walked over and grabbed Yang's mother's shoulders and went into the kitchen to help: "Mom, those nasty people are gone, let's eat by ourselves, Zhiyu is going to have a job, let's celebrate." ”

"That's time to celebrate, it's time to celebrate."

Lin Zhiyu was only seventeen years old when he went to the countryside, he was fair, mild-tempered, polite and never spit dirty words, Yang's father and Yang's mother really felt sorry for him, and even their own son Yang Jiang had to stand aside.

When Yang Jiang came back from the field, he heard that his brother-in-law's family had come and gone.

Yang Jiang's personality is like Yang's father, he is very upright, commonly known as a tendon, he has never felt that there is anything wrong with his parents being good to his brother-in-law.

Probably people who can't read naturally admire and envy readers, and he admires Lin Zhiyu very much. Especially after knowing that the Lin family treats his brother-in-law badly, he is afraid that his sister will bully his brother-in-law, so he always helps his brother-in-law talk about his sister.

"It's okay if these people are gone, if I am at home, I must beat them all over the ground to find teeth, brother-in-law, whoever bullies you in the future, tell me, I will protect you."

Lin Zhiyu poured a glass of wine for his father-in-law, poured wine for his brother-in-law, and poured his own full, and said with a smile: "Okay, the fight is up to you." ”

Dad Yang took half a sip of the wine glass, put down the wine glass and glared at his son: "With your father at home, can you still let those people bully your brother-in-law?" ”

"Hehe, Dad, you can't disobey the old man! If you want to fight, it has to be your son and me, look at my arm. Yang Jiang smiled and provoked his father, and raised his arm to pat the pimple on his arm, showing his youthful strength.

Yang Liu walked in with chicken soup, frowned when he heard this, and sighed in his heart when he looked at his younger brother, who was tall but had no heart.

Forget it, my brother's affairs are not in a hurry at this time, wait for Lin Zhiyu's work to be settled, and then find a way to solve the matter between my brother and that woman.

The family finished eating happily, Yang's mother took her grandson to take a nap, Yang Liu went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, looking at the old-fashioned earthen stove was actually a little habitual, but inexplicably happy, all of which made her really feel real!

This time, be sure to live well!

When she finished cleaning up and came out, she found that there was no sound at all in the house, so she went back to her house.

Lin Zhiyu didn't know if he was angry with the Lin family or because he had a job, so he drank two more glasses with less moderation today, and he had fallen asleep on the bed at this time.

Yang Liu walked over, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the sleeping Lin Zhiyu, his slightly open lips were filled with the smell of wine, and a bony hand was on his forehead!

This man is good-looking, has an elegant temperament, and is indeed very suitable for standing on the podium!

She lay on her side beside Lin Zhiyu, and Lin Zhiyu in her sleep subconsciously turned over and hugged her into his arms.

Yang Liu lay quietly, thinking about how long she hadn't slept with Lin Zhiyu?

Lin Zhiyu in her previous life was a little vague in her mind, only he pounced on herself and the whisper, Yang Liu understood that in fact, it was his questioning, and he was unwilling to follow him to keep drifting!

I don't know how long it took for her to hear a voice in the yard, so she got up gently and covered him with a thin quilt. Even in the middle of summer, the mud houses in the countryside are still a little cool.

After cutting his hair and clothes, he pushed the door and went out, and saw his father sitting and smoking a cigarette under the eaves.

Yang Liu walked over and squatted in front of his father, raised his head and looked at him: "Dad, smoke less, this cigarette hurts your body." ”

She rarely spoke so gently, Dad Yang was stunned, took another puff of cigarette, and the spark quickly flew up, and then it was thrown to the ground and trampled on it with his foot.

Then he took out a stack of money from his pocket, there were ten pieces of one, and the rest were five, two, and one.

"I went for a walk, and I borrowed fifty yuan, and I still have twenty at home, waiting for your mother to get up and give it to you. You take it first, and I'll figure it out. ”