There is nothing inconvenient to outsiders on Yang Fan's mobile phone. The photos of female colleagues in the album are all taken with him.

Single photo, not a single photo.

After all, if someone has a girlfriend, it will look abnormal to store single photos of friends of the opposite sex in the album, and it will have the potential of a scumbag.

Although many people have the potential to be scumbags, even if they are originally, as long as they are not discovered, they are all good men and women.

Ma Yang turned the photo to the next one.

No surprise, there are full-body photos of Thirteen.

After looking at it for a while, Yang's mother became even happier and said with relief: "Yes, the pelvis is not as small as I imagined, and it is barely part of the category of good birth and childbirth. Does Xiaofan have a back? Looking at the back will be more accurate."

Yang Fan was amused and crying: "Why did I just take pictures of her back? It's enough to look at the front."

After saying that, he asked for his cell phone.

Dad Yang also wanted to see his daughter-in-law's full body photo, but his son took back his cell phone and he couldn't ask again to come and see it.

"Xiaofan, what is Guoguo's mother's name?" Yang asked while eating.

"The surname is Wen, the 'Wen' of a writer is named Chu, and he can only achieve the 'Zhu' that will never forget his original intention." Yang Fan replied.

Yang's mother complained: "I have never heard of anything I never forget. I just graduated from high school and I don't read much."

Yang Fan had no choice but to explain: "The 'chu' on the first day of the Lunar New Year, her name is Wenchu."

"Oh." Yang's mother asked her son: "Is Guoguo Xiaowen's first child?"

Yang Fan sighed and replied, "Yes."

"Who Xiaowen has only given birth to one fruit, or is there another one?" Yang Ma asked.

"Just one." Yang Fan replied patiently.

"Oh, that's OK." Yang's mother breathed a sigh of relief: "The quality of the second child is acceptable, but it would be bad if you gave birth to too many."

Yang Fan was a little helpless. The problems the old man thought were indeed different from those the young man thought.

"Mom, don't worry so much, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings." Yang Fan said.

Yang's mother obviously didn't feel at ease with her son's words and asked again: "Xiao Wen is 27, right? It's better to give birth to one before she is 29. After she is 30 years old, she will be an elderly mother and is not good for pregnant women and babies."

"Yeah." Yang Fan didn't want to say more. The more he cares about Yang's mother, the more problems he has.

Yang Ma obviously had many questions, and asked again: "Xiaofan, have you and Xiaowen considered how many regenerations you have?"

"No." Yang Fan didn't want to answer, but if he didn't answer the questions, he would have to answer them obediently.

Yang's mother asked, "Xiaowen's health is fine. Are you as weak and sick as me?"

After looking at Guoguo, Yang Fan said, "She is in good health."

Not bad, I won’t have so much energy to quarrel with my daughter every day, but I still have the energy to fight.

Yang Fan thought he didn't have as much energy as Thirteen. Now he just dealt with some questions from his mother, and felt a little tired.

Yang's mother taught: "Xiaowen is in good health, so she will give birth to one or two more."

"Mom, don't think so far. I will decide my own affairs." Yang Fan had a headache.

"What do you know? If you don't listen to the old man, you will regret it when you suffer losses in the future." Yang Ma said, she had always regretted that she could not have a second child.

My son has lacked playmates since he was a child, so he is very close to the tomboy Wang Jun in the village.

It’s okay to play house, it’s a kid.

The problem is who can pee far from the competition? After losing every game, Wang Jun would cry and go home to tell Wang's father.

Every time, the prince would beat him first and then ask what posture he used.

After asking, I beat three more times, one posture.

"What do I do if I have so many births, I think it's a good thing." Yang Fan had to continue talking about this topic with his mother.

"What's good?" Yang Ma said: "A table of guests came to our store today, and they were talking about childbirth. I think it makes sense."

Yang Fan was a little curious and asked, "How did you talk?"

Yang Mama said: "Those people said that they had fewer children and were eugenic. Less than children means that those who were poor would have fewer children. Rich families could afford to raise children, so they would give priority to more children."

Yang Fan has a black thread, can he understand this way?

But Yang's mother agreed: "In the past, our family had no money, and I was in bad health. Now you are good at work. Xiaowen is in good health and her family is not short of money. Why not be eugenic? Those people are very wise and say that eugenics is the most natural and humane way to eliminate poverty. Decades later, there will be no poor people in our country."

Yang Fan didn't know what to say, but the eyes of the masses were sharp.

Wisdom is among the people.

If the poor don’t have children, they will live a rich life, and in the end the poor will die. Wouldn’t the poverty be eliminated?

"Why don't you talk?" Yang's mother said angrily without responding for a long time.

Yang Fan had no choice but to say: "There is fruit and fruit, isn't it enough to give birth to another one?"

"Can't two do it?" Yang's mother was not satisfied with just holding one grandson or granddaughter.

Although she likes Guoguo very much, she is not her son's biological child after all.

Yang Fan said to Yang's mother: "Mom, in the future, Wenchu ​​comes to our house. Don't tell her like this. She will think that we don't like Guoguo. If you like Guoguo, treat her like her biological child, this is the premise for Wenchu ​​to be with me."

"There is no way to treat Guoguo as your biological child, which does not conflict with letting you have children." Yang Ma said.

"Okay, okay." Yang Fan said perfunctorily.

As expected, we can’t tell our parents too much about our children.

The more you say, the more things you have.

Yang Fan is too lazy to talk about Yueyue with his parents.

After dinner, Guoguo ran to the yard to play with a white duck.

There is only one duckling left in the family before the New Year.

Most of them were sold, and one of them was killed at home during the Qingming Festival.

Yang Fan didn't care about the cleaning of the dining table and went outside the fence to call Li Weimin: "Brother Li, what are you doing? Have you eaten?"

"How can a single dog eat so early? Playing games? Xiaofan, is there anything wrong?" Li Weimin talked to Yang Fan while playing games.

Li Weimin knew about Yang Fan’s return to his hometown these two days.

"In this second, there were 200,000 people kissing and 600,000 people hugging, but you were playing games. Is it miserable?" Yang Fan said.

Li Weimin suddenly felt that the game was not delicious at all, and said with a bitter face: "Xiaofan, are you calling just to say this?"

Yang Fan smiled and said, "No, Sister Ruyi is moving and looking for a house. It's just tonight, do you know?"

"How did I know? She didn't tell me again." Li Weimin said.

"I know now, can't I go and help?" Yang Fan asked.

"Don't she have a boyfriend? What can I do?" Li Weimin said angrily.

"I've divided it today, otherwise why would she move? Take the initiative and contact Sister Ruyi to help me." Yang Fan said.
Chapter completed!