Everyone was worried, but in order to liven up the atmosphere, Su Bingyun called Lao Liao from time to time to pick up food and drink, and deliberately recalled some interesting things to his parents, which was actually for Lao Liao to listen to.

After drinking, the small family has their own way of living. Su Delun doesn't eat, so he chats with his wife for a few words, picks up a few chopsticks and puts them in his mouth, deliberately talking about people or things that are not related to Lao Liao, which seems a little distant in plainness.

Su Bingyun quickly went to serve Lao Liao and specially used a small bowl. When she was in the second-floor restaurant of the school, she had really seen Lao Liao swallowing voraciously, with the rice grains flying everywhere, and instantly the bowl was swept away, and the soup was licked clean with her tongue. At this time, using the small bowl was to imply that the lover should pay attention to maintaining his image and not let his parents laugh at him.

"Liao Xuebing, I cooked this crispy eel slice by myself. How do you taste it?" Su Bingyun chuckled and picked up a piece of eel slice and put it into the lover's bowl.

After a while, the bowl was filled with fish and chicken, tender chicken wings, delicate fish, and crispy wool soup back, all of which were good ingredients. Su Delun was secretly jealous: "Good guy, even my daddy is not treated so well."

The small bowl of rice was only half the size of a palm. Liao Xuebing didn't intend to be polite at all. He took a deep breath and slowly picked up the bowl in Su Delun's surprised gaze. His right hand suddenly started, and the chopsticks jumped dozens of times at lightning speed. He couldn't see clearly the process. The ups and downs were like dense crackers, and the food was put into his mouth as if pouring water. His mouth chewed quickly, and the sound was continuous, like a strong wind sweeping the fallen leaves. In an instant, the bottom of the bowl was facing the sky.

It is worthy of being a bronze tooth sweeping Liuhe, and an iron mouth shakes Liao Xuebing from the eight wastelands.

Su Delun and Deng Ruiqi maintained the same position. They were going to pick up the vegetable field and the chopsticks remained in the air for a long time without moving, which was more stable than the reef. They were so shocked that they could not think: Hungry... The starving ghost was reincarnated? It was not that they had never seen him eating in a hurry, but this was the first time they had seen him so quickly.

Lao Liao spit out a few bones slowly and bounced on the table. It was slippery and transparent enough to reflect, and there was no meat residue left.

Su Delun took out the napkin and wiped it off straight lines and went down to the ground.

Su Bingyun was embarrassed and smiled and said, "I'll pour you a cup of hot water." He seemed to be not full yet. But it seemed that he couldn't let him eat anymore...

When Su Delun and his wife looked at each other, they both saw that the other party was heavy: This young man is not suitable for our Bingyun. Bingyun is such a gentle and delicate girl, following this rude guy, she will not have a good life in the future.

After eating 80% full, I drank a glass of water, and my face was full of comfort. I patted my belly and said, "I'm full! Thank you Mr. Su for your reception!"

After the meal, Liao Xuebing had no intention of saying goodbye, and the couple was not good at making sex. Su Delun was afraid that his daughter would invite him to the boudoir to do the "silly matter" so he planned to delay the time. He said, "Xiao Liao, you don't have any good programs to watch this TV. Why not let's fight in the study?"

Lao Liao smiled and said, "Since Mr. Su is interested, I will accompany you and ask Mr. Su to show his affection."

Su Bingyun took the initiative to help her mother clean up the table. She hummed a song in the kitchen and washed the dishes and cut them clean one by one. Deng Ruiqi could know without thinking that it wasn't for the boy's joy? She said: "Bingyun, how did you and Xiao Liao know each other?"

When Su Bingyun was young, she often talked to her mother about her worries, but she didn't seem to be distant at this time. She smiled and said, "I knew he existed at a very young age, but he had no impression of me at that time. Mom, do you still remember it? I told you before that it was the boy who saved me."

"Ah? Is it him?" Deng Ruiqi suddenly realized and was worried inexplicably: that was the only boy Bingyun had mentioned actively over the years, but the idol worshipped by Girls' Generation does not mean that she can live a lifelong companion.

"Bingyun. I heard from my mother that you must consider carefully when having a boyfriend..."

...

Su Delun wanted to vomit blood. The chessboard was full of horses, leaping on the horses, stumbled on the horses, and stumbled on the chain. The two-way and sixth chariots were driven straight down. In a moment, dozens of rounds were killed by Liao Xuebing, leaving only the bald old coach in the nine-grid town.

After winning ten games in a row, the game lost. Moreover, the scene was extremely ugly, and even the father-in-law didn't give him face. Is there any reason for the law? Is there any king's law?

Liao Xuebing observed Su Delun's face full of gloomy face and smiled apologized: "Mr. Su, how about I let you two cars?"

"No!" Su Delun jumped over the horse and crossed the river, and the chess piece slapped the mountain.

Lao Liao finally realized something was wrong and deliberately sent a car to the other party's muzzle.

But this was too obvious, and it was not a mistake. It was clearly a naked humiliation. Su Delun couldn't swallow this and had to regain his dignity on the chessboard. He insisted on not eating his car. But the car was standing in the middle road, protruding out its edge, entrenching the military strategists in the middle, and they must fight for the heavy battle. They were guarding their camp. Since they didn't eat, they could not be idiot to the point of coming to the door to die, so they had to tie their hands and feet. All the chess pieces were huddled in this end of the Chuhe Han Realm. The carriage, horses and cannons were all seen by the carriage, horses and cannons, but they were embarrassed to hit him with shamelessness. They were so depressed that they almost accumulated into stomach piercings.

Old Liao was embarrassed to eat the land of his father-in-law again, so he was careful. Even if his father-in-law didn't see the situation clearly, he had to try every means to avoid it. The back and forth, it became a long-lasting tug-of-war. Su Delun's chess quality was high but his chess skills were low, so he could not destroy the opponent. He delayed for half an hour. The chess pieces moved around and walked countless steps and abandoned the chessboard. Finally, he always raised his face and pushed the chessboard and said, "Even if we have a game! How about we play Go?"

Go is known as the Muye Fox, the most charming mind. However, Su Delunqin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and all martial arts are loose, Go is still half a bucket of water and material. After putting it on the plate, it makes a move like flying. Liao Xuebing has entered the final state without much effort, and has wiped him out without leaving any armor, winning dozens of eyes.

The helpless father-in-law could not imagine, and he always had to find a way to overshadow the limelight of his son-in-law, so he brought out the hand-copied rare book of "The Stone" of the Qianlong Dynasty, which he had collected for many years.

How could Lao Liao be a fuel-efficient floor lamp? Is it so easy for you to be arrogant? After wearing gloves and holding up the yellowed floor thread to load paper, I immediately criticized it, saying that it is very different from the original A-book recognized in history. There is also a conflict with the content of Zhiyanzhai's criticism, and there is not even a seal. The handwriting is not neat enough, unlike the copying of people during the Qianlong period, but it is like a fake in the Republic of China. Finally, from a scientific perspective, if these ink marks were used for carbon 14 identification, it would definitely not exceed eighty years.

Su Delun spent hundreds of dollars to buy it back in the antique market, but he never hired an expert. Lao Liao said it with confidence. Every sentence sounded very reasonable, at least 80% believed it, his face was red and white, and he almost tore up the "rare book".

It was getting late, and Su Bingyun took her boyfriend home for the first time, so it was inconvenient to stay for a long time. After they finished talking about the authentic fakes of the ancient calligraphy and painting collection, they greeted Liao Xuebing.

Su Delun, who was both physically and mentally, sent him to the door and smiled and said, "Xiao Liao often comes to play when he has time." He thought to himself, "I know very well about traditional culture? OK. OK, I wish you come again next time. At that time, I will invite my friend from the calligraphy and painting world to suffocate you to death."

After leaving the apartment community, Su Bingyun's face was full of laughter and immediately turned into worries, saying, "My mother seems to disagree with us. What should I do?"

"Why? Am I not handsome enough, am not tall enough, or have no money?"

"No, they think you are too unpolite." Su Bingyun suddenly hugged Lao Liao and said, "I will invite you to my house next time. Can you pretend in front of them in the future... I know you don't like this, even for me, okay?"

Warm fragrance and soft jade were full of embrace, and the beauty was seduced, so Liao Xuebing had to think carefully: "Well, I swear I will make your parents change."

A affectionate kiss came and drove away.

When I turned on my phone, there were more than a dozen missed calls, all concentrated at the six o'clock period. After calling back, I could only hear blind voices. I opened the address book and searched back and forth several times. Finally, I found the same number under Ye Yuhu's name, and my eyes couldn't help but tighten.

The thing seems to be like this. Heilongtang wants to avenge Abiao's revenge, and he is prepared when he comes. He must be blocked at the front and back doors, so Ye Yuhu cannot escape. Uncle Yu, who is known as "a martial arts master on campus", may not help him, and finally surrenders to ask for help from him, but I turned off the phone when I met my father-in-law and mother-in-law. Naturally, I couldn't dial the number. With Li Feidi's means, it is conceivable that Ye will end.

Since he believes that the saying "If you have any problems, find Teacher Liao" is the truth, then he must not stand idly.

I rushed to the candlelight bar on Zhuque Street. It was cold late at night. Most of the speed party members had already asked the girls to warm the bed. They could only soak in the horses. The poor Director Yanyan was playing billiards with Xu Hao.

The club head hit, and with a "knock", the white ball popped up, touching the green No. 14 flower ball, the angle was a bit oblique, the flower ball turned back and forth, dispersing the other balls and finally stopped in the center of the table.

Yan paused the club and sighed: "I haven't touched a woman's breasts, so I'm really not lucky."

"Don't brag if you don't have the level!" Xu Hao said coldly: "Challenging Davis' junior brother Xu Hao is not a wise choice." Davis is a highly ranked billiard player in the world. The Speed ​​Party often takes his own initiative to have connections with them and raise his own value.

But Xu Hao actually hit Kong, and Yan laughed wildly: "Get away! See how I clear the platform with one shot."

Liao Xuebing walked in from outside: "Wait, I need to trouble Director Yan Da to work."

"What, where is the job to do in the cold world?" Yan Dudu said: "Isn't boy Xu Hao here? Why don't you call him?"
Chapter completed!