Chapter 39 Matchmaking
Turning around and seeing He Tingjun suppressing his laughter, Yang Yuanfan coughed lightly and couldn't help but speak out to show his presence: "Xingxing, think carefully before you speak, your father can hear it outside!"
Yang Hongxing was not afraid of being discovered, and said nonchalantly: "I heard it, so what can you do?"
After saying that, she turned around and stuck out her tongue at Yang Yuanfan with a smile, then looked at her mother Zeng Qi proudly.
Yang Yuanfan's face darkened.
Zeng Qi glanced at her and said, "Xingxing, stop being naughty. Be careful or your dad will spank you!"
"I'm not afraid."
Yang Hongxing was spoiled growing up. She knew that her father's family was just a paper tiger and was not afraid of his black face at all.
Yang Yuanfan said helplessly: "Xingxing, give the ugly ones to Dad and the pretty ones to Mom. Don't you think this is a bit unfair? What? Your dad only deserves to eat the ugly ones?"
"That's right, Dad, you're ugly, and my mom is pretty. So the ugly ones are for you to eat, and the pretty ones are for my mom to eat!" Yang Hongxing said as a matter of course: "This is fair!"
Yang Yuanfan covered his chest and said, "...My dear, these words really hurt my heart."
Yang Hongxing: "The truth is always hard to accept. Dad, you just have to get used to it."
Zeng Qi patted Yang Hongxing lightly and said, "Xingxing, stop bothering your father all the time. Look how angry you've made him. Say sorry to your father."
"Okay, okay, there's really nothing I can do about you." Yang Hongxing sighed helplessly, "Dad, I'm sorry, don't be angry, I'll wrap you a beautiful one later."
With just a few words, she made her father happy.
"Okay."
The Yang family's atmosphere is harmonious and active, and Yun Qiao looks at this scene with some envy.
This was something she hadn't felt since she was a child.
After the vegetable buns are wrapped, put them in a pot to rise for a while, and then they can be steamed.
Yun Qiao wanted to help, but Zeng Qi pushed her out of the kitchen because she wasn't lighting the fire properly. "Yun Qiao, go to the living room and talk to Ting Jun. Let Xingxing light the fire; she's good at it."
As soon as they entered the living room, Yang Yuanfan immediately asked Yun Qiao to sit down and enthusiastically poured her a cup of tea.
Yun Qiao quickly took the teacup and thanked him.
Then they started chatting.
Yang Yuanfan asked her, "I heard from Tingjun that you are the niece of one of his friends?"
Yun Qiao nodded: "Yes, Brother He and my uncle are friends."
"Which friend? Do you know him?" He said this to He Tingjun.
He Tingjun did not hide it: "It's Brother Ye from Sanheying, you know him too."
"Oh, I know." Yang Yuanfan really knew him.
It has been two years since Ye Yuzhang was exiled to the Great Northern Wilderness. In order to help him turn things around, He Tingjun even went his own way.
These two always help each other from time to time, and they both tacitly agree to it.
After all, Ye Yezhang didn't commit any principled mistakes. He was dealt with just because he offended his superiors. There is still a chance for him to be rehabilitated in the future.
"So what does your mother do for a living?"
Yang Yuanfan saw He Tingjun shaking his head at him, wondering what that meant.
Until I heard Yun Qiao's answer: "My father was a martyr, and my mother remarried. I don't know exactly what kind of work she does."
Yang Yuanfan said guiltily: "I'm sorry for bringing up your sad story."
Yun Qiao shook his head: "It doesn't matter, it's already a lot."
"Since you're alone now, have you ever considered finding someone to start a family? You two can take care of each other." Yang Yuanfan smiled and said, "Perhaps I can even act as a matchmaker."
Yun Qiao lowered his eyes and refused: "Brother Yang, I'm still young and haven't considered this matter yet."
"That's right, you're only ten years old, so it's normal that you haven't considered this kind of thing yet. When you want to consider it in the future, you can tell me and I'll be your matchmaker."
Yang Yuanfan said, "Yun Qiao, I'm not trying to brag, but there are actually quite a few outstanding single young men in our army. There are handsome men, tall and short, fat and thin, and all kinds of talents. You can choose whatever you want."
He Tingjun couldn't stand listening to it anymore, and he held his forehead and snorted: "Brother Yang, please stop trying to sell yourself."
"Look at the way you talk." Yang Yuanfan was angry: "I don't mean well!"
Yun Qiao couldn't help laughing: "Thank you for your kindness, but let's talk about the future later."
The three of them chatted for a while, and then Zeng Qi came to call them to eat.
Yun Qiao and the others moved over to carry the plates and bowls.
The food is the vegetable dumplings they just made. The dough is fluffy and soft, and the filling is eggs, carrots, black fungus and lard. It is extremely delicious and tasty when you bite it, and tastes even better than meat.
The dishes included braised fish brought by He Tingjun from the cafeteria, chicken nuggets with potatoes, pork and vegetables stewed with vermicelli, and fried eggs with garlic sprouts cooked by Zeng Qi's wife. The porridge was cornmeal porridge, which was considered quite rich for this era.
As soon as Yang Hongxing's two younger brothers, Yang Jianguo and Yang Jianjun, entered the house, one of them kept saying, "It smells so good!" and the other one acted as if he was dizzy with the fragrance, which made everyone in the room laugh.
Everyone was very considerate and finished all the food on the table.
At night, Yun Qiao slept in the same bed with eleven-year-old Yang Hongxing. She thought she would not be used to it, but unexpectedly she fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow.
After all, after three or four days of traveling, I finally arrived at my destination. I no longer had to sleep on the rattling train, so I could naturally sleep soundly.
The next morning, Yun Qiao vaguely heard a sound outside. When she listened carefully, she found someone knocking on her door.
He Tingjun came to call her to get up: "Yun Qiao, get up, we will leave soon."
Yun Qiao responded, "Brother He, I'll get up right away."
Yang Hongxing was sleeping unconscious next to him, and Yun Qiao carefully put on his clothes without waking her up.
When she opened the door and went out, she found that it was still dark outside.
Zeng Qi's sister-in-law had also gotten up and prepared breakfast. Seeing Yun Qiao coming out, she said to her with a smile, "Get up, go wash your face, and come to eat."
After a simple breakfast, Yun Qiao said goodbye to Sister-in-law Zeng Qi.
When packing up to leave, Yun Qiao quietly left half a pound of fried dough twists in Yang Hongxing's room as a thank you for letting him stay overnight.
When we left Zeng Qi's wife's house, it was already dawn.
With the dim light of day, Yun Qiao followed He Tingjun and walked out of the alley outside, taking one step deep and one step shallow.
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