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"You are right, I must correct it." Song Mian responded humbly.

Yun thinks about the amount of support. She really doesn't want her dad to pick on like this. If she knows that Song Mian has reached the level of a master who can't easily go, she concentrates on academic research and doesn't know what her expression is.

But if she tries to stop Yun Zhibin at this time, Yun Zhibin will definitely misunderstand that she is a partial boyfriend and can only help her mother.

"This is your daughter's boyfriend, not your student. It's an old problem that can't be corrected if you are on vacation." Su Xiuling played the round.

Yun Zhibin was even more upset, but in the face of his daughter and wife, he still had a desire to survive: "Where do you work?"

Even if you are doing academic research, there should be a unit to which you belong.

"My family has opened a Chinese medicine museum, and I have also taken up a post at the hospital." Song Mian answered honestly.

"Which aspect of your academic research?" Yun Zhibin suddenly came to be interested. He still treats TCM differently.

"The newly researched disease is leukemia." Song Mian glanced at Yun Yun and thought, "The academic aspect is not to study Chinese medicine, but to study the disease with a relatively high outbreak rate and mortality rate."

"Listening to what you mean is that you are right and wrong." Yun Zhibin's attitude changed.

"Yes."

"Where do you think of Western medicine?" Yun Zhibin asked.

"Western and traditional Chinese medicine, use our old saying to explain: inch is longer, ruler is shorter..."

"Your family has traditional Chinese medicine and also recognizes Western medicine, which is good..."

The two people chatted like this. Yun Zhibin is a teacher and likes to read books on weekdays. Although he is not professional, he is also a very knowledgeable person. Song Mian's knowledge base is even more incomparable.

After chatting and chatting, Yun Zhibin loudly agreed with Song Mian's certain ideas that coincided with himself.

"Your boyfriend, it's not simple." Su Xiuling is a particularly accurate woman.

"It's okay." Yun thinks and laughs, still humble.

Looking at her daughter's mouth, she was almost behind her ears, Su Xiuling squeezed her face: "learning, manners, taste, politeness, appearance."

Yun thinks dumbfounded: "Are you looking?"

She always thought that Yun Zhibin and Su Xiuling would not include their appearance in the requirements for children.

"You can find a good-looking person, why do you want to find an ordinary one?" Su Xiuling said to her daughter with a smile, and it was pleasing to her at home.

Naturally, she doesn't care about her appearance, as long as she doesn't distort melons and jujubes, it doesn't matter if it's normal, the kids like it.

But finding a good one is of course a plus. Who can dislike beautiful things, right?

"Mom, aren't you afraid that he looks too attractive?" Yun thinks a little surprised.

"Man, no matter how ugly he is, he doesn't have the right heart, and don't think he is a good man; in turn, he looks good, as long as he can control himself, he will not be sorry for you." Su Xiuling regards men like this.

When Yun thought about nodding his head, he could not help but looked at his father: "Mom, what did you marry my dad in those days?"

"In our days, the teachers were iron rice bowls and glorious occupations. Your father was also a man of five people and six people, and he was also obedient to me." Su Xiuling was simple and straightforward.

"Isn't it because of love?" Yun thinks differently than she thinks.

"Most of them were blind dates when they were old, and my dad and I really looked at each other, but I don't want you to have so much time now to slowly cultivate feelings." Su Xiuling can't say that she and Yun Zhibin had no love before they married. .

I definitely have a good opinion of each other, and I feel that the other party's conditions are almost the same as I thought, and naturally come together.

As for marriage, it is necessary to operate together. Even the strongest love will cool down with time, and marriage and family require more patience.

A well-managed marriage, even if it was mediocre at first, will become more and more rich and sweet like a glass of fine wine.

Marriage that is not well managed, even if it is vigorous at first, will be like the quicksand in your palms, the tighter and faster you lose.

Since her daughter has entered the love stage, although it is still very early to form a new family with her, it does not prevent Su Xiuling from sharing with her.

"It is a blessing for a family to have a mother who can run a family." Thinking of herself, Yunlin and Yunting, this family can be so happy and warm, and Su Xiuling is a great contributor.

Although she did not work and did not provide them with material enjoyment, the spiritual things she gave them and even Yun Zhibin could not be measured by value.

"Everyone's situation is different, and their ideas are different. You don't have to learn from me. You have your own splendidness." Su Xiuling smiled at her daughter and went out carrying the plate.

After the meals were set, Su Xiuling called Yun Zhibin and Song Mian. Yun Zhibin did not know whether she was really happy or what happened. Su Xiuling had a drink. He and Song Mian had a drink from the left and the right. Yun Zhibin did not let go So Song Mian naturally wants to sacrifice his life.

Yun thinks about Yun Zhibin's unpleasant heart. She was just like a quail at this time, watching them fight.

"Dad can drink it." Yun thinks it's impossible to understand why she can't touch the wine.

"Your mother can't drink." Su Xiuling wondered for Yun.

Yun Xianxiang thought about it carefully. Su Xiuling never seemed to drink in public, but she did not drunk in private: "Mom, you will not be like me after you get drunk..."

"You can't stop your mouth from eating." Su Xiuling put a piece of beef in Yun Xiang's arms.

Yun thought and chuckled and ate. It turned out that she was hereditary. She suddenly wondered whether Yun Zhibin had seen the drunk Su Xiuling.

In the end, Yun Zhibin and Song Mian drank a whole bottle of white wine. Both of them got drunk, or Wang Yong put them to the room separately.

Yun Zhibin naturally went to Yun Lin's room. Song Mian couldn't throw it in the living room, nor could she send her to the rooms of Ai Li and Song Qian, so he was honoured to sleep in Yun Xiang's boudoir.

Taking advantage of Su Xiuling's hot water to wipe Yun Zhibin's face, Yun Xiang also went to see Song Mian.

Song Mian, who fell asleep quietly, grabbed Yun Xiang to think about a moment when Yun Xiang thought to lean down, then pulled Yun Xiang into his arms, and then rolled Yun tightly to Yun Xiang Embrace in your arms.

"You're not drunk!" Yun thought about glaring at this drunken man.

"If I don't pretend to be drunk, my father-in-law has no face." Song Mian chuckled softly, but there was still a strong smell of wine in his breath.

"Release me quickly and let my mother see for a while, there are good fruits for you to eat." Yun thinks in a low voice warning.

"Hold me for a while, you can rest assured that someone comes in, I can hear it." Song Mian tightly hugged Yun thinking.