A group of rickshaws parked in front of a beautiful three-story building.

The houses that Chinese appreciate are more courtyards and the like, with restrained beauty and sophistication.

But because of the use of more wooden materials, although the house is in line with the antique aesthetics of the Chinese people, but over the years, it will give people a little stale atmosphere, and only people who have reached a certain age can feel the long-lasting fragrance after the precipitation of the years.

The goodness of the bungalow is external and pragmatic.

The masonry material is naturally incomparable with those precious materials such as nanmu, but it is strong and easy to maintain, and it is suitable for all ages.

Not to mention, a bungalow stands among many old houses that have gone through the years, and it feels like a girl who originally looked like seven or eight points standing in a group of women like Zhu Bajie and her second aunt, and it is difficult not to look delicate and cute.

The small building of the Yang family is like this, originally it was an ordinary mansion, and it wanted to be located between a group of old houses, with a large yard with fresh greenery of grass and trees, and the square small building was located in it, which looked extraordinarily foreign, making everything around it seem a little overshadowed.

"Didn't we go to the grain store? Why did you bring us here? ”

Song Kangnian was originally a native old man in a mountain village who had never seen much of the world, and he was purely supported by the momentum of a rich man who was a little strong, and as soon as he got out of the car in front of the small building, he immediately restrained himself and became ashamed.

Even he was like this, let alone Song Tao, who was looking at Xiaolou with straight eyes at the moment, and began to fantasize about what it would be like if he could live in such a place - he felt that he would rather live twenty years less!

"Mr. Song, Yang Ye said, if I receive you, I will send it here directly, Yang Ye has already notified his brothers, and he should be able to come ......over soon," the coachmen smiled.

While he was talking, the courtyard door had been opened, and seven or eight domestic servants were standing on both sides of the gate, and a little girl dressed in luxurious pink carving was trotting out quickly, shouting: "Uncle Nian, Brother Tao......"

Song Kangnian and Song Tao subconsciously retreated, as if they were afraid of soiling the clothes on the little girl's body, and their faces were full of disbelief.

"Uncle Nian, Brother Tao, don't you recognize me?" Yang Ping asked funny.

"You're Pinny?"

Song Kangnian and Song Tao finally confirmed that it was Yang Ping, and said with some excitement and embarrassment: "It's only been a few months, and I can't recognize it, I've grown taller and more beautiful......"

Yang Ping has indeed changed a lot, but her appearance is actually average, just like Yang Yi, she is an ordinary girl.

There are four brothers and sisters in the family, and Yang Kuanchang is better-looking.

But as the saying goes, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles!

When I was in the village, although the family was not very poor, it was definitely hard.

So Yang Ping, like all the seven or eight-year-old children in the village, is busy helping with work, busy with all kinds of housework, and rarely wears new clothes a few times throughout the year, not to mention, hands and faces, as soon as winter comes, there are gaps everywhere, and the mouths are cracked, scarred and cracked, and finally they only see small faces and small hands full of chapped faces, and they are almost indistinguishable.

And now that many things are handled by servants, she will naturally change back to the appearance of a pink and tender little girl, and then put on a new dress, it will naturally be like a different person!

"Isn't that me?"

Although her appearance has changed a lot, Yang Ping's temperament has not changed, Gege smiled and invited Song Kangnian and Song Tao to sit in the building.

The servants also know that the person who came is Miss Jiawen's father, who is ready to come to beat the mandarin ducks, how dare they be the slightest slack at this time, all kinds of melons and fruits are hot tea, not to mention how attentive the hospitality is.

The sofas, electric lights, carpets, and big glass windows in the room were originally ordinary things, but in the eyes of Song Kangnian and Song Tao, it was full of magnificence, and there were two servants standing next to one person waiting, which made one uncomfortable, so that he didn't dare to stand when he sits, for fear that there would be a mistake and make people laugh.

There's no way, who let the two of them be old and young, Song Kangnian has been to the county a few times, but Song Tao hasn't even been to the town a few times?

When countrymen enter the city, it is difficult for newcomers not to show their timidity.

Seeing the appearance of the two, Yang Ping thought of her mood when she went to Song's house before, and every time she would think about how good it would be if she could live in such a big house, with so much delicious food and so many beautiful clothes, and how good it would be, but not envious.

And now, it's really feng shui in turn!

Thinking of these, Yang Ping was happy and proud, sent the servants to prepare some delicious food, and the family had a good meal in the evening, while she accompanied Song Kangnian and the two to say, the tone and appearance were exactly the same as any ignorant teenage child, which made the two feel free.

When Yang Ping accompanied the two of them to do a homework, naturally there was a coachman to look for Yang Yi, and the more clever coachman saw that there were too many people who patted Yang Ye's farts and estimated that it would not be his turn, so he went to the college to find Song Jiawen in a hurry, and at the same time thought proudly, I heard that Yang Ye is not afraid of the earth, but he is afraid of his wife, as long as he shoots Miss Jiawen's sycophants well, it will be the same!

Hearing that Song Kangnian had arrived, Yang Yi immediately rushed home, his expression on the rickshaw was extremely grim, and he took into account Song Kangnian's various reactions, but there was no countermeasure.

For outsiders, they can use all kinds of conspiracies to conspire, but if they can't do it, they can still kill them by force.

But these are not used on Song Kangnian.

"Master, don't be nervous, seeing the old man is not seeing a tiger, and he can't eat your ......"

Wan Tao was talking while running, and thought a little proudly, although he didn't have such a skill as his master, but when he introduced his daughter-in-law to him before, he had never been afraid!

Yang Yi gave him a blank look, and said in his heart, don't you know this? If it was a tiger, how could I be afraid?

At the same time, Song Jiawen heard the coachman say that her father had arrived at Yang's house, and she suddenly couldn't care about going to class, so she immediately got in the car and asked the coachman to send her back quickly, saying that it was better not to quarrel.

She is relieved of Yang Yi, but she is a little uncertain about her father.

scolded herself, Song Jiawen knew that Song Kangnian would not dare, but she also knew that this dare was by no means afraid, but reluctant.

Because of this, she was even more worried, worried that Song Kang would be reluctant to sprinkle all the anger on Yang Yi, and the streets would be noisy.

If there was nothing before, but now Yang Yi is also a figure with a head and a face, if he scolds a dog in public, how can people still behave in the city? And how to convince the public!

The coachman also seemed to think of Song Jiawen's concerns, and pulled the car without saying a word, almost flying fast, in order to shoot Song Jiawen's fart, this coachman can be regarded as desperate!