An appreciative smile appeared on Mrs. Qin's face. She looked at Yang Huang with a youthful and heroic spirit between her brows.
She suddenly felt very relieved that her children had made such a good friend. Now she finally understood why Yang Huang helped Qin Qi, who was a stranger to him, find Ye Mingzhu.
Because, in Yang Huang, she saw a sense of righteousness, a temperament that combines firm belief and a kind heart.
Uncle Zhou and Uncle Lin were stunned for a moment, and then Uncle Lin quickly smoothed things over and said with a smile to Yang Huang: "Young Master Yang seems to be very impressive at first glance. Qi'er has a really good eye for making friends. Why don't we have a banquet tonight? Young Master Yang must do it."
Reward your face."
"I'm afraid that's not good." Yang Huang smiled, "This is a gathering at the Qin family's house after all. It's not appropriate for me to be an outsider."
"It's okay, Mr. Yang. Since you, Qi'er and Li'er are all good friends, our Qin family fort must fulfill the friendship of landlords." Mrs. Qin looked at Yang Huang and nodded slightly.
Yang Huang understood what Mrs. Qin meant and hoped that he could attend. Although he didn't really want to go, he still gave Mrs. Qin the honor.
"Okay then, thank you Madam Qin for your hospitality." Yang Huang smiled and saluted Madam Qin.
"Then we won't disturb you. Let's see you all in the evening." Uncle Zhou stood up first, as if he was a little dissatisfied with what Yang Huang said to him just now, and his expression was not as fake as before.
He looked Yang Huang up and down and said deliberately: "Mr. Yang, you should change your clothes for the family dinner tonight. Do you need me to give you one?"
Uncle Zhou's tone was full of disdain. He felt that Yang Huang was just a mountain boy, and the clothes he wore were all made of cheap linen. Such a boy had no qualifications to yell in front of him.
"Second uncle, you..." Qin Li couldn't stand it anymore and took a step forward. Just as she was about to speak, she was stopped by Yang Huang.
"Thank you Uncle Zhou for the reminder." Yang Huang didn't look angry at all. Instead, he walked up to Uncle Zhou with a smile on his face and whispered in his ear, "But to be honest, although the leather robe
It’s expensive, but are you really not hot?”
After saying that, he deliberately fanned Uncle Zhou with his hands, deliberately grinned with an extremely wolfish smile, and continued: "I'm afraid you might get prickly heat."
"Pfft!" Qin Li finally couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud. Even Qin Qi and Mrs. Qin on the side couldn't help laughing and covered their mouths with their hands.
"Humph!" Uncle Zhou glared at Yang Huang fiercely, turned around and strode out.
"But it's okay for you to wear this leather robe at night. The temperature may be cold at night!" Yang Huang still continued to tease at Uncle Zhou's back.
Uncle Lin smiled awkwardly, saluted Mrs. Qin, and quickly left with his people.
"Hahahahaha! I'm laughing so hard! Hahahaha!" Qin Li could finally laugh loudly. She felt that if she kept holding it in like this, she would definitely suffer internal injuries.
She covered her head and was laughing so hard that she couldn't help but laugh.
"I really don't understand. Uncle Zhou dresses like this, he's afraid that people will think he has no money." Yang Huang smiled and spread his hands, showing an indifferent attitude.
He knew that Mrs. Qin and the others usually interacted with Zhou Bolin and the others, so they must have been offended many times. But he was not from the Qin family, so there was no need to tolerate it.
"Young Master Yang, you have been wronged." Although Mrs. Qin felt that Yang Huang's reply was very pleasant, after all, Uncle Zhou also said a lot of disrespectful words to Yang Huang. Moreover, Yang Huang was not a member of the Qin family, so Mrs. Qin still felt
Somewhat guilty.
"It's okay, Mrs. Qin. Didn't I give him a good suggestion just now?" A bright smile appeared on Yang Huang's face.
"Damn leech, I really have to praise you for this, it's so happy!" Qin Li smiled and reached out to pat Yang Huang on the shoulder, with bright eyes and a bright smile.
She subconsciously grabbed Yang Huang's arm and said happily: "To reward you, I will take you to the city tomorrow to eat our delicious food. I will treat you!"
"Then I'm welcome!" Yang Huang also said with a smile.
When Mrs. Qin saw her daughter's appearance, she understood immediately. A gentle smile appeared on her face. She had been young and had such throbbing. Therefore, she was very clear about the girl's thoughts.
She looked at the bright smile on Qin Li's face, then looked at Yang Huang, and suddenly felt a little emotional in her heart. Her daughter has finally reached the age where love begins, and if her husband is still here, she will definitely be very happy.
Afterwards, Qin Qi went to discuss with Mrs. Qin the banquet in the evening and some recent business issues at home, while Qin Li took Yang Huang to visit the Qin family mansion.
They came to a garden, which was very well-maintained and full of various plants. Peonies and roses were also in full bloom, exuding a faint floral fragrance.
There was a lotus pond in front and a pavilion in the middle. Qin Li took Yang Huang to the pavilion.
"Growing up, whenever I was in a bad mood, I would come here alone." Qin Li sat on the futon, her eyes became distant, looking at the lotus in the pond, and said softly.
Yang Huang sat across from Qin Li and looked at her side face. There were a few strands of hair on her temples, and a breeze blew by, fluttering in the wind.
The scent of flowers and plants fills your nose, making your heart suddenly calm.
"This is indeed a very quiet place." Yang Huang also followed Qin Li's gaze and looked at the lotus flowers in the pond, and his mood became very happy.
"When I was young, every time my father came back from a trip, he would bring me my favorite pastries." Qin Li had a soft smile on her face and continued: "Then the two of us would sit here and enjoy the flowers.
While eating pastries, dad will tell me interesting things that happened along the way."
"Actually, I don't remember what stories my father told me now. However, every time I think of that feeling, it is still very real." Qin Li lowered her eyes, looked at the long whip in her hand, and lightly
Touched it lightly.
Yang Huang knew that Qin Li missed her father now, but for a while he didn't know how to comfort her.
He rolled his eyes, reached out and grabbed a leaf, put it to his lips, and blew it gently. A crisp melody slowly flowed out. Although it was not as pleasant as a musical instrument, it was still beautiful.
Qin Li turned her head and looked at Yang Huang who was blowing the green leaves in his hand, with a soft smile finally showing on his face.