Yang Zimei turned and left. When she turned around, Min Gang raised his eyes just in time to see her slender figure turning around while dragging her long skirt, his eyes froze slightly.
He once saw her sober appearance in a little white dress on campus.
I always feel that she looks familiar, but I can't remember where I saw her.
Finding that his eyes were not on her, Murong Yan looked along and saw Yang Zimei's retro flowing dress, curled her lips in disdain, but didn't say much.
Because she knew that Min Gang didn't like girls who talked about right and wrong behind others' backs.
Yang Zimei returned home, and just as soon as she entered, she found that there were guests at home. There were several gift boxes on the table, and her parents were talking with her in embarrassment.
The guest was none other than Yang Yiguo, the driver of Yang Dejie, secretary of the municipal party committee, and everyone was from the same village.
As soon as Yang Yiguo saw her coming back, he opened his mouth and shouted exaggeratedly: "Hehe, Xiaomei is back? We are talking about you."
"Niu Niu, quickly call Uncle." Seeing her indifference, Yang Qing said hastily.
"Hello, Uncle." Yang Zimei greeted.
"Hehe, okay, Xiaomei really looks more and more beautiful as she grows. At first glance, she looks like a young lady from everyone. No wonder our secretary's son likes her so much." Yang Yiguo laughed.
Yang Qing's face sank, and Huang Xiuli's eyes showed worry, and she looked at her daughter nervously, as if she would be snatched away by others at any time.
Yang Zimei frowned slightly, understanding his purpose and intention.
"Xiaomei, Jianming likes you very much. Did he ask me to bring you these gifts? This is a designer bag worth 3,000 yuan, this is a skirt worth more than 1,000 yuan, these are shoes worth 800 yuan, and Pearl necklace, tsk tsk, Jianming really cares about you for being so generous, and he just wants to invite you to Mingzhu Tower for tea tonight." After Yang Yiguo finished speaking, he turned to face Yang Qing again, "Ah Qing, you will be fine, you will have a daughter who is like a flower, and you will become the secretary's son. You will probably be promoted to the principal soon, and then you will enter the Education Bureau. Tsk tsk, the future is really... "
"Yang Yiguo!" Yang Qing's face darkened with anger, and he stood up abruptly, pointing to the pile of gifts and said angrily, "What do you mean? We are all people with the same surname Yang, five generations of blood relatives, you actually let my Niuniu With that kid Yang Jianming?"
"Hey, Yaqing, don't worry, Jianming won't want to marry and have children with your Niuniu. What's the point of five generations of blood relatives? Isn't it just playing with you at ordinary times? Anyway, there are many benefits, so why not do it? What?" Yang Yiguo yelled.
Yang Qing and Huang Xiuli were trembling with anger, "Yang Yiguo, if you want to reap benefits, let your daughter accompany you, my Niuniu is not that kind of person."
"Yaqing, Xiuli, why are you so excited? Isn't the purpose of having a daughter just to reap the benefits? My daughter is more ordinary-looking, and people don't like her, otherwise, I don't mind packing it up and delivering it." Yang Yiguo disapproved road.
"Yang Yiguo, can you be more shameless?" Yang Qing was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, "You...you get me something now! I don't welcome you here anymore!"
"Yang Qing!" Yang Yiguo also lowered his face, "Don't be shameless! It's your blessing that the secretary's son takes a fancy to your daughter. Don't think that it's guaranteed that you go out of the city to teach. If you make him angry, you still have to Go back to Yang Family Village."
"Even if I go back to Yangjiacun, I won't sell my daughter for glory!" Yang Qing angrily picked up the things on the table and stuffed them back into Yang Yiguo's hands, "Leave immediately!"