After Zhou Ya came, Yang Dongxu's life became much more regular. Although he was very tired at the company every day, he would accompany Zhou Ya and have breakfast in the morning, and walk around the community with her after dinner in the evening.
On weekends, the two of them would drive together to go shopping or play. They were definitely a model husband. Then less than half a month later, Yang's mother came to Shanghai in person.
"What's so good about the city? There are so many people and it's so noisy. How nice it is to be on the balcony at home. I don't know if these vegetables have been treated with pesticides." As soon as she entered the door, Yang Ma didn't like anything.
Yang Dongxu, on the other hand, could only smile bitterly and start carrying large and small bags of things into the house. Not only was he carrying things, but Du Fei and others also came to help.
Neighbors who occasionally passed by the door couldn't help but curiously stretched their heads to take a look. If they hadn't found some chicken, duck, fish and other eggs, they would have thought that the neighbor couple who had just moved in were moving.
Yang Dongxu didn't dare to speak and buried his head in the refrigerator. He couldn't keep those live chickens and ducks on his balcony. Even if he could, his neighbors would definitely have objections because they smelled too much, so he just got out of the car. Send it to the Yang Family Banquet's kitchen to handle it.
But just like this, the refrigerator is still full of things, and there are still many things on the floor that cannot be stuffed in. Yang Dongxu had no choice but to ask Du Fei and others to get into the car and drive them to the Yang Family Banquet. The Yang Family Banquet had a separate refrigerated warehouse in the back kitchen, otherwise he would have to go out and buy another freezer.
"Mom, stop being busy, just let Dongxu do the work. Sit down and drink some water." Zhou Ya said.
"Sit still and drink the water while I pour it myself. Do you want to eat fruit? I'll help you wash the peaches and apricots that just came home." Before Zhou Ya could answer, Cui Ma took the fruits to the kitchen and washed them. Follow up and help.
Zhou Ya looked at her husband helplessly.
"That" Yang Dongxu didn't know what to say for a while.
He would definitely have a headache if the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was not getting along, but the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was too harmonious. Regarding my relationship with my mother, Zhou Yabi still cares about his biological daughter. What do you want him to say?
"If I continue to be raised like this by my mother, I'm afraid I will turn into a waste." Zhou Ya carefully looked back at the kitchen and whispered.
Yang's mother took care of her so meticulously, even more meticulously than putting clothes on her hands and opening her mouth, just helping her wash her hands and face, which made her feel so uncomfortable that she came to the magic city to find Yang Dongxu.
Seeing his wife's helpless face and dissatisfied look that didn't know how to get angry, Yang Dongxu just took a deep breath and walked towards the kitchen.
"Mom, is my sister's due date coming soon?" Yang Dongxu leaned against the kitchen door and said. Zhou Ya, who was sitting on the sofa, gave her husband a thumbs up.
"It's the beginning of June," Yang's mother said. She was talking about the lunar calendar. The older generation calculates the months this way. According to the solar calendar, it should be mid-July, which is the next month.
"It's just after the wheat harvest and there's nothing to do. Why don't you and my father go to my sister's place to visit? I'll leave the house to my uncle and treat it as a trip.
It just so happens that my dad keeps talking about how well my brother-in-law raises wild boars, right? Nowadays, people are very fond of this, so it just so happens that you can come over and visit and learn.
By the way, I will be fine in a few days, so I will take Zhou Ya with you. There are more mountains and air in Sichuan, so I will take Zhou Ya to relax. "Yang Dongxu continued.
"Why are you so distracted? How can a pregnant woman run back and forth like this? How tiring it is to climb up a mountain so high?" Yang's mother glanced at her son.
However, I couldn't help but feel a little worried when I thought that my eldest daughter was about to give birth. Although my eldest daughter came home once and stayed with her for a while, I haven't seen her for almost two months now. Although I can call her, I can't see her. People's hearts are indeed not at ease.
"Then how about I accompany you there and Zhou Ya stays at home."
"Why do you like to run out so much? How can you do it when there is no one around Zhou Ya? Your father and I will go over and take a look. You can take good care of Xiaoya for me. When we come back, you guys can go back to the village with me. Where are you working? Are you so busy? Why make so much money? As long as the family is safe and has enough money to spend." Yang's mother snorted.
It was good that the son didn't mention his eldest daughter, but he felt even more uneasy when he mentioned it. After all, this was the first time he was a grandma, and he was as excited and happy as his in-laws' grandson.
When Yang Ma came to take care of Zhou Ya, Cui Ma had to sit in the back row. Yang Dongxu was kicked out of the bedroom to sleep in the living room by Yang Ma, so that the young man could not control himself and cause harm to the fetus.
Originally, I thought that I would stay with my wife until my mother went to my eldest sister's house, which would only be a little over a week until the end of the month. Unexpectedly, he was about to leave the Magic City before my mother left.
"Be diligent when you can help wherever you can. Don't be ignorant of everything." Yang's mother at the Magic City Airport told her son, "Xiaoya is at home and I will take good care of you. Don't worry outside. Come back as soon as you have something done."
"You know, Mom, it only takes two or three days. I'll come back as soon as the matter over there is resolved." Yang Dongxu waved his hand, Du Fei carried his bag and followed the two people on the plane.
A few hours later, the plane landed in Hong Kong. As soon as it left the airport, a car drove over. Du Fei put his luggage in the trunk, gestured to the car behind him, and sat in the co-pilot's seat.
Instead of entering the city, he went directly to the rich family's old house. As soon as the car stopped, Fu Dehai, dressed in mourning clothes, and several other sons, plus a third generation like Fu Chaming came over to salute him.
"My condolences." Yang Dongxu could only stretch out his hand to comfort him.
The rich old man was not in good health after the Chinese New Year. He spent the past six months in the hospital. Although everyone had been mentally prepared before, when he actually left, Yang Dongxu suddenly felt a little empty in his heart.
Because the rich old man is a few years younger than the old man Xuan. Although the old man is over seventy, there seems to be no difference in appearance between ninety and seventy years old, but where does age matter after all.
After going in to see the old man's body, Yang Dongxu didn't stay much longer in the rich family's old house. My family is very busy with funeral matters, so there is no need to stay and let others entertain me. The funeral won't start until tomorrow.
As a friend, he arrived early, and then came over to pay homage tomorrow, as long as he followed the etiquette. There really are other things that we can sit down and talk about after the rich old man is buried.
"I heard that your grades have dropped again this semester. If you don't do well in the final exam, how will I deal with you?" There are many people from the mainland who come to pay homage to the rich old man. Some of them are just acquaintances with Yang Dongxu, but there is one person who is very familiar to him and is not someone else's. It's the little tiger head who is still in school.
Mr. Yi and Mr. Fu were also old friends before. When Mr. Yi passed away, the rich brothers arrived. Now that the rich old man has passed away, Little Tiger Head will naturally come over.
In recent years, Yang Dongxu has spent less time in Yanjing, and Xiao Hutou basically lived on campus after high school, so the two of them didn't see each other much. However, when they met, they slapped Xiao Hutou on the back of the head, and then The feeling of scolding someone is very familiar.
"Just wait two more years. Master Du Suo said that once a person passes thirty, his energy and blood begin to decline. In another two years, I will be able to beat you." Xiao Hutou looked at Yang Dongxu very unconvinced.
"Do you believe this? How old is your Uncle Du Suo? Do you think it was your Uncle Du Suo who was more powerful in the past or your uncle Du Suo now." Yang Dongxu snorted.
"That's different!" Xiao Hutou roared, but looking at the troubled look on his face, it seemed that he was very unhappy that the time to defeat Yang Dongxu had to be postponed for a few years.
"What's the difference? Didn't your Uncle Du Suo tell you that I practiced internal martial arts? And I also practiced Taoist Qi-nurturing Kung Fu. Compared with external martial arts, which takes a strong and fierce route and relies on the body to make a living, internal martial arts You can maintain your peak for a long time. And maybe it will get better as you get older."
Yang Dongxu pinched his fingers. If it weren't for the inconvenience of being in the room, he would have taught Xiao Hu a lesson, and then he would feel the gap between the two again.
"I don't want to go to school." Xiao Hu's head and shoulders slumped, and he sat on the sofa with a dejected look.
"Huh?" Yang Dongxu was stunned for a moment. The topic was changed a bit abruptly, but then he reacted and said angrily, "If you don't want to go to school, what do you want to do? Do you want to go to heaven?"
"With my grades, I won't be able to get into college next year even if I work hard. The school leaders asked me to become an athlete, but I don't want to be an athlete."
Yang Dongxu's expression was obviously stunned again. Unexpectedly, Xiao Hutou gave such a reason. He frowned slightly and asked, "If you don't want to go to school or be an athlete, what do you want to do?"
Only then did he realize that no matter how much he bullied the little tiger, he could not ignore that he was almost eighteen years old this year, and he was a young man starting to have his own thoughts.
Although I help to discipline him because of my close relationship with the old man and the fact that Xiao Hutou lost his father at a young age, there are some things that since the child has grown up, he must respect the child's ideas.
"I want to play football." Xiao Hutou said with eyes shining.
"Didn't you say you don't want to be an athlete?" Yang Dongxu glared at him angrily, feeling that this little brat dared to play tricks on him after not playing for a while.
"The school physical education teacher asked me to sign up for the 100-meter race. I don't want to be a 100-meter athlete. I like playing football. I have liked playing football since I was a child." Xiao Hutou said with some excitement.
Yang Dongxu frowned with a thoughtful look on his face. He was not surprised when the school teacher suggested that the little tiger head run 100 meters. Because compared to him who specialized in Taoist health-preserving mental methods since he was a child, Xiao Hutou mainly focuses on external Kung Fu and internal mental methods and only practices them concurrently.
Because he became a monk halfway through, he couldn't be like Yang Dongxu, who spent a lot of money on physical training and qi training like Yang Dongxu. If he specialized in internal medicine, he wouldn't have achieved anything in more than ten years.
It was unrealistic for a hot-blooded boy to remain unwavering in the Xiu Nei family for more than ten years, so Du Suo taught the little Hutou how to get faster results and to practice horizontal kung fu.
However, although he followed the horizontal training route, under the guidance of a famous teacher, Xiao Hutou did not train to death, and the flexibility of his young body was maintained very well.
Coupled with a height of more than 1.8 meters, the explosion of horizontal kung fu and the coordination and flexibility of the body are indeed very suitable for running a 100-meter sprint. If you find a professional coach to train, you will be a good candidate for gold medals.
He was not surprised that Little Hutou liked football, because since he was a child, this guy would hold a football and kick it around without being beaten often. I often got into fights at school because of playing football.
But Yang Dongxu always thought that these were children's play, but he didn't expect that Xiao Hutou wanted to make this a career.
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