Rural Dad

Zhao Han said with a smile: "16 years old is not young, you should have some money on you. It's so embarrassing to go out with friends and have no money."

"Brother-in-law, you said it very well. It would be great if my sister had met you earlier!" Yang Ao said excitedly.

"Ahem!" Father Yang coughed, wanting to remind his son not to forget the planned show of power.

Yang Ao ignored him at all, and hammered Zhao Han's legs with a flattering face: "Brother-in-law, when are you getting married? I can't wait to hold my nephew."

"Ahem!" Father Yang coughed more heavily.

Yang Ao turned around and looked at him: "Dad, if your throat is uncomfortable, go drink some water. Why are you coughing all the time?"

Father Yang: "…………"

He felt that his slap was thirsty.

Mother Yang said to Father Yang: "I'm going out to buy some vegetables so that I can cook at noon. You can chat with Xiao Zhao."

Forget it, don't do any show of power.

Neither the father nor the son is reliable.

"Go ahead." Father Yang waved his hand.

Zhao Han looked at Yang Xue curiously and asked, "Today is Tuesday, why didn't Xiao Ao go to school?"

"He cheated in the exam, and the teacher asked him to go home and reflect for three days." Yang Xue looked at Yang Ao unhappily.

Father Yang also said, "This kid's grades are so bad, your aunt and I are worried about him."

"Brother-in-law, you can't blame me for this, I really can't learn!" Yang Ao said with a bitter face.

Zhao Han smiled and said, "I think you don't want to learn, but you don't want to learn. How many points do you have now?"

"Three hundred and fifty." Yang Ao was also a little embarrassed.

Yang Xue mocked, "Oh, so you also know that you will be embarrassed to talk about your scores."

"How about this, you hand him over to me this summer vacation, I promise to make him love learning." Zhao Han looked at Yang Ao gently and said with a smile.

Don't like to study? Let you work hard for two months, and I promise that you will love learning more than anyone else.

Yang Ao felt a chill on his back: "Brother-in-law..."

"That's great, Xiao Zhao, take this kid away as soon as the summer vacation starts." Yang's father made it clear.

Half an hour later, Yang's mother came back from buying groceries.

But it was still early, and it was not time to make lunch, so everyone sat together and chatted.

Suddenly, Zhao Han's phone rang.

He took out his mobile phone: "I'll take a call."

It was Zhang Dabiao who called.

"Captain, we've arrived at Taiping County."

Zhang Dabiao's voice was like a broken gong. Zhao Han didn't turn on the speakerphone, but Yang Xue and the others could hear the sound.

Zhao Han said: "I'm..."

"No. 129, Qianjin Community." Yang Xue knew what he wanted to say, so she reported her house number.

Zhao Han said: "Hear it, come to No. 129, Qianjin Community when you arrive in Qingshi Town."

"Okay, I'm hanging up." Zhang Dabiao was in a hurry and hung up before Zhao Han could speak.

Zhao Han looked at Father Yang apologetically: "Uncle and Aunt, I'm so sorry. I have several comrades coming. I'm afraid I can't stay for lunch."

"What are you talking about, kid? Why are you being so distant with us? I'll go cook now. It's just right that they're coming to eat together." Mother Yang got up and went to the kitchen.

Father Yang was also unhappy: "Xiao Zhao, if you're so distant again in the future, I'll be unhappy."

"What can I do if you're unhappy?" Yang Ao sneered.

"Pa!"

Father Yang slapped him on the back of his head and cursed: "I'm unhappy, so you can do this."

Yang Ao: "…………"

"You deserve it." Yang Xue gloated.

"Then I'll trouble you, uncle and aunt." Having said that, Zhao Han was no longer polite.

"Is Old Yang at home?"

A female voice suddenly came from outside.

"Who's here?" Father Yang said, and opened the door and walked out. In the outer room was a middle-aged woman in her forties and a young man in his twenties.

Father Yang said, "I was wondering who it was. It turned out to be Hongmei. What's up?"

"Good news, good news." Hongmei smiled with wrinkles all over her face, pointing at the young man next to her: "Hasn't your Xiaoxue found a husband yet? This is Wang Ya, Xiaoxue's high school classmate, and he came to me to be a matchmaker."

In rural areas, this primitive matchmaking habit is still preserved, and it is basically no longer seen in cities.

Because the door of the living room was not closed, although there was a distance, it was also heard clearly inside.

Yang Xue frowned slightly.

"This damn licking dog." Yang Ao cursed directly and said to Zhao Han: "Brother-in-law, this Wang Ya pestered my sister when he was in school, but my sister never paid attention to him."

"What are you explaining to me? I'm not that petty." Zhao Han patted Yang Xue's hand.

"Hongmei, our Xiaoxue already has a boyfriend, and he just brought him home today, so I'm really sorry." Father Yang was polite.Politely refused.

Hongmei sighed: "Old Yang, you can't rush into your children's marriage. Xiaoxue is so outstanding, you have to find someone who is worthy of her. Xiao Wang is now a manager of a large company and earns hundreds of thousands a year."

As a matchmaker, if it works, she will get a red envelope, so naturally she will try to promote this marriage.

"Hongmei, I don't like to hear this, don't say it in the future." Yang's father's face sank, and he looked at Wang Ya and said: "Young man, I know you. I pursued Xiaoxue in high school, but you are not destined to be together. You are successful now, and you can find a suitable one in the future."

"Uncle, if it's convenient, I want to meet Xiaoxue's boyfriend." Wang Ya said politely.

He was not excited or angry. After all, the manager of a large company still has this quality.

Yang's father frowned.

Zhao Han's voice came out: "Uncle, let them come in, it's better to talk it out in person."

"Come on." Yang's father turned and walked in.

Wang Ya and Hong Mei followed him in with the gifts.

After entering the living room, Wang Ya locked onto Zhao Han at first sight. Even as a love rival, he had to admit that Zhao Han's appearance and temperament were indeed better than his.

But he was not discouraged, because judging whether a man is successful is never based on appearance.

"Hello, Zhao Han." Zhao Han stretched out his hand.

Wang Ya shook hands with him: "Wang Ya."

"Sit down." Zhao Han greeted as the host.

Wang Ya did not sit down, but smiled and looked at Yang Xue: "Long time no see, you are still so beautiful."

Yang Xue nodded slightly in response.

"Wang Ya, you are not done, right? You think you are infatuated, but I just think you are annoying." Yang Ao would not be so polite, and looked at Wang Ya with an unhappy face.

Wang Ya laughed: "Your temper is still so fierce. You said the same thing to me a few years ago."

"Come on, don't try to get close to me. He is my only brother-in-law." Yang Ao pointed at Zhao Han and said.

Wang Ya looked at Zhao Han: "If you really love Xiaoxue, you should leave her for her own good."

"What are you talking about!" Yang Ao, who was very hot-tempered, slammed the table and said: "They are a perfect match, how can you, an ugly freak, object to it!"

Father and mother Yang also looked very unhappy.

Yang Xue's pretty face was already covered with frost.