"Look at you, you were frowning just now, but now you're all happy. What's going on?" Aunt Tian asked her, puzzled. Could it be related to Xie Zhiqing?
Yang Chunhua briefly recounted what happened at her family's dinner, "Haha, you guys unintentionally helped me a lot. I need to hurry back and tell Honghui so that he won't be fooled by Xie Zhiqing and can give up on that idea as soon as possible."
She rushed home and stormed into her eldest son's room, her face beaming with excitement. "Honghui, Mom has something to tell you. Xie, the educated youth, just went to the brigade leader's house to give him a gift, hoping to get a job cutting grass. Look at her, just like your aunt. She should give up now, right?"
While doing push-ups, Zhao Honghui had a sudden thought: What was she planning to do by deliberately taking the time out of her schedule?
"Honghui, did you hear me!" Seeing that his eldest son was still moving, he bent down and repeated it again.
Zhao Honghui stood up, looking helpless. "Mom, it's not what you think."
"What is it? Do you like other educated youth?" Yang Chunhua recalled her eldest son's recent whereabouts. The only things related to female educated youth were working in the educated youth team the day before yesterday, hunting crocodiles, and having dinner.
"Is it that other new female educated youth?" Yang Chunhua thought of Ren Fei. She thought Ren Fei was pretty, but not as good-looking as Xie, the educated youth. However, Ren Fei did a very good job, which Xie did far better.
"That's not true."
Yang Chunhua suddenly looked flustered. "It's not Yang Zhiqing, is it? She's the apple of your cousin's eye. Even though your second aunt doesn't approve, how can the two brothers get along if you're dating her?"
"Mom, this is getting more and more outrageous." Zhao Honghui denied it outright, unable to understand how his mother could think so wildly.
"Then tell me honestly, do you really have no feelings for Yang Zhiqing?"
Do I look like the kind of person who would steal my brother's girlfriend?
No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhao Honghui was questioned by his mother again, "Isn't it precisely because of your deep brotherly affection that you can't express your feelings and are silently waiting?"
"Mom!" Zhao Honghui shouted in a low voice, staring at his mother with a serious and cold gaze. What kind of things was she saying!
Yang Chunhua gave an awkward smile, then fell silent, her face paling.
Just as Zhao Honghui was beginning to soften, Yang Chunhua remembered the purpose of her visit: "What do you think of that educated youth Xie doing grass-cutting work?"
Zhao Honghui clicked his tongue impatiently and retorted, "What can I say? Who is she to me? Does she give me any opinion?"
He pursed his lips and tilted his head away, looking away. For some reason, his mother's question had caused his emotions to surge out of control like a stampede of wild horses.
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