Jingdong's logistics are fast, and Fang Yifan's actions are not slow.

Two days later, in the evening, Tong Wenjie had not returned from work; The first leather tumbler with Qiao Weidong's portrait is freshly baked.

"Fan Fan, although your Uncle Qiao is not in tune, he is an elder after all, and he is Yingzi's father, so it's not appropriate for you to do this."

Fang Yuan looked at Qiao Weidong's tumbler sandbag, who had been hit with two heavy punches, staggered and stood up, and still had not faded.

"It's really inappropriate, so Dad, you call Uncle Qiao and ask him to come over and make your own decision."

Fang Yifan thought about it again and again, and thought about it again and again, but in the end he still felt that it was inappropriate, and Qiao Weidong had to come forward in this matter.

"Call Qiao Weidong, aren't you afraid that he will see this and beat you?"

"Yingzi said that the pressure is high, and I think her pressure comes from Aunt Song, so for Aunt Song, this Qiao Weidong brand pressure release device is specially customized."

Fang Yifan made two heavy punches again, and explained while fighting.

"Son, for the sake of Yingzi, you are really well-intentioned."

Seeing his little wild boar looking so scheming in order to please his girlfriend, Fang Yuan suddenly felt a sense of comfort from his old heart.

After Qiao Weidong moved to Shuxiang Yayuan, he became a frequent visitor to Fang Yifan's house, and he came to eat twice in three days;

No, Fang Yuan made a phone call, and he came over.

"I was thinking about coming to your house to deal with it, and you came to call."

Two durians, a few beers, Qiao Weidong must bring a meal.

"Come here, take a look at what Fang Yifan painted for you, how about it?"

Fang Yuan pointed to the leather tumbler and said.

"The painting is vivid, but Fanfan, Uncle Qiao didn't offend you; You come with me to do this, are you not cleaning up? ”

Qiao Weidong put down the things he was carrying, moved his hands and feet, and looked like if you don't give me an explanation, I will make you look good in minutes.

"Uncle Qiao, I'm not targeting you, it's all for Yingzi?"

Afraid of a sudden change in the style of painting, Qiao Weidong asked Sunflower to point to himself, and Fang Yifan hurriedly explained.

"For Yingzi, you give me such a thing and say it's for Yingzi?"

Do you think I'm stupid?

"Yingzi didn't do well in the midterm exam this time, Aunt Song forced her to do the test paper every day, which made her depressed, I think she needs to decompress."

Whose girlfriend is distressed, Fang Yifan is really worried about Qiao Yingzi's current state.

"You let Yingzi play something to decompress, but why use my avatar."

"This is not for Yingzi, this is for Aunt Song; Yingzi's pressure mainly comes from her mother, and it is better to raise the soup to stop the boiling than to take a salary from the bottom of the kettle. ”

Looking at the essence through the phenomenon, Fang Yifan said his theory, which really fooled Qiao Weidong.

"Wait, Fanfan, how do I feel that you care a little too much about Yingzi; Today, it's just me and your dad here, you honestly, are you two in love? ”

Qiao Weidong brought up the old matter again, he was not Song Qian, even if Fang Yifan and Qiao Yingzi sacrificed Huang Zhitao, he still believed in his own judgment.

"Uncle, didn't this matter turn the page last time, I and Yingzi are innocent."

didn't want anything to happen again, Fang Yifan tried his best to cover it up.

"I didn't say you weren't innocent;

Fan Fan, it's the third year of high school, your Uncle Qiao and I are such a daughter, you are where you go, but you must grasp the proportions. ”

In the past, he was just suspicious, but today's incident made Qiao Weidong believe in his judgment, Fang Yifan, this kid must be in love with Yingzi, this concern will not deceive.

As for why he was so good at talking this time?

Qiao Weidong is a businessman, and when he calms down, he will weigh the pros and cons; After thinking about it again and again, Fang Yifan is really the best choice for his future son-in-law;

First of all, he and Yingzi are childhood sweethearts, and the two have no guesses; Family conditions, Fang Yuan's family and his own family are now considered to be a good match, and Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie both know the roots, Yingzi will not suffer if he marries in the past;

In the end, Fang Yifan is young and promising, and he looks good, and he is a bright and high-performing stock.

"Uncle Qiao, this thing is quite heavy, I'll help you move it over."

Fang Yifan didn't know Qiao Weidong's mental journey, he was afraid that he would set a trap for himself, so he chose to divert the topic.

Dare to sell 2500 leather tumblers, the materials and workmanship are still very elegant, of course, the weight is not light;

Fang Yifan is open body, but Qiao Weidong is over forty years old, and his physical strength has declined; Even though there is an elevator up and down the stairs, it still makes him tired and out of breath.

"Uncle Qiao, your body is not good; You have to have someone make it up for you. ”

"I'm in my early forties, certainly no better than a lad like you; But this is just right, if Song Qian doesn't accept this thing, you can move him home by yourself. ”

Qiao Weidong is a master who refuses to suffer, and he is not allowed to suffer losses on his lips.

Ding Dong Ding Dong

"How did you two get together, something?"

On Song Qian's character boredom list, Qiao Weidong has always been ranked first; Thanks to Qiao Yingzi's failure in the exam this time, and with the assistance of Tong Wenjie's Versailles video, Fang Yifan is now also in the top five on the list.

"I heard Yingzi say that you have been under a lot of pressure recently, I asked Fan Fan to customize this decompression artifact for you, Fan Fan, you can show it to Aunt Song, it's super easy to use."

Qiao Weidong really can't beat himself by himself, so let Fang Yifan come.

"Uncle Qiao, then I'm here;

Kill you scumbag, kill your unreliable stuff, kill you conscienceless thing. ”

Fang Yifan first hit a left hook, then a right hook, and finally an uppercut, scolding while fighting.

"Wait a minute, what are you scolding? Who is a scumbag, who is unreliable, who has no conscience? ”

Seeing Fang Yifan pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, Qiao Weidong was unhappy.

"Uncle Qiao, I didn't scold you, I can't say anything about this boxing decompression, I'm just demonstrating it to Aunt Song Qian;

Aunt Song, do you want to try it yourself? ”

Selling the old man in front of his mother-in-law, Fang Yifan's rank of death is also full level.

"It's nice to look at, you drew this head."

Song Qian was indeed very interested, and asked after taking the boxing gloves handed over by Fang Yifan.

"That's a must, I'm a professional at drawing people's heads;

This is what Uncle Qiao looks like when he is twenty years old, this is thirty years old, forty years old, and what I predicted when he was fifty years old, and I stayed up two nights painting these four sides; But as long as you are satisfied, I am willing to work hard. ”

Fang Yifan's expression when he said this, how flattering he should be, how flattering he should be.

"Kill you scumbag, kill you unreliable thing, kill you conscienceless thing."

Song Qian learned from Fang Yifan's appearance just now, and beat Qiao Weidong's version of the tumbler at the door of her house.

"Song Qian, what about this door, let's let Fan Fan help you move in, you go inside to fight."

Women with a quiet appearance have a domineering heart, and Song Qian's current appearance can be regarded as scaring Qiao Weidong.