Outright Favoritism - Chapter 1237

Chapter 1237 Father is healthy and has medical insurance

“Xi Ze, you shut up.”

Siluo flew over with a knife, and his younger brother Xi Ze blocked his mouth with a folder.

Xi’s parents stared at their daughter’s neck, without speaking, they just stared at it lightly.

are all people who come here, and they must understand what these traces represent.

But the old couple did not think much at first, because after two days of recovery, the color of those prints has faded.

The point is that the Xi family’s family motto is on top, they think that the baby girl must not dare to cross the thunder pond easily.

At this time, Shi Luo stretched out her hand and scratched her neck, “Don’t listen to Ozawa’s nonsense, your elders, I…I’ve caught my throat, and I pinched it myself.”

Mother Xi tilted her head to look at the marks on the left side of her neck, “Is the lymph on the left also getting angry?”

Father Xi, “There are also on the right?”

Shi Luo felt around her neck, “Well, the lymph on the left is on fire, and the mosquito bag on the right.”

Zong Zhan: “…”

Understood, the overlord of his family is not afraid of fear, only his parents.

“Uncle, aunt…” Zong Zhan subconsciously wanted to come out and help her out. The voice fell, Xi Mu Shi Shiran stood up, “Come upstairs with me, Ozawa, you too.”

In a blink of an eye, Zong Zhan and Xi Fu were left in the living room looking at each other.

The atmosphere stagnated for a few seconds, and Father Xi pinched his brows and sighed, “Xiaozong, sit down.”

The third master of the dignified emperor, Jingzong, was called “Xiaozong” for the first time when he grew up.

Zong Zhan put the gift box on the table, and he was straightforward when he took his seat, “Uncle, I am here this time to talk to you…”

“Will you smoke?” Xi Fu picked up the cigar, and some deliberately interrupted Zong Zhan’s words, “Come on?”

Zong Zhan calmly nodded, “Yes, you come first.”

Father Xi took a hard sip with a thick cigar, “I heard that you are from the Imperial Palace?”

“Yes.” Zong Zhan took the cigarette case, picked up the cigar and clamped it in his hand skillfully, “My father is in good health and has medical insurance, and there is a second sister on it who has been married away. I am the third child in the family, single and unmarried.”

Father Xi gave his gaze and nodded appreciatively, “Are you a soldier?”

“It used to be, but I should be in business in the future.”

During the question and answer between the two, Father Xi pursed his lips with a little restraint, “My daughter, do you understand?”

Zongzhan answered calmly, “I understand, but I am definitely not as profound as my uncle.”

Father Xi leaned on the sofa, folded his legs and looked far away and said: “You can talk. Our little Luo is simple, cheerful and filial. After so many years of hard work, she never messes with men and women…”

Zong Zhan clenched his fist to his lips and coughed lightly: “Uncle, you are talking about Silo, right?”

“Do you have doubts?”

Zong Zhan smiled politely, “No, I have the same opinion as you.”

I don’t know who the Xi family is pure-hearted.

At the same time, at the corner of the second-floor stairs, Shi Luo leaned on the railing and looked innocent.

While Mother Xi and his younger brother Xi Ze looked at her with a smile, Xi Ze said sarcastically: “Dad can really talk nonsense. Apart from filial piety, the other merits of my sister have nothing to do with her.”

Xi Luo humiliated her face and threatened: “Do you want to be beaten?”

Xize immediately hid behind his mother and said nothing.

Downstairs, not knowing what Xi’s father said again, Zong Zhan took a sip of his cigar, and then passed the stairs, his voice echoed, “Indeed, Xiao Luo is too ‘simple’.”

Silo couldn’t listen anymore, she took her mother’s arm and pulled upstairs, “Mommy, you can do it, please have a good time.”

She didn’t go home for more than two years, so she was at a loss.

Who knew her father was still talking nonsense downstairs, which made Zong Zhan think of her.

In the side hall on the second floor, Xi Mu sat in a rocking chair with her shoulders on her shoulders, “Is Xiaozong renting it or owning it?”

Siluo leaned on the window sill and chuckled, “It’s not rented, it’s first love.”

“Sister? How many first loves do you have? The Daniel you brought back at the age of eighteen and Clooney, who is 21…”

Xi Luo and Xi Mu said in unison, “Shut up.”

Xi Ze looked down at the slippers and muttered softly, “It’s really interesting. On average, one first love is in three years.”

“Your sister still knows that she rents her boyfriend home for the New Year, and then I will look at you. I can’t even bring a female cat back, so I dare to laugh at your sister?”

Xi’s mother reprimanded with disgust, then turned to look at Xi Luo, “Is it really going to be settled?”

“Well, it’s him.”

Mother Xi’s expression slowed down, her eyes faintly smiled, “The young man looks very serious, although his family is average, but if you like…”

“Wait.” Silo licked the corner of her mouth, “Mom, who told you that he is from the same family?”

Mother Xi asked solemnly, “Don’t you say that he is a soldier?”

“As a soldier, you have a family background?”

Xi Mu sighed, “It is said that the poor soldier, the poor soldier, how good is he as an ordinary scholar? But he is born in the army and his character is definitely not a problem. As long as you like it, this is not a problem.”

Xi Luo looked at his brother Xi Ze thoughtfully, “Do you know Zong Zhan?”

Xi Zesha nodded, “Slightly, slightly heard.”

Brother Shang Shaoyan, the outgoing archbishop of the British House of Lords.

Don’t mention anything else, just this one identity can crush everyone.

Because of certain preconceived notions, Ke Xi’s mother did not inquire into more details, but patted her thigh with relief, “Finally married you, it seems that the nursing home can be given to Ozawa.”

Silo: “???”

Xi Ze: “???”

Mother Xi got up with satisfaction, and walked out of the side hall with a smile, “Okay, go and tell your dad to fudge, don’t scare my uncle away.”

Xi Luo stared at her younger brother Xi Ze blankly, “What’s going on in the nursing home?”

“My mother is afraid that you won’t be able to marry, so I signed up for you in advance to occupy a bed in the aristocratic nursing home.”

Shi Luo: “…”

is my mother.

……

Dinner, the family happily sat at the long European-style table.

Zong Zhan still exerts the spirit of twenty-four filial loyal dogs, and from time to time he cuts steaks with Shi Luo.

The Xi family’s parents took a few glances attentively, and Mother Xi said, “Are you not long hands? Xiaozong, you have a good meal, let her cut the steak by herself.”

Siluo who is complaining that the steak cuts are too big: “…”

Father Xi immediately raised his red wine glass to Zong Zhan, “Xiao Zong, come, let us have a drink. This is the Romani Conti in 1990. I have collected it for more than ten years, and it is specially used to entertain you.”

Xi Ze snorted in his nose, as if he knew that Zong Zhan could become your uncle more than ten years ago.

“Xiaozong, I heard that you plan to do business in the future?”

Zong Zhan raised his head and drank the wine, pursed his lips and nodded, “Yes, auntie.”

“So…is the startup capital enough?” Xi’s mother looked at Zong Zhan with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

(End of this chapter)