As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up

Chapter 220: Chapter 191: The Understanding and Tacit Agreement Between Brothers

Chapter 220: Chapter 191: The Understanding and Tacit Agreement Between Brothers

So, An Xiuwen kept interrogating Chu Mingcheng about various things, and as soon as Chu Yongxin got home, she was quick to share the good news with him.

Over the years, they had worried endlessly about their son’s marriage. It was such a pity that the two girls from the arranged blind dates hadn’t caught his eye.

But now that their daughter-in-law was Jiang Luoluo, any previous regrets had long been tossed into the Western Paradise.

None of the girls introduced for blind dates over the years could compare to Jiang Luoluo.

Especially since Chu Mingcheng had told them about how Jiang Luoluo supported his career and even invested millions to buy a boat with him.

If they were to take such a girl for granted, it would truly be unconscionable—they’d deserve to be struck by lightning.

That evening, Chu Yongxin was particularly happy, not only cooking a table full of delicious dishes but also drinking with An Xiuwen.

As a result, both of them got too excited and ended up drunk, leaving Chu Mingcheng to help them into the bedroom one by one to rest properly.

Emerging to see the messy table, he couldn’t help but laugh and cry—coming home only to wash dishes was quite the treatment.

After tidying up and taking a bath, as he lay on the bed, the aftereffects of the all-nighter from last night suddenly hit him.

A single life transformation couldn’t fully restore his energy, making him want to sleep as soon as he touched the bed.

However, Jiang Luoluo had already sent over his in-laws’ preferences and even provided some tips on what gifts would be most appropriate for a visit.

Li Ying loves beauty; buying a set of the cosmetics she usually uses would be suitable.

Jiang Bo loves tea, especially black tea, which is relatively easy to buy.

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Chu Mingcheng suddenly felt that his own parents seemed to only have these hobbies; An Xiuwen in her youth was no less beautiful than Li Ying.

It’s just that Mr. Chu’s cooking was too delicious, making her look a bit more well-fed.

It’s just that Mr. Chu didn’t earn much money, causing An Xiuwen to hesitate to buy good quality makeup. Chu Mingcheng sent this information to Jiang Luoluo, suggesting she talk with her mother about makeup and clothes as they would have a lot in common.

As for Mr. Chu, he had developed a habit of drinking tea while working as a chef, always carrying a tea cup; just buying some tea leaves would suffice, as he was not picky about the type of tea.

As he sent the information, Jiang Luoluo’s phone call came through immediately—it was a video call.

Upon answering, she appeared to have just washed her face; she looked purer in the video than with makeup.

“Ah Cheng, have you gotten home?”

“Yes, around five in the afternoon.”

“I saw the information you sent. I didn’t expect that your uncle and aunt’s preferences are so similar to my parents’.”

“Those tastes are quite common; it’s just unfortunate I don’t earn much now. Otherwise, I could ask Grandpa if he could dredge up some antique calligraphy or paintings; I guess your dad would like that!”

Chu Mingcheng felt her family had had good conditions before, so her father would probably be interested in these things.

Who knew Jiang Luoluo in the video immediately shook her head: “Don’t think too highly of my dad; he doesn’t have such refined tastes. I’ve never seen him fiddle with calligraphy or antiques.”

No sooner had she said this than Chu Mingcheng suddenly heard a sneeze coming from her end, the sound distinctly masculine.

The expressions of the two of them in the video instantly became awkward, with Jiang Luoluo looking a bit embarrassed.

It might have been a coincidence, but she had indeed just been fabricating things about her own father.

Chu Mingcheng wanted to laugh but absolutely had to hold it in, or someone was going to get angry.

“That what… pfft… I wasn’t laughing… pfft…”

Alas, he couldn’t help himself in the end.

“You are farting!” Jiang Luoluo said indignantly, but after she finished, she laughed too.

After a little while, the two continued to chat casually.

“By the way, have you told your uncle and aunt about us?”

“I did, and they were so happy they ended up drinking themselves under the table. I had to help them into the bedroom one by one to rest.”

“Hehe, they were that happy?”

Jiang Luoluo had met An Xiuwen, but thinking of visiting in the future as a prospective daughter-in-law surely made her nervous.

Now, hearing Chu Mingcheng say this, her nervousness and unease instantly vanished.

“With such a beautiful and capable daughter-in-law, of course, they are happy.”

In a relationship, the greatest joy comes from the support of both parents. Although Jiang Luoluo’s parents hadn’t made a statement yet, judging by her relaxed demeanor, it was unlikely there would be any problems.

…

When Chu Mingcheng woke up the next day, he stretched languidly and picked up his phone to check the time, only to be startled to find the video call was still connected.

From time to time, breathing sounds came through, obviously, Jiang Luoluo was still sleeping.

If he could see her now, he thought she’d look adorable.

It seemed they had fallen asleep during their chat last night. Luckily, there was Wi-Fi at home, otherwise, the data charges would have been astronomical.

After hanging up, seeing that it was only six in the morning, no wonder Jiang Luoluo was still sleeping so soundly.

Alas, his own biological clock was set, making it difficult for him to sleep in even when he wanted to.

After lying in bed for a while, feeling a bit bored, Chu Mingcheng simply got up.

The door to his parents’ bedroom was still closed, so he went out for a run to warm up, then brought breakfast back home.

When he got back around seven, Chu Yongxin was already awake.

Seeing Chu Mingcheng come in from outside didn’t surprise him because he knew his son was up as soon as he came out of the bedroom.

He naturally took the breakfast and started eating, casually asking, “By the way, son, what did Luoluo say? When do you plan to visit?”