He was willing to solemnly bring her to his parents and into his life. This was definitely not a rash decision, but even a clear statement and a promise.

On Friday afternoon, Zhu Xiaobei had just finished correcting a mountain of test papers for a professor. He was so tired that he returned to his small table like a stray dog. Before he could breathe well, he received a call from Han Shu and asked her to have dinner at home.

Zhu Xiaobei and Han Shu haven't seen each other for nearly a week. Last Saturday, she had already agreed to go to his house to try his cooking skills, but finally gave up in a hurry. Zhu Xiaobei could see that Han Shu was seriously confused at the time, and all the strangeness seemed to start from the first sight of Xie Junian. Zhu Xiaobei did not doubt that there was a certain connection between the men and women. When she was sitting in Han Shu's car, she originally planned to ask with confidence like a normal girl.

"Han Shu, what do you have to do with her? Tell me, why don't you say, you say I want you to say..." Such words circled in her heart, and before she could say anything, she wanted to laugh. As a result, until Han Shu parked the car downstairs where she lived, and said "goodbye" politely, she still didn't have time to say what she asked as a girlfriend. Zhu Xiaobei was a little depressed later, but she was frightened to find that a large part of her depression actually came from her curiosity that was not satisfied.

After Zhu Xiaobei's friend Zheng Wei learned that she had finished her romantic date and returned to her dormitory in shame to eat instant noodles, she felt so contempt that Zhu Xiaobei felt that she had not been so raising her head in front of her sisters in her life. It was not until she received Han Shu's invitation again and asked married people for advice on countermeasures that she felt that she had saved some face.

"Weiwei, do you think what he cooks will be very unpalatable?"

"Eat? How can you think about eating?" Zheng Wei said in a singular voice on the other end of the phone in a Gaobatu voice, "What matters is not what to eat, Zhu Xiaobei, you are not a pig. The atmosphere! The key is eating atmosphere! Candlelight, music, a little more ambiguity, and then..."

"And what?"

"And then quickly take possession of him."

"You know playing romantic is not my strength."

"You don't have to worry about this. Han Shu is a master. As long as you don't mention eating fried noodles with raw garlic, there is no problem."

While waiting for Han Shu to come to pick her up, Zhu Xiaobei tried hard to recall the steps Zheng Wei arranged for her, and for no reason she felt a little unstoppable. She opened the manuscript she had accumulated since her student days, trying to find one or two beautiful poems to calm her impetuous heart.

Ricker described in "Autumn":

Who doesn't have a house at this moment?

There is no need to build it.

Who is lonely at this moment?

Alone forever

...

Seeing such a moving poem, what emerged in Zhu Xiaobei's mind was the first sentence of Zheng Wei: "Whoever is virgin tonight will be virgin forever." Thinking of this, she couldn't help but mutter: "Sin, sin."

Han Shu arrived very on time, and he never liked to let women wait. In fact, where he went to work was not far from G-Da and lived very close to him. Zhu Xiaobei had previously suggested that he could take the bus, but Han Shu laughed at her as stupid.

Seeing Zhu Xiaobei dressed in casual clothes, although Han Shu's aesthetic has always been more feminine, he must admit that he would rather Zhu Xiaobei look like this.

"Han Shu, what are you planning to do tonight?" Although Zheng Wei repeatedly emphasized that Zhu Xiaobei should not pay much attention to the word "eat", Zhu Xiaobei still couldn't help but ask.

Han Shu looked a little surprised: "I'm doing it? Didn't I say on the phone, was I going to my parents' house for dinner?"

"What?" Zhu Xiaobei was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. "No?" She thought, probably because she had not yet gotten rid of the overwhelming motor principle test paper when she answered the phone, and the keywords were missed.

"You don't have to worry, my parents are not very scary." Han Shu comforted her that the "tyranny" of their old man was just targeting him alone.

Zhu Xiaobei laughed dryly. She had heard about Han Shu's family background from Zheng Wei. In fact, she had nothing to fear about Dean Han. Zhu Xiaobei traveled around the world, and had never seen anyone, and had not committed a crime. Why are she afraid that the president of the court? She just felt uncomfortable with the term "parent" itself.

Han Shu quickly understood and said with a smile: "Isn't this a hurdle that I'll pass sooner or later? I think I need to introduce you to them."

Although he was smiling, his expression was serious. Zhu Xiaobei knew his sincerity. A person like Han Shu who valued his own feelings and self-space could easily give women the feeling that they could not be grasped tightly. However, he was willing to solemnly bring her to his parents and bring her into his life. This was definitely not a rash decision, but it could even be said to be a clear statement and a promise.

Zhu Xiaobei was a little moved. Although she didn't know why Han Shu made such a decision hastily, for her who obviously hated marriage, wasn't it just a long drought and rain?

"Your expression is very complicated. Can I understand that you are struggling fiercely in your heart?" Han Shu looked at Zhu Xiaobei with a smile.

"What's the matter with this? Just go." Zhu Xiaobei said boldly.

Han Shu's family was in the first living area of ​​the High Court. At a glance, the small building was equivalent to the building of the President of the University of G.H. As soon as Han Shu turned off the fire, Zhu Xiaobei, who was forced to calm all the way, suddenly bent down with extreme pain, and the sound of "Ouch" was endless.

"Are you okay?" Han Shu was obviously startled.

"My stomach hurts." Zhu Xiaobei moaned.

Han Shu reached out to help her: "Then get out of the car quickly. My mother is a doctor, let her show you."

"I have diarrhea. Han Shu, sorry, I think I'd better not go to your house, I'm eating bad things."

"Even if you have diarrhea, don't you think the nearest bathroom is in our house?"

Zhu Xiaobei shook his head in pain, then leaned over and attached it to Han Shu's ear and muttered softly. She said too concealedly, and Han Shu was confused at first, and cooperated with her ambiguous expression, and finally understood.

"That...oh...ah?"

Zhu Xiaobei continued, "You know, the first time I came to the door, I can't ask your mother if she borrowed the 'that' right?"

Han Shu was speechless and shrugged: "I'm not sure if my mother has 'that' to lend you. Well, Zhu Xiaobei, do you mean that you are going to retreat now?"

Zhu Xiaobei's smile was very flattering: "If you have no objection."

Han Shu knocked on the steering wheel with her hand, and finally smiled: "I'll take you back."

"No, no, you have arrived at the door of your house, don't send it." Zhu Xiaobei refused repeatedly, "You go in quickly, I'll leave by myself, there's no problem."

"real?"

"What's more true? I'll leave first, it's better not to say that I've been here. Bye bye, call."

Han Shu watched Zhu Xiaobei leave at lightning speed, and was a little helpless. Zhu Xiaobei could escape in the face of battle, but he couldn't.

Hearing Han Shu's voice opening the door, Han's mother was already waiting behind the door. When she saw her son, she touched his arm with distress and kept saying, "Baby, I haven't been home for almost two weeks. It's up to how thin you are. Is the health supplement I prescribed for you not taken on time? The busier you are, the more you need to pay attention to your health. I asked you to move back and you didn't listen..."

When Han Shu heard that his mother could not change her "baby" she could not change, she suddenly felt a little grateful that Zhu Xiaobei was not present. He hugged his mother's shoulders and did not let her continue to chant.

"I said, "Oh my god, I'm so full of food that I eat every day. How can I eat when I eat the health supplements you give me? Besides, you are so slim, how fat can I be like a son?"

His compliment around the corner quickly made the mother happy. Han's mother laughed and scolded: "I know I'm talking nonsense. I'll drink more soup later. I cooked myself for an afternoon."

The mother and son walked towards the living room while talking. Dean Han, who was sitting on the sofa pretending to read the newspaper, snorted from his nose: "My son is almost thirty years old and still spoils him so much. No wonder he is immature until now. Alas, how much a kind mother defeats her son."

After hearing this, Han Shu looked at her mother and looked at each other tacitly and smiled. This was the habitual opening remark of Dean Han when he saw his son. They had heard too much and had long been numb.

Han Shu grew up in a typical family of strict fathers and kind mothers. Dean Han and his wife have a son and a daughter. Han Shu is the youngest son and a sister four years older than him. Han Lin seems to have inherited her father's rigor and dumb personality better than Han Shu since childhood, and never needs too much worry from her parents. In the past, Dean Han was always proud of her, but after graduating from the top university of politics and law in China, Han Lin went abroad to study and met a true emperor from a foreign country. Before she graduated from a parent's objection, she married to Belgium and did everything.

A working housewife is now the mother of three children. For this reason, Dean Han was reluctant to answer the call from his daughter for a long time. He did not understand why his excellent daughter would give up a bright future and do housework for a "ghost man". However, in the past one or two years, perhaps time has finally made him get used to and accept this fact, and the three mixed-race grandchildren are really cute, so he gradually felt relieved. Therefore, his expectations for his children have to be placed on his son who was not optimistic about in the past.

In Han Shu's memory, he ate his father's bamboo shoots and fried meat when he was a child. Dean Han is a firm believer in "a filial son under the stick". He gives his children the most orthodox education, hoping that children can become pillars when they grow up. Han Shu thought that if the respected Dean Han had read "Crayon Shin-chief", he would have a deep understanding, because he treated his son as a calamari, but his son was like Shin-chief when he was a child. Of course, in Han Shu's own opinion, he was absolutely more than other children than other children. Of course, in Han Shu's opinion, he was definitely more than other children.

Be motivated, but it is obvious that he is always a distance away from Dean Han’s request. Until before going to college, his growth model was always scolded by his father and his mother was spoiled. He was often criticized by Dean Han. When he turned around, he was held in his arms and called out with a heart-to-heart. Han Shu believed that under such circumstances, he could still thrive into the Han prosecutor today, and not become Jia Baoyu or a criminal, which is really something to be proud of.

After a few greetings between the father and son, Han's mother called him to the dining table. Han's mother and aunt were in the kitchen, and Dean Han asked Han about some work matters.

"I heard that your branch has reported you as an outstanding young prosecutor candidate in the city."

"It's true, but it's just a candidate." Han Shu was very careful when answering such questions. If he showed pride, his father would definitely criticize him for being too arrogant, but if he was too low-key, it would be attributed to being too negative.

Sure enough, even though he answered this way, Dean Han still said while drinking tea: "I have told you Cai Jian many times. It's okay if you spoiled you privately, but you shouldn't do this in business."

"I think she is a person with clear public and private affairs." Han Shu said softly and hard, and helped her father renew her tea.

"You, you should still be careful to be arrogant and impatient in the future. Don't think that you have achieved some insignificant results over the years and have been soaring to the sky. Don't think that I don't know that you have a good reputation today, and most of the difficult cases have hardly fallen on you."

"Didn't you also tell me that you should be serious and cautious when taking cases? I can't smash Dean's golden signboard." Han Shu said with a smile.

Wearing thousands of times, and flattering is not worn. This is the law that remains unchanged throughout the ages, and it also applies to Dean Han. Sure enough, the old man shook his head, said nothing, but his face eased a lot. Han Shu laughed in his heart. Of course, he would not point it out in front of his father. More than one person secretly mentioned to him that anyone who compliments his son in front of Dean Han would definitely work better than complimenting him himself. Dean Han, who seems to never speak softly at home, talked about his son in front of outsiders, and his only comment was, "My son is still like me."

But Han Shu didn't feel that he was like his father in private. First of all, he looked more like his mother in appearance, so he thought he was much more handsome than Dean Han. Secondly, no matter how great his achievements he achieved in his career, he would not regard work as his whole belief like his father. For Han Shu, even if he loved work, enjoying life was the first priority, so he would work hard, but he would not sacrifice his happiness to fight.

While talking, Han's mother had already brought the stewed duck with ginkgo and water to the father and son.

"Don't add pepper, less salt and less oil, this is yours, Lao Han... add pepper, as long as the soup doesn't contain content, baby, this is yours."
Chapter completed!