Although Na Zhen was a little angry, he was rarely a little angry, but the two of them just let go after a brief taste, and they didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

I don’t know if someone outside is fine, but I know someone outside the door will definitely not be able to kiss with peace of mind.

After all, Yang Longhui is also the elder of the two. In this case, the female-protecting mad demon could resist rushing in. The two of them knew the importance and advance and retreat.

Open the door, close it tightly.

Na Zhen came out, and his eyes caught a corner of his mother's back as she was secretly leaving.

It seemed that there was only a few seconds left, and a corner of the back quickly disappeared at the corner.

Then he came to the kitchen. Na Zhen glanced at it and found that the dishes had not started washing. Lao Yang was squatting there and choosing vegetables in a pretty good manner.

Seeing his daughter coming, Yang Longhui felt guilty for a moment. Then, thinking that she was her mother, she began to look at Zhenbao with confidence, and her eyes were deliberately or not on her daughter's lips.

Na Zhen squatted down to help pick the little cabbage. After a while, he saw his mother keep looking at her endlessly, so he asked annoyedly:

"Old Yang, can you see the traces? Could it be that Xiao Yi kissed me red."

Now Yang Longhui couldn't bear it anymore. She felt it was necessary to speak directly once, and subconsciously glanced at the kitchen door, and there was no one.

Immediately said to my daughter, "Zhengbao, tell your mother, are you really interested in Xiaoyi?"

Upon hearing this, Na Zhen looked up at his mother with a smile and asked casually, "Old Yang, you have graduated from high school after all. Except for Xiaoyi, do you think which opposite sex I have ever been close to?"

Yang Longhui was frustrated, "I'm afraid you will suffer a loss with him. Your grandfather is also a famous Bazi master from far and wide. I have learned some of Huang Lao's teachings since I was a child.

Mom tells you, Xiaoyi, no, that little bastard's eyebrows are exactly the same as Lin Xicai when he was young, so he is afraid..."

"Just" the following words are a bit unspeakable, and Yang Longhui is also afraid of hurting her daughter, so she couldn't say it out after opening her mouth several times. She just looked at her with an anxious look, hoping that Zhen Bao could understand her good intentions.

Na Zhen didn't say anything for a moment. Although she has never believed in ghosts and gods since she was a child, she did not believe in metaphysics.

But I have heard that Lin Xicai is so romantic, and I also know that Xiaoyi always has a tail around him.

She has never felt relieved. One reason is that she feels that each other needs respect, and the other reason is that she believes that she has absolute control in the future.

Suddenly Ruomeng thought about it, Na Zhen asked with a smile, "Did you ask my grandfather to tell Xiaoyi the fortune-teller?"

Speaking of this, Yang Longhui was speechless. She had not only done it secretly, but also many times.

In addition to his own father, he also took Lin Yi's birth date and photos privately to find different horoscopes to calculate fortunes and look at the faces.

But after all, every eight-character gentleman has different opinions.

Some people say that the little bastard has a rich life; some people say that he has a poor life...

Some people say that the little bastard is a strict wife, loves his family, loves his wife, loves his children, and is honest and virtuous; but some people say that he is romantic by nature and will have children around the age of 20...

Anyway, Yang Longhui was so dizzy that they said.

Sometimes he is also angry. Especially this fortune teller who said that Lin Yi had children around the age of 20, and had long been blacklisted by Yang Longhui.

I don’t think about it. That little bastard is 21 years old in one month, and he is 22 years old. He is still in college. Where do you get his children? Isn’t you cheating money?

But no matter what, these immortals are old, no, their father is not immortal, but these people all said in unison that the little bastard and his Zhenbao are good matches and each other is prosperous.

Seeing that Lao Yang was asked without saying a word, Na Zhen also felt relieved. He knew his mother too well, so he must have calculated it with many people. Without asking, the answers must be diverse.

This proves that Huang Lao's theory is unreliable.

After taking a comfortable shower, she reluctantly finished her clothes. When Lin Yi came out of the backyard, the four side dishes were just right.

In the middle of the yard, three people sat around a small round table and started eating. The tape recorder next to them was still playing the tape repeatedly.

When I heard the "big flower bridge" of fire wind again, Lin Yi thought to myself, the sun comes out, I climb the hillside, hey, I almost climbed to the hillside today, what a pity, what a pity.

Lin Yi and Yang Longhui were there to eat and eat in big mouthfuls;

Na Zhen just drank a little wine in small sips, but he ate a lot of dishes. I think he still couldn't adapt to the eating habits in the north.

After dinner, Lin Yi took out his cell phone and called Tang Mu, asking him to get an imported Mercedes-Benz.

In a vague way, she secretly looked at Lin Yi who was walking in the garden and making a phone call. Yang Longhui asked her daughter in a low voice:

"Didn't you hear that mobile phones are expensive? When did Xiaoyi buy a mobile phone? How much does it cost to have his mobile phone?"

Listening to the outrageous three-paragraph question, Na Zhen turned his head and said, "Isn't that little bastard?"

Yang Longhui was angry and gritted her teeth and said in a suppressed voice, "It's that little bastard."

Na Zhen smiled, then glanced at Xiaoyi who was calling, and thought about it and said, "Xiaoyi had a cell phone last year, but there was no signal at home, so she didn't take it out."

Yang Longhui repeatedly asked, "How much does it cost?"

Na Zhen looked at her curiosity and no longer whetted her appetite. "It should not be cheap. I always want 5,000 when I bought it."

"so much?"

It’s not because Yang Longhui was surprised. The couple, and a father-in-law who often works as bamboo craftsmen, eliminates all frugal expenses, the three of them save about 9,000 yuan a year.

This is the better time now, and it is better for the village to save money.

In the past few years, I couldn't even imagine this number.

After being surprised, Yang Longhui suddenly remembered a big joke in the village where everyone had dinner after dinner: It is said that last summer, on Xiaoyi's 60th birthday, Lin Yi gave him a big red envelope of 12,888.

When I heard this news, many people in the village were mocking the rumor-monger who was a good thing. Isn’t this obvious? Lin Yi was still studying, so where did he get the money?

But now...

Yang Longhui suddenly believed it and realized that she actually believed it. She felt very upset. How could she be at that little bastard?

I wanted to ask my daughter a few more questions, but Zhen Bao obviously didn't want to talk more about this topic, so I was so angry that I couldn't even get angry.

The "dead person" in the family is not in the same position as him, and the flesh treasure in his heart is not in the way of him...

Very difficult!

That night, the angry Yang Longhui said that she couldn't sleep alone in the birth bed and wanted to sleep with her daughter. Then Zhen Xiaoxiao was the only one.

This night, Lin Yi, who had been traveling around for a whole day, slept very soundly.

After breakfast the next day, Na Zhen, who put down the chopsticks, asked Lin Yi if he had time today. If he had time, the three of them would go climbing the Great Wall together.

Lin Yi said he was not free and wanted to go to Lin Xuan’s house to do something.

Na Zhen asked again, "Will you come here tonight?"

Lin Yi said, "Come on, it may be late, so you don't have to wait for me for dinner."

"Well, then you should be careful on the way."

Seeing her daughter sending Lin Yi away, Yang Longhui was in a complicated mood. The two of them asked about where to go and how to arrange Eleven, but they didn't ask themselves, the elder throughout the whole process.

ps: I have been writing articles every morning at 2 a.m., and I have been criticized every day. I want to say something in March. If you don’t like to read, leave silently, and there is no need to tell me.
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