As soon as he heard that the object that Yi Qiushui introduced to Yang Liu was Uncle Wang's youngest son, Yang Jun immediately objected.

He doesn't know what kind of urine Wang Guozheng is, just like his appearance, how good his brother's character can be.

It's not that Yang Jun doesn't believe in Uncle Wang's family style, but he doesn't have a good impression of the disciples in the big courtyard.

There is no difference between the children of the big yard and the children of the gentlemen, relying on the background of the family, causing trouble everywhere, bullying the soft and fearing the hard, when there is nothing to do, they form gangs and factions to cause trouble, and those children toss their parents to death every day.

Just imagine, Wang Guozheng, Zhong Yuemin, Qian Xiangrong, Guo Tianming, ......, which of those big courtyard disciples Yang Jun knows, which ones are of good character?

Let's take Wang Guozheng and Zhong Yuemin as examples, not to mention the of their reselling of materials, just because they are mixed with Sister Hong's sisters, Yang Jun doesn't want Yang Liu to find such a man.

No woman wants her husband to fool around outside, and with Yang Liuxin's arrogant personality, she will not tolerate this kind of thing happening to her.

Yang Jun would rather his sister find a child from a poor family to marry, rather than Yang Liu marry a child of the big courtyard.

This has nothing to do with identity and background, he just wants Yang Liu to live happily.

"What's wrong with them? Do you think Wang Tao is like his brother?" Yi Qiushui asked.

"That's what you said." Yang Jun spread his hands and said.

He didn't want to explain, but Yi Qiushui had to match Yang Liu and Wang Tao, so he could only tell the truth.

"Am I not right? Wang Guozheng is not doing it properly, this matter is a recognized fact in the compound, and I will not whitewash him, but there is one thing to say, his younger brother is different from him, Wang Tao has a strong sense of responsibility, he is not only handsome but also very capable, and he has been awarded the third-class merit twice at a young age."

Yi Qiushui is fighting for Wang Tao.

Yang Jun listened and hesitated.

Yi Qiushui is already above the top, and there are few men who can praise her.

Now, she admires this person so much, maybe Wang Tao is still a clear stream among the disciples of the big courtyard.

"Is he really as good as you say?"

Yi Qiushui rolled his eyes and snorted angrily,

"Don't you think the big yard kid doesn't have a good character?"

Yang Jun didn't speak, but his eyes made his attitude clear.

Isn't it?

Yi Qiushui waved a small pink fist and rained down on Yang Jun.

As she beat it, she complained, "Don't forget that I'm also a big yard kid."

How dare Yang Jun take this, he held his head in both hands, and hurriedly explained,

"The big courtyard disciples refer to men, and naturally they don't include you girls."

"I'll let you take a bite of a girl, and now I'll let you see the anger of the girls in the compound."

Yi Qiushui rolled up his sleeves, pushed Yang Jun down on the bed, turned over and rode up.

"The surname Yang, are you ready to accept the wrath from the ladies of the compound?"

Yang Jun lay down, spread his limbs, and said affectionately,

"Come on, let me feel the power of the explosion from the small universe of the ladies in the compound."

……

The next day, Yi Qiushui was lazy and didn't want to get up.

Last night, the small universe released too much energy, causing her to be listless today.

Early in the morning, this girl shouted that she wanted to eat the big meat buns at the snack shop opposite the military compound, and she had to ask Yang Jun to buy them for her.

Yang Jun knew that she did it on purpose, and he didn't care, so he followed the foal out for a spin.

came to the steamed bun shop opposite the military compound.

The two parked the car, ordered five large meat buns each, asked for a multigrain porridge, and found a table to eat.

The table was placed on the side of the road on the street, and it was not big enough for two people to sit.

The buns are filled with mutton, which is much fresher than the pork filling, and Yang Jun ate two in one go.

The foal wanted to starve to death, for fear that he would lose the next meal after eating it.

Seeing this, Yang Jun asked, "Didn't you eat in the morning?"

"Eat."

While eating, Ma Gongzi raised five fingers and said embarrassedly, "Hehe, five nest heads, two bowls of stick porridge."

Yang Jun rolled his eyes when he heard this.

"Eat slowly, enough is enough."

"Really?"

As soon as the colt heard that it was enough, he immediately became less anxious.

He loosened his belt and smiled embarrassedly, "Brother, can I pack two?" I want Miao Miao and Zhiruo to taste it."

"Look at your little bit of interest, is two enough? Four of them." Yang Jundao.

Four buns are enough, and with Yang Jun's amount of food, he can eat three at most.

After eating three mutton buns, Yang Jun really couldn't eat them, so he pushed the remaining two buns on his plate to the colt.

"Eat it, I can't eat it."

"Thank you, brother."

The colt was not polite, and pulled the plate directly in front of him.

"Brother, I'll take a leave of absence in the afternoon and go to the police station to change Zhou Zhiruo's surname."

Yang Jun listened and nodded.

It was long overdue to change Zhou Zhiruo's surname, it had been delayed for more than half a year, and I just remembered it.

The child is getting older and older, and it is the time to remember, and if it is changed late, it will indeed have some impact on her.

"Go ahead, if you can't do it, speak."

"Thanks, brother."

Afterwards, Yang Jun lit a cigarette and accompanied the foal to dinner.

At this time, the colt suddenly pointed to the street,

"Brother, don't you think that portrait looks like Miss Nalan?"

Yang Jun glanced back.

On the street, there was a graceful woman with a burden on her shoulders and a suitcase in her hand.

Today, Nalan Qingmeng is wearing a blue floral cotton suit with two ponytails, and the whole person looks very neat and clean.

"Isn't this Miss Nalan?"

Yang Jun muttered to himself.

Then he got up and beckoned, "Miss Nalan, do you need help?"

Nalan Qingmeng was walking with her head down, she didn't expect someone to call her.

After hearing the scream, he was startled, and when he looked up and saw that it was Yang Jun, his pretty face was suddenly full of smiles.

"It's Mr. Yang, why are you here?"

Seeing Nalan Qingmeng's ecstatic face, Yang Jun's heart shook for a moment.

She is so beautiful, this is the first time she has seen such a beautiful girl since Yi Qiushui, especially the smile just now is very sweet and exciting.

Yang Jun secretly pinched himself to get himself back to normal.

"Hey, I'm eating buns here, and I happened to run into you."

Nalan Qingmeng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled quietly.

"It's quite a coincidence that Mr. Yang specially drove dozens of miles to detour here to eat steamed buns."

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then smiled: "Miss Nalan won't think that I came here to meet you by chance, right?"

Nalan Qingmeng smiled sweetly, set up the box, and put his hands on his abdomen, looking like a lady.

"I don't mind having a beautiful encounter, but I'm afraid Mr. Yang won't dare?"

In the face of the provocation of the peerless beauty, Yang Jun said that he is also bloody.

"What don't I dare, isn't it just an encounter, that ......?"

Yang Jun's voice changed, and he pointed to her luggage and said, "What, you want to move early in the morning?"

Nalan Qingmeng still maintained her usual smile on her face, and she couldn't tell what she was thinking.

I saw her sigh and say, "School is closed, so I have to go home."

"Classes are suspended?"

Yang Jun was stunned when he heard this, and then a trace of pity flashed on his face

Feeling.

What I feared came true.

"Miss Nalan, I take the liberty of asking, what grade are you in now?"

When Nalan Qingmeng heard this, his face was suddenly filled with a sweet smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang."

"I walked here from the school gate, and I met no less than ten acquaintances, and you are the only one who asked me this question, thank you again."

After speaking, Nalan Qingmeng bent down and bowed to him, and then continued,

"Mr. Yang, don't worry, I'm a senior this year, and the school sent us my graduation certificate in advance."

When Yang Jun heard this, his heart was relieved.

All you need is a university diploma.

With a university diploma, you don't have to worry about finding a job.

Besides, even if you can't get a university diploma, you will have a certificate issued by the school, and you can also use it as a graduation certificate.

"That's good, that's good."

Yang Jun said a few good words in a row, and then said, "What are your plans for the future? Why don't you try it at the rolling mill?"

Nalan Qing dreamed for a moment and replied, "First of all, thank you Mr. Yang for your kindness......

When Yang Jun heard this, he hurriedly raised his hand to interrupt her.

"Is there a but?"

Nalan Qingmeng smiled and said embarrassedly, "Mr. Yang is really smart, grandpa has already arranged a place for me to go, so I can only live up to your wishes."

When Yang Jun heard this, he felt a little disappointed inexplicably.

"It's okay, if you don't feel comfortable working in the future, you are welcome to jump to the rolling mill at any time."

After speaking, Yang Jun took out his pen and wrote her the phone number of his office.

Nalan Qingmeng looked at the phone number, and then stuffed it into his pocket.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang."

Nalan Qingmeng has been cultivated as a lady since she was a child, and she has pinned the hope of the entire Nalan family on her.

Her future had already been planned, and her grandfather must have paved the way for her for decades to come.

Yang Jun didn't force her, after all, her profession was not right, and it was difficult to make a big difference when she came to the rolling mill.

"Okay, I'll drop by, let's give you a ride." Yang Jundao.

This time, Nalan Qingmeng did not refuse, but readily agreed.

"Then thank you, Mr. Yang."

After that, I was the first to get in the car.

Yang Jun glanced back at the colt.

This guy has already eaten enough, and is standing behind him with a large bag of mutton buns at the moment.

His expression was strange, his shoulders shrugged, and he looked like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

Yang Jun's eyes widened, and he said in a low voice, "Keep your mouth closed."

"Huh? Brother, what are you talking about, why can't I hear anything, ouch, what's the matter with these eyes, how can I see something more and more blurry?"

Seeing Ma Juzi's somewhat exaggerated and clumsy acting skills, Yang Jun kicked him.

"Can you still drive with these eyes?"

Ma Zizi pursed his lips and smiled, "Brother, it depends on your needs, I can do it."

Yang Jun couldn't cry or laugh, glared at him, and said angrily,

"Why are you stunned, don't you carry your luggage into the car?"

"Brother, yes."

After speaking, the colt carried Nalan Qingmeng's suitcase into the car.