Chapter 289 The actor sees the actor again

   Yang Niu and Xia Jingxing are sitting on the sofa and watching TV. The TV series "Kangxi Weifu Private Interview" is playing on them.

  "This is the Qing Dynasty in China, right?"

  Xia Jingxing took a high look at the foreign girl, then smiled and asked: "Do you still understand Chinese history? I'm afraid you would ask the Chinese people why their braids suddenly disappeared."

  The foreign girl laughed loudly, "Then you can rest assured, definitely not.

  Since I met you, I have started to eat Chinese food, learn Chinese, learn about Chinese culture, history, and sometimes even read Chinese news. "

  Xia Jingxing also did not expect that the foreign girl made so many changes for herself, so she smiled and said: "After I met you, I also started to eat western food, learn English, and understand American history..."

  The foreign girl knew that Xia Jingxing was talking nonsense again, and couldn't help laughing.

  The two couples in the kitchen heard the laughter and secretly glanced back.

   "This foreigner laughs so loudly! Girls laugh so loudly, not so good!"

  Xia Yuan glanced at his wife, and said in a bad mood: "You are an old-fashioned thinking, not in line with international standards.

  Foreigners are different from us, their thinking and culture are different.

  Don’t take your set of standards that require Chinese girls to demand a foreigner. "

  Zhang Yuqiong quit, and said: "I don't care about outsiders. If she wants to be our daughter-in-law, she has to follow our house rules."

  "Tsk tusk~"

  Xia Yuan smiled and said, "What rules? Feudal families?"

  Zhang Yuqiong shook his head and said with a bitter face: "I didn't mean that, but I was a little weird in my heart.

  I used to say that my son should find a foreign daughter-in-law, but when I found it, I felt something was wrong. "

  Xia Yuan thought for a while, smiled and said, "I see, you have a mental gap.

  Your ideal foreign daughter-in-law should speak fluent Chinese, can communicate with you freely, can do housework, can eat spicy food..."

   "Yes, yes, I almost finished it, it's just a language barrier. I have to translate my son to speak, and sometimes it feels very tiring."

  Xia Yuan shook his head and laughed, "This is a small problem, people still speak a few words in Chinese, Ayi~ is a mouse~"

   "Hey, keep your voice down, you're always out of shape."

  Zhang Yuqiong slapped her husband on the palm. She couldn't help but laugh when she remembered the funny Chinese of the foreign girl: "Don't tell me, this girl is actually quite funny."

   "Of course, my son's vision is good. This girl is pretty beautiful." Xia Yuan said with a smile.

   "Where did you say it? I'm saying people are interesting, you say people are beautiful."

  Zhang Yuqiong squatted, "I’m afraid it’s not necessarily beautiful if you say it’s pretty? Don’t all foreigners look like that?

  And what's the use of being beautiful, the most important thing is to have a good character. "

  Xia Yuan shook his head and chuckled, “It’s not the same. Many foreigners have freckles. They don’t. They look like female stars in Hollywood blockbusters.

  Personality, this is indeed very important, but you only saw people for the first time today, so you can’t rashly define it! "

   Zhang Yuqiong did not answer the topic, and asked: "You said, will your son marry her in the future? I heard that he still went to someone's house.

  If the son gets married in the United States, won’t he stay in the United States in the future? "

  Xia Yuan smiled and said, "Didn't you say that the United States is okay? I hope my son will stay in the United States after graduation."

  Zhang Yuqiong smiled bitterly, "I have said so, but this child has only come back like this once more than a year, and I still feel a little bit reluctant."

  Xia Yuan said with a smile: "Then let your son take you to the United States, isn't it all right?"

  Zhang Yuqiong shook his head, “I’m not going. I’m all foreigners and I’m not used to it.”

  Xia Yuan no longer speaks. He has been an old husband and wife for decades, but he still doesn’t understand, the duplicity.

  After the two couples finished washing the dishes and chatting, they walked out of the kitchen and sat down on the other side of the sofa.

  "Dalun, quickly open the suitcase, I forgot to give the present to my uncle and aunt."

  Xia Jingxing went to open the suitcase again and took out one gift after another.

  There are cosmetics, skin care products, perfumes, belts, watches, etc., a lot of things, all for Xia Jingxing's parents.

  Xia Jingxing did not ask to buy so many things, and even stopped foreign girls, not to buy too expensive, otherwise his dad would make a mistake again.

  Despite his repeated persuasion, the foreign girl insisted on buying a lot of gifts and packed a suitcase.

  Looking at the gift boxes spread over the coffee table, Xia Jingxing’s parents were also shocked.

  After listening to Xia Jingxing’s translation, I realized that these were all gifts bought by foreign girls.

  Zhang Yuqiong smiled and said, "Is this girl too polite?"

  Xia Yuan squeezed, "Look at your face, all smiles bloomed. Just now, you didn't think it was that bad. You don't think it's too bad if you have a gift, right?"

  ……

  The two couples bullied the foreign girl and did not understand the Sichuan dialect, and started to tear each other down directly in front of the foreign girl.

  The foreign girl can't understand, ask Xia Jingxing for help.

   "They said you were too polite, buying so many gifts, it seems like their long-lost daughter..."

  The foreign girl knew that Darren was joking with her again.

  She was a little depressed, and she thought to herself that after returning to the United States, she must do well in Chinese literature so as not to be like a deaf or dumb.

  But she looked at the smiles on Xia Jingxing’s parents’ faces and knew that the other party should be quite happy.

  The son who hadn't seen him for more than a year was directly thrown aside by Zhang Yuqiong, and began to have a long chat with the foreign girl.

  Xia Jingxing is tired enough, because his workload is twice that of the two, and he needs to translate both.

  Finally went to pick up several glasses of water, and he finally finished today's translation work.

  This is because the foreign girl yawned sharply and was not used to the jet lag.

  Xia Jingxing’s mother saw this and ended the chat hastily.

  The next day.

  Xia Jingxing took the foreign girl and went back to the countryside with her parents.

  Almost no foreigners have been seen in the countryside, and the foreigners were watched when they got out of the car.

  Looking at the crowded black crowd, those people still pointed to themselves, the babes frowned and asked Xia Jingxing: "They seem to be talking about me?"

   "Yes, these people are here to welcome you!" Xia Jingxing said with a smile.

  The foreign girl believed it was true. She waved her hand with her father and fellow villagers as a greeting. She also shouted in half-baked Chinese: "You...hoar!"

  The crowd laughed and applauded the foreign girl.

  These people are actually just watching the excitement, and there is nothing malicious in it.

  But after staying for a while, Xia Jingxing still took the foreign girl into the house, lest she would be watched for a long time, and she would definitely feel bored.

  The nephew and grandson brought back a foreign daughter-in-law. The big uncle, big aunt, and grandma were all very happy and greeted the foreign girl enthusiastically.

   Kill chickens and ducks, prepare for hospitality.

  The only dissatisfied is Xia Jingxing’s grandfather, with a straight face.

  The old man pulled Xia Jingxing outside and directly screamed: "There are so many women in the world, why are you looking for a foreign lady?"

  Xia Jingxing knew that the old man’s prejudice against Americans was very deep, almost to the point where it was deeply rooted, and could not be reversed for a while.

   So he had an idea, a calm face, sighed and said: "I can't help it. Now the Americans begin to distrust me and prevent me from the research and development of neutron bombs.

  This foreign girl, Christina's family is a high official in the United States.

  I want to lurk into the neutron bomb research institute. I must sacrifice my hue, fall in love with her, and gain the trust of Americans.

  I actually don’t want to, but I can’t help it. For the country, I can only bear the humiliation. "

  Xia Shihexin thought it was true, and said with a sad face: "I didn’t mean to go to the United States to study for a few years and then come back? Why are you sinking deeper and deeper now, and you have become a spy."

  Xia Jingxing shook his head, with worries written on his face: "The second generation of neutron bombs in the United States have been successfully developed. They can be launched into space with the help of rockets, and then use gravity to shoot back to the earth at twenty times the speed of sound.

  Like an atomic bomb, it must be installed in the warhead of the missile to have long-range strike capability.

  I have almost mastered the technology of the warhead now, and I am still short of the technology of the "gun"..."

  After listening to his grandson, Xia Shihe didn’t speak for a long time. He was very uncomfortable. After a long time, he sighed, “That’s wrong for you. Be this unknown hero.”

   "What's the point of this grievance?"

  Xia Jingxing looked righteous and awe-inspiring, and then reminded his grandfather: "You don't show the foreign girl's face later, or it will be exposed. My personal affairs are small and the country's major events are delayed. It is really impossible to redeem it."

"I know!"

  Xia Shihe nodded. He was an old party member with a high level of consciousness.

  Then the two entered the house again.

  Sure enough, Grandpa Xia Jingxing was like a different person, incarnate as a movie emperor, and chatted with the foreign girl with a smile, asking this and that.

  Xia Jingxing was dumbfounded when he saw it, and today it is the actor and the actor.

  The acting talent of feeling oneself is inherited from generation to generation!

  The foreign girl naturally didn't know anything. After eating, she led a group of children to the river to watch the ducks, and from time to time she threw two firecrackers bought by the canteen in the river.

  (End of this chapter)