"He's living in our house?" Lin Yue said, "He's really good at it. He's determined to marry Ye Xiaolang's parents."
He left the hotel last night without knowing what happened in the hotel. He took it for granted that Ye Xiaolang's parents were picked up by Qiao Zuwang.
"No." Qiao Erqiang said with a dull look on his face: "They went there by themselves. They insist that our family give them an explanation, saying that you... that you have harmed their girl."
"That's right." Qiao Simei said angrily: "I get angry when I think of this. My eldest brother and Ye Xiaolang are obviously in free love. They stay together if they love each other, and they break up if they don't love each other. I said that my brother has harmed their daughter. I also said Ye Xiaolang is causing trouble to my eldest brother, I already knew that woman is not a fuel-efficient lamp."
After speaking, he took a big bite of the pear, as if he was chewing on Ye Xiaolang's flesh.
"Okay, don't be an afterthought." Qiao Sanli said, "Brother, what do you think we should do about this?"
Lin Yue said: "What should I do? Call the police."
Qiao Erqiang said: "Brother, isn't this... bad?"
"Do you think this matter can turn around? Will the future be easy for the father-in-law and mother-in-law like this?"
When the three of them heard this, they realized that this was indeed the case. Look at what Ye Xiaolang's parents did. On the day of their wedding, their daughter went to collect debts from her son-in-law, which made her angry. In anger, she refused to get married and went to live with her in-laws. If you don't leave, this marriage is really going to end, will Qiao Yicheng still have good things to eat in the future?
"Brother is right, we can't get married. We definitely can't get married like this." Qiao Simei said: "My sister-in-law is also a cultural person, how can I get a pair of parents like this? Bah, bah, bah, what sister-in-law is, it's Ye Xiaolang."
She changed her tune very quickly. A few minutes ago she was referring to her as "sister-in-law", but in the blink of an eye she was someone else.
Qiao Sanli said: "Brother, eldest...has Ye Xiaolang..."
Lin Yue knew what she wanted to ask: "She was here last night, and I asked her to pack her things and leave."
After hearing this answer, Qiao Sanli knew that there was no room for change in the marriage between her eldest brother and Ye Xiaolang, so she stopped trying to persuade her.
Qiao Simei finished chewing the pear and let out a long yawn: "Brother, can I sleep here for a while?"
Just now, I was focusing on the weird routines of Ye Xiaolang's parents and didn't pay attention to the mental state of the three people. As soon as Qiao Simei said something beautiful, he noticed that each of the three people had a pair of dark circles under their eyes. They thought they had been tortured last night. One night.
It's no wonder that the eldest brother went out of his way and overturned the table at the wedding. This in itself was a difficult thing to accept. If Ye Xiaolang's parents went to the house to make trouble again, how could the few of them sleep peacefully.
"Anyway, you don't have to go to work today. Sanli, you and Simei go to the back room to rest for a while. As for Erqiang, let's make do on the sofa."
Lin Yue made arrangements, got up and went to get the clothes on the hanger.
Qiao Sanli stood up and walked to him: "Brother, what are you doing?"
"I'm going to find Ye Xiaolang and ask her to take her parents away from our house."
"Then you have to tell her properly."
"Do not worry."
Lin Yue smiled at her, opened the door and walked out.
He first found a place to have breakfast, and then went for a walk around the Qinhuai River, Confucius Temple, Sanpailou Street, Xuanwu Lake, Nanjing Yangtze River Bridge...
This couldn't help but remind him of the days in "To Our Mortal Youth", and his heart was full of nostalgia.
The streets of Nanjing in 1990 were not yet a bustling world. It seemed that everyone had more time than 30 years later. When meeting acquaintances, they would stop and chat for a few words about the new seasonal fruits and vegetables in the vegetable market. Wherever it is to be demolished, what kind of building is going to be built? The most luxurious hotel now is the Jinling Hotel. The Confucius Temple is not a purely commercial street. In the future, the bus No. 25, which will be the most crowded, will always be full of people. The grain and oil stores and department stores on the roadside The building vaguely bears the shadow of planned economy.
Near noon, he went to the Nanjing Daily where Ye Xiaolang worked, but saw no one. Ye Xiaolang's best friend Liu Xiaomeng said something sinister, meaning that he had done such an outrageous thing last night and fell asleep. Come here to beg for forgiveness and reconciliation as soon as you wake up? There is no such good thing in the world.
Lin Yue burst into laughter and told her very seriously that he came to Ye Xiaolang with no intention of getting back together because her parents stayed in the old house of Qiao's family and affected the daily life of her younger siblings. Please She went to take her parents away, that was enough.
After saying this, Liu Xiaomeng, who was left confused, turned and left.
12:30 noon.
He returned to the rented one-bedroom apartment. As soon as the door opened, the smell of meat hit his nostrils, and the sound of cooking came from the kitchen.
"Brother, you are back."
As Qiao Simei whirred, that face full of collagen came into view. He took off his clothes and handed them to her, tilting his head towards the kitchen.
"Second brother is cooking."
As if to confirm her explanation, Qiao Erqiang wiped the sweat on his face with the towel hanging around his neck, and said to Lin Yue: "Yesterday, the Sichuan eldest sister from the binding factory taught me a Sichuan dish, boiled pork slices, four beautiful dishes. She asked me to cook it for her, and Sanli also asked me to cook some dishes and have a few drinks with you."
"This Sanli has so many things going on."
Among the five children of the Qiao family, apart from Qiao Yicheng, the smartest one is Qiao Sanli. She is the kind of person who is smart and smart. She occasionally has a little temper, but overall she is well-behaved and obedient, which can be regarded as a drama. The most worry-free sister in the world.
"Where's Sanli?"
Qiao Simei said: "On the balcony."
Lin Yue looked towards the living room and saw Qiao Sanli holding a few pieces of freshly washed clothes and putting them on the clothesline.
"Brother is back?"
She heard the footsteps behind her, hung the clothes hanger holding the shirt on the beam, and walked into the living room with the washbasin: "I saw a lot of dirty clothes piled up in the bedroom, and I thought I would wear them for work tomorrow, so I washed them for you. "
"Thank you, Sanli." Lin Yue felt a little relieved in his heart.
In the real world, he is an only child with no siblings. There are cousins, but because the relationship is relatively distant, their names most often appear in comparisons between adults. After having the system, I have experienced many worlds and have never been someone else's brother. Now I suddenly have two younger sisters, which feels pretty good.
Qiao Sanli thought that he would go to work tomorrow and he would help with the laundry today. Would it be okay if he could be replaced by Ye Xiaolang? Not to mention washing clothes and not making breakfast. In the TV series, Qiao Yicheng wore a vest under his jacket on his first day at work after getting married. Fortunately, Song Qingyuan lent him a shirt.
"Brother, how was your discussion?"
She tried to endure it, but she still couldn't.
Lin Yue answered truthfully: "I didn't see anyone."
"Is she angry? Is she avoiding you on purpose?"
She was definitely angry, and she was naive if she thought doing so would change the situation: "Let her be."
"Then over there at the old house..."
Not seeing Ye Xiaolang means that there is no solution to the issue that her parents are staying at home to clarify. Qiao Sanli is a little worried about Qiao Zuwang.
Lin Yue said: "I think it's good to give him a headache. After knowing who Ye Xiaolang's parents are, they won't force me to marry Ye Xiaolang."
"Yes, brother is right." Qiao Simei sat down next to him, put her arms around her, rested her head on his shoulder, looked up at his profile and said, "Who asked him to help Ye Xiaolang last night? My parents deserve to be tortured by those two old guys."
"In hindsight! Last night you said that my eldest brother was crazy."
"Did I say that? Why don't I remember."
The way Qiao Simei pretends to be stupid is more ridiculous than cute, because Lin Yue, who accepts Qiao Yicheng's memory, knows very well what kind of tricks she has.
"Qiao Simei, don't get close to me. If you get close to me, nothing good will happen."
"Brother, how can you say that? Aren't I happy?"
"Brother's marriage is over, are you still happy?"
"Oh, Third Sister, wouldn't he be able to move back to his old house?"
Qiao Sanli looked at the spirited girl who was full of ghosts with a puzzled look on her face. She wanted to believe her words, but she felt that this was not her style.
"Sanli, come here and serve the food." At this time, Qiao Erqiang's voice came from the kitchen.
"Hey, here we come." Qiao Sanli quickly agreed, flicked the remaining moisture on her hands, and quickly walked into the kitchen.
When Qiao Simei saw the third sister leaving, she rubbed her head up and said into Lin Yue's ear: "Brother, I see there is an unbranded red woolen sweater on the sofa in the bedroom. Is it Ye Xiaolang's? ?”
"Oh, that's a wedding gift from my colleagues at work. I haven't had time to give it to her yet."
"Then since you broke up with her, why not...give it to me? Look, it's getting colder and colder today. I bought this sweater three years ago."
Lin Yue opened her hand from holding his arm and said, "Qiao Simei, I knew you would be up to no good."
"Brother..."
"Okay, okay, take it away."
"Big brother is the best to me."
"Is he treating you better than Qi Weimin?"
"hey-hey."
Qiao Simei just giggled.
"What are you two talking about?" Qiao Sanli brought two plates of food to the table and looked at them with confusion.
Qiao Simei immediately changed her face and said in a fake tone: "I am discussing Niklasov's poems with my eldest brother."
Lin Yue corrected: "That's Nekrasov."
"Oh, oh, yes, Nekrasov."
"Stop chatting, the dishes are all here, let's eat quickly." Qiao Erqiang came over with the boiled meat slices he had just made.
Lin Yue glanced at the food on the table.
A plate of fried peanuts, a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, a plate of tofu mixed with green onions, and a large bowl of boiled pork slices just out of the pot.
After setting the dishes and chopsticks, the four of them had just sat down when there was a knock on the door from outside.
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