Looking at Yan Junning's appearance, Zhao Lan laughed out loud and said, "General Yan, you are the queen of the general, why don't you read more?"
Yan Junning narrowed his eyes slightly, remembering what happened in his childhood. He was a general but read very little, which was very strange. He couldn't help but shook his head and said lightly: "What is a soldier doing with so many books! The knife in his hand If you’re fast enough, you can cut off the prairie man’s head!”
Zhao Lan stopped his horse and asked curiously: "Have you finished cutting down the grassland people? They are human beings, and they will finish cutting down one day. What happens after you finish cutting down the grassland people?"
Yan Junning responded with a smile: "But what's the use of reading now? I will command a thousand people. I can beat those who can beat them, and those who can't beat me can't beat them. What can I do if I read a book?"
Zhao Lan smiled and patted the horse, and continued to move forward: "Reading books can cultivate your ambition!"
"Ambition?"
"Babahu City has arrived." Zhao Lan pointed to the city not far ahead, and the surrounding troops smiled and said, "Business matters."
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Changping Village.
Yang Huaming tapped the mouth of the stove with a dry tobacco pole and said angrily: "What do you mean by that? When you invite someone to dinner, don't the gentlemen just come here for the wine? Go to the village and ask, which restaurant doesn't give the guests wine when they are inviting guests? Drink well? If you don't drink well, no matter how many dishes there are, it's still a fly in the ointment, and it's also a lack of hospitality!"
Ms. Liu curled her lips: "Don't talk like that. To put it bluntly, it's you who is greedy for drinking. You dragged Xueyun to drink with you. Our daughter felt sorry for her savior and helped to hold back the drink. Only then did she If you are forced to vomit, you are the culprit."
Yang Huaming suddenly lost interest in arguing with Mr. Liu because another thing caught his attention.
"When you mention this, I really want to have a good talk with you," he waved to Mrs. Liu, motioning for her to come to him and squat down to listen.
Mrs. Liu had a look of disgust on her face, "If you have anything to say, just say it like this. I'm not deaf, so what are you doing in front of you? You drink and smoke cigarettes with your mouth, it stinks!"
Yang Huaming's face turned red with anger. This woman, I don't even dislike you for just pulling out a rotten tooth, but you do dislike me!
"What I'm telling you is related to our daughter's marriage. It's not good for outsiders to hear it if you speak loudly!" Yang Huaming said again.
Mrs. Liu reluctantly came to the stove and knelt down: "Hurry up and say it."
Yang Huaming said: "Did you notice anything at the banquet at noon?"
"What do you see? Yang Laosi, if you have anything to say, just say it. I have no interest in talking in circles with you!"
Yang Huaming was really pissed off by Madam Liu. Her temper was getting worse and worse. Could it be that just because she made more money than him, she could be so arrogant?
"I mean, I noticed that our daughter treats Liu Xueyun a little differently, especially when she was holding back his drink. A sentence suddenly popped into my head: The female foreign minister, could this be the case when she meets Liu Xueyun? Are you the one you like?"
Mrs. Liu's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and she slapped Yang Huaming on the elbow without even thinking about it.
"What are you talking about? Our daughter is kind-hearted and wants to repay others for saving her life. What you think is wretched!"
"What are you scolding, mother-in-law? My daughter has grown up, are you sure you understand all this?" Yang Huaming said while avoiding Mrs. Liu's slap.
"Have you ever seen her look like this since you were a child? She is obviously protecting her, for fear that I will get her drunk. Besides, Liu Xueyun is young and promising, and has a good appearance. This kind of man will definitely attract women. It’s rare!”
Mrs. Liu didn't hit Yang Huaming, but stayed there, carefully recalling every move of the three girls at the dinner table.
"Oh, don't let your crow's mouth fool you. Although Liu Xueyun is not bad, he is almost twenty-three, and he is seven years older than our third girl!" Mrs. Liu muttered.
"Also, he is a widower, and he has made up his mind not to marry again. If our daughter really falls in love with him, then she is looking for abuse! This is not going to happen. I will go and persuade her to give up this idea as soon as possible. !”
As soon as she stood up, before Yang Huaming could pull her, Liu stood still again.
"She finally fell asleep now. I'd better not talk about this now. Let her sleep for a while, and then talk to her when she wakes up." Mrs. Liu said to herself again.
Yang Huaming didn't think so, "I'm telling you this, I'm not telling you to say that. What I mean is that Liu Xueyun is a good young man. If our daughter is really that thoughtful, we can think of something."
"Have you drunkenly drunken your brain?" Mrs. Liu suddenly turned around, put her hands on her hips, and sprayed Yang Huaming's face with saliva.
"My mother-in-law died before me. She is seven years older than our daughter. She is always thinking about her deceased wife. My family is still in Changle County. What good is this marriage? I won't agree. A hundred people won't agree. Don't even think about it. My My daughter, I want to stay by my side and I am not allowed to marry far away!"
Yang Huaming knew it was too early to say this. He got up and ran out of the backyard amidst Liu's scolding, and went to chat with Yang Huazhong at the entrance of the village.
While cooking dinner, the third girl woke up.
"Here, drink this bowl of rice soup first to settle your stomach."
Mrs. Liu came from the kitchen, holding a bowl in her hand, and looked at the three girls sitting on the bed, feeling really distressed.
"Look at this face, where is the slightest bit of blood? You, you, why are you doing this? Drinking such a big bowl of soju will take a toll on your body."
Faced with Mrs. Liu's scolding, the third girl just smiled faintly, holding the rice soup in her hands and sipping it in small sips.
Mrs. Liu stood in front of the bed, looking at the three girls up and down, "Daughter, tell me honestly, do you care about that Liu Xueyun?"
The third girl almost choked.
She coughed a few times, raised her head and looked at Mr. Liu with a dumbfounded look: "Mother, what are you talking about? What are you talking about?"
Mrs. Liu waved her hand: "Hey, there are no outsiders here, it's just us and my mother. Is there anything we can't say? Don't be shy. Tell your mother what you think honestly."
The three girls remained silent, lowered their heads and continued to drink rice soup.
The long and dense eyelashes were gently fanned, covering the panic under the eyes.
"Don't just drink rice soup. Mom is asking you something. Have you fallen in love with someone else? Or do you want to repay your kindness? There are many ways to repay your kindness, but don't be stupid and spend your whole life in it..."
The third girl couldn't listen anymore and raised her head and said: "Mom, I don't even speak anymore, but you keep talking more and more energetically and further and further. What are you doing!"
"Mom, it's not for your own good. Mom doesn't want you to take the wrong path or do the wrong thing!" Mrs. Liu said.
The three girls were dumbfounded: "Mom, I just blocked a bowl of wine for Brother Liu, why do you think so much?"
"That means you don't like him? If that's the case, I'd be relieved." Mrs. Liu said.
The third girl was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to explain it.
