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Chapter 114 Eight Yuan!

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    Qi Yueru was complaining vigorously, and the more he talked, the more he felt wronged.  At this moment, the courtyard door opened, and Yang Fan and his mother Song Yunqing walked in.  Qi Yueru immediately stood up with a smile on her face: "Yang Fan is here, come, sit down!"

    Qi Yueru got up and handed the chair she was sitting on to Song Yunqing, pulled Yan Chuan up again, and gave Yan Chuan's chair to Yang Fan.

    Yan Chuan complained: "I haven't eaten¡ª"

    The word "End" didn't have time to say it, because Qi Yueru had received a death warning.  He said obediently: "Auntie, sit down!"

    Song Yunqing said: "Stop sitting, we are here to find Yan Xi, and we want her to make two clothes for Yang Fan."

    "Oh, then Yanxi, go in and help Yang Fan measure the size."

    Song Yunqing said: "There's no rush, we'll talk about it after she finishes eating."

    Yan Xi put down his rice bowl and said, "I'm full."

    She turned around and entered the house, and Song Yunqing entered the house with her son.  Qi Yueru was afraid that her daughter would neglect the distinguished guest, so she followed her into the house.

    Yan Chuan finally got a seat again, started eating again, and couldn't help asking Yan Heping: "Is my mother being too obvious?"

    Yan Heping asked: "What is so obvious?"

    "The difference in treatment is too obvious. When Brother Jingchen came, he wished he could drive people away with a broom, but when Yang Fan came, he was servile. Is the difference between the two really that big?"

    Yan Heping said: "You are a child, don't talk nonsense."

    Yan Chuan said: "I don't have to say it, but Dad, I don't think you can keep silent. My sister has sacrificed enough for this family, and I can't let her take her own marriage. What she likes is Brother Jingchen  .Besides, I think Brother Jingchen is more capable than Yang Fan, and Yang Fan is just a nerd!"

    Yan Heping touched his son's head: "How can your mother not see what you can see?"

    "Then why does she keep trying to match my sister and Yang Fan?"

    Yan Heping said: "Maybe what your mother likes is Yang Fan's stupidity. He is not as capable as Jingchen, but he is honest, has been admitted to university, and has the mayor's uncle as his backer. If there are no accidents, he can live well."  The most stable and smooth life in life. Sometimes a woman doesn¡¯t need her husband to be prosperous, she just needs to take care of the family. A capable man is not necessarily a good husband if he repents and teaches his husband to seek a title.¡±

    Yan Chuan still doesn't understand, this is different from the ideas conveyed in those martial arts novels he read.  He asked Yan Heping: "You also agree with my sister and Yang Fan?"

    Yan Heping said: "This is your sister's own business. No one can tell whether Yi Jingchen or Yang Fan are destined to be husband and wife with your sister. It's still too early to say."

    In the room, Qi Yueru was having a lively chat with Song Yunqing.

    She poured a cup of tea for Song Yunqing and handed it over: "I heard that Yang Fan was admitted to Peking University this time?"

    Song Yunqing said: "It's not Peking University, it can only be regarded as a university in Beijing."

    "This kid is really amazing. He was able to go to Beijing to go to university. You've made it through."

    Song Yunqing's eyes moistened unknowingly: "Yeah, even though I'm still a little far from my ideal university, it's still up to par. His uncle said that when he graduates from university, he will find him a job in the agency and arrange it under him.  Gradually hone in, there will be a bright day."

    "Really, the job is done before you go to university?" Qi Yueru was envious.

    Song Yunqing said: "His aunt said that Fanfan is the only blood of the Yang family, so I can't treat him badly. For so many years, I have been stammering and living, hoping that this child will have a future, so that I can be considered worthy of his dead father."  Yes! When his father left, he held my hand and said that he would take the child with him even if he was begging for food. I promised him that I would never remarry for the rest of my life. I was born as a member of their Yang family and died as a member of their Yang family.  Ghost, Yang Fan will also have a surname Yang."

    Qi Yueru sighed deeply: "These years have really made things difficult for you. It's not easy for a woman to take care of a child. Fortunately, there is his aunt to help."

    "Yeah, without his aunt, I really can't imagine what our life would be like. During the holidays, his uncle always wants to send us a copy of the benefits that his uncle received. Usually, Yang Fan goes to the house  , It¡¯s also ten yuan and twenty dollars for the child. I told the child that your aunt treats you like her own son, and you can¡¯t forget this kindness when you are promising in the future. "

    Qi Yueru nodded: "Don't worry, Yang Fan has a conscience."

    In the room, Yang Fan was like a puppet. Yan Xi asked him to raise his arm and head whenever he asked him to. After measuring the size, Yang Fan's face was bright red.

    "Okay, are you ready?" He stood behind Yan Xi,It's a bit of a pity that it's over.

    Yan Xi recorded Yang Fan's size in his notebook, but he didn't look up: "Okay."

    "I heard that you are very busy, can you do it in time?"

    "Can."

    "Yanxi." He called out.

    "Huh?" Yan Xi turned and looked at him

    "Our classmate of twelve years may be separated now, will you think of me occasionally?"

    Yan Xi was also a little overwhelmed by his sudden sadness, she looked at him and squeezed out a smile: "We live in the same town, and we will meet again in the future."

    "But I want to know if you will think of me? Think about it carefully. Although we have been classmates for so many years, there are only a handful of memories that really belong to us. I am probably no different from other classmates in your heart." He smiled  Laughing, but laughing is uglier than crying, "I'm afraid that one day when I walk on the street, when I see you, you won't remember who I am!"

    "How come, we have been classmates for twelve years. You see, we have participated in Children's Day performances together, participated in composition competitions on behalf of the school, and climbed mountains together"

    It's okay if she doesn't say anything, but the more she talks, the colder Yang Fan's heart becomes, because what she said does not belong to the memories of the two of them, but belongs to most of the classmates.  Thinking about it carefully, he and Yan Xi are really just ordinary classmates.  But, he obviously likes her so much!

    Song Yunqing walked in: "What are the two talking about?"

    "It's nothing, how about what happened when you were in school?" Yan Xi said naturally.

    But Song Yunqing clearly saw her son turning his back and secretly wiping away tears, she sighed in her heart¡ªwhat a worthless child!

    Song Yunqing asked: "Are you ready?"

    Yan Xi said, "Okay."

    Song Yunqing took out a calico wallet from his pocket: "I heard that a men's shirt is four yuan"

    Before he finished speaking, Qi Yueru had come over and held Song Yunqing's hand that took out the money: "Mother Fanfan, what do you think you are doing? How can the two children accept your money because they have been classmates for so many years?"

    "One yard is equal to one yard, how can people work without being paid?"

    "She's not a serious tailor, but she's just doing something for fun during the summer vacation. I can't accept this money, so you should collect it!"

    Song Yunqing said a few more polite words, seeing that Qi Yueru was firm in what he said, he didn't force it.  After chatting with Qi Yueru, she left with Yang Fan.

    Yan Xi looked at Qi Yueru, and complained: "How can you make up your own mind and take my labor as a favor, eight dollars!"

    Qi Yueru tapped her daughter's forehead: "Qianqianqian, I think you are going to get into Qianqian's eyes!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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