"!!! Of course it's impossible!"
Song Ruan was surprised by her mother's magical idea.
"Yang Bin is so normal, okay? Mom, how could you have such an idea?"
"That's right, that's right." Song's mother said angrily.
"I was also enlightened by the Song Jin incident. Now I tend to think of men in a perverted way. I have never heard of such a thing before..."
Song Ruan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"Mom, don't worry about it. Everyone has their own way of living. We must not get involved in the affairs of Second Uncle's family."
"That's for sure." Song's mother immediately said seriously.
"Your second uncle's family is like a war right now, quarreling every day, who dares to go there? Even the old village chief is busy all day long, just because he is afraid that he will be dragged to judge justice at home."
Hearing about the current battle between Zhang Caihong and her grandmother, Song Ruan was also very sad.
Fortunately, her family had avoided these two people, so they would not have a tragic ending like in the dream.
However, when these two people meet each other, there will be no peace.
The mother and daughter were chatting when Yang Bin came over and knocked on the door.
"Mom, wife, let's go downstairs for breakfast."
"Coming." Song Ruan responded and went out with her mother.
On the short walk downstairs to have breakfast, Song's mother kept looking at Yang Bin beside her.
He had broad bones, a strong body, and a masculine aura all over his body. He didn't look like Song Jin at all.
In addition, the way he just explained that his daughter was not pregnant and took all the blame on himself, he seemed like a very responsible man, which was even more different from Song Jin.
Only then did Song's mother feel relieved and a comfortable smile appeared on her face.
However, it was really worrying that they hadn't gotten pregnant for so long. It seemed that she had to cook some nourishing food for them...
Yang Bin naturally noticed Song's mother's gaze, and he couldn't help but ask Song Ruan in a low voice.
"Did anything happen in the room just now?"
Song Ruan couldn't help but smile, and told him about Song Jin in the village, and also gloated about her mother's suspicion.
"Yang Bin, even though you are suspected, don't be sad."
"..." Yang Bin looked at the smirk on her lips, gritted his teeth, leaned close to her ear and whispered, "If that's the case, I'll find a chance to prove myself."
Just "prove" and he pronounced the word clearly and strongly. Song Ruan immediately restrained his teasing smile.
"To be honest, it was my mother who doubted you, why do you have to prove it to me?"
"Hmm...daughter pays mother's debt?"
Pooh!
"You're obviously picking on the weak!" Song Ruan said with a reproachful look.
"I reject your proof."
"Rejection is invalid." Yang Bin raised the corner of his mouth, and the smile at the corner of his eyes had an ambiguous meaning.
After learning that Song Ruan was not pregnant, the mothers of both sides agreed to go buy some things after breakfast, and then go back with the village tractor in the afternoon. They also followed the tractor out in the morning.
The third brother is not free recently, so Yang Bin naturally has to be busy and needs to deal with some things.
Song Ruan took out some red date cakes, peanut crisps, and a small jar of meat from the many things they brought, and prepared to go to Principal Zhou's house.
She was able to study here thanks to Principal Zhou, and he always invited her to his home.
But this semester, she has been running back and forth between town and home on weekends, and she has a lot to do, so she really has no time.
Today is a good day to bring some food to thank him. After all, once a teacher, always a teacher.
Song Ruan only knew the approximate address, so after going to that street, he asked people around for a while before he found Principal Zhou's home.
"Knock knock knock--" Song Ruan knocked on the gate.
What Song Ruan didn't expect was that the person who opened the door was a young man in his twenties or thirties.
Song Ruan was afraid that he had found the wrong place, so he quickly asked, "Hello, comrade, is this Principal Zhou's home?"
When Zhou Liyi opened the door and saw the girl at the door, his eyes flashed with surprise, but when he saw that her hands were full of things, he concluded in his heart that she came to give gifts.
Why is such a nice girl getting into the gift-giving thing?
Zhou Liyi couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, "Principal Zhou doesn't accept gifts, please go back."
After saying that, he closed the door.
Song Ruan looked at the closed door and was a little confused for a moment.
???
Song Ruan put the small jar on the ground and knocked on the door again.
The door opened again, and it was the same person.
"I said, Principal Zhou doesn't accept gifts." He said in a cold tone.
"I'm not here to give you a gift." Song Ruan said subconsciously.
Zhou Liyi glanced at the paper bag in her hand and the small jar on the ground. His meaning was self-evident.
Song Ruan: "Uh... these are not gifts..."
Zhou Liyi leaned against the door frame with his arms folded, looking at her calmly, waiting for her to continue talking.
It seems to be saying, it depends on how you write it.
Song Ruan felt that there were some misunderstandings between them, but not many, and they should be able to be explained away.
She said patiently, "These things are indeed for Principal Zhou and Mrs. Zhou, but they are not gifts as you think. They are for gratitude..."
Just as she was explaining in detail, Principal Zhou came back from outside.
"Mr. Song Ruan, you finally came to see us?"
Principal Zhou looked at her with a smile, and said to the aunt beside him in a gentle voice, "This is the girl I told you about, the one who sold me the hundred-year-old ginseng."
The aunt next to Principal Zhou is about fifty years old and should be his wife.
Mrs. Zhou immediately smiled and said, "So it's the little girl who saved me! Oh, she's so pretty, no wonder we are destined to be together."
The more Mrs. Zhou looked at him, the more she liked him: "Why are you standing at the door? Why don't you go in and sit down? Come in quickly."
Principal Zhou glanced at his son who was standing at the door like a door god, and spoke with disdain.
"Why is the little girl standing? It must be the work of our unkind son."
Zhou Liyi: “…”
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