"Ding-ling, ding-ling..."
The doorbell rang.
Just as Yang's mother was about to go out to open the door, her father-in-law said, "You sit down and eat your meal. I'm full. I'll go open the door."
Grandpa Yang stood up and walked out.
"Brother, please leave a few dumplings for me."
Seeing his brother constantly picking up dumplings, Yang Xi couldn't help but say something.
"Whoever eats faster gets to eat more, and there's nothing left."
Although Brother Yang said he didn't want to keep any, he still pushed half of the dumplings on the plate in front of his sister.
Then he flattered his mother: "Mom, the dumplings you make are so delicious. I love them so much and never get tired of them."
"Hey, when Mom made dumplings for you guys for a month straight, who found an excuse to sneak out for breakfast?"
"Mom, it's my brother. He complained to me that Mom made dumplings every day, but they tasted worse and worse, and he felt like vomiting when he saw dumplings."
Brother Yang: "...Yang Xi!"
Betray him!
Mother Yang glanced at her son and said, "Spit it out for me now."
"Mom, I like to eat it. I really like to eat it. The dumplings made by mom taste like mom. They are the best. Don't talk nonsense, Yang Xi."
Brother Yang smiled at his mother as he spoke, then quickly picked up the unfinished cup of soy milk, grabbed a fried dough stick, and quickly slipped away.
Mother Yang knocked with her chopsticks, but hit nothing.
“Haha, no knock.”
Brother Yang walked out proudly with his trophy in his hand. He was about to be late for work.
My sister is still more comfortable.
If you open your own shop and become the boss, you don't have to squeeze into the streets with the other commuters. You can leisurely have breakfast, sip tea, read the news and gossip, and it won't be too late to open the shop later.
Brother Yang collided head-on with his grandfather in the yard.
The cup of soy milk in his hand spilled all over grandpa.
"grandfather!"
Brother Yang smiled awkwardly.
Grandpa Yang looked down at his clothes, then looked up and glared at his grandson.
"Grandpa, I, I didn't mean it."
"You're almost thirty, and you don't know how to be more stable."
Grandpa Yang scolded his grandson, then changed the subject and said to him, "There are some mad dogs at our door. Go out with a stick and beat them away."
"Mad dog? Where did this mad dog come from? Why didn't I hear any dog barking?"
Brother Yang was suspicious, but he didn't move slowly. He handed the cup to grandpa, then took a bite of the fried dough stick and picked up a thick bamboo pole in the yard. He didn't know where his mother got it from, but he probably wanted to use it to hang clothes in the yard to dry.
He rushed out holding the thick bamboo pole, ready to chase away the mad dog that came from nowhere.
Who knew that when he went out, he saw several tall men. Except for the one in the lead, the others were carrying large and small bags. Those who didn't know the situation thought they were here to propose marriage.
Brother Yang held up the bamboo pole and stared at the other person.
Ouyang Yujun's face was full of embarrassment.
He was the one who rang the doorbell just now.
Grandpa Yang came out to open the door and he politely called out "Grandpa".
After Grandpa Yang recognized him, he not only did not let him in, but also scolded him and did not allow him to call him Grandpa. Then he drove them away and closed the gate of the yard.
Ouyang Yu was embarrassed.
He couldn't tell the truth, because if he did, Grandpa Yang wouldn't just scold him, but would sweep him out with a broom.
After standing there for a while, he was about to leave with his bodyguards when he heard movement behind him.
Thinking it was Yang Xi coming out, Ouyang Yu turned around happily, but he saw a big man rushing out holding a thick and long bamboo pole.
Looking at Brother Yang's posture, Ouyang Yu was thinking in a conflicted way, when Brother Yang stabbed him with a bamboo stick, should he dodge or let his brother-in-law stab him?
"Boss Ouyang?"
As soon as Brother Yang opened his mouth, the fried dough stick in his mouth fell to the ground.
Everyone's eyes turned to the fried dough stick that fell to the ground.
Brother Yang smiled awkwardly.
He wanted to put down the bamboo pole, but it was too long. If he put it down like this, it would easily sweep over Ouyang Yu and his group.
He said embarrassedly: "My grandfather said there was a mad dog outside. I was afraid that my sister would encounter the mad dog on her way to work, so I wanted to drive the mad dog away. Now it seems that the mad dog was driven away by President Ouyang."
"I, I'll take the bamboo pole in first. Mr. Ouyang, please step back and don't let my bamboo pole sweep you."
Ouyang Yu did as he was told.
After he stepped back, Brother Yang bent down to pick up the fried dough stick that had fallen on the ground, and then went in carrying the thick bamboo pole.
The door was open. After thinking about it, Ouyang Yu shamelessly walked into the Yang family with his bodyguards.
"Boss Ouyang."
Brother Yang put down the bamboo pole and when he saw Ouyang Yu coming in with his men, he rushed over to block Ouyang Yu's way.
"Boss Ouyang, what are you doing?"
He looked at the bodyguards behind Ouyang Yu and the bags of gifts.
Ouyang Yu lied seriously, "Yesterday, Yang Xi did me a big favor, but before I could thank her, she left. I, Ouyang Yu, have always been clear about gratitude and resentment. Yang Xi helped me a lot, so I always have to come here in person to thank her. I thought I'd come over early because Yang Xi was at home, so I did."
"My sister helped you a lot? What did she do for you?"
As for Ouyang Yu's words that he clearly distinguished between gratitude and resentment, Brother Yang automatically ignored it.
If Ouyang Yu had a clear distinction between gratitude and resentment, he would not have threatened Zhao Shu's sister in order to protect him.
"It's hard to explain this in a few words. Anyway, Yang Xi did me a huge favor. Without her help, I might have become penniless. If I don't personally come to her house to express my gratitude for such a great favor, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life."
The more lies you tell, the more fluent you become.
Ouyang Yu spoke without blushing or breathing heavily, as if it were really true, making it difficult for Brother Yang to tell whether it was true or not.
Regardless of whether it was true or false, they had already entered the yard, so Brother Yang had no choice but to take them into the house.
Wenren Wei called.
After Ouyang Yu answered the call, he simply said, "I understand."
It refers to the video of Mu Qing and Lan Zheng together. He had known about it a long time ago and guessed that it was done by Zhao Shu.
He was in a very complicated mood. After being scolded by his grandfather, he finally decided not to intervene.
However, Lan Zheng is the nephew of the old lady of the Jun family. Is it really okay for Mu Qing to be so close to him?
Should he remind Ye Junbo?
If one day, Ye Junbo's head turns into a prairie, he will also be in trouble.
Because Ye Junbo was hurt by love, he would be furious and angry. At this time, he needed to vent his anger and find someone to take it out on.
Who does Ye Junbo like to vent his anger on the most when he is angry?
His mortal enemy was the first to bear the brunt of the attack.
Ouyang Yu decided to call Ye Junbo later to remind him that even if they were relatives, they should not be too close, after all, there are differences between men and women.
"Grandpa, Mom..."
"Hello, Auntie..."
Ouyang Yu called out "Mom", then remembered that he and Yang Xi were in a secret marriage, so he quickly changed his words.
Yang Xi spat out a mouthful of soy milk and then started coughing violently.
He changed his words quickly, and Mother Yang was distracted by her daughter's violent coughing and did not hear Ouyang Yu calling her Mom.
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