"Xiao Le, you were too impulsive just now. You have to change your mind in the future." After Yang Hai and the others left, Yang Jiang began to say earnestly.
Yang Xiaole knew what his father meant. He just blamed him for being impulsive and not caring about the face of his relatives. "Dad, I don't think I am impulsive. On the contrary, I think you are too weak. You regard them as relatives. What about them?"
?Do they think you are a relative? They don't. You saw it just now. They just want to see our family's jokes." Yang Xiaole spoke in a loud voice. Yang Xiaole was extremely unhappy with his father's weakness. He saw his wife being raped by others.
I'm making irresponsible remarks, but as a husband, I don't even dare to fart. How can I still act like a man?
Yang Xiaole is like that, if you respect him a foot, he will respect you a foot! If you don’t treat him as a human being, he will treat you like shit.
"Okay, let's stop talking to each other. It's not worth fighting over this matter." Song Xuemei pulled Yang Xiaole away to prevent them from continuing to quarrel. Yang Xiaole and Yang Jiang were the two most important men in her life. She didn't want to see it.
Anything happens to anyone.
"Xiao Le, Auntie is right, it's not worth getting upset over those things." Cheng Rui, who hadn't spoken for a long time, also consoled her.
Yang Jiang turned around and sat on the sofa, his expression extremely painful. He hated himself, hated himself for being weak, and hated himself for caring too much about family ties. He didn't know whether this kind of personality was good or bad.
"Uncle, don't be sad. Good people will be rewarded, believe me." Cheng Rui brought the cup that belonged to Yang Jiang to Yang Jiang, feeling happy for Yang Xiaole in her heart. Yang Xiaole had a good father.
Cheng Rui believes that it doesn't matter how much money you have, the most important thing is that your family is harmonious and safe, which is more important than anything else.
"Dad, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you just now, I just couldn't stand the arrogance of my second uncle and the others." Yang Xiaole took out a cigarette from his pocket, handed one to Yang Jiang, and then sat there with two cigarettes, one old and one young.
Soaring in the clouds and riding in the fog.
Yang Xiaole's family members have long known that Yang Xiaole smokes. Smoking among college students is nothing new these days, so the elders did not stop him and just asked Yang Xiaole to smoke less.
"I know it's because dad is useless and can't make money, so you and your mother suffer with me." Yang Jiang fell into deep self-blame.
"Dad, in my heart, you are already great, and I am also very satisfied. Our family used to be a little poor, but we were able to live happily, so I am very happy. Besides, happiness cannot be measured by money.
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"Well said, son, mom supports you." Song Xuemei wiped the tears on her face, walked to Yang Xiaole, and gently hugged Yang Xiaole.
At this time, Cheng Rui was fascinated and touched by this scene. This scene was so warm and such a happy family.
Unable to help herself, Cheng Rui took out her phone, tapped the shutter button, and saved this heartwarming picture.
"Son, let's not do anything for Dad's birthday tomorrow. Just have a meal at home as a family. Let's find a way to raise money to help grandma celebrate her birthday." Yang Jiang said after finishing a cigarette.
"Dad, do you believe your son?" Yang Xiaole asked with an unexpected answer.
Yang Jiang was stunned. It was the first time he saw his son with such a serious expression. "Of course I believe it. You are my son. If I don't believe it, who do you believe?"
Yang Xiaole nodded and said: "Okay, dad, since you trust me, then leave your birthday and grandma's birthday to me, and I will handle it."
"You handle it? Son, I can tell you, you are not allowed to have any ideas about Cheng Rui." Song Xuemei was afraid that Yang Xiaole would borrow money from Cheng Rui.
"Mom, don't worry. When have I ever let you down, your son? Don't worry, I will never lend you a penny." Yang Xiaole didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Song Xuemei looked at her son in front of her attentively. She always felt that his son was a little different from before. How should I put it? His son has become more confident now and a little unpredictable.
"Son, have you won the lottery?" Song Xuemei asked unwillingly.
Yang Xiaole smiled and said, "Mom, keep it secret for now, hehe!"
"You bastard, you're going to tease me even if you don't want me to be beaten," Song Xuemei scolded with a smile. She felt comforted by her son's understanding.
"Haha, Mom, let's go out for a while. You don't have to wait for us to eat." After saying that, Yang Xiaole pulled Cheng Rui and ran out. By the time Song Xuemei and Song Xuemei reacted, Yang Xiaole had already disappeared with Cheng Rui.
"Old man, what do you think we should do?" After Yang Xiaole and the others left, Song Xuemei sighed slightly.
"What should I do? Didn't my son already tell me? He will make arrangements on his own." Yang Jiang replied.
Song Xuemei was stunned for a moment, then said angrily: "Who told you that? I mean my son's life-long event. Cheng Rui is good, I like it, but that girl Wang Rou is also good, oh! What a headache! I really want to
The son will marry them both back."
"Haha, wife, you are just looking for trouble and are greedy. How can you marry two wives? How about you let me find another one?" Yang Jiang said with a bad smile.
Song Xuemei was so angry that she cursed angrily: "How dare you."
"Haha, wife, you are enough for me. I can't bear any more." Yang Jiang said and held Song Xuemei in his arms.
"Death, you old man, what do you want to do? What if your son comes back? It's embarrassing."
"It's okay, son, they just went out and won't be back soon. We have plenty of time." With that said, Yang Jiang picked up Song Xuemei and walked to the room.
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The next morning, Yang Xiaole got up very early. Today was his father's birthday, and it was also a time to cheer for his father.
"Son, do you really want to go to Haicheng Hotel? Or forget it." After Yang Jiang's nourishment yesterday, Song Xuemei looks charming today, making people feel as if she is ten years younger.
"Mom, why don't you still believe your son? Stop talking so much, have breakfast quickly, and then go buy a suit for dad."
Seeing this, Song Xuemei didn't know what to say, so she turned around and went into the kitchen to make breakfast.
"Boyfriend, you are so bad. Why don't you tell your uncle and aunt? You can let them know that your son is a rich man as soon as possible." Cheng Rui covered her mouth and laughed softly.
"Hey, that would be boring. Don't tell anyone." Yang Xiaole's laughter was a bit naughty.
After breakfast, Yang Xiaole took his parents out of the house. When they saw Yang Xiaole's car, the two elders thought to themselves, did their son really win the lottery? Otherwise, where would he have the money to buy a car? This car must cost tens of thousands of yuan.
?You brat, you’re such a spendthrift that you didn’t even say a word when you bought a car.
"Son, is this car yours?" Song Xuemei asked.
"Well, Mom, I will report everything to you tonight. Now let's go buy clothes quickly. We are a little pressed for time." Yang Xiaole started the car and headed to a nearby large shopping mall.
After struggling in the mall for more than an hour, Yang Jiang and Song Xuemei each picked out a set of clothes. Yang Jiang's was an Armani suit, worth 13,000, and Song Xuemei's was a lady's dress, which was not cheap, costing more than 8,000.
Yang Xiaole deliberately kept the price from them, so they didn't know how much the clothes cost. They just thought they looked good, fit well, and were comfortable to wear.
"Mom, put this on." Yang Xiaole took out a sparkling necklace from his pocket.
Seeing the necklace in her son's hand, Song Xuemei was stunned for several seconds, "Son, don't tell me that the necklace in your hand is a diamond necklace."
"Mom, just wear it if I give it to you." Yang Xiaole said and took it upon herself to put the necklace on Song Xuemei's neck.
Song Xuemei was at the mercy of Yang Xiaole. She realized that her son had too many secrets and needed to be carefully investigated.
"Well, my mother is so beautiful." Yang Xiaole was very satisfied with her masterpiece. After dressing up so deliberately, Song Xuemei was indeed much younger.
There was a hint of pride on Song Xuemei's face. Her son was very sensible and worthy, no matter how hard she worked, it was worth it.
The four of them drove to Haicheng Hotel. At the same time, Yang Xiaole's second uncle and third uncle also gathered together and were discussing the birthday of his eldest brother Yang Jiang.
"Second brother, are we going?" Yang Yang asked. After getting up early this morning, he took his wife and son to his second brother's house.
"Go, why don't you go? Brother sincerely invites us to dinner, we must go." Yang Hai's face did not look good.
"Yes, we must go. Some people want to stage a comedy for us. Why don't we watch it? Since some people are willing to be a monkey, I am also very happy to be a monkey charmer." Zhang Yujie said.
"Dad, you said Yang Xiaole's girlfriend is very beautiful?" The speaker was Yang Yang's son, Yang Fuwei, who was also a college student. He had been at odds with Yang Xiaole since he was a child and looked down on Yang Xiaole, even though Yang Xiaole was his cousin.
"You brat, look at how these guys can pick up pretty girls, how about you? You're not bad looking, and I'll give you so much living expenses a month, look at those so-called girlfriends of yours, how can you take them out to meet people?
I dare not see anyone without makeup for a day." Bai Baoling was quite dissatisfied with her son. She could lose to anyone, but she couldn't lose to Yang Xiaole.
"Dad, don't talk about uncle and the others like that. We are all one family." Yang Sha is Yang Hai's daughter, her only daughter, and a senior.
Among the second uncle and third uncle's family, the only one Yang Xiaole didn't hate was Yang Sha.
"Forget it, let's go. It's almost time to go to the hotel." Yang Hai waved his hand and said.
"Second brother, do you need to buy some gifts?" Yang Yang asked.
"Buy a gift? What gift? He's not having a big banquet, does he need to buy a gift? He's just going to a hotel for a meal." Yang Hai's words were full of disdain.
Soon, Yang Hai and his family came to Haicheng Hotel. When they arrived at Haicheng Hotel, they found that the hotel was in a festive mood. At the entrance of the hotel, there was a notice board that read, Yang Mansion Birthday Banquet.
"Second brother, something seems wrong." Yang Yang said with a frown.
Yang Hai also had the same idea as his third brother Yang Yang. Something did not seem right, especially the notice board. The four big words on it surprised him, Yang Mansion Birthday Banquet? Could it be that he was talking about eldest brother? Impossible, eldest brother
He doesn't have that strength at all.
"It's just a coincidence." Zhang Yujie said this to comfort herself.
"Let's go in and take a look." Yang Hai locked the crown. He didn't believe that his elder brother could make such a big noise. Coincidence, everything could be just a coincidence. It happened that someone named Yang was hosting a birthday party here.
"Look, it's my sister-in-law's family." Yang Yang's sharp eyes saw a large group of people walking towards the hotel not far away, at least there were more than 20 people.
"Are they all here to have longevity wine?" Bai Baoling said, not knowing who she was talking to.
"Haha, they're all here. Second and third uncles, come in and take a seat." Yang Xiaole took Cheng Rui out of the hotel. He was out to pick up people. Someone came from my mother's family. He came out to greet her, but he didn't expect that he would be in the hotel.
I saw my second uncle and the others at the door.
Yang Xiaole hates his second uncle and the others, but today is his father’s happy birthday. Yang Xiaole hopes that his father can have a happy birthday and not look at the monk’s face but the Buddha’s face. Therefore, for his father’s sake, Yang Xiaole still showed enough
polite.
"Cousin, you seem to have become handsome again." After Yang Sha saw Yang Xiaole, she immediately came to Yang Xiaole and looked very excited.
"Haha, Sasha, that's right, even if you don't look at who your cousin is, I must have become more handsome, but Sasha, you are also more beautiful." Yang Xiaole smiled, and only when facing Yang Sha, Yang Xiaole could express his sincerity
Laughing inside.
"Hehe, that's right, don't even look at who I am, your cousin. I'm Yang Sha."
Yang Xiaole was sweating profusely on his forehead. This little girl returned the words intact to him. It was really hers.
Yang Xiaole and Yang Sha were chatting happily, but Yang Fuwei had no intention of coming over to say hello to Yang Xiaole. He just lowered his head and played with his new iPhone.
"Xiao Le, what's going on?" Yang Yang asked, pointing to the sign in front of the hotel.
"Uncle Third, that's the hotel's arrangement. Please come in and take a seat. The banquet will start soon." Yang Xiaole did not explain much.
Yang Yang was so angry that his teeth itched, and Yang Xiaole's answer was that he didn't say anything.
Cheng Rui led Yang Hai and others into the banquet hall, while Yang Xiaole went to pick up her grandmother's family.
Entering the banquet hall, Yang Hai and others were immediately stunned. They saw that the entire second floor was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, making it a festive scene. There were more than thirty tables placed in the large hall.
"What's going on?" Yang Hai didn't believe what was happening in front of him, he rubbed his eyes and said to himself.
"Brother, what is this?" Yang Hai asked quickly when he saw his eldest brother Yang Jiang coming in front of him.
Yang Jiang and Song Xuemei were sitting at the table near the door. When they saw the second and third brothers arriving, they immediately got up to greet them.
"Third brother, I am also confused about this matter. It was all caused by Xiao Le." Yang Jiang and his wife were also confused at this time and were frightened by the battle in front of them.
"You don't know either?" Yang Hai obviously didn't believe it. As the eldest brother involved, wouldn't he know?
"Brother, you always say you are poor. Your current suit is Armani, right? It costs more than 10,000 yuan. You didn't rent it back, did you?" Yang Yang is very knowledgeable about clothes.
"More than 10,000 yuan?" Yang Jiang was so frightened that he jumped up, thinking that this suit cost at most one or two thousand yuan.
"Sister-in-law, who gave you the necklace around your neck?" Bai Baoling's eyes widened with greed.
"Xiao Le gave it to me." Song Xuemei thought the necklace around her neck was fake. She was very embarrassed and thought Bai Baoling wanted to laugh at her.