In the living room, Yang Xuming's mother was almost laughing from ear to ear.

"Hahaha...Xiaoxue quickly sit down and let Yang Xuming, this little brat, serve the food by himself."

With that, my mother glared at Yang Xuming, who was bringing out the dishes from the kitchen, and complained, "You said you brought Xiaoxue home, why didn't you tell me in advance?"

"It's fine now, my old lady didn't prepare anything, your kid hit me suddenly!"

Being complained by his mother, Yang Xuming was helpless.

"What do you prepare? Isn't the food here pretty good? There are meat and fish, big fish and big meat, are you not ready yet?"

"Don't be so polite, it makes everyone uncomfortable."

Yang Xuming also complained about his mother.

Madam Yang glared at him and said, "What **** thing is the brat saying? Ren Xiaoxue finally came to our house, and you sent people away at any meal? Shouldn't you prepare some gifts?"

Yang Xuming almost vomited blood, "Damn! What are you thinking about mom? She and I are just ordinary friends, don't get me wrong, okay!"

Madam Yang still stared at Yang Xuming, "Did I say that you are not an ordinary friendship? Wouldn't it be okay for you to take your friends home and express my concern as a mother?"

Ying Sixue interrupted the communication between the mother and son with a smile, and said.

"Auntie, it's okay, Amin and I came to see you. As juniors, we didn't prepare gifts for you. How embarrassed to ask you to prepare gifts for us."

Mother Yang turned her face and smiled, "Look at Xiaoxue, she's so sensible."

She turned her head and glared at Yang Xuming again, "Look at you little **** again, and have a virtue with your dad."

"When your dad stole my fish back then, I knew that your Yang family were all small villains."

Yang Xuming rolled his eyes and was too lazy to care about his mother.

He brought out all the dishes in the kitchen, and was about to say that he was eating, only to find that his mother and Ying Sixue were happily talking about a necklace.

His mother is wearing this necklace, and the two are discussing the suitability of this necklace.

Yang Xuming was stunned.

"Damn! Where did this necklace come from?" Yang Xuming was almost scared of myocardial infarction.

Mom, are you familiar with it? You dare to accept this kind of gift from the eldest lady?

And Ying Sixue, didn't you say that you only brought some underwear and toiletries to go out? How to explain this necklace?

Yang Xuming stared at Ying Sixue with an unkind expression, Ying Sixue looked at it with a smile, and the two looked at each other for a second.

Mother Yang strongly interrupted the two of them looking at each other, "Xiaoxue gave it to me, what's wrong? When your mother even wants to receive a gift, do you allow it?"

Ying Sixue nodded again and again, "That's right, A Ming managed too broadly. This is a piece of filial piety from others, and this necklace looks really good when worn by auntie, as if it was tailor-made for the aunt."

Yang Xuming was so angry that he almost vomited blood because of the combination of two punches.

He glared at Ying Sixue and said, "Dare you tell me the price and brand of this necklace?"

Ying Sixue said frankly, "What's the matter? Although this necklace is not expensive, I bought it in an ordinary silver jewelry store. It is only worth 500 yuan, but that is my heart! Is it because it is cheap, I can't give it away Did you give it to Auntie?"

Mother Yang waved her hand quickly, "No, no, Xiaoxue, ignore this bastard. Auntie likes it very much. This necklace is the most beautiful necklace I have ever seen in my life."

Then she looked at Yang Xuming a little angrily, and said, "Hunboy, what is your attitude? Do you talk to Xiaoxue in your tone of voice?"

Yang Xuming looked at his mother speechlessly and said, "Mom, you are too good to lie... She said a few hundred dollars, do you really believe a few hundred dollars? Believe it or not, I will find the price for you now. what!"

With that said, Yang Xuming took out the phone and scanned the necklace on his mother's neck with the camera, and quickly identified the brand and price of the necklace.

Rely on... Really more than five hundred cheap goods?

Yang Xuming was stunned.

The mother on the sofa glanced at him and said, "How much is it?"

"Five... Five hundred and eight..." Yang Xuming looked at Ying Sixue speechlessly, "Yes, Miss, you put one." You wait for me.

Ying Sixue looked at him grinningly, and said two words with her mouth—come on.

Yang Xuming gave her a frustrated look, and said, "Okay, it's time to eat, and it will be cold if you don't eat."

With that, Yang Xuming moved a stool over by himself and sat opposite his mother and Ying Sixue, "Tonight I..."

The moment he sat down, the whole person froze.

Mother and Ying Sixue, who were smiling and chatting happily, had another figure beside them.

A blood-red figure.

The scarlet wedding gown shone faintly from the lights in the living room, like surging blood.

The pale face stared at him silently.

Plum……

Just like this, there was a blood-red figure beside Yang Xuming's mother, sitting quietly beside her.

But all this seems to be only visible to Yang Xuming.

My mother was still smiling and chatting with Ying Sixue, very happy, she didn't notice the people sitting next to her.

The expression on Yang Xuming's face froze.

He hesitated for a few seconds, finally got up and walked into the kitchen.

Mother Yang, who had already picked up the tableware and prepared to eat, was a little strange, "Smelly boy, where are you going?"

Soon, Yang Xuming came out with a pair of chopsticks with rice in the bowl.

He put this pair of bowls and chopsticks beside him, and said, "For plums."

The smile on Madam Yang's face froze completely.

She was silent for a few seconds and said, "What kind of nerves does your kid have?"

The expression on Madam Yang's face was a bit ugly. If it hadn't been for Ying Sixue, she would have gone crazy.

But the expression on Ying Sixue's face was also a little stiff, and her gaze was almost the same as Yang Xuming.

Obviously, Ying Sixue also saw the blood red wedding gown by the dining table.

She gently pulled Yang Xuming's mother's hand and said, "Auntie, it's time to eat."

Mother Yang Xuming took a deep breath and gave Yang Xuming a fierce look, without frustrating.

But this meal was a bit speechless.

Yang Xuming's gaze stayed by his side, almost intently, he didn't even look away when he was picking up vegetables.

Beside him, there was a blood-red figure sitting quietly.

She sat there, looking blankly at the rice bowl in front of her, indifferent.

But even so, even if Yang Xuming could only look at her quietly, he was already very satisfied.

Ying Sixue is similar to Yang Xuming, although she has a meal in her hand, she has been quietly looking at the direction beside Yang Xuming.

There was curiosity in her eyes.

This meal was very quiet.

But for a certain man, he was very satisfied.

It's just that the eyes are a little bit sore.

He remembered that today is Qixi Festival...

PS: Happy Chinese Valentine's Day