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Chapter 30 Wang Dong's Parents

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    On New Year's Day, Zhang Hua, who had been well-dressed, followed Wang Dong to his parents' house, which was in the municipal committee's community.

    Zhang Hua walked into the community, and the whole community was like a park.  Facing the entrance of the community is a large fountain, inside which stands a rockery, and there are many red goldfishes about one inch swimming around in the fountain.  There is a large square on the left side of the fountain, and various facilities for sports activities are arranged on the square.  There is a two-storey building on the right side of the fountain, and there are several gilt characters on the wall at the corridor: Municipal Party Committee Elderly Activity Center.  Behind the fountain is a large lawn, which is divided into pieces by crisscross paths.  Each path is about five meters wide, and all kinds of small cars are parked on both sides, as if a silent car show is being held here.

    The two of them walked across the path to a 40-meter-high elevator building. There are many such buildings in the community, and each building only has four floors and houses four families.  Wang Dong took out the key to open the door, took out a pair of slippers from the closet and handed them to Zhang Hua.

    Zhang Hua looked at Wang Dong's parents' house while changing his shoes. The whole house was about 300 square meters in size, as high as a three-story building, and divided into upper and lower floors.  There are two well-made sculptures and handicrafts erected at the entrance of the hall. The windows are Gothic buildings with arc-shaped vaults at the top and borders with plaster lines with patterns. Slender columns are erected on both sides.  There is a gorgeous chandelier hanging from the top of the living room, the wall is light yellow wallpaper, and several exquisite oil paintings are hung. The floor is milky white antique brick, and there is a detour between the dark maple furniture and velvet fabric sofa.  of stairs.

    A classical Western European-style family structure was displayed in front of Zhang Hua. She had never seen such a graceful and luxurious family, and she felt as if she had walked into a palace.  The family life of simple officials will only be shown on TV, and those pictures look similar to the family life of ordinary people. Of course, she knows that these things cannot be believed, but she never thought that the pictures of rich people's lives would appear in front of her eyes like this.  She once went to Wang Dong's home in Lijing District, but it was just a simple decoration with three bedrooms and two living rooms (she didn't know that Wang Dong didn't arrange the house at all in order to move out of his parents' house as soon as possible, and single men will never have the concept of home.  as delicate as a woman).  She thought that the home of Wang Dong's parents might not be far from Wang Dong's home, but the decoration would be more luxurious.

    However, the difference between a private house and a palace made her feel as if Grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden, puffed out her cheeks, looked straight at her eyes, said nothing, and stood at the door thinking stupidly, not knowing where to put her feet in slippers.  Whether to advance or retreat.  All the preparations I made before coming here disappeared, and the words I thought about turned into a ball of paste stuck in my mouth and I couldn't make a sound.

    Wang Mingcheng and Li Xueying were watching TV downstairs when they heard the noise and looked at the door.  Wang Mingcheng only glanced at it, then turned his gaze back to the TV.  Li Xueying looked at her husband, and sat down again after she was about to get up, without speaking.

    Wang Dong took the embarrassed Zhang Hua to his parents and introduced, "This is my parents, and this is Zhang Hua."

    Wang Mingcheng sat firmly on the sofa, frowning, staring directly at the TV.  He was very large, with a slightly protruding belly from his sitting position.  His head was large, and his glossy hair was scrupulously plastered on it.  Under the high bridge of the nose, a pair of nostrils are particularly large, and the thin lips seem to be stuck firmly with glue, and there is no slightest gap. Only the oval chin eases the tension of the entire face.  His eyes were majestic and formidable, obviously he was watching TV, but Zhang Hua felt that he seemed to be scrutinizing himself, and there was a trace of imperceptible disgust in his eyes, which made her more restrained.

    He is about the same age as Zhang Weitao, but they are completely different types of men.  Zhang Weitao gives people the feeling of being intimidating, but he gives people the feeling of being cold. If you have to find something in common, it is that these two kinds of people will involuntarily exude an aura that is not angry but mighty, and this aura will make people face  Their people felt oppressed for no reason, and feared in their hearts.

    Wang Dong looks like his mother. Although Li Xueying is over fifty years old, she still maintains a charming appearance.  She has long black and shiny hair like a girl, big double eyelids, and although there are shallow fishtail marks in the corners of her eyes, it does not affect the delicateness and brightness of her eyes. The kindness revealed by those eyes makes Zhang Hua feel a little warm in his heart  .  Her skin was well maintained, and there was a slight blush on her fair and tender cheeks.  Her expression is dignified and noble, and only the slight opening and closing of her small nose reveals the real excitement in her heart.

    "Hello, Uncle and Auntie." Zhang Hua greeted Wang Dong's parents anxiously, holding his breath and standing aside timidly, like a lamb about to be slaughtered.

    Wang Mingcheng felt that this girl was too petty, she didn't have the noble aristocratic temperament of his friends' daughters, and she didn't have anything worthy of his admiration, but after all, she was the girlfriend brought back by his son, and he reluctantly snorted out of his nose because he cared about face.  One is a greeting.

    Li Xueying's eyes showed satisfactionSmile, this girl is very beautiful, and she will not bully her son in the future with her well-behaved and weak appearance.  She kindly asked Zhang Hua to sit down, and began to ask about his family situation.

    Zhang Hua was sitting on pins and needles, she obviously felt that Wang Dong's father didn't like her, so she only sat for a while and hinted that Wang Dong would leave.

    Although Wang Dong didn't feel any pressure, he really couldn't bear to see Zhang Hua's pitiful appearance, which was completely different from the confident and cheerful Zhang Hua he had seen before.  He knew the small calculations in his father's mind, and he was already saving face by not attacking him face to face.  Anyway, they had met him, and their goal had been achieved, so he found an excuse to leave with Zhang Hua, and didn't even eat lunch at home.

    Wang Mingcheng didn't keep them, and he didn't even mean to get up and see them off. It was Li Xueying who sent them downstairs and told his son to bring Zhang Hua back often.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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