Only then did he realize that she did it on purpose.
Zhao Yang was not annoyed. He looked at her for a while, and she turned her head away embarrassedly and laughed softly.
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When Yu Huan returned home, the house was bustling with activity.
I don’t know who is coming to visit again.
She was thinking this, but when she went in, she saw an unfamiliar old lady.
Grandma quietly pulled Yu Huan's arm and said that they were distant relatives, and asked Yu Huan to call her Third Aunt Grandma.
Third Aunt's face was all red. After seeing Yu Huan, she looked him up and down, praised him several times, and murmured, "With such good looks, no wonder Young Master Fang took a fancy to him."
What she said made people feel uncomfortable. Grandma frowned and asked her what she was doing there. She smiled awkwardly and told her the reason.
It turned out that when Yu Huan came back a few days ago, he passed by the town and was seen by Fang Shuyan, the only son of the Fang family, a famous and prominent family in the surrounding villages. After returning, he couldn't forget her. After making many inquiries and confirming her identity, he asked someone to come and propose marriage to her.
"This is the rich man you end up marrying in the story." The system came online again.
"But he went bankrupt in the end." Yu Huan held up her face and said, "It would have been better if I hadn't married him. At least I can support myself now instead of getting into debt with him."
The plot has gone off track, and the system no longer has any strict rules, so it's up to Yu Huan.
Third Aunt must have received some benefits from the Fang family, so she boasted about Young Master Fang to the point of being the best in the world.
The Fang family also asked her to bring something to Yu Huan, but her grandmother confiscated it and told her to take it back.
When Third Aunt came, Old Mrs. Zhao was there. After a few words, she understood what she meant and took the opportunity to go home.
Zhao Yang was packing up the New Year's goods he had bought, all kinds of good things put together, and wanted to ask Old Mrs. Zhao to find a reason to send them to the Zhang family.
"Someone from the Zhang family is here." said Old Mrs. Zhao.
"Who is it, a relative visiting?" Zhao Yang asked casually.
"I'm here to propose marriage to Huanhuan." Old Mrs. Zhao came back specially to give the news, pretending nothing happened and laughing at her grandson's joke.
Zhao Yang froze in his tracks. "Matchmaker? She, she..."
"Yes, it's the Fang family, a wealthy family." Old Mrs. Zhao was happy to watch the fun. She smiled and narrowed her eyes. Zhao Yang had already walked outside.
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"This kind of good thing can only happen if the ancestral graves of your family are filled with smoke."
"You really need to think about this carefully."
When seeing off my third aunt, she was still trying to persuade her.
Finally he was sent away.
When Yu Huan was about to enter the door, he was suddenly stopped by someone.
"Yu Huan."
The young man called her in a low voice, his deep eyes looking at her with hidden anxiety.
"I run a factory now and make money. I will make more in the future. Don't promise them. Look at me..." He said bluntly and sincerely.
When Yu Huan's gaze fell on him, he suddenly lost his voice and could only look at Yu Huan with his eyes filled with all his emotions: anxiety, nervousness, and anticipation.
Like a large dog lying on its owner's lap wanting to be petted hard.
"But I'm lazy. I like to spend money, but I don't like to work..." Yu Huan said, and a strand of hair fell behind her ear.
Zhao Yang seemed to have hysteria, and as if possessed by a ghost, he used his hand to gently hook the strand of hair back behind her ear.
"I know, I know." He whispered, repeating over and over again, "You are like this, and I just like you like this."
"What if others say something about me?" she asked.
"Then I won't let them go to the factory." He said this with confidence. The factory was getting bigger and bigger, and almost every family in the village had someone working there. "You're the boss's wife, no one can bully you."
"What if they say about you? That you found a lazy and stupid wife?"
"They are jealous of me." Zhao Yang said calmly, "You are so good, everyone knows it. If you... only want your goodness, then let them say sour words."
When he thought of a possibility, the back of his neck turned red, as if he had drunk a bucket of wine in one breath and his soul was gone.
"Then what are the benefits of marrying you?"
Yu Huan still wanted to make things difficult for the man who seemed so confident in what he could do outside when he showed this expression.
He also said seriously and logically: "There are only me and grandma at home. You can do whatever you want. I will buy you a house and a car... No, my money is all yours. I give it all to you. You can spend it however you want."
He was always tongue-tied in front of Yu Huan, but he never expected that he could say such perfect words.
"Would you like to?" he asked earnestly.
"I don't know about that." Yu Huan took a step back, his dark eyes cunning and smart, "Go ask grandma."
She ran back into the house.
Zhao Yang was like a piece of wood and went to ask Grandma Zhang.
Grandma Zhang laughed so hard that she told him that she would not make the decision for Huanhuan on such an important matter of life, and she had to make the final decision herself.
Zhao Yang's face turned hot at the laughter.
He suddenly understood that she had clearly agreed, and asked him to ask the elders, which was the same as proposing marriage in person.
So I was filled with joy from head to toe and couldn't sleep the whole night when I got home.
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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it’s almost New Year.
The adults were busy washing and cutting vegetables, and wrapping lotus root boxes. Grandma's big pot hadn't stopped working all morning, boiling oil and cooking food non-stop.
Thick and wide cutlassfish slices, plump mushrooms, hand-made meatballs and vegetarian meatballs, marinated crispy pork, eggplant and lotus root boxes...
Pot after pot of food came out of the pot, and the fragrance filled the streets.
It's getting cold.
Yu Huan always likes to keep his fingers tucked into his sleeves, only showing them when eating.
She was squatting in the kitchen, waiting to eat the fragrant fried mushrooms, when she heard Zhao Yang calling her outside the door.
"This is for you."
Zhao Yang took out a pair of gloves with snow-white fur. They were soft when he touched them and were very suitable for girls.
Yu Huan liked it a little, put it on his hand and tried it on, and said it looked good.
Zhao Yang was also happy, thinking that his trip to the town was worthwhile.
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