The basket was filled with wild vegetables with some fresh soil on their roots. Yang Anjin was not paying attention to them and did not carefully separate the good leaves from the bad ones, and threw them all on the ground.
Zhang Lanzhen rarely saw Yang Anjin so absent-minded, and she couldn't bear to see the wild vegetables being wasted, so she couldn't help but say, "These vegetables won't bother you in any way. Come back to your senses and don't ruin anything."
Yang Anjin looked down and saw the vegetable leaves scattered on the ground. He suddenly came to his senses and picked up the wild vegetables on the ground and selected them again.
"They say children are debts from past lives. This matter today is indeed my fault. Fang Yu is a good boy. I see that you are interested in him. If his family has complaints about this matter, I will accept it. If your brother can't convince me, I will go to their house and mediate. You can finally rest assured now, right?"
Zhang Lanzhen's words showed that she loved the child from the bottom of her heart. The idea that filial piety is above all else was deeply ingrained in her mind. She believed that only children could be wrong, not parents.
Yang Anjin was afraid that Zhang Lanzhen would be jealous, so she hurriedly said, "Mom, what are you talking about? How can I blame you? I haven't even gotten married yet, and you're already thinking that I'm cheating."
"Your face is almost drooping to the ground. How can I not feel sorry for you? As a mother, I should do everything for my children. As long as you can live a comfortable life when you get married, I will do anything for you."
Zhang Lanzhen has no daughter, and she raised her only son even more carefully than her daughter. Now that she can see that she can't keep him, she, as a mother, just wants to do more for the child.
Yang Anjin put down the wild vegetables in his hand, went over and put his arm around Zhang Lanzhen's shoulders and shook her, acting like a child: "Mom, you are so kind."
Zhang Lanzhen pinched Yang Anjin's nose and said with a smile, "You're old now, aren't you embarrassed? Now you can finally feel at ease?"
"Hehe, mom is the best to me."
"Okay, stop being a spoiled brat. Let's clean up. Your brother hasn't even had a sip of hot water yet. We'll make it and we can eat when he gets back."
"good."
As the words came, Zhang Lanzhen just stood up and saw two people talking and laughing at the door as they walked into the yard.
"Mom, look who's here."
Zhao Fangyu didn't expect that Yang Anjin was sitting in the yard. The person he had been thinking about day and night suddenly appeared in front of him, which made him dazed for a moment. It was only when Zhang Lanzhen spoke that he looked away.
"Hey, why is Fang Yu here? Come in, come in, did you two run into each other?"
Zhao Fangyu handed the basket to Zhang Lanzhen and replied, "My mother fried some bacon and asked me to bring it over for you to try. I ran into An Chen on the way and followed him here."
He could vaguely feel the gazes coming from the side, and his hands were placed a little unnaturally while he spoke.
"This..." This situation left Zhang Lanzhen completely confused. She looked at Yang Anchen inquiringly and waited for him to explain.
"Fang Yu has already told me about this. He didn't hear clearly outside the door and misunderstood what Mom meant. Now that he understands, the misunderstanding is naturally gone."
"Well, it's true that I did something wrong today. Don't be offended, Fang Yu. There's only one thing, I'm willing to hand An Jin over to you because I like you as a talent. It has nothing to do with anything else. Your family has encountered problems. Apart from other things, I'm on your side emotionally and logically. I've never taken the gossip outside to heart. I'm sure your family members have the same thoughts as me. From now on, we'll work together, and when you two get married, your life will be better."
Zhao Fangyu also agreed with this heartfelt statement. At the same time, he also admitted his immature behavior to Zhang Lanzhen. After everything was said and done, both groups felt a lot more relieved.
This was the first time that Yang Anjin was mentioned about marriage in front of Zhao Fangyu. While sitting aside picking vegetables, her hands did not stop, but her eyes could not help but steal glances at the tall man standing in front of her.
Yang Anchen caught Yang Anjin red-handed and said maliciously, "I see that Anjin picked the vegetables very cleanly. Mother, why don't you fry them later and eat them with the meat that Aunt Cuilan brought to go with the wine? Fang Yu and I won't go home until we are drunk tonight."
"Okay, you guys sit down, I'll go cook, it'll be ready in a moment, just wait."
"Hey, thank you for your help, auntie."
Yang Anjin's sneak peek skills were not very advanced, and Zhao Fangyu noticed it early on. But it was strange that the two had met several times, but every time they met, they still felt as unfamiliar as the first time.
Yang Anchen was very considerate and gave the two of them some time to talk. He never agreed with the saying "A gentleman should stay away from the kitchen", so he made an excuse to go to the kitchen to help.
With only the two of them left in the yard, the atmosphere seemed to become even more awkward. It had only been a few days since their last outing, but why were they still so unfamiliar? Zhao Fangyu couldn't help but wonder, maybe this is what they mean by "one day apart feels like three years"?
If you calculate the past few days, it means they haven't seen each other for several years. No wonder.
It wasn't easy for the two of them to meet, and now that they finally had a chance to interact openly, Zhao Fangyu couldn't bear to let it go to waste, so he took the initiative and said, "I really liked the purse you gave me last time."
The last time they went on an outing, Zhao Fangyu separated from Zhao Luochuan and the others as soon as they entered the peach forest. There were many people there at the time, and everyone was busy with their own things, so no one noticed where Zhao Fangyu went.
Even when the crowd dispersed and he returned with his purse hanging openly, no one paid much attention to him because of the bad guy's harassment of Zhao Fangchu.
Zhao Fangyu took the initiative to speak and break the ice. Yang Anjin's tense body relaxed for a moment. He looked at his waist, but there was no purse. He asked in confusion: "Why didn't you bring it?"
This was the first time Zhao Fangyu received a gift in return from Yang Anjin, and it was also a token of his love. He was reluctant to take it out, and hid it under his pillow as if it were a treasure, fearing that it would be scratched accidentally.
"I have clumsy hands and feet, and I'm afraid of breaking it." Zhao Fangyu scratched his head, afraid that Yang Anjin would think that he didn't like purses, so he explained.
Yang Anjin was amused by his words and chuckled. After trying hard to suppress his laughter, he looked up and said, "It's just a purse. It's made to be used by people. It doesn't matter if it breaks. I can make another one next time."
As the saying goes, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. In Zhao Fangyu's eyes, Yang Anjin, dressed in ordinary clothes, looked like a fairy. In his opinion, even if Yang Anjin was wearing a torn sack, she would still be a lotus emerging from the water.
The slight smile he gave as he lowered his head instantly stunned Zhao Fangyu to the spot. It took him a while to recover. He smiled sheepishly and said, "As you say, I'll take it with me when I get back."
The misunderstanding was resolved and the meal was enjoyed by both the host and the guests. Zhao Fangyu had been to the town before, and even though he was not well educated, he and Yang Anchen still had countless topics to talk about.
As they toasted each other, they unknowingly drank a few more glasses of wine. Yang Anchen was not able to hold his liquor and passed out after a few rounds.
Zhao Fangyu could drink a little more, and although he was not completely drunk, his mind was still a bit confused. It was inconvenient for him to stay overnight, so he suppressed his drunkenness and went home with unsteady steps.
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