This time, Zhao Ziyou and Jiang Ping came to pick up the plane together.

From afar, Jiang Ping saw Aoli clinging tightly to Zhao Gang's arm, curiously looking around.

Her height of just over 1.7 meters matched Zhao Gang perfectly.

"Aiya, she's so pretty!" Jiang Ping's eyes lit up when she saw Aoli's figure and appearance.

Her golden hair and blue eyes, with a delicate and high nose bridge, had a unique exotic charm.

Her figure was neither too thin nor too fat, and she looked fertile at a glance. She was not only beautiful but also healthy.

Zhao Gang pointed to his parents in the distance. Jiang Ping waved at Zhao Gang non-stop, overjoyed. This was different from the burly woman she had imagined. Judging from her appearance, she was acceptable. If her personality was okay, she might reluctantly agree, right?

Aoli, wearing flat shoes, let go of Zhao Gang's arm, smiled brightly, and rushed enthusiastically towards Jiang Ping.

She hugged her tightly.

Aiya.

Jiang Ping was startled and barely understood Aoli's newly learned Mandarin, which should have been calling her "Auntie."

Zhao Gang stood in front of Zhao Ziyou, and the two looked at Aoli hugging Jiang Ping with enthusiasm and vitality, feeling awkward.

Zhao Ziyou tried his best to appear calm, constantly chanting in his heart, "Son, please don't hug me."

Zhao Gang saw Jiang Ping's stunned expression and smiled, he decided he should give his father a hug.

He stretched out his arms stiffly, Zhao Ziyou stood there woodenly, frowning, "Just hug if you want."

Zhao Ziyou just raised his arms.

Whoosh!

"Uncle!" Aoli and Jiang Ping had just let go of each other when she hugged Zhao Ziyou again.

Zhao Ziyou's arms froze in the air, like a zombie, not moving, not even daring to breathe.

Jiang Ping turned her head, constantly looking at Zhao Gang and Aoli.

"Um... foreigners are more... direct in expressing their feelings, enthusiastic, simple."

"Ah." Jiang Ping tried hard to accept it. If this were a woman from Long Country, a son's girlfriend hugging his father upon their first meeting would be completely inappropriate.

Aoli released Zhao Ziyou, seeing his arms still stiff there, his expression a little wooden, she quickly turned her head, looking at Zhao Gang with some fear, "Is he not satisfied with me?"

Zhao Gang scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, walked over to hug Aoli, and then hugged Zhao Ziyou tightly.

"Dad." His voice was not loud, and it was also the first time Zhao Gang had called him that. He had stayed for more than a month when he came back before, but had never called him that.

"Ah." Zhao Ziyou reacted, but he didn't have the carefree naturalness he had when he was with his wife, still keeping a straight face, and nodded.

Aoli instinctively felt that Zhao Ziyou was a little dissatisfied with her, and stayed cautiously next to Jiang Ping. This aunt was much easier to get along with, she had just waved at her so happily!

What she didn't know was that Zhao Ziyou looked indifferent, but he wouldn't interfere with her and Zhao Gang's affairs.

The Jiang Ping she was close to hadn't agreed to her and Zhao Gang's relationship yet. Jiang Ping felt that Aoli's appearance and figure were acceptable, but her personality was a bit abnormal, and even unacceptable. How could she come and hug her man's father?

With different customs, major events would definitely happen if they really got married and lived together in the future!

A few people got in the car, Zhao Gang sat in the passenger seat, Aoli and Jiang Ping sat in the back. The two fathers and sons in the front were like strangers, not saying a word.

Aoli took out an earphone and handed it to Jiang Ping.

Ah?

Jiang Ping thought, "This daughter-in-law won't do, what kind of meeting gift is this?"

Aoli kept gesturing, saying words Jiang Ping couldn't understand at all. Jiang Ping had also gone to high school and learned a little English, but unlike Zhao Ziyou, a senior engineer who often came into contact with foreign documents, she had long forgotten her English. Even if she hadn't forgotten, she wouldn't be able to understand it.

Jiang Ping stared straight at Aoli, sighing in her heart, "Alas, this marriage is really not going to work. Isn't this the same as marrying a mute?"

"Simultaneous translation," Zhao Gang explained. Jiang Ping stared at her son suspiciously, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"You can understand what she's saying if you put it on." Zhao Ziyou said one sentence, and Jiang Ping understood.

This child went to England and can't even speak properly, and he's talking about simultaneous translation. Say something people can understand.

She put on the earphones and used the phone's simultaneous translation software. Although it wasn't as good as normal communication with a Long Country person, she could still basically understand what the other person was saying.

The two could communicate without barriers now.

Aoli found many topics and talked excitedly, Jiang Ping went from thinking Aoli was okay at first sight, to feeling something was wrong after Aoli enthusiastically hugged Zhao Ziyou, thinking, "Will something happen to a woman like this in the future?"

Now, after the two communicated, Jiang Ping felt that this foreign beauty was not bad.

Because Jiang Ping heard someone praise her son so directly and boldly for the first time in her life.

Her heart was so beautiful that it was about to overflow with honey, she praised everything she wanted to hear.

She herself was embarrassed to say such things about her son, but Aoli said it extremely seriously and earnestly, not blushing at all.

This foreigner's personality is not all bad.

Aoli saw Jiang Ping smiling so hard that her mouth was about to split open, and knew that she especially liked to hear what she said.

It seemed that she would be able to win over her aunt soon.

Aoli struck while the iron was hot, "Auntie, Zhao! Zhao is especially amazing, very strong! Every time we make love, he can make me feel, very, very..."

"Cough!!" Zhao Gang covered his mouth and coughed hard, his eyes rolling around.

Aoli suddenly stopped, "Oops, can't I say that?"

Jiang Ping pressed the earphones hard, "Is this thing broken? Is that what she's saying??"

Aoli and Jiang Ping stared at each other, Jiang Ping guessed from Zhao Gang's cough that the earphones were not broken.

What she heard was indeed what Aoli said.

This child, you can say these things privately to our family, you can't say them in front of their father and son!!

"I, I wanted to say, Zhao's body is good, his genes are strong, uncle must also be very amazing, also very strong..."

When Zhao Gang heard this, he felt that the world was about to collapse, even more shocking than Manchester City losing all their games in the season.

It's over.

The entire space seemed to freeze, with only their eyeballs able to move.

Aoli pursed her lips and scratched her toes hard.

Her sister-in-law had talked about this topic at home, and her parents were very proud, almost bursting with pride.

This trump card doesn't work here?

Jiang Ping felt like she had been struck by lightning, "This child, is it okay for you to talk about your uncle's strength? You're crazy!"

Zhao Ziyou's expression was very calm, driving peacefully, as if he hadn't heard anything.

He praised in his heart, "As expected of my son, just like me!"

"Um... October 1st... are we not going traveling this year?" The car had been silent for almost a minute, and Zhao Gang braced himself and broke the awkward silence.

"Ah, right, we're not going!"

"We're not going out." Zhao Ziyou, who hadn't spoken all along, also opened his mouth.

"We're not going, we're not going, we'll stay at home, at home, let's just stroll around." Jiang Ping quickly took over the conversation and said a few words.

This foreign child is too fierce, she was a little worried.

The things she said were things I couldn't handle!