My girlfriend is from 1949

Although they lived under the same roof, they each had their own rooms.

They don't sleep in the same bed like other cohabiting couples or married couples.

If you went to see, you would find that the two slept in separate beds.

This situation either indicates they've had a fight and are in a cold war, or they're a fake couple.

Furthermore, the two had only known each other for four months, and should have been sleeping in separate rooms during their honeymoon period, when they were deeply in love and should have been restrained.

There's a problem with it from the start.

Add to that the fact that they got married in a flash, and they'll be even more suspicious.

But my parents have come all this way to visit the new house, so I can't refuse them, can I?

This would be obvious to outsiders and could lead to the mistaken belief that having a wife means forgetting one's mother, thus hurting one's parents' feelings.

So even though I felt guilty, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and give the introduction.

Chen Jianguo and Zhang Ping looked at the living room balcony and were very satisfied with the view outside.

Then I checked the kitchen and bathroom, and only felt at ease knowing that they used appliances from major brands.

Zhang Ping glanced around the kitchen, shook her head, and scolded, "You young people are so lazy! You don't even have a basic kimchi jar!"

For most families, kimchi jars are indispensable.

Besides being used to pickle vegetables, it can also be used as a condiment.

If you don't even have a kimchi jar, you won't have any pickled cabbage when you want to eat pickled fish!

Although you can make it fresh, nothing tastes as good as traditional pickled cabbage.

He turned and instructed, "Old Chen, go buy a large jar tomorrow. I'll soak the vegetables for the kids!"

Chen Jianguo nodded, indicating his agreement with his wife's decision.

I need to buy a big jar tomorrow to soak the pickled vegetables.

The older generation believes that although food delivery is convenient nowadays, it is still more hygienic to cook at home.

And that's true.

More than one news report has exposed that people who eat takeout every day have blood drawn that turns milky white.

When Chen Huai'an orders takeout, he always stops by the store to check it out during his free time.

If the restaurant offers dine-in service, make a note of it and order takeout from them in the future.

If they only do takeout, then hygiene standards are definitely not met, and they add pre-made dishes.

If they're just using the guise of freshly cooked food to sell pre-made meals, at most you've been scammed by false advertising.

More importantly, how can we store something for one or two years without adding preservatives?

Furthermore, the ingredients used are still under investigation.

He simply doesn't believe that capitalists have a conscience!

For unscrupulous factories, as long as the food doesn't cause immediate food poisoning, it's fine!

They're not worried about consumers' health; they're worried about being held responsible if someone gets poisoned to death!

Therefore, the older generation would never eat out if they could cook at home themselves.

A few months ago, Chen Huai'an often ate out.

Since Lin Wan arrived, they have been cooking for themselves at home.

Things like pickled cabbage are all bought in bags.

Hearing my mother's criticism, I agreed in my heart and decided to go buy a jar tomorrow!

Chen Huai'an pointed to an empty room: "This room was originally intended to be converted into a game area."

It was Wanwan who suggested that since you two elders would need a place to stay when you come, we recommend changing it to a guest room.

It's usually empty, just waiting for you two to come and stay.

These words were particularly pleasing to Zhang Ping!

I am even more satisfied with my son's filial piety!

They are even more satisfied with their daughter-in-law's understanding and filial piety towards her parents-in-law.

The way he looked at his daughter-in-law beside him was even more endearing and kinder.

Lin Wan rubbed her hands together, secretly glancing at Chen Huai'an, feeling a warm feeling in her heart.

He felt very happy that his uncle and aunt could speak up for him.

"This is a storage room, where we usually store odds and ends."

The other room was used to store safes and other items.

When they arrived at Chen Huai'an's room, the door was closed.

The two of them usually close the door when they leave the room, as a way of protecting their privacy.

However, it wasn't locked; it could be opened with just a gentle twist.

Chen Huai'an's face was stiff, and he could barely speak.

As soon as you open the door, you see your own bedroom and there are no women's items.

The problem will be discovered immediately!

Out of selfishness, Chen Huai'an wanted to maintain Lin Wan's good image in his parents' eyes and didn't want them to know about the fake marriage.

The less you know, the safer you are.

Another concern is that if she finds out she's been deceived, she might not like Lin Wan anymore.

That's why I was nervous, afraid that my parents would find out.

But it wouldn't make sense not to open the door.

He hurriedly said, "I'll go get the keys."

Chen Huai'an strode into the living room and picked up the keys from the table.

He tried to force it into the keyhole, but it didn't go all the way in.

Then twist it hard.

Click!

With a sharp crack, the key broke off and blocked the keyhole.

Chen Huai'an raised an eyebrow and feigned surprise.

Oops~ I accidentally broke the key!

I'll find a professional locksmith tomorrow to replace the lock.

"Mom and Dad, this is our office room."

Then, pointing to Lin Wan's room, he introduced, "That's our bedroom."

Without waiting for the elderly couple to ask, he pushed them onto the sofa.

She poured water solicitously and steered the conversation, saying, "I've already asked Wanwan to prepare a guest room; you'll stay there tonight!"

Chen Jianguo and Zhang Ping exchanged a glance and nodded in agreement.

Actually, they are very sensible. They know that young people prefer to enjoy their time as a couple and that it is inconvenient to have elders at home.

However, since they were only staying for one night, it wasn't a big deal.

It's more hygienic and cheaper than staying in a hotel, isn't it?

Around 10 o'clock, Zhang Ping and Chen Jianguo washed up and returned to their guest room.

Seeing that my son is doing well, I feel at ease.

Chen Huai'an stood at the bedroom door, his heart pounding with excitement.

His initial shock at his parents' arrival turned into an unexpected surprise.

Lin Wan blushed and urged, "What are you doing standing at the door? Hurry up and come in. It would be terrible if your uncle and aunt found out."

Chen Huai'an then quickly entered the boudoir and gently closed the door.

Turning to correct him, he said, "Comrade Lin Wan, we're already married in name only. To better cover our tracks, you should get used to calling us Mom and Dad from now on!"

Lin Wan blushed and nodded in agreement: "I will be more careful in the future."

Chen Huai'an nodded slightly, adopting the demeanor of a virtuous gentleman.

He raised his head and said, "Don't worry, you'll sleep in the bed tonight, and I'll sleep on the floor. It's a bit cold in winter, and the floor is a bit hard, but I..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw that a blanket and pillow had already been laid out on the floor.

There's no chance tonight.

Late at night, the two slept in the bedroom, one on the bed and the other on the floor, and it was very quiet.

But neither of them fell asleep; they were both wide awake, and it was unclear what they were thinking.

I finally drifted off to sleep late at night.

next day

When Chen Huai'an got up and tidied up, Zhang Ping and Lin Wan had already cooked hot noodles.

The family of four sat around the table, eating noodles, creating a particularly warm and cozy scene.

Zhang Ping took a bite of noodles, looked up and said, "Your dad and I discussed it last night, and we're going to visit your shop today. If you see any local specialties, we'll buy some to take back to our colleagues."

"Uh..." Chen Huai'an paused, his hand holding the chopsticks frozen in place.

Last night, to put my parents at ease, I boasted that I had bought a house and opened a shop selling local specialties.

They're exaggerating now!

Where am I supposed to find a shop to report?!