The eyebrows and eyes were still the same, but the tenderness and shyness revealed in the eyes made Yang Ermao unable to take his eyes away.
He looked at himself again. He was already dark-skinned, and the fact that he had been on missions for over a year had made his already rough complexion even more unworthy of He Xin.
Yang Ermao couldn't help but sigh.
"What's wrong? Is there any trouble?" He Xin asked him worriedly.
"No..." Yang Ermao's voice was a little muffled, "I feel like I'm not worthy of you. I'm so dark and you're so white."
In fact, it is not just a matter of skin color, but at this moment, Yang Ermao only said this.
"How can I not be worthy of you? I think you are just right! Why should a grown man be so white? I just like your dark look, it makes me feel safe!" He Xin said with confidence.
Yang Ermao, who had originally felt a little uneasy, now felt nothing.
Even those who were originally tired seemed to have more energy.
"Xiao Xin..."
"Yang Xiangmin, I don't allow you to look down on yourself, nor do I allow you to think that we are not a good match. We agreed to be together forever. You can only think in your heart that we are both good, and that our lives will be better after we are together!"
Yang Xiangmin's eyes lit up. He reached out and grasped He Xin's wrist. "I know! We..."
"Son, Xiaoxin, it's time to eat!"
Yang Xiangmin, who was about to confess his love to He Xin and say some romantic words, was interrupted by Zhou Qiao who suddenly appeared.
The two people who were originally very close to each other quickly separated, and their faces were flushed.
Yang Ermao's eyes flickered unnaturally, "Mom, you finished the meal so quickly!"
He Xin blushed, "I'll help set the table!"
Zhou Qiao: It seems like she came at the wrong time.
But forget it, there is plenty of time for romance, eating a full meal is the first priority.
Although the time was short, Zhou Qiao managed to prepare a delicious meal with her skillful hands.
There are large pork elbows stewed before going out. Yang Dajun is a good brother of a pork seller in the supply and marketing cooperative, so he can get one pork elbow every two months as long as there is a queue.
There is the sauerkraut and egg soup that Yang Ermao likes to eat.
He Xin can't eat spicy food very well, so she made steamed sea bass.
Pair it with a smashed cucumber and a steamed eggplant, and you have a hearty lunch.
At the dinner table, Yang Ermao ate two large bowls of white rice in one breath. He didn't touch the vegetables much and mainly drank sauerkraut soup.
Zhou Qiao picked up a piece of tender pork elbow and said to him, "Eat more meat. You won't find such good pork elbows anywhere else."
Yang Ermao narrowed his eyes, "It's true that I can't eat it! After all, not everyone can cook dishes of this quality."
Zhou Qiaoxiao's eyes narrowed into a line, "You're such a grown-up, and you only know how to talk nonsense!"
"Xiao Xin, you too, eat more meat, more fish, and just enough vegetables!"
As her own daughter-in-law, Zhou Qiao naturally hopes to raise her to be plump and white.
She is happy to eat as much as she wants.
He Xin: "Thank you, auntie!"
Zhou Qiao: "Don't be polite, how can you be polite to your own family!"
"Yeah!" He Xin responded softly and buried his head in eating.
"By the way, Mom, hasn't Sister Jinfeng come yet?" Yang Ermao asked.
"That's right! But she should be there soon, maybe in the next two days." Zhou Qiao said.
Li Jinfeng didn't send a telegram or make a phone call after she got on the train, so they had no way of knowing the exact time.
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