Liu Dapeng waved to the driver who was coming downstairs and said, "Liangzi, take a rest." He handed the car keys to Bi Yue's second uncle.
Bi Yue was even more convinced. Her second uncle would show off that he had a handcart, and Boss Liu would immediately find someone who liked to drive.
Standing at the gate of the courtyard, there were many people standing under the big tree at the gate watching the fun.
Despite his aunt's constant reminders to be careful, my second uncle was eager to get into the black car. He also explained to Liu Dapeng the differences between a handcart and a Xiali car, and asked if he wanted to try the crank handlebars too.
When Bi Yue returned to the living room and cleaned up the leftovers, her second aunt in the kitchen said in a low voice:
"I think Xiao Liu is really good. Why doesn't Yueyue find someone like Xiao Liu?
This child doesn't know how to choose a partner.
I need to find someone who can communicate with the rural people. Only then can I live a stable life. No matter how I listen to Xiao Chu, I feel that he is not as reliable as Xiao Liu.
Liu Yafang was unhappy. She stopped rolling the dough. She had originally intended to make some wontons for the two drivers who were resting upstairs, but she was inexplicably annoyed.
Isn't her uncle just a young master? That can't be said. No matter how bad her Chu boy is, he is still her family.
The eldest aunt glared at her sister-in-law who spoke without thinking, quickly glanced at Liu Yafang's face, and winked at the second aunt:
"What nonsense are you talking about? Ah, just be with whoever is good? Then being with anyone is all about fate. Besides, Xiao Chu didn't come, didn't you hear what Xiao Liu said? He's a hundred times better than him. We found someone Yueyue, so how could he be any worse?"
"Oh my god, sister, don't take it too seriously, I was just talking nonsense."
Aunt Fatty and Ge Yufeng exchanged a glance. Ge Yufeng sat on a small stool, pounding her lower back and crunching a cucumber. "Yafang, are both uncles here? Where's Fenghe?"
"I left this morning. If he knew, he'd blame me. When he heard about the dinner, his eyes lit up. What a troublesome playboy."
Just as Liu Yafang said, although Liu Fenghe had not heard that he had missed the good meal, he did not delay in praising his sister.
Sitting cross-legged on the kang, with a plate of pork head and a plate of peanuts on the kang table and a pot of hot wine at hand, he complained to his wife:
"My sister lives in a three-story building, and she gave me 300 yuan to pay for this and that. Tsk, how stingy."
His wife Xiaoyan was unhappy and said, "How can you think like that? Why didn't I give it to others? You're not satisfied with three hundred yuan. It's so shameful to ask for money from others."
Liu Fenghe slammed his hand on the table, spitting out peanuts: "Who are you talking to?"
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