Song Xuemei's words made both Yang Xiaole and Wang Rou feel embarrassed. Neither of them knew what to do, especially Wang Rou, who seemed at a loss. Now, she began to understand why Yang Xiaole didn't take the initiative to invite her to his home for dinner. Yang Xiaole must have
He had long known that his mother Song Xuemei would ask this question.
Thinking of this, Wang Rou hated Yang Xiaole even more, thinking that Yang Xiaole did it on purpose. Even though he knew that his mother would ask such questions, he would not take the initiative to give any hints. If she knew that Aunt Song would ask these questions, she would have done it no matter what.
They won't come to Yang's house for dinner.
Seeing Wang Rou's pretty face blushing and looking so charming, Song Xuemei was extremely happy and determined in her heart that she wanted Wang Rou to be her daughter-in-law.
Opportunities must be grasped by oneself. Song Xuemei will never tolerate such a good opportunity slipping away from her hands. That is something she cannot tolerate.
"Xiaorou, you haven't answered Auntie's question yet." Song Xuemei continued to ask. It seems that she will not give up until she finds an answer today.
"Mom, don't scare Xiaorou. She is still young, how can she think about these things now?" Yang Xiaole said with a bitter face. Although he and Wang Rou have been good friends since they were young, they are very different now.
Sorry.
Of course, Yang Xiaole still thought in her heart, how would Xiaorou respond? The little girl is getting more and more beautiful. Now she is in the third year of high school, she is already Tingting. What will she look like in two years? Hmm
! Very much looking forward to it.
Thinking of this, Yang Xiaole couldn't help but feel a little thirsty. If the little girl was willing to agree to be his girlfriend, maybe this would be a good thing.
"Damn it, how could I become so evil?" Yang Xiaole shook his head and smiled bitterly inwardly, what happened to him?
"Why is it so small? It's not so young. Besides, I'm not asking you to get married right away. I'm just asking you to get along first and wait until Xiaorou graduates from school before getting married."
Song Xuemei doesn't follow Yang Xiaole's example. If her son has a girlfriend in school, then forget it. But the problem is that now her son doesn't have a girlfriend in school, so Song Xuemei is so concerned about her.
He doesn’t have a girlfriend in his junior year. What’s wrong with this son? It’s so abnormal. I really don’t know how he got over it in the past few years. He has been a failure.
Yang Xiaole was speechless. Anyway, he had no way to deal with this excellent mother. He turned to look at his father, hoping that he would come out and say a few words of objection. However, Yang Xiaole was soon disappointed again, because he saw that his father had no words at all.
He opened his mouth to speak, and it seemed that he and his mother had reached a united front, and indeed they were of the same mind as husband and wife.
"Auntie, Brother Xiaole is so good, there must be girls who like him, it's just that you don't know it," Wang Rou said.
Song Xuemei's eyes lit up when she heard this. As a woman, she understands women and knows that Wang Rou must like his son when he says this, at least she won't hate him.
"Baby, mom will ask you again, do you have a girlfriend at school?"
"...Mom, how many more times do you want me to say this? No, I don't have a girlfriend." Yang Xiaole wanted to answer yes, but for some reason, he retracted the words as soon as he spoke.
In fact, as long as he says that he has a girlfriend at school, the topic will end here, and my mother will not force Wang Rou to express her position.
"Do I really like Xiaorou?" A question suddenly popped into Yang Xiaole's mind, but this question shocked him.
"Haha, Xiaorou, did you hear that? Your brother Xiaole said no." Song Xuemei said.
Wang Rou didn't say anything, her little head was lowered, her pretty face was flushed, and she was extremely cute and attractive.
"Mom, I want to put my studies first, so you should stop embarrassing Xiaorou." Yang Xiaole said.
"Don't be like me. You think I haven't gone to college? I'm still studying. Why didn't you say it was for national affairs?" Song Xuemei cursed unhappily.
Originally, Wang Rou felt quite uncomfortable, but Song Xuemei's words made her burst into laughter and secretly cursed that she deserved it.
"Xiao Rou, ignore him. Now tell Auntie whether you like your brother Xiao Le?" Song Xuemei asked.
"Mom, how can you be like this? Even if you want to ask someone, you have to give them some time to think about it. Besides, you can't joke about this kind of thing."
"Auntie, Brother Xiaole is right, you let me think about it."
Before answering Song Xuemei, Wang Rou had to figure out one question, whether she liked Yang Xiaole or not. This was very important, so she would not answer Song Xuemei until she had clarified this question.
"That's right, haha, give Xiaorou some time to think about it." Yang Jiang, who had been silent until now, finally spoke.
Song Xuemei was unwilling but helpless. Originally, according to her intention, she would directly force Wang Rou to have a relationship with Yang Xiaole today, but she did not expect that Wang Rou would be so harsh and refused to nod.
"Yes, let Xiaorou think about it carefully. This kind of thing can't be rushed." Yang Xiaole said. In fact, he was still a little disappointed in his heart. People are like that. On the one hand, he hopes to see Wang Rou agree, but on the other hand, he hopes to see Wang Rou agree.
On the other hand, he was afraid that Wang Rou would really like him.
All this time, he had only regarded Wang Rou as his sister and had never thought about this aspect at all.
The meal ended hastily. After the scene just now, Wang Rou and Yang Xiaole had no intention to eat. However, Song Xuemei was quite happy with her meal. Wang Rou's reaction told her that her son's chances were quite good. At least Wang Rou did not immediately
If you refuse, there will be a chance.
Shortly after the meal, Wang Rou made an excuse to leave. She really didn't dare to stay any longer. She had never expected Aunt Song to be so enthusiastic and terrifying.
Wang Rou was scared, and Yang Xiaole could only describe it as depressed. When Wang Rou left, Song Xuemei forcibly ordered Yang Xiaole to send Wang Rou out.
Yang Xiaole was depressed. Wang Rou lived across the street. Is there any need to send her back? The distance between the two families was less than ten meters. With such a short distance, was there any need to send her back?
In fact, Yang Xiaole knew very well that her mother wanted to find opportunities for him so that he could spend more time with Wang Rou.
"Old man, why did you say that just now? Why did you say you should let Xiaorou think about it?" After Yang Xiaole and Wang Rou left, Song Xuemei turned around and stared at Yang Jiang with her beautiful eyes.
"Haste makes waste, don't you understand this truth? If you push Xiaorou too hard, it will most likely have the opposite effect." Yang Jiang said.
Song Xuemei thought for a while and then nodded, that was indeed the case, "But old man, have you ever thought about one thing? If we don't hurry up, Xiaorou will probably become someone else's wife. The longer Xiaorou gets older in the past two years,
Beautiful, if this continues, I'm really afraid that Xiaorou will be targeted by others."
"Haha, it's not as exaggerated as you said. Xiaorou is getting more and more beautiful as she grows, but can't you see? Xiaorou is still interested in our son. As long as we give her some time, it will come naturally."
"Really? That's good. Anyway, in my heart I believe that Xiaorou is my wife." Song Xuemei was very happy. Looking at her like that, she seemed to want Xiaorou to call her mom right away.
"Little girl, I'm really sorry just now, but my mother is nothing, don't take it to heart." Outside the door, Yang Xiaole explained. There was a silence between the two, but in the end Yang Xiaole spoke first.
Ever since they were young, the two of them had never been silent for a long time like today. Each had their own thoughts and thoughts, and the situation was once awkward.
"I'm not blaming Auntie, Brother Xiaole, please stop being sentimental." Wang Rou glared at Yang Xiaole fiercely, blaming Yang Xiaole for being sentimental.
Yang Xiaole secretly breathed a sigh of relief and giggled happily. He was afraid that this little girl Wang Rou would be angry, but it was good that she wasn't angry now, and he felt relieved.
"Brother Xiaole, do you really have no girlfriend? There are so many beautiful girls in the university, but there is no one you like?" After a while, Wang Rou asked.
"There are a lot of beautiful girls, and there are some that I like, but I have to be liked by others. It's hard for others to like me, who has no money and is not handsome." Yang Xiaole smiled bitterly, reflecting on his current situation.
It's very embarrassing. Pretty girls don't like him, and he doesn't like unattractive girls.
Thinking about it, don't you just want to find a gentle, beautiful, generous and considerate girlfriend? Is it really so difficult? This makes him wonder.
Wang Rou giggled again. For some reason, a trace of joy surged out of her heart, "Brother Xiaole, you must be demanding."
"My requirements are not high at all. As long as the other person is beautiful, considerate, gentle and generous, do you think my requirements are high?" Yang Xiaole said with a deliberately bitter face.
Yang Xiaole's words made Wang Rou giggle again, "Brother Xiaole, I find that you are getting thicker and thicker. Is such a request easy? You have such high demands, how many girls can meet your requirements?" Wang Roujiao
She smiled, and after a pause, she continued: "Besides, I began to suspect that what you said about not having a girlfriend was a lie. You are so thick-skinned, how could you not catch up with your girlfriend? It must be a lie.
.”
Yang Xiaole felt so sweaty in his heart that he suddenly had the urge to hit a wall. The little girl was quite cruel and dared to say that to him.
"It's true, little girl, don't you know that your brother Xiaole and I have always been the most honest person. If I have a girlfriend, I will definitely admit it." Yang Xiaole said.
"Brother Xiaole, it's time for me to go back. Can you go in and sit for a while? My parents are not at home."
Yang Xiaole's heart beat wildly and unsatisfactorily. What did the little girl mean by these words? Temptation? Or hint?
"No, I want to go back and spend more time with my mother and the others. It's rare to come back." Reason told Yang Xiaole that he couldn't go in, otherwise it would only make his mother and the others have more misconceptions and mistakenly believe that he has something to do with Xiaorou.
.
A trace of disappointment flashed in Wang Roumei's eyes. She turned around and walked into the room without saying anything. She kept cursing Yang Xiaole in her heart as a fool, a bad guy, a bastard...