After hearing Wen Jiahui's words, Li Yiyang nodded and said nothing more. After all, he was a brother-in-law, and it was nothing wrong to contact his sister-in-law too much.
After dinner, Wen Chengjie suggested that they go out to sing. They were all young people. Zhang Qin and Wen Chuangao did not plan to go.
However, these children couldn't stop the repeated suggestions. Thinking that today is also a holiday after all, and Wen Xiaohui and the others would be leaving after the Laba Festival, the two reluctantly agreed.
"Mom and Dad, before you go out, you'd better wash your hands! This smell of garlic is really choking your nose!"
"And brother-in-law, you haven't done much cooking today, have you?
When I ate just now, I felt that there was no smell in my nose except the smell of garlic."
Wen Jiahui couldn't help but complain, and Wen Xiaohui raised his hand and hit her on the forehead.
"You still have the nerve to say that everyone is out there picking garlic today, and you are the only one hiding there."
Hearing her sister's words, Wen Jiahui curled her lips and said, "You have wronged me. I am helping you keep records."
"It's not easy for our whole family to get together. If we get busier in the future, we may not be able to see each other more than once a year."
"This kind of gathering together doesn't happen very often, so of course we have to record it. What's more, this matter was also approved by my brother-in-law."
"He also said that he would ask me to find someone to edit the video and put it on my personal account."
Hearing this, Wen Chengjie shook his head, "Okay, okay, you can make excuses as long as you want, and you still have to move your brother-in-law out."
"You know that no matter what decision my brother-in-law makes now, we will not refute it, right?"
Wen Jiahui looked at Li Yiyang with a look of injustice on her face and said, "Brother-in-law, please help me speak a word of justice, otherwise I will die unjustly."
"Even if it snows today, no one will think there is any grievance! If you don't explain it to me, I won't be able to survive the Laba Festival."
Li Yiyang burst into laughter, "With so many people today, we don't need that much garlic. I guess Mom, you pickled so much Laba garlic, we won't be able to eat it by then."
He calmly changed the subject, and Zhang Qin said: "Isn't this a custom every New Year?
What’s more, these dumplings need garlic to taste delicious.”
"You happen to be going to your parents' place. I don't know if they have such a custom. You can go get some for them then."
Wen Xiaohui also laughed, "Mom, what kind of idea do you have? Even if we are going there to celebrate the New Year, we can't give people a bunch of Laba garlic, right?"
"Besides, your garlic is still not pickled. The gifts your in-laws give to others are a bit too unique."
Zhang Qin pretended to be angry, "It would be nice if I asked you to bring some gifts. You are still picky. This is what I worked so hard to pickle. If you don't want to eat it, leave it for me."
Everyone made a joke and the previous topic was skipped.
But before going out, they still went to wash their hands together.
I have to say that the smell of garlic is really strong. Even if you wash your hands several times, you can still smell the smell.
After they walked out of the door, they headed towards the KTV. Wen Chengjie looked in high spirits on the way.
"Brother-in-law, I really had an idea when you guys were talking about it just now. Do you think we can make a machine for peeling garlic?"
"You see how troublesome it is to pick some garlic now. You have to use hands to do it. Not only does it take a long time, but the smell is also stained on your hands and you can't wash it off."
After he finished speaking, Wen Jiahui said: "Brother, I think you just want to be lazy. With the garlic we are picking, do you need any machine?"
"At the end of the year, we won't be able to steal much. It's worth getting a machine for this. You are really making money now."
Wen Chengjie said dissatisfied: "You are short-sighted. Although our family does not need it, don't those restaurants also need a lot of garlic?"
"Anyway, I think this is quite interesting. Besides, I asked my brother-in-law, not you, why did you interrupt? I have to wait for my brother-in-law to answer."
The two of them have been quarreling since childhood. Although Wen Chengjie is about to get married, he often jokes with his sister.
However, the two of them did not take this matter to heart, and no one would be angry because of it.
After Wen Chengjie finished speaking, Wen Jiahui also complained mercilessly.
"You also said that I would bring my brother-in-law out for everything. Aren't you doing the same thing now?"
Seeing these two people talking to each other, Li Yiyang said: "You two brothers and sisters really talk eloquently, it's like having a debate competition."
"Chengjie, your idea is quite good. You can continue to study it. Indeed, what you just mentioned is in the right direction."
"Those restaurants need a machine to peel garlic, but you, an advertising agency, don't need to study these machines."
"If you really have this idea, you can mention some factory cooperation to me. My brother-in-law won't take advantage of you. This project will be done for you long ago."
It's not that Li Yiyang didn't think of this, it's just that he didn't take it seriously.
Now that Wen Chengjie has come up with an idea, Li Yiyang will certainly not dissipate his enthusiasm.
What's more, because of a small thing in life, he could think of this, and Wen Chengjie gradually became enlightened.
After hearing Li Yiyang's praise, Wen Chengjie laughed happily.
Even after arriving at the KTV, Wen Chengjie was still thinking about this matter in his mind.
After thinking about it, I feel that there is a big difference between myself now and before.
In the past, he still needed Li Yiyang to guide him when doing business, but now he can put forward his own ideas, which should be progress.
Therefore, Wen Chengjie was so happy that he ordered several songs in succession for everyone to show off his singing voice.
In the end, Zhang Qin couldn't stand listening anymore and said, "Son, you really don't have the talent for singing, otherwise you'd better stop singing."
"If you keep singing, even your dad and I won't be able to listen anymore. We came here with you after a long time, and we are not being tortured."
Zhang Qin complained without changing her expression. She didn't show any mercy because Wen Chengjie was his biological son, but was even more ruthless.
After she finished speaking, Wen Chengjie looked hurt.
"Okay, okay, I won't sing anymore. I'll order a love song for you and my dad to sing in duet. You two can show it to us."
After saying this, he seriously ordered a duet song between men and women, who were naturally the same age as Zhang Qin and Wen Chuangao.
Zhang Qin doesn't come to places like this on weekdays, but she also likes to sing.