As soon as he heard that the person Yi Qiushui was introducing to Yang Liu was Uncle Wang's youngest son, Yang Jun immediately objected.
It's not like he doesn't know what Wang Guozheng's personality is, but with his appearance, how can his brother's character be any better?
It's not that Yang Jun doesn't believe in Uncle Wang's family tradition, but he doesn't have a good impression of his brothers in the courtyard.
There is no difference between the big boys and the playboys. Relying on their family background, they cause trouble everywhere, bully the weak and fear the strong. When nothing happens, they form gangs and cause trouble. Those kids torment their parents to death every day.
Just think about it, Wang Guozheng, Zhong Yuemin, Qian Xiangrong, Guo Tianming... among those big courtyard boys that Yang Jun knows, which of them have good conduct?
Take Wang Guozheng and Zhong Yuemin as an example. Not to mention their dirty business of reselling supplies, just because they hang out with Sister Hong and her gang of sisters, Yang Jun doesn't want Yang Liu to find such a man.
No woman wants her husband to fool around outside, and with Yang Liuxin's arrogant personality, she will not tolerate such a thing happening to her.
Yang Jun would rather his sister marry a child from a poor family than Yang Liu marry a younger brother from the courtyard.
This has nothing to do with his status or background, he just wants Yang Liu to live happily.
"What's wrong with them? Do you think Wang Tao is as dishonest as his brother?" Yi Qiushui asked.
"That's what you said." Yang Jun spread his hands and said.
He didn't want to explain at first, but Yi Qiushui insisted on bringing Yang Liu and Wang Tao together, so he could only tell the truth.
"Am I wrong? Wang Guozheng was not upright in the first place. This is a fact recognized in the compound. I will not whitewash him. But there is a saying that his younger brother is different from him. Wang Tao has a sense of responsibility.
He is not only handsome but also very capable. He has been awarded third-class merit twice at a young age."
Yi Qiushui is fighting for Wang Tao.
Yang Jun hesitated after hearing this.
Yi Qiushui has a high level of ambition, and there are not many men who can praise her.
Now that she admires this person so much, maybe Wang Tao is still a breath of fresh air among the disciples in the courtyard.
"Is he really as good as you say?"
Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes and snorted angrily,
"Do you think the big boy is not a good person?"
Yang Jun said nothing, but his attitude was clear in his eyes.
Is not it?
Yi Qiushui waved her pink fists, which rained down on Yang Jun.
As she was beating, she complained: "Don't forget that I am also a brother from the big courtyard."
How dare Yang Jun answer this? He put his head in his hands and Qiangzi quickly explained,
"Big Courtyard Brother refers to men, naturally not including you bitches."
"I let you take one pussy at a time, and now I'm going to show you the anger of the girls in the courtyard."
Yi Qiushui rolled up her sleeves, pushed Yang Jun down on the bed, turned over and rode on.
"Young man named Yang, are you ready to accept the anger from the ladies in the courtyard?"
Yang Jun lay down, spread his limbs, and said affectionately,
"Come on, let me feel the power of the small universe explosion from the girls in the courtyard."
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The next day, Yi Qiushui was too lazy to get up.
The small universe released too much energy last night, causing her to be listless today.
This girl had been clamoring to eat the big meat buns from the snack shop across from the military compound early in the morning, and she had to ask Yang Jun to buy them for her.
Yang Jun knew she did it on purpose and didn't care, so he followed Ma Juzi out for a spin.
We came to the bun shop opposite the military compound.
The two parked the car, each ordered five large meat buns, and a portion of multigrain porridge, then found a table to eat.
The table is placed on the street by the side of the road. The table is not big and is tight enough for two people to sit.
The buns were stuffed with mutton, which was much fresher than those stuffed with pork. Yang Jun ate two of them in one go.
Ma Juzi felt like he was starving to death, fearing that if he ate this meal, he would lose his next meal.
Yang Jun saw this and asked, "Didn't you eat in the morning?"
"have eaten."
While eating, Ma Juzi raised his five fingers and said sheepishly: "Hey, five wowotou and two bowls of stick porridge."
When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes.
"Eat slowly, it's enough."
"real?"
As soon as Ma Juzi heard that he had enough control, he immediately became less anxious.
He loosened his belt and smiled sheepishly: "Brother, can I pack two? I want Miao Miao and Zhi Ruoniang to both try it."
"Looking at your potential, are two enough? Four," Yang Jun said.
Four steamed buns are enough. With Yang Jun's appetite, he can only eat three at most.
After eating three mutton buns, Yang Jun couldn't eat any more, so he pushed the remaining two buns on his plate towards Ma Juzi.
"You go ahead and eat, I can't eat any more."
"Thank you, brother."
Ma Juzi was not polite and directly pulled the plate in front of him.
"Brother, I'm going to take a leave this afternoon and go to the police station to change Zhou Zhiruo's last name."
Yang Jun listened and nodded.
I should have changed my surname to Zhou Zhiruo a long time ago. I have been putting it off for more than half a year and I just remembered it.
The child is getting older, and it is the time to remember things. If it is too late, it will indeed have some impact on her.
"Go ahead, if you can't figure it out, just talk."
"Thanks, bro."
Afterwards, Yang Jun lit a cigarette and ate with Ma Juzi.
At this time, Ma Juzi suddenly pointed to the street,
"Brother, do you think that person looks like Miss Nalan?"
Yang Jun looked back.
There was a graceful woman walking hard on the street with a bag on her shoulder and a leather suitcase in her hand.
Today, Nalan Qingmeng is wearing a blue floral cotton suit and has two ponytails. He looks very neat and clean.
"Doesn't it look like anything? Isn't this Miss Nalan?"
Yang Jun said to himself.
Then he stood up and said, "Miss Nalan, do you need any help?"
Nalan Qingmeng was walking with her head down, but she didn't expect anyone to call her.
After hearing the cry, he was startled. When he looked up and saw Yang Jun, his pretty face suddenly lit up with a smile.
"It's Mr. Yang, why are you here?"
Seeing Nalan Qingmeng's charming face, Yang Jun's mind was shaken.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! She is so beautiful. This is the first time she has seen such a beautiful girl since Yi Qiushui. Especially the smile just now was so sweet and exciting.
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Yang Jun pinched himself secretly to return to normal.
"Hey, I was eating steamed buns here and happened to bump into you."
Nalan Qingmeng was startled, then smiled quietly.
"It's quite a coincidence that Mr. Yang drove dozens of miles to take a detour here to eat steamed buns."
Yang Jun was stunned when he heard this, and then said with a smile: "Miss Nalan, you don't think I came here just to meet you, right?"
Nalan Qingmeng smiled sweetly, put the box upright, put her hands on her belly, and looked like a lady.
"I don't mind a beautiful encounter, but I'm afraid Mr. Yang won't dare?"
Faced with the provocation of the peerless beauty, Yang Jun said that he is also bloody, okay?
"What am I afraid of? It's just an encounter, that..."
Yang Jun changed his voice and pointed at her luggage: "What, you want to move so early in the morning?"
Nalan Qingmeng still had her usual smile on her face, and it was hard to tell what she was thinking.
She sighed and said, "School is closed, so I have to go home."
"Classes are suspended?"
Yang Jun was startled when he heard this, and then a look of pity flashed on his face.
Affection.
What I worried about still happened.
"Miss Nalan, I would like to ask you, what grade are you in now?"
When Nalan Qingmeng heard this, a sweet smile suddenly appeared on her face.
"Mr. Yang, thank you."
"I walked here from the school gate and met no less than ten acquaintances. You are the only one who asked me this question. Thank you again."
After saying that, Nalan Qingmeng bent down and bowed to him, and then continued,
"Mr. Yang, don't worry, I will be a senior this year, and the school has sent us my diploma in advance."
When Yang Jun heard this, he felt relieved.
Just get a college diploma.
With a college diploma, you won't have to worry about finding a job.
Besides, even if you don't get a college diploma, you will still have a certificate issued by the school, which can still be used as a diploma.
"That's good, that's good."
Yang Jun said several good words in succession, and then said: "What are your plans for the future? Do you want to come to the steel rolling mill and try it?"
Nalanqing dreamed for a while and replied: "First of all, thank you Mr. Yang for your love..."
When Yang Jun heard this, he quickly raised his hand to interrupt her.
"Are there any buts later?"
Nalan Qingmeng smiled sweetly and said sheepishly: "Mr. Yang is really smart. Grandpa has already arranged a place for me, so I can only live up to your wishes."
When Yang Jun heard this, he felt a little disappointed for no reason.
"It doesn't matter. If you feel uncomfortable working in the future, you are always welcome to find another job in the steel rolling mill."
After speaking, Yang Jun took out his pen and wrote her his office phone number.
Nalan Qingmeng looked at the phone number and then stuffed it into his pocket.
"Thank you, Mr. Yang."
Nalan Qingmeng was raised as a lady since she was a child, and the hope of the entire Nalan family rested on her.
Her future has been planned long ago, and her grandfather must have paved her way for the next few decades.
Yang Jun didn't force her. After all, she didn't have the right expertise, so it would be difficult for her to make a big difference in the steel rolling mill.
"Okay, I'm just on my way and I'll give you a ride." Yang Jun said.
This time Nalan Qingmeng did not refuse, but readily agreed.
"Then thank you Mr. Yang."
After saying that, he got on the bus first.
Yang Jun looked back at Ma Juzi.
This guy had already eaten and was standing behind him with a large bag of mutton buns.
His expression was strange, his shoulders were shrugging, and he looked like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare.
Yang Jun's eyes widened and he whispered: "Shut your mouth tightly."
"Ah? Brother, what are you talking about? I can't hear anything. Oops, what's going on with my eyes? Why are things getting blurry?"
Seeing Ma Juzi's exaggerated and poor acting skills, Yang Jun kicked him.
"Can you still drive with these eyes?"
Ma Juzi pursed his lips and smiled: "Brother, it depends on what you need. I can do it."
Yang Jun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He glared at him and said angrily,
"What are you doing standing there, why haven't you loaded your luggage into the car?"
"Brother, yes."
After saying that, Ma Juzi moved Nalan Qingmeng's suitcase into the car.
