Uncle Duan looked at Ruan Jiaojiao with doubts, but said nothing in the end.

However, Duan Qianyang was still unwilling to let it go. As if he remembered something, his expression became a little uncomfortable. He touched the machine in front of him and asked Duan Qirui with a little caution: "Chery, don't you?" Are you not happy that big brother used the fruit Jiaojiao gave you to squeeze juice?"

This cautious tone was just like that of a young daughter-in-law who was scolded by her husband.

"How could it be possible? Brother is overthinking." Duan Qirui smiled.

"Hahaha, that's good, that's good. I know that my second brother is definitely not such a stingy person. Come on, let's see how this works." Duan Qianyang laughed heartily and turned to greet Ruan Jiaojiao. , and by the way, he stepped forward and took the fruit basket from Duan Xin's hand.

The four of them stood together, Duan Xu was reading the manual, Ruan Jiaojiao raised her head and read with him, Duan Qianyang was wiping the edge of the machine with a clean towel, and Duan Xin was jumping up and down behind him. It looked as if something strange had been involved in the happy family of three.

"..." Duan Qirui took a deep breath.

"Duan Xin, come here." He shouted.

Duan Xin was looking enthusiastically. When he heard this, he didn't even raise his head. He just subconsciously replied: "Wait a minute." Then he stretched out his finger and poked the machine twice, but Duan Xu turned away in disgust. , he didn’t mind, and kept leaning forward.

"..." Duan Qirui.

Take another deep breath.

In the end, I couldn't hold it back anymore, and my voice became a little cold: "Duan Xin!"

Duan Xin noticed something was wrong with his tone, and immediately raised his head and looked over. Seeing that his expression was indeed not good, he hurried over.

Duan Qirui pointed to the position in front of him.

Duan Xin sat down a little uneasily.

Duan Qirui pointed to the family of three who seemed more harmonious without Duan Xin there, and asked her: "Duan Xin, how old are you."

Duan Xin felt a little aggrieved: "Dad, did you forget my birthday?"

Duan Qirui raised his eyes.

Duan Xin immediately answered obediently: "I am twenty-three this year." He is two years older than Duan Xu.

"Well, when I was your age, you could already walk." Duan Qirui.

"???" What does it mean?

"If you don't have a partner, I can help you arrange it." Duan Qirui.

Duan Qirui was not a lively person before. His mysophobia has become pathological. If possible, he just wants to live alone in a room covered with white cloth.

But after getting along with Ruan Jiaojiao over the years, he discovered that maybe it would be nice to have a daughter-in-law like his elder brother who would care about him all the time, give him things, and act coquettishly occasionally.

"Dad, I don't want a blind date, I'm still young." Duan Xin picked at his trouser legs. In their era, they happened to advocate free love. Duan Xin didn't want to follow the old path of his parents and find a blind date. After giving birth to a child, he discovered I couldn't survive and then got divorced.

"Still young, younger than your brother?" Duan Qirui smiled.

"..." Duan Xin felt aggrieved.

He touched the hem of his trousers: "If I had the opportunity he had, I would also have a wife."

Duan Xin had never envied Duan Xu. He only admired his cousin. Although it was a bit outrageous for an elder brother to admire his younger brother, who said this cousin was too powerful?

But after Duan Xu and Ruan Jiaojiao's relationship became public, their admiration became more than envy.

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