732. The feeling of home

Facing the charming and lovely Nicole Zheng Zhiyi subconsciously swallowed saliva, and then he felt that Yang Shubao looked at him wrongly, so he hurriedly took a sip of wine and swallowed it to cover up his swallowing saliva.

"Yes, the reporters have sharp eyes, but they don't know enough about our situation, the clothes we wear are all officially provided, and they can't tell from the dress, so they have to start with the female companion, have you heard a word? The best decoration for a man is a woman. ”

Yang Shubao suddenly realized, so it was.

The reception was short-lived, lasting only an hour, after which the leaders and reporters began to leave.

At this time, the talents of the two countries can stay and continue to eat and drink, and at the same time they can exchange contact information and expand contacts with each other.

A group of Chinese people want each other's Twitter, and a group of big blacks want each other's WeChat, which is also quite interesting.

The official reception only lasted until tonight, and then the talent group was fine, and they were free to plan and arrange their own.

Yang Shubao asked the staff to book a ticket for himself and flew to his hometown with Nicole.

The temperature in his hometown was even cooler than in the capital, and after getting off the plane, he wrapped Nicole tightly before letting her out.

Nicole folded her arms in a bird's wing flutter and grinned, "I'm a male donkey penguin now." ”

Yang Shubao said: "We don't have penguins in the reserve yet, how about we get a batch of penguins back and raise them?"

Nicole continued to flutter in front of him: "Isn't there a big penguin in front of you?"

There were people waiting in line to go out, and Yang Shubao saw that there were already young men inside who clenched their fists, so he dragged Nicole out quickly.

They sprinkle dog food vigorously, and it is estimated that the single young man can't stand it anymore.

The two dragged their suitcases out of the airport and saw Yang Zhengnian and Zheng Qihong, and the old couple came to pick them up.

Zheng Qihong brought an extra piece of coating, and immediately put it on her when she saw Nicole come out.

Nicole said, "Mom, I've been wearing a lot. ”

Zheng Qihong said softly: "Good ha, you have to cool down today, you have to be careful, we can't catch a cold during the New Year." ”

Yang Zhengnian said to Yang Shubao with a sad face: "Son, I have been married to your mother for so many years, and she has never spoken to me in such a gentle tone. ”

Yang Shubao comforted him and said, "She hasn't spoken to me like this either, isn't the reason why she talks to Nicole like this because she has a baby?"

Yang Zhengnian's eyes widened suddenly: "Really?"

"Fake!"

"Really?"

"It's really fake!"

Yang Zhengnian covered his heart and said angrily: "I'm really angry with you two mothers!"

The car drove out and left the airport to see snow on both sides of the road.

Nicole held her chin to look at the snow carefully, and she said happily: "After a year, I finally see the snow again, and it's still so beautiful." ”

Yang Shubao subconsciously sighed: "Another year has passed? Alas, time is really terrible." ”

Zheng Qihong said leisurely: "Time is like an arrow urging people to grow old, and the sun and the moon are like a shuttle to save a young man." ”

Yang Zhengnian saw a poem from his daughter-in-law, so he was not to be outdone: "The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night." ”

Zheng Qihong continued: "The situation does not treat people, and the hair must be silky. ”

Yang Zhengnian also continued: "The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night. ”

Zheng Qihong smiled and said: "Between the world and the world, if the white horse passes through the gap, it will be all of a sudden. ”

Yang Zhengnian still said: "The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night." ”

Zheng Qihong was furious: "Can you change a sentence?

Yang Zhengnian snorted twice and said: "In the face of time, everyone is equal. ”

Zheng Qihong smiled fiercely: "Which one of you wrote this poem?"

Yang Shubao sighed and said, "Guarding your daughter-in-law, can you two live together peacefully? I really don't understand, how can you two have such a temper and live together for so many years? No, how can you two get married?"

Zheng Qihong looked out of the car window, with a leisurely look on his face: "Because your father was handsome when he was young, although he didn't have much culture, but the young man was spiritual, enthusiastic, righteous, and had practiced Tongjiquan, just like a chivalrous man." ”

Hearing his wife's words, Yang Zhengnian straightened up and said: "Your mother was not ordinary when she was young, she was a cultural person who graduated from a secondary school, and she was old and temperamental, you didn't see your mother when she was a big girl, holding a book in a little white dress, tsk." ”

smacked his lips, and he became dissatisfied again: "It's all your fault, kid, your mother's endocrine is not very good after you have you, and her temper is big, and she can't be angry with students at school, so she can only take me under the knife." And what about me, in order to feed you, I can only go around the stove every day, and I blame you!"

Zheng Qihong squinted at his son and said, "If you hadn't found us such a good daughter-in-law as Nicole, I sometimes really wish I hadn't wanted you at that time." ”

The husband and wife spoke in unison, aimed at Lao Yang and began to fire.

Nicole watched the excitement with relish, and it was time to watch the two of them turn.

The car returned to the tunzi, and there were people killing pigs in their yard, Yang Shubao's cousin Daguang was commanding, and there were people killing pigs when he went home last year, but that time he didn't kill well, and the white knife went in and the yellow knife went out, and it was stuck in the.

Seeing Yang Shubao coming back, several people greeted him warmly: "Ha, Xiaobao is back." "My daughter-in-law is wrapped tightly enough." "Come inside, it's cold today." ”

Rhubarb is in the house, and it is very good at lying on the ground with its limbs open, pressing its belly against the floor, and pressing a roasted sheep's head with its front paws, its mouth gnawing and flying, and its tail wagging is also flying.

Hearing the footsteps, it already knows that the owner is back, which is the housekeeping skill of the Chinese pastoral dog, observing words and colors and listening to the sound to distinguish people.

But it didn't get up, just glanced at them and continued to concentrate on the sheep's head.

Yang Shubao went over and picked its ass with his toes and said, "Rhubarb, who's coming? You are quite a big name now, and you don't even look at us squarely?"

Rhubarb gathered his ears at him and wagged his tail vigorously, but he still didn't get up, and continued to deal with the sheep's head, gnawing at the middle of the sheep's head, as if to dismantle it in pieces.

Yang Shubao was surprised: "Damn, rhubarb is not disabled, right?"

Zheng Qihong slapped him and scolded with a smile: "It's almost the New Year, don't talk nonsense." ”

Rhubarb's limbs are very powerful, and its mouth is also very powerful, it finally bit the sheep's head open, and then picked up half of it and gave it to Yang Shubao and gave the other half to Nicole, after dividing it, it sat in front of the two of them and squinted and licked its nose, which was called a complacent.

Seeing this, Yang Zhengnian laughed: "Oh, it turns out that Lao Huang has been preparing gifts for you." ”

Uncle Yang Baoqiang smiled and touched the old yellow head and stroked it with a smile: "So sensible and so caring?"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Lao Huang jumped up violently and rushed out, and then the old man of the Yang family entered the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

In this way, the family is in order.