Chapter 229 Two mothers who are pregnant and caring for their children
Chapter 229
As the only male audience member, Yang Qian felt isolated by this group of bright-eyed women who were all engrossed in admiring the handsome old man's sword dance.
Ha... women, it's true that they all care about their appearance. Yang Qian couldn't help but miss the mighty and domineering Miss Li Xiuning.
I think of her tall and slender figure standing in the sun, and her bright and warm pretty face.
Only by thinking of you can I, who am single, feel a glimmer of human brilliance and warmth in this cold and inhospitable world.
I have to admit that my old father Yang Ning has great stage skills and is very stable. Every movement and posture is very standard and graceful.
The sound of the piano faded, and the dance performance of the old father Yang Ning also came to an end.
I saw my father, Yang Ning, with a slight sweat on his cheeks, standing proudly, his eyes sweeping over the audience.
"Qian'er, what do you think of your father's martial arts skills?"
Ha... Yang Qian didn't even open his mouth, but he already felt a strong, unyielding murderous aura lingering around him.
That comes from my dear mother Han, Yang Qian is a filial son who respects the old and loves the young, and upholds the inheritance of traditional Chinese culture and thoughts.
How could he go against his mother who had the good fortune to work hard to raise him to be a talented person?
It is even less possible to ridicule the father who was burdened with a heavy burden and took care of his own growth happily.
"Father's martial arts really opened up the child's horizons. As the saying goes: when it comes, it is like thunder that suppresses fury, and when it ends, it is like the clear light of the river and sea..."
"The child has nothing to say except to bow down in admiration. Many words of praise in the world are not enough to describe the heroic figure of his father..."
Yang Ning, a veteran cadre, stroked his sideburns, his face flushed slightly, and he smiled so implicitly and modestly.
I always feel that Yang Qian, a kid, is always a bit exaggerated when he praises others, but he is embarrassed to say it at this time.
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However, his beloved wife, Mr. Han, felt his eyes sparkle when he heard this, and his smile could rival the beauty of flowers. "Our elder brother is still very talented in literature, and he can boast to a high level."
"Thunder comes like a thunderbolt and then quells its wrath, and ends like a river and sea condensing clear light... It is a rare word of praise, and it couldn't be more suitable to be used on you, my husband."
Yang Ning laughed loudly, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and his eyes fell on his beloved wife Han.
"Madam, that's a compliment... By the way, madam, it's been a long time since you and I have sparred, right?"
Yang Qian saw his mother looking around sheepishly. "Husband...is this appropriate?"
Yang Ning waved his hand with great pride.
"What's inappropriate about this? You and I are practicing martial arts, just to open the eyes of Qian'er and Wu Gu."
Mother Han nodded excitedly. "Then please wait a moment, husband. I will change my clothes first, and then I will accompany you."
Although the charcoal stove in the hall was warm and the music of the piano was soft, it could not make Yang Qian feel any warmth.
The couple in front of them exchanged glances while sparring. The two swords they wielded looked like weapons, simply like an extension of the couple's arms and feelings.
When the couple's sparring session ended, Yang Qian gave a few hasty compliments and then retreated in panic.
This place is really not suitable for singles to stay any longer.
Yang Ning took the towel handed by the lady and wiped his face. After sipping the tea, he felt quite comfortable.
"Madam, why did Qian'er look so hasty when he left?"
Han smiled sweetly and spoke warmly, "I think Dalang must have been too tired yesterday and wanted to rest."
"Husband, you don't have to worry. We have Zhili and Master Duan taking care of us. If anything happens to Dalang, they will naturally take care of him."
"That's right, ma'am, what should we do about what Qian'er mentioned before?"
Mrs. Han understood immediately, frowned slightly, and after thinking about it carefully, she said to her husband, Yang Ning.
"How about we wait for my husband to take a rest in two days, and then we and I will visit Duke Tang's residence together to show our sincerity?"
Yang Ning stroked his eyebrows and nodded in agreement.
"It's good. My husband happens to have something to discuss with Duke Tang. When the time comes, Lady Lao will deal with Mr. Dou."
"Don't worry, husband, I can save myself a concubine. Our husband will be sixteen during the Chinese New Year. It's time to get married and start a business as soon as possible."
"Besides, the third lady is already seventeen. If we don't hurry up, something bad will happen."
The parents were going to visit the Duke of Tang's mansion, and Yang Qian, as his son, naturally had to accompany them.
Although his parents didn't say anything explicitly, Yang Qian was someone who could guess something, and he became extremely looking forward to it.
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"Qian has met uncle and aunt..."
After Yang Qian stepped into the front hall, he greeted the generous Li Yuan and the Dou family with a gentle and gentle smile on his face and bowed respectfully.
Mrs. Dou stepped forward with a smile, raised her hands to support her gently, looked at the jade tree facing the wind, and praised Yang Qian, whose face was like a crown jewel.
"Okay, okay, my dear nephew, please excuse me. I never thought that my nephew, you are not only talented in literature, but your martial arts skills are not inferior to those of famous generals."
Yang Qian looked at Mr. Dou's smiling face and felt something was wrong.
Yang Qian knew Dou's thoughts. The future mother-in-law seemed to be less optimistic about himself, but more optimistic about the green-skinned Chai Shao.
Could it be that Miss Li Xiuning's family affection offensive made Mr. Dou change his mind?
His eyes turned and landed on Miss Li Xiuning, who was standing behind the couple, with her hands folded in front of her, her deep apricot eyes falling on her, and her expression calm and calm, which didn't seem to be the same.
The elders stayed in the hall, while Yang Qian followed Li Xiuning and Li Shimin and finally left the front hall.
"Brother Yang, did you really save His Majesty the day before yesterday?!" Li Shimin couldn't wait to ask Yang Qian as soon as he left.
"How did you save me? Tell me quickly. I wanted to go find Brother Yang the day before yesterday, but my father and mother were not allowed to come. Hey, hey, hey..."
Li Shimin, who was squeezing in front of Yang Qian, suddenly felt like he was floating. Li Xiuning was like a fat and oily bamboo rat.
He put Lu Ban Li aside to prevent this short and fat man from disturbing his face-to-face communication with Yang Qian.
"Are you OK?"
Facing Miss Li Xiuning, whom I hadn't seen for a few days, I looked at that familiar pretty face with deep apricot eyes showing silent concern.
Yang Qian suddenly felt that the cold wind outside the hall seemed to be a little more charming and warm.
"Thank you, Miss Sanniang, for your concern. I was just a little tired that day, so the process was smooth and uneventful."
In the hall, Mr. Dou was pulled by the enthusiastic Mr. Han to sit next to the charcoal brazier.
While chatting with Mr. Han distractedly, talking nonsense, and looking sideways at the hall door from time to time.
He has been vigilantly paying attention to the face-to-face communication between his third daughter and Yang Qian to see if there is enough polite distance between them.
At this moment, Mrs. Dou suddenly heard Mrs. Han say.
"Sister, the third lady celebrated her birthday a few days ago. My eldest husband didn't cause any trouble, right? I heard that they were competing there that day..."
Mr. Dou, who had always hoped to marry his daughter to a mature man, suddenly turned around with caution.
Mrs. Han, who had always hoped that her son would quickly win over this powerful and domineering young lady, faced Mrs. Dou with a smile.
The two mothers, who each had their own agenda and cared about their children, had hypocritical smiles on their faces.
"hehe……"
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