Jiang Changxi immediately understood that it was not worth wasting money and quarreling over such a trivial matter.
The family has to lower their standard of living, and they will no longer be able to do such uneconomical things in the future. This is all caused by Tan Hwa Lang, a man possessed by a businessman.
It is said that Tan Hwa Lang and Da Li are quite a match in this respect, as they both have trouble-attracting physiques.
If two people with such troublesome physiques get together, I don't know what life will be like. I think the life will be exciting.
Having said that we can't hook up with Dali just to watch the fun, it's better to keep the distance between the two of us. Jiang Changxi said: "After we get engaged in Dali, we'd better stay away from Tan Hwa Lang in the future."
Zhou Lan doesn't have the kind of thinking that his wife does. From a practical point of view, Jiang Changxi's words make sense: "It's really inappropriate, and it's still a little embarrassing. Just listen to my wife."
Jiang Changxi followed up with a sentence: "It will be bad if you get involved with this person. This is the legendary accidental body. Stay away."
Well, Zhou Lan finally raised his head and looked at Jiang Changxi. It turned out that he was not on the same page as his wife. She was not thinking about worldliness. However, it was right not to delay Zhou Shidu and flatter his wife: "Listen to Chang Xi and pay attention.
When I think about it, it turns out that this is really the case, and it is because Madam has such insight."
Zhou Lan also comforted himself that as long as the results were consistent, everything would be fine, which proved that they had a good understanding of each other.
In Tanhualang's house, the couple chatted together after dinner, and Tanhualang looked a little ugly.
Although Mrs. Fu was heartless, her thoughts were still on her son, and she asked with concern: "My son, is your errand not going well?"
Tanhua Lang calmed down, but he couldn't let my mother worry about him: "Don't worry, mother, the errand can be done, my son is doing well here."
Madam Fu immediately laughed, and her son said it must be okay: "That's good, that's good."
Tanhua Lang was concerned about my mother: "Mom is doing well recently. If anything goes wrong, just tell your son."
Mrs. Fu answered cheerfully and said sincerely: "No, no, my mother is doing very well, so there is no need for my son to worry. She has made her own arrangements."
Tanhua Lang inquired without leaving a trace: "Mom, my son is with the Italian girl all day long, so of course my son is not worried. Does mother know that the Italian girl is getting engaged?"
At least Mrs. Fu knew how to look at her son's face. Seeing her son's casual words, she said: "The Italian girl is not young yet, and she is a good person. It's just a matter of getting engaged sooner or later. I don't know what it will be like."
Mr. Lang is so discerning."
What he said later was a bit exciting. I thought about my son's thoughts about Italy, so I took back my attitude: "Ahem, is that right? We're getting engaged, and Mom hasn't heard about it. Otherwise, Mom should go and help find out?" No matter how discerning you are,
Her husband is no better than his own son.
Tanhua Langxin said, it is not unreasonable that I have not been able to get married until now. It turns out that my own mother is not only soft-hearted, but also heartless. How can she be so indifferent to her son's marriage? She actually praised the husband who has a crush on Italy.
Have a vision? Ha.
Tanhua Lang gave his wife some advice: "I heard he is a city gate official."
Mrs. Fu slapped the table and thought of something: "Mother said, did the husband look at girl Dali differently? Miss Dali even said that mother saw it wrong."
I have always been optimistic about the young general at the gate of the city. If it can come true, this marriage will be very good.
Tanhua Lang looked at my mother inquiringly: "You have seen her before, but what happened?"
Mrs. Fu was still willing to share it with her son: "A city gate officer? People who go out and enter the city will inevitably encounter them. But the man is really majestic and handsome in appearance. He is not a city gate officer. He is a young man."
General."
I said the last words carefully, but what I didn't say is that standing together with the Italian girl is still a good match.
Tanhua Lang just looked at his own mother and really wanted to find someone to judge her. How can your own son grow any worse than others?
Besides, what matters to a good son is his ability, not his appearance. This is a disease that needs to be cured. My mother has been ruined by Italians, so what’s the point of looking at her face?
When Mrs. Fu saw her son's expression was wrong, she knew that she had said something nonsense again, so she changed her words: "Of course, it's not that good either. His skin is very dark and rough due to the weather and sun, and he is definitely not as good as my son."
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Tanhua Lang snorted with his nose: "Mom, men are mainly judged by their abilities. Of course, there are not many sons with the same looks and abilities."
Listening to people's arrogance, Mrs. Fu knew that her son really cared about her.
After all, she couldn't hold it back and asked Tanhua Lang with a gossipy face: "The husband really went to the Dali Mansion to propose marriage. How come he is so nimble with his hands and feet? He deserves to be a son who studies martial arts."
Do you mean something more fluent than a scholar? Tan Hwa Lang feels that the air in this house is very thin and needs to be breathed out.
You should also think carefully about whether you are your biological son or not. I feel that this mother is not close to you.
Mrs. Fu was tangled up and chattering to the girl next to her: "Actually, the young general and the Italian girl are quite a match. This marriage is quite good for the Italian girl, don't you think?"
The girl pursed her lips hard. She would not express her opinion on this topic in Tanhualang's mansion even if she died. Although they had indeed met that good little general.
Tanhua Lang was not tolerant of the old lady towards servants like them. Tanhua Lang also had a bad temper.
A girl has to be able to read people's faces, which is different from an old lady who waits to be flattered.
So everyone said that the old lady was born with a good fortune and was waiting to be flattered. This meant that she didn't know how to look at people's faces.
The old woman next to her said to Mrs. Fu: "Old madam, I think your Excellency may not be willing to listen to this. I wonder what your attitude will be when you get along with an Italian girl in the future."
Well, after hearing this, Mrs. Fu was a little worried. If the Italian girl got married to the young general in the future, would their friendship be over? If she really married the Italian girl, the relationship would be
Can't stop it.
As for her son's embarrassment, Mrs. Fu couldn't care less.
Little did Tanhua Lang know that there were obstacles at every step between him and the Italian girl, and his own mother was preparing for a retreat.
This was destined to be a sleepless night for Tan Hwa Lang. Fortunately, he figured it out.
Tan Hualang, when we invited the matchmaker to Zhou's house on the second day, Da Li and Chang Xi hadn't expressed much yet. Zhou Lan's expression changed. Who knows, it happened to be Xiu Mu today. Mr. Zhou was at the house.
To show his sincerity, Tanhua Lang came with him. Seeing Zhou Lan changing his face in front of the matchmaker, Tanhua Lang asked, "Brother Xian, what do you mean?"
Zhou Lan looked serious: "Brother Fu, what do you mean? It would have been fine if my younger brother hadn't made that trip yesterday. What does it mean that Brother Fu is coming over now? I can't force the Zhou Mansion to marry me."
Tanhua Lang said in his heart that it was almost done. He could have thought about it again, but now he had no choice but to do it.