I couldn't help but keep looking at my dad. The little old man was eating a big bun in one bite and a piece of green onion dipped in soybean paste, eating with relish.
"Sister, why do you always look at Dad?"
Hua Fangfang endured for half the meal, but when she saw that her elder sister still didn't say anything, she gave up.
"Nothing, just a quick look."
Hua Youcai couldn't help but look down. Are his clothes dirty? They're not dirty.
Then I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, and there was nothing but oil.
"Sister, what did Aunt Zhao tell you?"
Why are you in such a hurry? You have to tell me while we're eating. Can't you wait until after you're finished eating?
"Eat first, and then talk after dinner."
"Oh, sister, tell me now. I can't wait."
Hua Yuanyuan..., I don't quite understand why you are so anxious. It has nothing to do with you. What are you so impatient about?
As steady as a rock, he continued to chew the buns slowly with a mouthful of salty chopped green onions.
Why are the salty chopped green onions in the pickled crabs so fragrant? She just likes this taste.
"Sister, is Aunt Zhao here to propose marriage to me?"
…
Hua Yuanyuan almost choked before she could swallow the bun in her mouth.
Looking at my brother who is so confident and confident, I feel no shame at all.
"Men should get married when they are old enough, and women should get married when they are old enough. I am old enough, so there is nothing to be shy about."
The look in his eyes made Hua Yuanyuan feel like she had never seen the world.
Hahaha--
My mouth is clean now and I can finally laugh.
"Girl, are you really proposing marriage to Xiao Fang?"
Hua Youcai felt that it was not right and that he should be the one to be approached when finding a date for his son.
"Dad, Aunt Zhao is indeed here to propose marriage."
"See, Dad, I was right! Sister, tell me, how old are girls? Are they pretty? Do they cook good food?"
"How old is she? She's in her early forties. She's not particularly pretty, but not ugly either. She should be good at cooking. She's worked in a restaurant for many years. But brother, I'm not telling you this. I'm telling you this for your father."
After saying that, Hua Yuanyuan quickly put the uneaten buns in the bowl of pickles, held the bowl in one hand and the soup in the other, and left!
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