Yang Xuan responded with a faint smile, but he didn't take the other person's sarcasm to heart.
Like the Su family, the relatives on the mother-in-law's side also looked down on Yang Xuan, a free-spirited son-in-law.
"Don't stand here. The car is parked over there. Let's get in the car first."
After Yang Xuan finished speaking, he led everyone towards the parking place.
"Nannan, your family has bought a car?"
Hearing that Yang Xuan was driving here, Zhang Chunju's face instantly showed a greedy look, "What kind of car is it? How much does it cost?"
While talking, he had already walked to the side of the car.
"Damn it, isn't this a little POLO!"
Zhang Chunhua's son, Wang Bing, laughed and said, "I thought it was a good car. This car must be second-hand. I bought it for a few thousand yuan."
After hearing the price of this car, Zhang Chunju's face suddenly darkened again, and she muttered, "It's embarrassing to sit in this little old car."
Yang Xuan smiled beside him and said, "How about you guys take a taxi?"
Yang Xuan didn't have a good look towards Zhang Chunju's family. The selfish, mean, philistine, greedy and petty gains and other characteristics of ordinary people in the heart were vividly interpreted by this family.
If it weren't for Li Yun today, he wouldn't even bother coming to pick her up.
And looking at this posture, it was a lie to bring Li Yun to the city for a physical check-up with the whole family. I am afraid that taking this opportunity to travel is the real thing. Otherwise, how could the whole family of three come together?
"Give me the key and I'll open it!"
Wang Bing asked Yang Xuan for the car keys. Yang Xuan smiled lightly and said, "I'll drive it. I'm more familiar with the road here."
"Take what you are told, there is so much nonsense!"
Wang Bing was very impatient, and Zhang Chunju also helped by saying, "It's just a good car. My son is not embarrassed to drive it!"
Yang Xuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, then threw the key to Wang Bing and sat in the passenger seat.
Su Nan, Li Yun, and Zhang Chunju were sitting in the back row.
Wang Bing's skills were so bad that he stalled several times just after starting, and even stumbled and staggered along the way.
"Drive slowly, the light is red ahead!"
Yang Xuan couldn't help but remind him.
"You know nothing!"
Wang Bing not only did not slow down, but stepped on the accelerator, "Driving fast is exciting. I will show you a drift later."
Zhang Huafang also said in the back seat, "What's wrong? You still think my son's skills are not good? If you dislike me, go ahead and don't ride in my son's car!"
Yang Xuan was speechless and didn't know how to respond to such weird remarks. He sighed softly, "It's better to drive slower, safety first."
If he hadn't thought that Su Nan and Li Yun were also in the car, he wouldn't have bothered to pay attention even if Wang Bing was driving to take off.
"Haha, you don't understand my skills. My skills are more than just a name..."
squeak--
Before Wang Bing finished speaking, an electric car suddenly came from the side. Because the car was traveling too fast, Wang Bing had no time to apply the brakes and directly knocked the electric car to the ground.
"I bumped into someone, what should I do?" Li Yun said in panic.
Wang Bing also seemed a little panicked. He slapped the steering wheel hard and complained, "What a broken car, the brakes don't work anymore!"
"Yes, it's all this shabby car's fault, it's none of my son's business!"
Zhang Chunju shouted to Yang Xuan from the back seat, "I'm warning you, if you are to blame for this, it's your fault that I didn't give you this old car. My son has nothing to do with it!"
Yang Xuan was too lazy to talk to such a shameless person, so he quickly opened the car door and walked out.
The person who fell to the ground was a middle-aged man dressed like a migrant worker. He didn't seem to have much problem, except that his knee was bruised and there was some blood seeping out.
"Brother, are you okay? I'm sorry."
Yang Xuan quickly helped him up, and the migrant worker limped to his feet, turned around and glared at Wang Bing who was sitting in the driver's seat through the windshield, and said, "Why are you driving so fast?
Do you see this is a sidewalk?”
"What are you yelling at my son!"
Zhang Chunju stuck her head out of the car window and saw the other person dressed as a migrant worker. She felt emboldened instantly, "Who told you to keep your eyes open? Didn't you see the car coming? You walked this way on purpose. I think you wanted to
Let’s hit the porcelain!”
"You...this is the sidewalk, why am I walking here!"
The migrant worker brother was trembling with anger. Yang Xuan said quickly, "Brother, don't be angry. It's our fault. Why don't I send you to the hospital for a checkup?"
The eldest brother, a migrant worker, glanced at Yang Xuan and said, "This young man's words are quite pleasant. In fact, I have nothing to do. I just need to go back and apply some ointment, but the driver's words are really unpleasant."
"Brother, please calm down. This is our fault. Otherwise, I will pay for your medical expenses first, and then leave you a contact information. If you have any questions later, you can call me at any time."
As Yang Xuan spoke, he returned to the car, took out a small stack of banknotes from his bag and handed it to the migrant worker brother, "Brother, take this money and go to the hospital for a check-up. If anything happens later, you'll be in trouble."
Telephone."
"Look at what you said."
The farmer brother waved his hand and said, "I'm just going to scratch my skin now and apply some medicine later. Why do I have to do all this trouble? I'm not blackmailing anyone..."
"Brother, just keep it and buy some nutritional supplements or something. If you need anything later, call me."
Yang Xuan stuffed the money into the other person's pocket, then returned to the car with a smile.
Wang Bing was afraid of taking responsibility, so he had already slipped into the passenger seat, and Yang Xuan drove on.
"I said you are just a migrant worker, why are you paying attention to him?"
As soon as the car drove not far away, Zhang Chunju started to mutter again from behind, "The money you gave him just now was worth three thousand, tell me, what else can you do in this life? With this money
Wouldn’t it be nice to buy my son a new set of clothes?”
"Second Aunt, this is our responsibility." Li Yun couldn't help but said.
"What kind of irresponsibility!"
Zhang Chunju cursed and said, "Isn't he just a migrant worker? Even if we don't give him a penny, what can he do to us? This kind of person deserves to be hit!"
"He is a migrant worker, so what are you? Aren't you also a farmer?"
Yang Xuan really couldn't stand listening anymore, and he had a special affection for migrant workers. When he first came to Nanjiang, these migrant workers saved his life, and several good brothers around him were also migrant workers.
"Besides, if you report it to the official, do you think you can get away with it?"
"this…….."
Only then did Zhang Chunju stop, but she was still mumbling behind her, feeling sorry for the several thousand yuan she had just compensated the migrant worker.
"Xiaoyun, please squeeze in with me tonight. We sisters haven't seen each other for a long time. We must have a good chat."
Su Nan usually loves her cousin the most, she is sensible, well-behaved, and extremely motivated.
Li Yun's academic performance has always been very good. It was absolutely no problem to get admitted to a key university. However, during the college entrance examination, she fainted in the examination room and missed the university.
Because of family difficulties and the patriarchal mentality, her family did not allow Li Yun to continue her studies and asked her to marry someone in the village.
But Li Yun was stubborn. Although she stayed in the countryside, she never stopped studying. While working as a teacher in a rural primary school, she was preparing for self-study exams. She was a very motivated girl.
"Go to your home?"
Before Li Yun could speak, Zhang Chunju smiled and said, "Did I hear you right? How can your poor place accommodate so many of us? I think it's better to stay in a hotel. By the way, son, you checked on the way.
What’s the name of that four-star hotel?”
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