"You don't want it, I want it!"

The fourth uncle carried the gift box and walked out. He didn't feel shameless at all. He still had a smile on his face, as if he had gotten something cheap.

Seeing him like this, everyone in the room was speechless.

The third uncle seemed to be straight-tempered and yelled: "Fourth, what are you doing? You took all the gifts that Xuewei brought back. How can there be anyone like you?"

"Don't you want it?" Fourth uncle looked back, pursed his lips, and said, "What? You were being pretentious just now, and now you want it again?"

The third uncle said angrily: "The eldest brother and I can take it, but you can't take away the second brother's share, right? It's Xuewei's filial piety to his parents. How can you take it?"

The fourth uncle showed displeasure on his face, looked at Yang Dazhuang, and said with a frown: "Second brother, do you want these gifts?"

Yang Dazhuang frowned and waved his hand: "You can take it."

"Did you hear that, my second brother asked me to take it, but I didn't want to take it myself."

The fourth uncle smiled proudly, turned around and left the room.

Seeing his arrogance, the uncle sighed, while the third uncle said displeased: "This little bastard is so embarrassing."

"Forget it, we are a family after all."

Yang Dazhuang advised.

The third aunt pulled the third uncle who was still complaining and said with a smile: "Xiao Chen is still here, don't let others laugh."

The third uncle smiled awkwardly and said to Chen Yang: "Xiao Chen, don't mind. Our Yang family is like this. Although we are noisy, we are still very united."

If you unite, Fourth Uncle may not.

Chen Yang cursed and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, those things are all for Uncle Four, and I will prepare other gifts for you."

"No, no, no."

Everyone was busy waving their hands.

The few chatted for a while, and soon Gong Xingqin came back.

She went into the kitchen to cook, and her aunt, third aunt, and Yang Xuewei also followed her to help.

As soon as Yang Xuewei entered the kitchen, Gong Xingqin closed the door and asked, "Xuewei, have you and Chen Yang done that before?"

"What's going on?"

Yang Xuewei said while washing vegetables.

The third aunt smiled and said: "Xuewei, that's not all. It's between men and women."

Yang Xuewei was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, her cheeks turned red with embarrassment, and she muttered: "Don't talk nonsense, Chen Yang and I have never had any children."

The aunt said: "We are all people who have been here before, so there is nothing wrong with admitting it."

Gong Xingqin said: "Xuewei, our village is open now, don't be embarrassed."

The third aunt smiled and said: "Xuewei, isn't it Chen Yang's problem that you are too embarrassed to talk about?"

Several rural women spoke openly, but now they started teasing Yang Xuewei.

Yang Xuewei stamped her feet and pouted: "If you keep talking nonsense, I'm going out."

The aunt said happily: "Okay, okay, let's stop talking nonsense."

Gong Xingqin glanced at his daughter and said seriously: "But to be honest, Xuewei, you have never smiled at other boys before, but you always smiled in front of Chen Yang. As a mother, I can see

When you come out, you smile from the bottom of your heart, which is very sweet. No matter whether that happened to you or not, as long as you are happy, mom will be satisfied."

Yang Xuewei nodded and said: "Mom, don't worry, Chen Yang is a good man, he is very good to me."

The third aunt said happily: "I have noticed it a long time ago. The way you smiled at him just now was like a nymphomaniac."

The aunt said: "Our Xuewei has finally moved her heart. In the past, we always treated boys with a straight face."

Hearing the ridicule, Yang Xuewei laughed and said: "There is nothing we can do about it. In the past, when those men saw me, they wanted to eat me. But Chen Yang didn't. He respected me very much and looked at me without any blasphemy."

…

Several women were cooking and chatting in the kitchen, and it was noon before they knew it.

After the dinner table was set, Yang Xuewei shouted towards the living room: "It's time to eat."

Chen Yang, Yang Dazhuang, his uncle, and his third uncle got up and walked to the dining table together and sat down.

The four of them had just been chatting for a while. Chen Yang's words were humorous and respectful, which made the three elders have a very good impression of him.

As soon as he sat down, the third uncle praised him: "Xuewei, Xiao Chen is really good. The third uncle likes him."

The uncle also said to Yang Xuewei: "Xuewei, you must seize the opportunity and don't let Xiao Chen slip away."

Chen Yang smiled and said: "Uncle, I don't dare to run away, otherwise Xuewei will definitely beat me up."

Everyone laughed when they heard this.

Seeing her elders recognizing Chen Yang, Yang Xuewei felt very happy.

The men all poured wine. It was Maotai that Yang Xuewei had brought for her father when she came back, but Yang Dazhuang was reluctant to drink it, so he took it out today.

While everyone was toasting, the fourth uncle and the fourth aunt walked in.

"It's dinner, why didn't you call us?"

The fourth uncle and his wife pulled up stools and sat down directly in front of the dining table.

The dining table is not small, and it is not crowded for ten people. However, the fourth uncle and the fourth aunt did not come in early or late. As soon as the meal started, people appeared.

"Ouch, Moutai!"

The fourth uncle saw the Maotai on the table at a glance, grabbed it, opened it, took a sip directly from the bottle, smashed it in his mouth and said: "As expected of Maotai, it tastes good."

After saying that, he picked up the bottle and walked out the door.

Ten seconds later, he came back with empty hands. He had already taken home the remaining half bottle of Maotai.

Everyone was speechless for a while. The fourth aunt pointed to the roast chicken on the table and said with a smile: "Come on, come on, everyone can eat as you like, you're welcome."

Her attitude was as if she was treating someone to a guest.

The third aunt pursed her lips and said angrily: "Liu Cui, we were all helping to cook just now, why did you go?"

"There were so many of you, and I was afraid that there wouldn't be enough space in the kitchen, so I painted my nails in the house."

The fourth aunt smiled and raised her hands. The nails on her hands were painted in colorful colors, as if paint had been sprinkled on them.

Seeing the fourth uncle and fourth aunt in such a posture, everyone else became more and more unhappy.

Yang Xuewei didn't want the atmosphere to become tense, so she greeted: "Come, come, let's have a meal."

The third uncle understood what Yang Xuewei meant, raised his glass and said, "It's the first time that Xiao Chen comes here today. Let's have a drink together first to welcome his arrival."

Everyone raised their glasses, the men drank, and the women drank their own home-pressed soy milk.

After this glass of wine, everyone started chatting while eating.

The fourth uncle kept silent the whole time, just kept drinking, as if he was afraid that Moutai would lose his share.

The fourth aunt was not bad either, she just ate the meat like crazy and vomited a table full of bones in front of her.

As if she had eaten enough, the fourth aunt asked: "Xuewei, what does your Chen Yang do?"

Before Yang Xuewei could speak, the fourth uncle patted the table lightly, attracting everyone's attention, and said seriously: "In this era, it is impossible to have no money, so it is necessary to have a high-paying job. Not to mention our snow

Wei is a professor, and ordinary people are not worthy of her."

As soon as they heard these teasing words, everyone knew that there was something fishy. The fourth uncle was deliberately making things difficult for Chen Yang.

But what does the matter between Chen Yang and Yang Xuewei have to do with him?
Chapter completed!