Chapter 167 My sister is beautiful, but he isn't.
Lunch was served, and a large group of people sat around the round table.
Unexpectedly, their granddaughter brought her boyfriend home to meet the parents. Mr. and Mrs. Yang hurriedly prepared a large table of dishes, which were originally intended to entertain Mao Mao. Now they didn't know who to put the main dishes in front of.
The pork belly that Uncle Yang brought back was made into a fragrant braised pork dish, which was divided into two plates. One plate was placed in front of Mao Mao, and the other plate was placed in front of Sun Zixuan.
Yang's mother was quite embarrassed and looked at her daughter apologetically: "This... it's just bad luck that we bumped into each other..."
"It doesn't matter."
The second concubine patted the little girl's head. The braised pork was oily but not greasy. After the largest piece was put into Mao Mao's bowl, she was so smelly that she almost buried her head in the bowl.
"We are very generous and won't mind these things."
Not only was there braised pork, but also crispy fried small fish and fried shrimp balls. The whole table was laden with dishes that Mao Mao loved.
Grandma Yang's cooking skills were even better than the chefs at the Marshal's Mansion. These were flavors that Mao Mao had never tasted before. At this moment, her little head was filled with delicious food, and she was only focused on eating, not caring about anything else.
Just eating delicious food makes Mao Mao incredibly happy!
Yang's mother piled her small bowl full of food. Seeing her eating happily, her little head bobbing up and down, she was a little charmed by her cuteness. She smiled and then looked at the young couple sitting opposite her.
Yang Lingyi and her grandson, Sun Zixuan, have been questioned several times by Yang's uncle.
They had been dating for some time, and before that, Yang Lingyi had mentioned her boyfriend to her elders several times.
According to her, the two were classmates in university, both majoring in literature. Sun Zixuan was a year ahead of her and was her senior.
The two met at a school anniversary event. Because they shared common interests, they quickly became acquainted and developed feelings for each other.
They're alumni, around the same age, and share common interests. It seems this young couple has a very good relationship; otherwise, Yang Lingyi wouldn't have brought them to meet her parents today.
The only drawback is that Sun Zixuan is not from Haicheng; his hometown is elsewhere, where he is a small landowner and his circumstances are not bad.
“...I’m graduating this year,” Sun Zixuan said. “I’ve already secured an internship at a publishing house and sent books back to my hometown. I plan to stay in Haicheng to develop my career.”
"A publishing house, huh?" Uncle Yang nodded. "A publishing house, not bad."
Yang Lingyi said with a smile, "Of the students in their year, only two have secured internship opportunities so far, and Zixuan is one of them. I told you long ago that he is excellent."
Sun Zixuan was a little embarrassed by the praise, but he couldn't hide his pride on his face.
It was because he was nearing graduation and starting to think about his future that he came to meet his parents today. The two were not only well-matched in terms of social standing, but he had also already found a job and seemed to have a bright future, so there was no reason for them to object.
Before the meal was even finished, the Yang family members were all extremely satisfied with their future grandson-in-law.
Uncle Yang poured another glass of wine for his future son-in-law, and when he spoke again, he was already calling him "Zixuan" affectionately.
Even the second concubine nodded repeatedly.
It's flawless.
She placed a crispy little fish into Mao Mao's bowl and casually asked, "Mao Mao, what do you think?"
"hold head high?"
Mao Mao looked up from her rice bowl, confused.
The second concubine asked casually, without really seeking her opinion.
After all, the young couple looked so well-matched, it couldn't be better, there was no reason to object. Their son, Mao Mao, was a lucky charm, and if Mao Mao also said yes, it would be even better to share in Mao Mao's good fortune.
"Do you think my sister and brother are a good match?" the second concubine teased her. "How about they get married and become husband and wife in the future?"
"elder sister?"
Across the table, Yang Lingyi and Sun Zixuan exchanged a glance, both blushing slightly from the teasing.
Mao Mao glanced across the table, "...Oh no."
The second concubine was taken aback.
The others at the table were also taken aback by her answer.
Yang Lingyi and Sun Zixuan's expressions also became somewhat awkward.
Yang's mother quickly smoothed things over, saying, "Mao Mao is just a child, how would she understand these things? Come on, let's eat."
"Yes, yes, let's eat."
"Zixuan, eat some fish. These fried small fish are Grandma Lingyi's specialty. Even the Marshal's Mansion came to ask for the secret recipe!"
The atmosphere at the table became lively again.
The second concubine was left holding her chopsticks, her face filled with surprise and uncertainty, as if facing a formidable enemy.
She had been listening in and thought the young couple was so perfect together. Now, she felt they were so incompatible and mismatched.
Others may not know, but doesn't she?!
Their Mao Mao is a lucky star. If Mao Mao says something is good, then it's definitely good. If Mao Mao says something is bad, then there must be some undiscovered problem!
The second concubine didn't even have time to eat.
Since it concerned her niece's future happiness, she quickly put down her chopsticks and asked nervously, "Mao Mao, what do you think is wrong?"
Her words caused a slight pause in the atmosphere at the table.
Yang's mother also quickly gave her daughter a meaningful look.
Don't you even know what time it is? If you really think it's inappropriate, it's one thing to say these things behind someone's back, but why say them to their face?
Mao Mao held the spoon and thought for a moment: "My sister is pretty... but he's not."
Everyone: "..."
Everyone's eyes couldn't help but glance at Sun Zixuan's face.
It doesn't look good?
Um, this...
Sun Zixuan: "..."
The atmosphere in the room remained quiet for a while before being broken by Yang Lingyi's laughter.
Compared to her awkward boyfriend, Yang Lingyi was overjoyed.
Children don't lie. If you tell her she's pretty, you mean it.
I feel a little bad for my boyfriend... but she's beautiful!
Besides, it's not surprising that Xiao Mao Mao speaks without thinking.
Sun Zixuan's appearance can only be described as having regular features, not handsome at all. However, she doesn't judge people by their looks, but rather values Sun Zixuan's character and conduct.
Yang's mother coughed, swallowing her laughter.
"I've long heard that all four young masters of the Lou family are exceptionally handsome. Mao Mao must have gotten used to seeing her four older brothers at home, which has made her picky."
The second concubine covered her mouth and laughed, saying, "Indeed, all four of our young masters are exceptionally handsome."
Yang Lingyi nodded repeatedly: "That's right, that's right. I once glanced at the Third Young Master by chance, and he's even more handsome than movie stars."
"Which Lou family?" Sun Zixuan asked indignantly after being bluntly told he wasn't good-looking.
Yang Lingyi rarely mentioned to outsiders that her aunt was a concubine of the warlord Lou. She was afraid of causing trouble for her aunt.
However, if the two of them get married in the future, they will not be outsiders.
Yang Lingyi then said, "It is Commander Lou. Mao Mao is a child of the Lou family."
Sun Zixuan was immediately horrified.
He looked at the short, stocky girl opposite him, and his gaze suddenly became unusual.
"It's actually Commander Lou's daughter..." he said nervously, "She's here as a guest today, so am I unlucky to have come?"
Mao Mao across from him was focused on eating, not even looking up or glancing at him.
The second concubine laughed, picked up her chopsticks again, and just as she picked up some food, she put it down again, muttering to herself.
Is she not good-looking?
Just because she's not good-looking, does Mao Mao think it's bad?
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