Liu Chang'an picked up the little clay jar containing twenty preserved eggs, intending to let An Nuan and Professor Liu try something new. Like any ordinary boyfriend, when he thought of his girlfriend, it was best to consider her mother as well and earn a little goodwill.
Although Liu Chang'an was quite certain that he had passed the test with flying colors, there was no need to start acting respectful only after the fact. He had always treated Professor Liu well—keeping her company while chatting about everything under the sun, being a sympathetic online friend, helping ease the emptiness and loneliness of a middle-aged woman, fulfilling her social needs online, helping treat her insomnia, giving her nutritional supplements, and so on.
If he only considered An Nuan, Liu Yuewang would inevitably feel the loneliness of her daughter growing up and preparing to leave her. But if her future son-in-law considered all the social interactions and trivial matters of family life, she would feel that the family was not being torn apart. Then, when it came to matters like her daughter growing up, falling in love, and getting married, she would have far fewer emotional reservations.
That was how Liu Chang'an considered everything, leaving no detail overlooked. With a calm expression, Liu Chang'an silently praised his own cleverness.
The little clay jar was held in a mesh bag woven from red plastic bags, carrying the rustic air of a handmade countryside product. That sort of style was also quite popular with middle-aged women.
Having just gone downstairs, Liu Chang'an took out his phone and saw several messages Zhu Juntang had sent him.
"Why did you suddenly curse at me, meow?!"
"Mouth (╬д╬) sheep!"
"Your skin's itching—you want to get zapped, don't you?"
"Zap—lightning—zap—lightning—electrocuted old geezer! Even Zhou Dongdong next door is