"Hahaha, oh no, I'm really going to laugh to death! Hahaha, Auntie Rong, this is it!"

Han Lan had already turned off his cell phone, but when he thought of the photo An Keke sent him, he couldn't help but laugh again.

In fact, Liu Rong is not ugly in a princess dress, but Han Lan is so familiar with him that she finds it funny no matter how she looks at him.

After all, it's my brother's women's clothing. As long as it's not particularly stunning, who can't recognize it?

"Xiao Rongzi is really loyal. Knowing that I am under a lot of pressure, she sent a photo to relieve my stress."

Han Lan took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and straightened his clothes in front of the mirror. When he heard Han Yiping calling him downstairs, he went downstairs.

Xia Ningxuan and her parents have already gone out and will be almost there in a while. The father and son have to practice again and try not to make any mistakes for a while.

Han Yiping sat in front of the coffee table and checked his tea set. The tea leaves were put aside, and the boiling water was boiled to the right temperature. After a while, his father-in-law came in and sat down. It was just boiling and there was no need to wait, just brew it directly.

There were also snacks and fruits. Someone had arranged them on the plate in advance. Han Lan tried to sneak a piece but was turned away.

"Remember it, Erza. I will sit here first, and then my parents-in-law and mother-in-law will sit over there. You and A-Xuan will sit here. Don't make a mistake and sit between the couple!"

"Dad, I'm not that stupid, right? Don't worry. Are you sure it's okay for me to call Teacher Xia like this? Isn't it weird?"

"No, that's how I called you mom when I was young. It's not a big problem."

Han Lan was doubtful.

The father and son sat in the living room for a while, and finally heard the doorbell. Han Yiping looked outside the gate through the monitor, recognized Xia Ningxuan's car, and opened the gate remotely to let their car in.

Then the two of them stood up from the sofa in unison and looked at each other. Han Lan politely opened the door for Han Yiping and walked out in an orderly manner.

"Han Lan, Uncle Han, we are here." Xia Ningxuan parked the car and when she saw Han Lan and Han Yiping, she smiled and waved to them.

The father and son smiled and waved their hands neatly.

"This is my parents." Xia Ningxuan brought her parents over and introduced them with a smile.

"Oh, my parents-in-law and my mother-in-law are so young?"

Han Yiping was naturally very tactful and stepped forward to shake hands with them, then invited them to sit in the room.

Han Lan and Xia Ningxuan fell behind the elders.

"Why do you two feel so weird today? Don't you need to be so tense?" Xia Ningxuan asked in a low voice.

Han Lan raised her head, straightened her chest, and responded in a low voice: "My dad said that we should have a more correct attitude in this kind of situation. We can't let your parents think that we are perfunctory."

Xia Ningxuan suppressed a smile: "Didn't I tell you that my parents are very casual and don't care about this."

"Shh~ It's your parents' business whether your parents care or not. We have to show this attitude. We can't be rude."

"Okay, it's up to you."

"Well, you can follow me when we get in soon. Don't sit in the wrong seat."

"So particular?"

"No, our old Han family is also from a scholarly family!"

"Didn't your family practice martial arts before?"

"Practice martial arts...but also practice writing."

Military books are also books, there is nothing wrong with them.

Xia Ningxuan didn't say anything more about them, everything was as expected. In fact, before coming, Xia Ningxuan had already reminded her parents that Han Lan and his son were more straightforward, so they might pay more attention to this matter and it would be self-defeating.

, let them both understand more.

After entering the house, Han Yiping skillfully asked Xia Ningxuan's parents to sit down as he had rehearsed beforehand, and then boiled the water to make tea.

Han Lan took Xia Ningxuan and sat down according to Han Yiping's instructions. Just as Han Lan was about to grab the pastries on the table, Han Yiping glared at her. He quickly changed his gestures and greeted with a smile: "Uncle and aunt, try our Lin'an place."

The desserts are quite unique.”

Father Xuan glanced at him thoughtfully, nodded with a smile, took a small pastry to taste, and couldn't help but glance at Han Lan's hand.

He later found out that Han Lan had knocked down his stone table at his house last time, and it was only after the little master he hired explained how powerful his would-be son-in-law was.

This skill is already perfect!

If you get slapped, you will be directly injured internally!

"Hey, I'll give you half a piece." Xia Ningxuan on the side seemed to notice that Han Lan wanted to eat, so she smiled and helped him get a piece to share.

It's hard to talk about Han Yiping either.

The main reason why Han Lan is not allowed to eat is because he is afraid that the boy will accidentally finish the food and make his relatives laugh. After all, these pastries and fruits are mainly for decoration, and it is interesting to taste them together, but Han Lan

I always eat my food very carefully.

Anyone who has ever been hungry knows that food should not be wasted.

"My parents-in-law, let's go to Chitose Restaurant to eat tonight. It's the most famous restaurant here in Lin'an. The food is absolutely top-notch."

"Okay, Brother Han, you are the host, just follow your arrangements."

"Hahaha, by the way, this is your first time back to Lai'an, right? You can stay here for a few more days and let my son take you around. By the way, my father-in-law, I heard that my son said that you seem to like Tai Chi very much? You

Isn’t this fate? Our family has a set of Tai Chi passed down from our ancestors. When we have time these days, we can communicate and make friends through martial arts, hahaha..."

"Ah? Ah, um, hehehe..." Xuan's father smiled unnaturally.

Han Lan silently stole a piece of cake to eat. Apparently she realized that she had cheated her father and did not dare to answer the question.

Xia Ningxuan and her daughter also suppressed their laughter. They both knew what was going on.

…

…

As the night gradually fell, Zhao Chengwen, who was far away in Yanjing, took a deep breath and called each department to check the equipment again. It was almost time to start broadcasting, so the broadcast had to start on time.

Han Lan didn't come over this year, and Zhao Chengwen always felt empty and empty.

In the past three years, they have cooperated flawlessly and intimately, and the ratings of the Spring Festival Gala have also increased for three consecutive years.

But this year, without Han Lan, I'm afraid it will be affected.

Even if Mr. Cao’s sketches help support him, he can’t rely on Mr. Cao alone. There is no one among the young people who is as popular with audiences of all ages as Han Lan. It is difficult to support the ratings.

Zhao Chengwen should be thankful if he doesn't hold him back.

"Director Zhao, you are ready."
Chapter completed!