I'm in a maid of honor

Chapter 182 Poor Acting Skills
Linglong anxiously led Aze to the small courtyard of her home.

Along the way, I regretted that I came out too hastily. The house was full of wood, and the yard was full of wood debris. Would people think her house was too messy?

Shouldn't her house be refurbished, replace the old pillars and door frames that were eaten by termites, and paint a layer of tung oil to make the house more elegant and tidy?

She was so afraid of what would happen if A Ze disliked her house and refused to go in. If he disliked her in his heart, wouldn't he be even more hopeless.

If I knew it earlier, I would have borrowed sister Mu's house.

But things are halfway there, and regretting is useless.

I can only bite the bullet and continue, smiling very stiffly, "Ah Ze, my house is ahead, and I will be there soon, the house is a bit shabby, so don't dislike it."

"You make it right this time, show my dad, next time I come, I will definitely clean up and tidy."

"Aze, what kind of tea do you like to drink, farm tea, or Tieguanyin, or Pu'er, or green tea."

"What kind of dim sum do you like? I'll go buy it later, my father said to treat guests well."

"Ah Ze, what do you think of me?...I'm not sick, do I need some medicine, or a few needles on the acupuncture points."

......

Mao Zedong followed along the way, even if he was calm, he couldn't bear the toad's screaming this summer, making him upset.

"To shut up!".

Mao Zedong blurted out without going through his brain, such an impulsive behavior, he was shocked after he said it.

No more talking, the air suddenly became quiet.

Linglong's chest seemed to be submerged in water now, it's over!She is finished!

Before A Zedu entered the house, she made people angry, what to do, what to do.

Linglong's mother in the yard secretly looked at the road through the crack of the door. Why hasn't this melon girl led anyone there yet?

Why did she raise such a waste material, why not.

The tea in the kitchen was already hot, and the refreshments were neatly arranged. One piece of pastry was missing a corner, and Linglong's father saw it, and immediately beat up the poor old woman who couldn't do anything well.

"Look at you, why are you so useless, this pastry is missing a piece of corner, what if people see it and think we don't value other young masters?"

"Hurry up and put this piece on the bottom, and put the good-looking ones outside."

Linglong's mother looked at it, and hurriedly rearranged the position of the pastries inside, and put the one missing a corner in the middle, so that it was blocked by other pastries.

After waiting for a long time, I finally saw my son bringing someone over.

Quickly let the old man go back to bed and lie down.

"It's coming! It's coming! Go and lie down quickly, don't reveal your secrets, and remember to say good things to Linglong."

Linglong's father hurriedly glanced through the crack of the door at the young man Linglong liked, and he really stood out.

What kind of thing does that girl in my family look like, she looks so casually dressed and doesn't look energetic at all.

No matter how you look at it, my girl is really not worthy of the young man, but it doesn't matter, as my father will try my best to fight for you.

Although his own girl doesn't seem to be very good at it, as a father, he can only try to see if he can use lard to smear her eyes.

Linglong's mother was a little excited, pacing left and right behind the door, waiting for the sound of knocking on the door.

Although looking at the short distance between the two, Linglong's mother felt that every minute and every second passed so slowly.

I don't know how many centuries it took to wait for Linglong's door call.

"Mom, dad, I'm back, doctor Lang is back, you guys serve good tea."

This is a code word, let your father get ready, don't reveal your secrets.

Immediately, there was a sound in the house, Linglong's father's suppressed cough, the cough that wanted to cough and wanted to hold back but couldn't stop: "Cough!...cough...cough...".

Linglong's mother also went online immediately: "Girl! You are back, hurry up and have Doctor Lang visit your father, it's been a few days."

Linglong led Zedong into the house and sat down beside her father's bed, her little heart was pounding, what if she found out.

"Aze, look at what happened to my father, it just happened suddenly."

Putting down the medicine box, Chairman Mao walked to Linglong's father's bed, checked his face, pupils and throat, and asked about other symptoms.

Mao Zedong's brows were knit together, just now when Tong Tong opened his eyelids with his fingers, his fingertips were still stained with gouache.

This pale and dark yellow face was obviously drawn. Although he was coughing, his throat showed no signs of redness or swelling.

During the questioning, it was obvious that when answering my question, his expression was stiff, his eyebrows were raised, and his eyes blinked unconsciously, which meant that he was guilty and afraid of being seen as a flaw.

Mao Zedong concluded that the person on the bed was not sick, obviously lying.

It's just that he didn't expose it. For such a large number of men, it is necessary to pretend to be sick. Maybe there is something hard to hide.

Linglong swallowed her saliva involuntarily, and her palms were covered with cold sweat. After seeing Aze for so long, she still hasn't spoken, and she doesn't even have an expression. Maybe she has already seen through.

"Aze, how is my father? Does it matter?"

Zedong took another look at the man on the bed, his eyes met, and they communicated silently, Linglong's father knew that he had been seen through.

Just don't know how to end this embarrassing farce.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Zedong got up, and directly picked up the medicine box again, ready to leave.

Leave a bottle of throat-moistening pills and a sentence, "Take it when your throat is uncomfortable, and rest more!".

He left without even having time to stay, but Linglong's father, Linglong and Linglong's mother all thought it was a success.

She was also very enthusiastic to persuade her to stay, offering tea and offering red envelopes.

Zedong was stopped on his way to leave, and stopped for a moment, without taking a look at the bulging red envelope, which was obviously very rich.

"Need not!".

She wanted to bypass and leave, but Linglong's mother forcibly stuffed the red envelope into Zedong's hand.

"Ah Ze! Thanks to you for coming to see our dying old man, our family is not worth much, so please feel welcome about such a trivial matter."

Chairman Mao had no choice but to accept, and the kindness was hard to turn down. If he didn't accept, he might be stuck here for a long time.

Seeing that Chairman Mao accepted Linglong's mother before letting her go, he took the opportunity to create opportunities for his silly girl.

"Linglong, it's not safe for Aze to walk alone on the road, why don't you hurry up and send him off."

Linglong got the words, gave her mother a very grateful look, and immediately chased after her.

"Aze, my mother was worried about you walking back on the street alone, and asked me to take you back."

"Need not!".

Linglong acted as if she hadn't heard Chairman Mao's resistance, and continued with a cheeky face.

"It's okay, Aze doesn't need to feel embarrassed, it's not troublesome, I don't have a husband, and I won't be honest."

Linglong almost said it, or I'll go back with you and forget it, or you can go home with me and be my husband.

Zedong frowned all the way and was speechless...

(End of this chapter)