In my first year of school, I took my counselor home

Xu Ping'an followed behind Song Wanyi and took a look around the house.

The house is very big. The living room alone is almost as big as Sister Pei Pei’s small apartment. There are also many rooms, the layout is very good, and the decoration is also very nice.

Is the family housing so good?

Soon, Song Wanyi stopped in front of a half-open door. From inside, she could faintly hear the deep voice of a middle-aged man, who seemed to be on the phone.

Xu Ping'an's breathing paused slightly, and he felt a little nervous. He should be able to meet Sister Pei Pei's father soon, right?

Compared to the gentle and virtuous mother Pei in front of him, who spoke very softly and always had a smile on her face that made people feel very close, Xu Ping'an was actually a little afraid of meeting Sister Pei's father.

Besides, there’s an old saying that goes, the more a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she likes him. But compared to a son-in-law, a father-in-law…

It was like a kind of suppression coming from the blood. After all, he had quietly entered someone else's vegetable garden and taken away someone else's most precious water cabbage. Uh... something seemed wrong. He should be at the stage where he had just entered someone else's vegetable garden and was pushing hard towards the water cabbage.

But more or less, there will definitely be some people who feel guilty.

Xu Ping'an could imagine that if he and Sister Pei Pei had a daughter in the future, and then suddenly one day a brat appeared out of nowhere and wanted to do something bad to their little girl...

Die to me!

Thinking of this, Xu Ping'an swallowed with some difficulty, then took a deep breath and calmed his nervous emotions a little.

But no matter what, an ugly daughter-in-law still has to meet her parents-in-law, and the same goes for a handsome son-in-law like him.

Just at this moment, Song Wanyi gently pushed open the study door and walked in. Xu Pingan followed closely with a book in his arms, and then the next second he saw the legendary man.

He is tall and straight, with handsome features and clear lines. The few wrinkles at the corners of his eyes show his mature charm after years of accumulation.

This future father-in-law seems quite handsome.

I guess when he was young he could have posed a little bit of a threat to him now.

At this time, Pei's father was standing in front of the study window talking on the phone. When he saw the two people coming in, he glanced over here.

Xu Ping'an followed behind Song Wanyi with a natural expression.

Don't panic, the other party doesn't know you are stealing yet, just behave normally.

"Just put the book on the chair next to you. That's my lover. I'll introduce him to you when he's done with his work." Song Wanyi stopped, turned around and said to Xu Ping'an behind her, while looking at Xu Ping'an calmly.

Although the young man looked normal, she was still keenly aware of the nervousness hidden under his calm expression, and a smile flashed across her eyes.

She thought of the first time Pei's father went to her house to meet her parents. He looked like a completely different person and was so nervous that sweat was pouring down his temples.

"Okay, Aunt Song." Xu Ping'an nodded and put the book on the chair next to him.

"Let's go out first. Auntie will pour you a glass of water." Song Wanyi looked at Xu Ping'an and said, then turned and walked out of the study.

"Okay, thank you Aunt Song." Xu Ping'an nodded obediently again, then followed Song Wanyi out of the study without looking at the legendary man again.

It's not that I'm afraid, it's that I don't dare to look out of respect.

"Go sit on the sofa and take a rest. Auntie will make you some tea."

"No need, Aunt Song, just pour me a glass of water. I'll just sit for a while and then leave. There's no need to be so troublesome." Xu Ping'an said quickly.

He just moved a few books. Aunt Song was so kind to him.

"Okay, then you go sit on the sofa for a while, and I'll go get you a glass of water." Song Wanyi nodded and said.

"Okay, thank you Aunt Song."

"You're so polite again. Don't do that next time." Song Wanyi said with a slightly dissatisfied tone, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Xu Ping'an looked at Song Wanyi's leaving figure, then walked towards the sofa beside him.

Aunt Song is such a nice person and she speaks very pleasantly.

It almost gave him the feeling of seeing his mother.

Coming to the sofa, Xu Ping'an sat down with an upright and meticulous posture. Then he noticed a photo frame placed next to the TV cabinet not far away.

In the photo frame is a picture of a little girl, about four or five years old, wearing a white dress with a bright smile on her pretty face.

Sister Pei Pei was so cute when she was a child. I really wanted to hold her in my arms and cherish her.

In the future, the daughter he and Sister Pei Pei will probably be as cute as this.

A few minutes later, Song Wanyi came out of the kitchen holding a tray with a pot of brewed tea and several very exquisite teacups on it, which made Xu Ping'an feel flattered instantly.

How could he have done such a thing? He was just an ordinary classmate, but Aunt Song actually made a pot of tea for him.

Seeing this, Xu Ping'an hurriedly stood up from the sofa and walked towards Song Wanyi.

"Let me hold it for you, Aunt Song."

Since the tea was already brewed, there was no need for him to say any meaningless polite words.

He just needs to remember the kindness Aunt Song has shown him in his heart and be filial to Aunt Song in the future.

"Okay, this is quite heavy." Song Wanyi said, handing the tray to Xu Ping'an.

The two of them came to the sofa. Xu Ping'an put the tray on the coffee table, then picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and placed it in front of Song Wanyi who was already sitting on the sofa.

Song Wanyi looked at Xu Ping'an and liked him more and more.

No matter how you look at it, it pleases your eyes.

Then Xu Ping'an poured himself a cup of tea and sat on the sofa.

The tea aroma was lingering, fresh and pleasant. Although he didn't know much about tea, just by smelling it, he knew it must be good tea.

The two of them drank tea and chatted. Xu Ping'an made full use of his eloquence to make Song Wanyi very happy. The smile on her face almost never stopped.

As time passed, Xu Ping'an finished drinking the tea in his cup, glanced at the time on the wall clock, turned his head to look at Song Wanyi who was sitting next to him, and said:

"It's getting late. I'll go back first, Aunt Song."

"Okay, you young people go and get busy. Auntie won't keep you here." Song Wanyi nodded and said, without trying to persuade Xu Ping'an to stay here for dinner or anything.

Sometimes being too enthusiastic is not a good thing.

"By the way, Ping An, please leave your contact information to Auntie. I'll ask you for help if I need anything in the future. Just don't think I'm a bother."

"It's not a trouble, it's not a trouble. I wish my aunt would ask me for help every day, so that I can ask for credit from Teacher Pei." Xu Ping'an looked at Song Wanyi and joked.

After exchanging contact information, Xu Ping'an stood up from the sofa, greeted Song Wanyi politely, and walked towards the door.

Seeing this, Song Wanyi also stood up from the sofa, ready to see her promising future son-in-law off.

"Just sit down. You don't have to see me off, Aunt Song."

"Auntie is not going to send you off. There is a bag of garbage in the kitchen. Please help me take it down when you go downstairs." Song Wanyi looked at Xu Ping'an and said.

Xu Pingan: "..."

"Okay, Aunt Song."

Two minutes later, Song Wanyi walked out of the kitchen and came to the door.

"Yesterday, a friend brought some peaches from the south to Auntie. Auntie can't eat them here, so you can take a few back to try."

Xu Ping'an looked at the bag Song Wanyi handed over. Wasn't it supposed to be garbage? How did it turn into peaches? Auntie Song was too...

Great!

"No need, Aunt Song, you can save it for Teacher Pei. I don't like eating fruit very much." Xu Ping'an looked at Song Wanyi and said.

"There are quite a few peaches, including your teacher Pei's. If you don't take them, Auntie won't ask you for help next time."

"Then...thank you Aunt Song." Xu Ping'an said, reaching out to take the bag.

Gifted by the elders, dare not to give up.

Two minutes later, Xu Ping'an walked out of the family building humming a little tune happily. He looked around and a hint of regret flashed in his eyes.

Despite such a good opportunity, he didn't even see Wangcai, otherwise he could have shown off again.

If you don't return home when you are rich and powerful, it is like walking in fine clothes at night.

Not long after Xu Ping'an left, Pei Qinghong, who had finished his work, came out of the study and sat down on the sofa.

Song Wanyi, who was happily watching TV, turned her head and looked at Pei Qinghong, "I'm done."

"Yeah." Pei Qinghong nodded, then picked up the teapot on the coffee table, poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip.

Then he was slightly stunned, looked up at the teapot, then turned his head to look at his wife, and said with some distress: "Why did you take out the tea leaves I got from our father?"

This was tea that he had gone through great pains to get from his grandfather. It was not available anywhere else.

Song Wanyi did not answer her husband's question, but asked, "How was that young man just now?"

"Don't think about introducing friends to Pei Pei all the time. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Some things cannot be forced. They will come naturally when the time is right." Pei Qinghong said with some heartache, taking another sip of tea.

"Honey, I find what you said today makes a lot of sense." Song Wanyi looked at Pei Qinghong and said seriously.

Pei Qinghong was stunned for a moment and looked at his wife in surprise. Is the sun rising from the west today?

"The time has come." Song Wanyi looked at Pei Qinghong who was looking at her with some confusion, and said slowly.

"What do you mean?"

"The boy just now is our daughter's opportunity." Song Wanyi said seriously.

"What's the point of thinking it's good? Our Pei Pei has to like it. You'd better not worry about it all the time. It might even have the opposite effect."

Pei Qinghong thought that his wife thought the young man was quite good and wanted to introduce him to her precious daughter.

"This time it's not just me who thinks it's good, it's our daughter who likes it." Song Wanyi looked at Pei Qinghong and said with a smile on her face.

"What's going on?" The teacup in Pei Qinghong's hand shook, and the tea in it almost spilled onto his hand.

"The boy just now is the one my daughter likes. I specially found an opportunity to bring him back for you to see. Who knew that you, the dean, are so busy with all kinds of things that you don't even have time to talk to him." Song Wanyi looked at her husband with a serious expression and said indifferently.

Pei Qinghong: "..."

"Are you a student from our school?"

He thought it was just an ordinary student who was helping his wife deliver books, but he never expected that he was the one who was targeting his precious daughter.

"Well, the students in my class are a little young, but they are very nice and I like them very much." Song Wanyi replied.

"Then Wanyi, find a chance to bring the person home tomorrow so I can take a look." Pei Qinghong thought for a while and said.

"What are you looking at? The two kids just started to like each other and haven't even gotten together yet. How dare you, the dean, scare them away again?"

"I just took a quick look and didn't do anything."