The second day of Double Ninth Festival.

morning.

Chen Liang carried the gift he bought last night and knocked on his neighbor's door.

He knew that Deng Zhixian had quit smoking very early due to physical reasons, so he bought wine and tea.

Although there were not as many flowers in my sister-in-law’s house, in Shacheng, more than a thousand boxes of tea and Wuliangye were considered a great gift.

Deng He opened the door.

Seeing Chen Liang standing with something outside the door, she was taken aback.

"Uncle Deng are they there?"

Chen Liang asked.

"Yes, come in."

Deng He reacted, greeted Chen Liang to enter the house, and then shouted to the house: "Dad, Mom, Chen Liang is here."

Deng Zhixian and Peng Encui walked out of the room when they heard the words, and when they saw Chen Liang, they both showed warm smiles.

"Remember your Uncle Deng."

Deng Zhixian seemed to blame.

Chen Liang smiled apologetically.

"Don't listen to your Uncle Deng."

Peng Encui glared at her husband, then looked at the gifts from Chen Liangti.

"It's fine when people come, and what gifts to bring."

"I haven't come back for so long, it should be."

"What are you doing in a daze? Help Chen Liang put things away."

Peng Encui shouted to his daughter.

"Oh."

"give it to me."

Deng He took the gift from Chen Liang and put it back in the bedroom.

"Chen Liang, come and sit down."

The old and the young sat down on the sofa.

Peng Encui went to make tea and wash the fruit.

"Went to see your parents' graves yesterday?"

Deng Zhixian asked.

Chen Liang nodded.

"Seeing you like this, they should be relieved."

Deng Zhixian sighed: "You can see that you are stronger than the average child when you hit my uncle, and you did not disappoint your uncle."

"Chen Liang, come and have tea."

Pen Encui brought a cup of hot tea.

Chen Liang stood up and took it, "Thank you Aunt Peng."

"Thank you, you are just like our own children, eating fruit."

Deng Zhixian's family is very enthusiastic, not much different from when he was a child.

"It's a rare time to come back. I stayed here for dinner at noon. You probably haven't tasted your Aunt Peng's craftsmanship for a long time. Review it today."

Deng Zhixian said.

Kindness is hard to come by.

Chen Liang could only agree.

Deng Zhixian then said to his wife: "You go and buy some good food. At noon, Chen Hao and I have a good drink."

Peng Encui nodded, and Deng He walked out of the room when he was about to go out.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to buy groceries."

"Shall I go with you?"

Peng Encui hesitated, but still refused: "No, you can stay at home to accompany Chen Liang. It's rare to see you once now."

After speaking, Peng Encui went out.

"Don't stand. Come and sit here, you were such good friends when you were young, what are you doing now like this."

Deng Zhixian looked at his daughter and said.

"Dad, what are you talking about? Where did you get a chance?"

Deng He quickly walked to the sofa and sat down.

"It's good if you don't have anything."

Deng Zhixian turned his head: "Chen Liang, I heard that you bought Deng He a bottle of perfume yesterday?"

Although Zheng Zishan gave the perfume, Chen Liang couldn't argue that it was a fact that he bought it, so he could only nod his head.

"It cost you money. It's not easy to make money now. You young people should spend money sparingly. Deng He is the same for you."

"Dad, don't worry if you say me, what did Chen Liang do."

Through yesterday’s shopping, Deng He could at least see that his childhood sweetheart should be developing well in the East China Sea, otherwise it should not be possible to be so lavish.

And Zheng Zishan's performance is enough to explain some problems.

Let Chen Liang buy tens of thousands of cosmetics, as if it were taken for granted.

certainly.

She would like to see this.

Although the times have changed and everyone is no longer a child, she still hopes that each other can have a better life.

"What? I can't say it?"

Deng Zhixian pretended to be dissatisfied.

"Sure enough, Uncle Deng is just like my dad. There is nothing wrong with it."

Chen Liang said immediately.

Deng Zhixian suddenly laughed, looked at Deng He, then at Chen Liang, enjoying the atmosphere of the family now, but for some reason, he suddenly sighed again.

It would be great if Old Chen didn't leave.

Otherwise, they might have become relatives.

Chen Liang has seen him grow up since he was a child. He has a good character, and now he can see that even when he grows up, he hasn't changed. He is an excellent candidate for a son-in-law.

It's a pity that fate makes people.

"Chen Liang, what are you doing in the East China Sea now? Have you ever thought of changing places to develop?"

Deng Zhixian suddenly said: "Deng He's company is hiring people recently, and the salary is good. Are you not a graduate of Tunghai Science and Technology? If you are interested, you can give it a try."

What Ma Xiuyun said yesterday clearly left an impression on him.

If two children can work together, the chances will be much greater.

Although rationally reminded him that he should not give his daughter to a person who has no father and no mother, emotionally, he still instinctively hopes that the two children can get together.

Deng Zhixian's psychology at this time is quite contradictory.

Deng He and Chen Liang looked at each other, and they were a little caught off guard.

"Dad, people are developing well in the East China Sea, how could they suddenly rush to Rongcheng? Isn't this a mess?"

Finally, Deng He spoke.

"Isn't Rongcheng and Donghai too far apart? And you didn't buy a house in Rongcheng, you can live in after the renovation, and rent a house can be saved. This is a lot of money."

Dare to love this not only to want Chen Liang to go to work in Rongcheng, but also to let him live with him?

My father is really a "nostalgic" person.

Deng He smiled, his lips moved, but he didn't know what to say.

At this time, it is natural that Chen Liang is not good enough to continue to remain silent.

"Uncle Deng, I understand your kindness. In the future, Deng He will have to fall in love and make a boyfriend. What if I live in her house and let others misunderstand? And my profession is not related to finance."

Deng Zhixian sighed as he seemed to feel that what Chen Liang said was reasonable.

"Well, uncle is just a suggestion."

"Dad, don't worry about me and Chen Liang. We have our own plan, so you won't bother."

Deng He said with a smile, but Dang even attracted Deng Zhixian's reprimand.

"Then tell me, how do you plan? When do you plan to get married? When do you have children? The second girl upstairs is the same age as you. I don’t even have a boyfriend. When people ask me about this, I don’t have a place to put my face."

Deng He's face changed and he was rather embarrassed.

It would be fine if only his father was there, but Chen Liang was still sitting here.

Chen Liang didn't hold back, he accidentally raised the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, at this age, parents all over the world are probably the same. No matter how good their daughter is, they still care about the third generation.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught Chen Liang's snicker, and Deng He suddenly glared at him secretly.

That expression.

That look.

There is a faint smell of childhood.

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