At the end of June, Yang Dongxu finally recorded the new album of Zhang Wen and Wu Qi. In order to make Haina Records look more diversified, he gave Zhang Wen and Wu Qi the classic Cantonese song "Love to Fight Will Win". Qi's poem is "A Chic Walk".
"Move out, why do you want to move out?" Yang Dongxu, who was about to take a good rest for a few days after being busy for a while, was stunned when he heard Ran Feifei's request.
My aunt has been working at Yang Jiayan for more than half a month. From being anxious and uncomfortable at the beginning, she is now chatting and laughing with several female workers, and going shopping together during breaks.
The clothes she wore became less rustic and became more and more fashionable. At this time, even the snobbish *** would not dare to say that she was just a country girl when she saw Ran Feifei.
"Isn't it convenient to live here?" Ran Feifei lowered her head and looked at her toes.
I don't know why, although Yang Dongxu always calls him aunt, she always has an indescribable fear of Yang Dongxu. On the contrary, Zhou Ya, who felt difficult to get in touch with before, has recently gotten along well with her.
"Inconvenient?" Yang Dongxu was a little confused for a moment.
What's inconvenient? There are only two men in the family, myself and Zhou Yiren, and even old man Xuan who used to like to run here can hardly come because Yang Dongxu went to the courtyard to practice martial arts.
Sometimes he is away from home for three or four days, and Zhou Yiren often works overtime. When he comes back, he spends more time in his room handling official matters than in the yard. There is no embarrassment between the four of them when they get along, and there is nothing inconvenient about it. ?
"It's just..." Ran Feifei didn't know how to explain it for a while, so she just said something for a long time: "Hehua and the others want to come to my place to play with me, but I don't know how to tell them where to live. "
"Oh." Yang Dongxu nodded and understood.
Li Yan is a good person. Although she knew Ran Feifei's identity because she went to pick them up at the train station, she didn't say much after seeing Zhou Ya's arrangement for Ran Feifei. So now there is no one at the Yang family banquet except Nalan Yi. Know Ran Feifei’s identity.
Ran Feifei is not a person who likes to show off or has a strong sense of vanity. Therefore, she avoided talking about the fact that she was Yang Dongxu's aunt and lived with the big boss Zhou Ya.
Therefore, people at Yang Jiayan regarded her as a newly recruited person. After all, Yang Jiayan was opening a branch, and several people from the old store were transferred there. It was normal for a few new people to be added.
But after working long hours, I got along well with my coworkers. It was normal for me to play with the girls, go shopping and so on. But every time people say where do you live, I will go shopping with you tomorrow during the break. Ran Feifei doesn't know how to respond. She can only say that her home is a bit far away from here. She should get up early and gather at the Yang Family Banquet before going shopping. alright.
This kind of excuse is okay for a short time, but it cannot be used as time goes by. After all, as the relationship becomes more harmonious, sometimes your colleague invites you to her home. You have to let the other person come to your home and acknowledge her, right? But can she bring those friends to the small courtyard?
Even if Yang Dongxu and Zhou Ya didn't care, she didn't want this. After all, if the identity is different, the relationship will also change. Although she has only been in Yanjing for a month, she is thoughtful and sees many things clearly.
"Where do you want to move? How about finding a house for you nearby?" Yang Dongxu was actually quite satisfied with his aunt's avoidance.
Although he didn't want to see his relatives being bullied, he also didn't want anyone to show off with this status. Although she came from the countryside, Ran Feifei obviously had a good grasp of this matter. So although Yang Dongxu was worried about her moving out, he still expressed his support. Besides, if you live in this nearby place, nothing will happen if you are not far away.
"No, no, it's fine for me to live in the staff dormitory. Hehua also lives there and it's crowded." Ran Feifei said quickly.
Because of her adoptive father's affairs, Ran Feifei didn't have many friends since she was a child, so it was not easy to have a few close friends, so she naturally cherished them very much. At the same time, although she got along very well with Zhou Ya now, she felt that she was not close to He Hua and others. It's more comfortable to be together.
Perhaps Zhou Ya's normal work and status still put pressure on her. Although it has been downplayed, it is still a kind of pressure. As for Hehua and the others, they are of the same status as her and have good tempers, so they can get along more comfortably.
"That's okay, you tell Sister Yan to survive and let her make arrangements for you." Yang Dongxu nodded.
He is also happy to see Ran Feifei have a few friends of her own, so that she, who seems to be as insecure as Zhou Ya before, can slowly have her own life.
"Yes." Ran Feifei nodded happily, but then she felt that this reaction seemed a bit wrong: "I...I..."
"I understand, no need to explain. Besides, you are my aunt, how can you explain such a thing?" Seeing Ran Feifei's cute look, Yang Dongxu also laughed.
As we spend more time together, I still love my aunt Yang Dongxu very much. Although he is a junior and young, it is a bit awkward to say that he loves Ran Feifei, who is older than him.
But in terms of his age, he is enough to be Ran Feifei's father. So there seems to be nothing wrong with loving her. After all, she is beautiful, so sensible, has a good personality, and has a gentle temper. Everyone who sees such a cute beauty likes her.
"Sister Cui, you told me not to call me young master anymore. Just call me Xuzi. Just keep the towel next to you. You don't have to wait for me to dress or anything. I've grown up..." Cong Yao Yang Dongxu, who came out of the barrel, kept waving his hands, making Cui Xi turn around, muttering in his mouth as he came out of the medicine barrel.
Cui Xi is the nanny hired by old man Xuan. In addition to her, she also has Du Suo, who is Cui Xi's husband. Both of them are in their thirties. Du Suo is responsible for some hard work in the yard, while Cui Xi is responsible for cleaning, laundry and cooking.
Yang Dongxu didn't understand why old man Xuan couldn't talk about nursing home, but he found these two people from nowhere within a few days. Cui Xi and Du Suo looked a bit elongated, had straight noses, and their eyes were close apart, and they did not look like Han people. Du Suo was also good at martial arts, which seemed to be quite good, but old man Xuan didn't say anything, and he didn't ask.
It's just that Sister Cui's name for him makes him a little awkward, and Sister Cui's service to him really feels like a maid in ancient times serving an eldest young master, or in other words, an eldest maid serving the young master with such meticulous attention to detail, even just warming his bed. And let him call Cui Mama instead of Cui Sister.
Seeing this scene, her husband Du Suo didn't care. He seemed to feel that no matter how his wife served Yang Dongxu, it was right. After all, in his eyes, 14-year-old Yang Dongxu was still a child, while Old Man Xuan looked at this narrowly. He didn't do anything wrong, but made him look embarrassed every time, which made Yang Dongxu hate him so much.
"What do you want to eat today, young master? I'll go buy groceries later." In response to Yang Dongxu's words, Cui Xi still maintained a kind smile on her face. She was a little fat and looked indescribably gentle.
"Can I buy milk? I want to eat dried milk. The dried milk you brought has the best taste." Seeing that Sister Cui still called her the same name, Yang Dongxu didn't care anymore.
This is not the first time he has said these words, but Sister Cui’s name for him has never changed. Every time he wants to get out of the medicine bucket, Sister Cui stands beside him and hands him a bath towel and looks at him without any hesitation. Will subconsciously say things again, even if it is of no use.
"Okay, young master." Sister Cui nodded to show that she remembered.
Yang Dongxu has never eaten dried milk, but since the Du Suo couple came over and brought some specialties, he fell in love with the taste of dried milk. It is much more delicious than milk candy, and he usually uses it as a snack. Very much wanted.
After returning to the room, he wiped off the water drops on his body with a bath towel. Yang Dongxu lay down on the couch. Du Suo walked in with medicinal wine in his hand. Yang Dongxu drank two cups of tiger penis medicinal wine first, while Du Suo rubbed his hands to make them warmer. Then he poured another medicinal wine into his palm and began to rub Yang Dongxu vigorously.
"Uncle Du, be gentle, be gentle, it hurts..." Yang Dongxu's voice suddenly sounded in the room, and then spread to the yard.
The day after Du Suo arrived, Yang Dongxu no longer practiced alone in the morning, but practiced with Du Suo. This sparring session is not about two people sparring together until the end, but practicing boxing to the point where it is almost indistinguishable from a real fight.
Of course, the so-called real beating means that Du Suo beats people and Yang Dongxu gets beaten. Although Du Suo couldn't say hello to his face, he was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, so he couldn't go out to meet people. But there were many bruises and bruises on his body.
Even though Du Suo obviously kept his hands free during sparring, he still used a lot of force. Therefore, Yang Dongxu would cry for his father and mother every time he was massaged after taking the medicine.
However, the effect of sparring was very obvious. In order to make himself feel better, Yang Dongxu, who was beaten very painfully, naturally used all his techniques to avoid Du Suo's attack and counterattack at the same time.
Because Old Man Xuan stipulated that the sparring session would end as long as Yang Dongxu hit Du Suo three times. Therefore, fear of pain made his evasive movements more and more flexible, and his offensive methods became more and more sharp in order to avoid being beaten. In less than a week, he clearly felt that his combat effectiveness was significantly improved.
"How long does it take to practice Old Man Xuan?" Yang Dongxu, who was wearing loose clothes and having his whole body massaged by Du Suo, felt as if his bones were falling apart.
"Practice until you stop crying for your father and mother."
"Really?" Yang Dongxu's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Fake." Old man Xuan drank tea leisurely.
"I'll go!" Yang Dongxu raised his middle finger.
"The sparring time will be doubled tomorrow."
"I'll go!" Yang Dongxu sounded louder this time and raised two middle fingers.
Du Suo stood nearby and watched this scene with a smile, constantly stuffing meat into his mouth. With a lean body of 170, he didn't look really strong, but he couldn't stop talking without 10 big meat buns for breakfast. Nowadays, the big meat buns are not as filling as before, but they are not small in size. This kind of appetite really shocked Yang Dongxu.
You must know that his appetite is no smaller than that of an adult. He can only eat three big buns at most, but Du Suo eats three times as much as he does. At the same time, he also drinks a big bowl of meat porridge, and if there are chicken legs or something Yes, I will also stuff two of them. Yang Dongxu didn't understand the structure of his stomach after eating something so greasy in the morning.
"Yesterday afternoon, Tie Fugui came over." Old man Xuan, who usually skips breakfast and only likes to drink herbal tea prepared by himself, said while drinking tea.
"Did you beat him?" Yang Dongxu asked while chewing the bun.
