Two days later, in Qingshan Village, Ning County, Donghai City, I fell into the upper room in the courtyard.
Five people sat together.
Li Xiaoran looked at Yang Beibei who was sitting on a small bench, holding a big bowl and devouring his food. He moved closer to Yang Chen and lowered his voice.
"Um...you have to believe me."
Yang Chen said, taking out the old man's letter from his coat pocket and handing it to Li Xiaoran: "Our old man said it."
"Your family lives in Longhu Mountain?"
Li Xiaoran looked at the signature on the letter, and there were actually the words Longhu Mountain. He raised his head and said in surprise: "You can't be a Taoist priest, are you?"
"Have you ever seen such a handsome Taoist priest?"
Yang Chen was a little speechless.
"that……"
At this time, Yang Beibei finished the bowl of oil-splashed noodles, licked the corners of her mouth with satisfaction, and carefully put down the big bowl.
"Girl, are you full? I'll give you another bowl. When you get here, you're home. You must be full."
Jin Mei looked at Yang Beibei and asked with joy in her eyes.
Next to him, Li Dashan was smoking a cigarette, looking at the three big bowls on the table, and said seriously: "Looking at your young age, it's time to grow taller. Eat more."
"Then thank you, auntie."
As soon as Li Dashan finished speaking, Yang Beibei quickly stood up and bowed.
"Forehead……"
Yang Chen raised his head, looked at Yang Beibei with two cute little pigtails, and muttered: "It's been three bowls, can you still eat it?"
"Then I won't eat. If my cousin says I won't eat, I won't. As long as you don't drive me away."
Yang Beibei shook her head quickly, with a trace of panic in her eyes.
At the family dinner of Situ's family two days ago, Yang Beibei was extremely happy.
She had been tired of staying in Yinmen for five or six years, so she wanted to go down the mountain and play for a few days.
Unexpectedly, at this time, Yang Chen, the cousin whom she recognized, would take the initiative to take her away from the Hidden Gate.
Facing such a handsome and powerful master like Yang Chen, Yang Beibei agreed on the spot without even thinking about it.
It was only when she arrived at Qingshan Village that she realized that such a master actually lived in the village, and that she had a beautiful sister-in-law for no reason.
Before coming, Yang Beibei and Yang Chen made a three-part agreement, which can be summed up in one sentence: You must listen to Yang Chen in everything, otherwise you will return to the Hidden Sect.
"Beibei, no one will drive you away."
Seeing the panic on Yang Beibei's face, Li Xiaoran waited for Yang Chen, stood up and said: "Sit down first, don't listen to him, I will go and make you another bowl now."
"Thank you, sister-in-law."
Yang Beibei breathed a sigh of relief, stuck out her tongue, and didn't forget to make a face at Yang Chen.
As long as he has a good relationship with Li Xiaoran, Yang Chen can't do anything to her.
"Excuse me, is Mr. Yang here?"
Just as Li Xiaoran left the upper room, a cold voice came from the yard.
"Yes, you are..."
Li Xiaoran held the bowl and frowned as he looked at the woman standing at the door, wearing a leather jacket and leather trousers, with a graceful figure, slender figure and superb temperament.
"Why are you here again?"
At this moment, Yang Chen heard the sound in the yard and walked out.
Looking at Ouyang Qian standing at the door, Yang Chen's brows furrowed slightly, and he always felt that he had a bad premonition.
"Cousin, this sister is so beautiful."
Yang Beibei also got out, looked at Ouyang Qian, realized something immediately, and said quickly: "Of course, my sister Xiaoran is the most beautiful."
Li Xiaoran's cheeks turned red and he turned to look at Yang Chen: "Go and get busy if you have something to do."
After saying that, she entered the kitchen.
"Cousin, how did you get to know so many beauties in the village? Isn't Sister Xiaoran jealous?"
Yang Beibei looked at Ouyang Qian and asked curiously.
"Believe it or not, I won't give you food to eat..."
Yang Chen turned his head and rolled his eyes.
He regrets it now. He should have refused to agree to the old man in the first place. He is simply a follower.
"Shut up, I'll go back and eat noodles!"
Yang Beibei shrank her neck, turned around and entered the upper room.
Yang Chen walked out of the yard and looked at Ouyang Qian who was standing in front of the Porsche: "Why, the beauty misses me?"
"Your wife is still here. Are you afraid of being beaten for saying that?"
Ouyang Qian pursed her lips and actually smiled.
Yang Chen looked at Ouyang Qian's smile, a little obsessed, and then came back to his senses: "I must be very careful about my family status."
"My dad wants to see you."
Ouyang Qian looked at Yang Chen and lowered her voice.
"Not going."
Yang Chen shook his head without thinking.
"Help me."
Ouyang Qian, who had always been aloof, started acting coquettishly when she saw Yang Chen being so decisive.
What the hell...
Faced with the beauty's coquettishness, a master like Yang Chen completely lost his ability to resist.
"Is that okay?"
Ouyang Qian's big beautiful eyes stared at Yang Chen, her eyes full of desire.
"Um...I'll go in and say something."
Yang Chen nodded solemnly, turned around and entered the yard.
But the moment he turned his head, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Damn it, I can't bear it. I have to turn out the Pure Heart Mantra and recite it someday. I am so pure and I must not let beauties in the secular world taint it!"
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
Lively sounds came from a farmyard on the outskirts of Donghai City.
A family of five is sitting around the dining table, enjoying themselves happily.
"Come on, come on, Xiao Yang, eat more."
"How's it going? Is it to your liking?"
Ouyang Qian's mother had an enthusiastic face and kept picking up food for Yang Chen. It was like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, and the more she looked at her, the more she liked her.
Ouyang Qian and Ouyang Lihuo looked at each other with strange expressions, biting their chopsticks and saying nothing.
Ouyang Qingfeng, who was sitting in the main seat, held up a cup of Maotai like an father-in-law and said, "Come on, Xiao Yang, have a drink."
"I came by car, just forget about the alcohol."
Yang Chen smiled.
"Okay, let's get down to business."
Ouyang Qingfeng did not persuade him to drink. He nodded and looked up at his wife.
"Um, Xiao Yang, I would like to ask you if you have any further ideas since you have been dating our Qianqian for such a long time?"
Ouyang Qian's mother smiled.
"Forehead……"
Yang Chen was stunned and turned to look at Ouyang Qian, who was blushing and shy. He was speechless in his heart: "I'm going, no wonder I have to act like a spoiled brat. I promised to come here for business, and I'm here to force the marriage. If Xiao Ran knew about this, I guess
You’re going to peel off my skin!”
"Mom and Dad, it's still early."
Ouyang Qian saw Yang Chen's speechlessness and quickly laughed.
"Why are you so early? You are almost thirty. It's not easy for someone to hold you down. I have to marry you quickly."
Ouyang Qingfeng frowned and said: "At our level, some rules in the secular world are of no use to us, so our family doesn't mind that Xiao Yang has a wife, but our family Qianqian has to be a
Big."
"Xiao Yang, can I get married before this year?"
Ouyang Qingfeng looked at Yang Chen who was eating.
"Uncle Ouyang, I suddenly remembered that there is something else at home. Let's talk about it later."
Yang Chen quickly stood up, and before anyone could react, he dashed out of the yard, got into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and headed towards home.