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After taking a taxi back to his familiar neighborhood, Mo Xiangwen hesitated as he stood in front of his door.

Despite countless mental preparations, once the door opened, he would face an endless stream of questions from his parents.

After much hesitation, he finally used the key to open the door and entered the familiar home.

Yan Nuoya and Bai Shishi cautiously peeked out and followed behind him one after the other.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard the sound of spatulas clattering in the kitchen, as well as his parents talking.

"The vegetables are almost ready, could you pass me the plate?"

"Hey, be careful, it's hot."

Mo Xiangwen raised his voice and called out, "Mom and Dad, I'm home."

The conversation in the kitchen abruptly stopped.

A moment later, Mo Chenfeng, wearing an apron, poked his head out of the kitchen and looked towards the door: "You're back. Sit and chat with your classmates for a while, it'll be ready to eat soon..."

Mo Chenfeng paused mid-sentence, his gaze hesitantly sweeping back and forth between the two girls behind him before silently retreating back into the kitchen.

Mo Chenfeng patted Zhou Xiuqin on the shoulder, which drew a burst of dissatisfaction from her, but Mo Chenfeng ignored it and said in a low voice, "The classmate my son brought home is a girl."

His voice was filled with disbelief: "And there were two of them."

Zhou Xiuqin thought he was joking and replied with a laugh, "You can actually tell jokes like that now?"

Mo Chenfeng hesitated for a moment, wondering if he had misread it, but in the end he chose to believe his eyes.

"I think I'm not mistaken. If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself."

Zhou Xiuqin was also confused by his reaction.

My son, who's never really spoken a word to girls since he was little, is bringing two female classmates home? Seriously? The sun hasn't risen in the west yet.

Mo Xiangwen breathed a slight sigh of relief when he saw his father retreat to the kitchen. He then led Bai Shishi and Yan Nuoya to sit down on the sofa and poured them some water.

"Please sit down for a while. I'll take my backpack to my room first." Mo Xiangwen naturally took Yan Nuoya's backpack as well.

He had just picked up his backpack to go back to his room when he turned around and saw his mother, Zhou Xiuqin, coming out of the kitchen. However, the sound of cooking was still going on in the kitchen, so it seemed that someone else had been temporarily put in charge of cooking.

"Your dad lied to me and said you brought two..." Before she could finish speaking, her gaze fell on the two pretty girls on the sofa, and she froze on the spot.

Yan Nuoya and Bai Shishi, who hadn't had a chance to greet Mo Chenfeng earlier, didn't dare miss this opportunity and quickly stood up, saying in unison, "Hello, Auntie."

Zhou Xiuqin was clearly still in shock. She opened her mouth but couldn't say anything, finally only murmuring, "Oh, hello...please sit down, please sit down..."

As she spoke, she turned around and quickly walked back to the kitchen, looking somewhat flustered.

"It's really true?" Zhou Xiuqin, back in the kitchen, stared wide-eyed at Mo Chenfeng, then lowered her voice, her tone filled with disbelief: "Your son really brought two girls back?"

"Why would I lie to you for no reason?" Mo Chenfeng was also helpless, but if Zhou Xiuqin had gone out first, seen it, and then told him, he wouldn't have believed it either.

Oh no, this is exactly the reaction I expected.

Bai Shishi didn't quite understand, so she looked at him hesitantly and asked timidly.

"Do my uncle and aunt not like me?"

Yan Nuoya looked at him with some concern.

"No, I believe they'll really like you." Mo Xiangwen sighed, "It's just that I'm going to be in trouble."

Chapter 185 Which Girl is he dating? (4K two-in-one)

Just as Mo Xiangwen had predicted, for this stubborn individual who always said "I won't date or get married," his parents had lowered their standards for him to "as long as she's a woman and alive."

After he introduced them to both sides, his parents, though they seemed a little concerned about their hair color, were still happy to pull him into the room and begin the torture.

Mo Chenfeng and Zhou Xiuqin sat side by side on the edge of the bed, while Mo Xiangwen, as someone from the lower class in the family, had no choice but to obediently bring over a small stool and sit down in front of the two elders, putting on the most honest and well-behaved appearance.

Seeing their son like this, the two exchanged a glance and decided that Mo Chenfeng would take the lead.

"Xiang Wen..." Mo Chenfeng pondered for a moment, then chose to get straight to the point: "Tell Dad the truth, are you dating any girls?"

Dad, your opening line was a bit too powerful!

Although he was mentally prepared, Mo Xiangwen was still stunned by the directness of the approach.

Zhou Xiuqin rolled her eyes at her husband speechlessly. Although she hadn't had high hopes, she hadn't expected him to ask so directly and without any finesse.

"No," Mo Xiangwen answered quite honestly.

"When do you plan to talk to them?" Mo Chenfeng continued to press.

"Dad, you're talking nonsense again." Mo Xiangwen was both amused and exasperated.

There's not even a hint of it yet, so why are you planning to talk about it sometime?

Zhou Xiuqin couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted, asking in a different way, "So, which girl do you like?"

Her smile was exceptionally kind, but Mo Xiangwen felt a chill run down his spine.

"As friends, I like them both very much." He glanced cautiously at the two elders' smiling faces and answered carefully.

"They're all friends?"

“Yes, they’re all friends, just ordinary friends.” Mo Xiangwen had just finished speaking when he suddenly remembered something and quickly added, “There are also classmates and colleagues.”

Zhou Xiuqin chuckled, clearly not believing his nonsense.

However, she also knew her son's personality, and asking him like that was bound to yield no results.

"Alright, that's all for you." Zhou Xiuqin seemed to have lost her patience and waved him away.

Mo Xiangwen finally felt relieved, nodded, and got up to walk towards the door.

"Wait." Just as he was about to open the door, Zhou Xiuqin suddenly called out to him.

"Mom, is there anything else?"

“You said you were bringing classmates, but I didn’t know you were bringing two classmates back, and girls at that,” Zhou Xiuqin sighed. “We don’t have that many empty rooms at home.”

"It's alright, I'll tidy up my room later and they can stay in mine," Mo Xiangwen said nonchalantly.

He had already thought about this on the way.

"Both of them are sleeping in your room? Won't it be a bit cramped?"

“Hmm…it will be a bit cramped.” Mo Xiangwen said helplessly, “But after we finish eating, I’ll go for a walk and buy a low bed at the furniture store. Then I can move my wardrobe to the living room or your room first.”

"Where will you sleep?"

"See if the furniture store has any recliners or small beds. If not, you can just make a makeshift bed on the floor or sleep on the sofa."

There's nothing we can do about it. Their house isn't very big, and the space in his room is really limited. Even if they moved out the computer desk and chairs, it would be impossible to fit three beds.

It's not that I can't let go completely, but that if I let go, I'll have nowhere to go.

Unless you push the three beds together, but that's really not feasible.

While it's acceptable for two people to sleep in the same room if they're unfamiliar with the bed or shy around strangers for the first few days, sleeping in the same bed is going too far.

Zhou Xiuqin also sighed. She didn't expect this day to come so soon. The original plan was to wait until he graduated from university before giving them a new house.

However, even if you buy a new house, it might not be enough.

This is an apartment in a residential complex; its size is nothing compared to the house back home.

Thinking of this, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"How about we take you back to your hometown for a visit tomorrow?" Zhou Xiuqin suggested. "There are many rooms and the area is large."

Mo Xiangwen was taken aback. His hometown? That was indeed a good choice.

The house in my hometown was renovated a few years ago. It was renovated beautifully, and the living environment is much better than the current apartment complex.

The previous generation of people who came from the village all had this mindset.

As long as I make some money, I don't care how dilapidated my house is in the city; I must make sure my house in my hometown is beautifully renovated.

Even though his hometown is almost uninhabited now, with only the three of them going back to stay for two days during the Chinese New Year.

There was no particular reason; it was simply because I was concerned about saving face.

Mo Xiangwen didn't seem to be criticizing this, saying that each generation has its own living environment and way of thinking.

The older generation also finds it difficult to understand the fear of marriage in their generation.

Back home, his own room alone is bigger than the living room here.

Let alone two beds, three or four beds could probably fit without any problem; it would just be a bit cramped at most.

Mo Chenfeng was about to say something when his wife suddenly elbowed him twice. He quickly nodded in agreement: "Which household in the village doesn't have electricity now? Although we haven't installed air conditioners yet, we can have someone come and install a few tomorrow."

Zhou Xiuqin continued, "Yes, but it's not very convenient in the village. You have to pick up your packages on the street; there's no door-to-door delivery service, and there aren't any movie theaters or karaoke rooms."

"But we can leave the car with you. You can drive it out whenever you want to go out and have fun. It's less than an hour's drive."

Delivery is indeed a hassle, since I'll be staying here for several months, and receiving packages is inevitable.

But as for the movie theater KT... to be honest, they had never specifically gone to the movie theater when they were in school.

It's not that they're against it, it's just that for them, watching a movie together in a studio is more enjoyable.

You can chat, joke around, and eat freely without worrying about disturbing others.

In a movie theater, even if no one says anything, they would never do such a thing.

Unless it's a private event held late at night.

Needless to say, KT is even more irrelevant; what is that? It has virtually nothing to do with them.

Even if you really want to sing, there are ways to do it.

Ultimately, in my hometown, the houses in the village are very far apart, sometimes by tens or even hundreds of meters.

If you want to sing, just buy a microphone and speakers; you don't even need to worry about soundproofing.

In addition, if Su Mengli and Su Mengyao were there, they might consider some other entertainment options.

But for Bai Shishi, Yan Nuoya, and him, all three of them are complete shut-ins; they can stay home for days on end if they have internet access.

As for regular household appliances, they have all of them since they go back home for the Chinese New Year every year.

Moreover, there's a river near his hometown, so he can go fishing from time to time.

Mo Xiangwen became more and more tempted. Although there was no internet cable installed in his hometown, he could call a technician to install the internet cable and the air conditioner together, and it could all be done on the same day.

After much deliberation, he felt the suggestion was perfect, and finally made up his mind.

“Mom, you’re right.” He nodded thoughtfully and clapped his hands. “Then we’ll go back to our hometown tomorrow and call tonight to arrange for the installer to come tomorrow.”

Zhou Xiuqin seemed satisfied with his answer and waved her hand to indicate that he was done and should get lost.

"Go back and entertain your classmates," Zhou Xiuqin said. "We can eat soon."

"Let me help you," Mo Xiangwen volunteered.

Zhou Xiuqin laughed and said, "Your dad's help is enough. The kitchen is so small, even I find it a bit of a hindrance. It's more important to entertain your classmates when we get back. Don't be impolite and make them look down on us."

"Yes, yes, yes." Mo Chenfeng smiled awkwardly, then turned his attention to him: "Xiang Wen, did you hear that? It's rare for them to come here to play, so take good care of them."

Since that's how it's been said, Mo Xiangwen readily agreed and left the room. He couldn't help but find it a little funny to see Bai Shishi and Yan Nuoya sitting obediently on the sofa without moving.

As soon as he walked over, Bai Shishi quickly took his hand and made him sit down next to her.

"How is it? Do your aunt and uncle not like me?" Bai Shishi asked nervously.

Mo Xiangwen chuckled. He had just explained it to her, so why did she have to ask again after going into the room?

He gently patted Bai Shishi's head and said, "How could that be? Don't worry, Shishi and Nuoya are both so pretty and cute."

"Oh, I wasn't joking with Xiao Yi," Bai Shishi said, seemingly a little annoyed, but her eyes narrowed comfortably, and she didn't slap his hand away.

"I'm not joking."

"Really? Your aunt and uncle don't dislike us?"

"really."

"Hehehe." Bai Shishi squinted her eyes, rubbed her cheek against his shoulder, and made a happy humming sound.

He continued to stroke Bai Shishi's head, and glanced at Yan Nuoya. Yan Nuoya seemed to have noticed him as well, and smiled and winked at him.

Yes, Nuoya seems to have sorted out her mindset faster than Bai Shishi.