As soon as Mo Yun picked up the kitchen knife and was about to show off his operation, he was driven out by his mother.

In response to this, Mo Yun could only shake his head: "It seems that you have no good fortune today."

Back in the living room, Mo Yun lay on the familiar and unfamiliar sofa, closing his eyes comfortably, and his heart was very peaceful.

He really hasn't been home for a long time and hasn't seen his parents again for a long time.

Soon, the familiar fragrance spread to the living room, which was the fragrance in Mo Yun's memory.

When he was a child, Mo Yun looked forward to going home from school every night, because when he got home, he could eat the food his mother made.

Although Mo Yun woke up a few years ago and found that the world had become a high martial world, and many things had changed, but in the same way, many things had not changed.

For example, family affection, such as this fragrance.

Although Mo Yun has always regarded himself as a time traveler, he often suspects that everything in another world is actually a dream.

...

After a while, a middle-aged man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes looked at the temperamental middle-aged man, opened the door and walked in.

"Mo Yun, are you back?" Seeing his son, Mo Zheng smiled happily.

"Dad, long time no see you." Mo Yun was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses when he saw Mo Zheng.

"Just come back." Mo Zheng smiled, without saying anything, sat down quietly, as if he had seen nothing, and there was not much fluctuation in his heart.

Mo Yun spread his hands out in response to this.

There is no way, my dad has this personality, he is calm about everything and doesn't care much about anything.

Of course, on the surface, it seems at least that.

Mo Yun didn't know what it actually was.

"Mo Yun, you can transfer the TV to National TV One, and I can watch the news." Mo Zheng suddenly said.

"Haole." Mo Yun agreed, picked up the remote control and pressed the number 25.

The next second, the TV screen jumped, and Guoshi One appeared on the monitor.

Mo Yun held the remote control and a smile flashed across his face.

Such a scene seems to be back when I was a child.

When I went home from school, my mother cooked and waited for my father to come home.

My dad came back, switched the TV to the channel he wanted, and watched the news seriously.

The number 25, Mo Yun pressed it for countless words before, but now he pressed it again, and it felt like he was a different life.

Soon, Wang Yueying brought out a pot of chicken soup with rich colors.

"The child's father, the food is ready, go to the kitchen to take them out."

"Yes, OK." Mo Zheng stood up and was about to walk towards the kitchen.

"Dad, sit down and let me do it." Mo Yun took the lead and ran to the kitchen.

"This kid." Mo Zheng smiled, sat down again, without saying much.

Wang Yueying gave Mo Zheng a blank look, put down the soup and turned to the kitchen: "Mo Yun, be careful, don't burn your hands."

"Mom, don't worry, your son is a warrior after all." Mo Yun smiled and quickly brought the food to the table.

The food was served and the whole family started.

While having a meal, the three of them chatted without a word.

"Mo Yun, you came back with Qian'er this time, right?" Wang Yueying said suddenly.

"Well, I'm back with her." Mo Yun nodded.

"After so many years, your relationship with Qian'er is still so good. It seems that the jokes our two families told when they were young are about to come true." Wang Yueying raised her eyebrows and said with a smile.

Mo Yun: "???"

Mo Yun was having a meal when he almost choked when he heard this.

When will Wang Qian and I have a better relationship?

Mom, don’t talk nonsense!

Also, what the hell are jokes from childhood?

Didn’t Wang Qian and I meet in junior high school?

"Fuck, what are you talking nonsense? The children are still young and still going to school. Why do you talk about these useless things?" Mo Zheng thought for a moment and said with a dark face.

"What did you say? You said this is useless?" Wang Yueying was unhappy and glared at Mo Zheng and said, "When we were as old as Mo Yun, this kid Mo Yun was almost born!"

"What are you saying? Say this in front of the child!" Mo Zheng's face became darker, and he was a little embarrassed at the same time.

Mo Yun looked at all this with a smile on his face, and his heart was extremely quiet.

My parents like to quarrel when they are fine, but the more they are in harmony, the better.

"Mo Yun, don't listen to your father. You should start as soon as possible. You have to take such a good daughter-in-law," Wang Yueying instigated.

Hearing this, Mo Yun's head was covered in black.

"You, you, you will piss me to death!" Mo Zheng was angry: "Mo Yun is still in school, why did you teach him these things!"

"Hmph! My son, I teach you whatever I want! Besides, Mo Yun is 19 years old and is not young anymore, so it's time to find a girlfriend!" Wang Yueying snorted coldly and retorted.

"You, you..." Mo Zheng was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"I don't know what you are worried about. Mo Yun and Qian'er are so compatible. Their academic performance and martial arts are excellent. They are still in the same Wuhan University. I am so destined to be together, so what's wrong with determining the relationship as soon as possible?"

After a pause, Wang Yueying continued: "In my opinion, this matter must be settled earlier. It is best to get married first. Qian'er is so outstanding. After two years, the people chasing her will have to line up several streets!"

Mo Zheng's face became darker and darker: "What era is it? How could anyone get engaged at such a young age? The kids, do you know they are still in school? You just let them think about these erroneous things. Doesn't this affect their studies?"

"Hey, what are you worried about? Mo Yun and Qian'er are both people who know how to behave and will not delay their studies." Wang Yueying said.

"Young man, how can you know so much about it?" Mo Zheng glared at her.

"This..." Luo Xiu was stunned: "You seem to make some sense..."

Seeing that they were talking more outrageous, Mo Yun rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to it.

How could such a big deal as engagement be so hasty!

Dingling--

At this moment, the doorbell rang and Wang Qian's voice came.

"Hello uncle and aunt."

"It's Qian'er, the door is not locked, come in." Wang Yueying said.

Soon, wearing a white down jacket, blue jeans, and a ponytail, Wang Qian, who was full of youth, walked in.

After entering the door, Wang Qian handed the exquisite gift box on her hand to Wang Yueying and said with a smile: "I happened to buy some specialties when I came back."

"Oh, it's enough for people to come, what else can I bring?" Wang Yueying said with a smile.

"They are all small things, I wonder if my uncles and aunts like it." Wang Qian said with her head down.

"I like it, I like it." The more Wang Yueying looked at Wang Qian, the more satisfied he was. He glared at Mo Yun, as if saying: What a sensible girl, I will cherish you for me!

"Hello uncle and aunt, what are you discussing just now? I heard the voices of you two outside the door." Wang Qian was a little confused. She just heard a loud voice outside the door.

"We are talking..." Wang Yueying smiled, intending to make up a reason casually, but before she finished speaking, Mo Yun's voice came over.

"They are talking about our marriage." Mo Yun blurted out and revealed the truth.

"???" Wang Yueying.

"???" Mo Zheng.

"Ah?" Wang Qian was stunned in place, blushing to the base of her neck, lowering her head, hoping to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

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