one thing he has to ask: [During the Spring Festival, do you plan to tell your parents about your relationship? ]

However, the news fell silent.

Mr. Chen didn't know that in just a few minutes of free time, the extremely tired girl fell asleep in seconds.

We drove all the way in a hurry, and the snail noodles were really addictive.

Whether or not to confess will have to wait until tomorrow.

Let Liang Weining prepare his speech in advance.