Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

At the dinner table, Mrs. Yan chatted a lot with Yan Wanqing. She was pleasantly surprised to find that although Yan Wanqing was young, she had her own unique views on many things.

Madam Yan looked at Yan Wanqing appreciatively, "Wanqing, if I didn't know your age, I think you have more social experience than me just by chatting."

"Social experience is all born out of one fall."

"That's right."

She was able to have what she is today, and she also suffered a lot when she was young.

Yan Xuehui looked at Yan Wanqing and Mrs. Yan, who were having a good time talking, her eyes were covered by her bangs.

She looked blankly at the confident and beautiful Yan Wanqing, and suddenly became suspicious.

Is it really that Yan Wanqing who is sitting opposite her is the dumb Yan Wanqing who doesn't dare to scream even after being bullied?

When did she become so talkative?

And the content of the talk is esoteric and difficult to understand.

Looking at the old lady again, she usually doesn't even smile at her, but when facing Yan Wanqing, the smile on her mouth never fades.

Is this the difference between real and non-natural?
Yan Xuehui felt very uncomfortable.

Yan Jun also liked to listen to Yan Wanqing's words, "Wanqing, I heard that you and Xincheng jointly opened a stewed meat shop."

"Yes."

Yan Jun said: "I have been to Xincheng's braised meat shop, and the business is very good. It seems that I have not only experience, but also great foresight!"

"Uncle Yan praised you."

"You deserve my compliment." He looked at Yan Zhengqing, "Yan Zhengqing is my youngest son, and he is also in business. I think you should have more common language."

Yan Zhengqing hurriedly waved his hands, and said in fear: "I dare not have a common language with her."

"what happened?"

"Because someone has a heart for her, and a friend's wife can't bully her."

The corner of Yan Jun's mouth twitched twice, and he tapped Yan Zhengqing's forehead twice with clean chopsticks, "I asked you to discuss experience with Wanqing, who told you to snatch him back home, are you a bandit who wants to change?"

The bandits who are different and change their minds...

Yan Wanqing burst out laughing.

The metaphor is really...

Seeing that Yan Wanqing was happy, Yan Zhengqing spread his hands helplessly, "The bandits are the bandits!"

The meal was enjoyable, and Yan's family liked Yan Wanqing very much, only Yan Jing's family of three remained silent.

Old Madam Yan didn't want to disturb the atmosphere at the dinner table, so she simply turned a blind eye and pretended that they didn't exist.

In fact, Yan Jing also wanted to talk to Yan Wanqing, but her eyes never stayed on him, and he had no chance to interrupt.

Yan Jing's heart was empty, and he looked enviously at the elder brother who was talking to Yan Wanqing.

After the meal, the old lady brought the fruit to the living room.

"Wanqing, are you in the second year of junior high school this year?"

"Yes."

"We're in the same grade as Huihui, but you're not in Yingcai, are you?"

"No, I'm in No. [-] Middle School next to Yingcai."

"Yingcai is the school with the strongest teachers, environment, and education in Haishi. Why don't you choose Yingcai?"

The old lady was asking what Yan Wanqing meant, if Yan Wanqing liked Yingcai, she could find someone to stuff her in.

"Elite is impeccable in every aspect, but I still think the school and teachers that suit me are the most important."

"Although No.[-] High School has a poor reputation than Yingcai, I like its teaching environment and teachers."

Yan Wanqing has absolute freedom in No.[-] Middle School.

The principal supports and understands her time, and Xu Kai also takes good care of her.

Yingcai has resisted her from the very beginning, and even if she goes to school in Yingcai, she will not get such freedom.

Mrs. Yan nodded, "The most important thing is to be suitable for you. If you choose a school that is not suitable for you, even if it is the strongest, you can only hang on the tail."

The old lady meant nothing else when she said this, but Yan Xuehui automatically understood that the old lady was pointing fingers at Sang and scolding Huai.

"It's getting late, I should leave."

Madam Yan glanced at the time, only to realize that it was already eleven o'clock.

She looked at Yan Wanqing, reluctant to leave her.

She really likes this girl who has the same temper, personality, and three views as her.

Mrs. Yan grabbed Yan Wanqing's little hand and refused to let go, "I have a lot of guest rooms, why don't you leave tonight, how about resting here?"

"My godfather and godmother are still waiting for me at home."

"Shall I call your home and explain?"

"I don't have a phone in my house."

"How about I ask Xiaoqing to go to your house?"

The old lady really wanted to keep Yan Wanqing.

Yan Wanqing declined dumbfoundedly, "I still have class tomorrow."

Yan Jun opened his mouth to help Yan Wanqing out, "Mom, Wanqing has class tomorrow, and she has to do her homework when she goes back. Let Xiaoqing send her back tonight, and let Xiaoqing pick her up to visit our house at another day."

"Wanqing, will you come to my house as a guest in the future?"

Mrs. Yan looked at Yan Wanqing anxiously, worried that she would not come in the future.

"It depends on the situation. If I have time in the future, I will come to visit you."

No matter how reluctant Mrs. Yan was, she would let go of her hand.

The moment she let go of Yan Wanqing's hand, she always felt empty in her heart, as if there was something that passed by that she couldn't grasp.

"I am leaving, bye."

Yan Jun waved his hand, "Wanqing, come and play next time!"

Yan Jing also pushed forward and said the first sentence of the night, "Wanqing, thank you for saving my mother."

Yan Wanqing's expression was indifferent, and she didn't respond to Yan Jing. She raised the car window and gave him a cold profile.

The expression on Yan Jing's face turned petrified.

It was Yan Zhengqing who sent Yan Wanqing home, and he was used to observing words and demeanor.

"Wanqing, don't you like my second uncle?"

Yan Zhengqing observed for a long time. When Yan Wanqing talked to his father and grandma, there was a smile on his face, but he controlled his eyes and didn't even look at Yan Jing.

Even when Yan Jing talked to him, she responded with indifference.

She is against Yan Jing.

"No dislikes, no likes."

"what about me?"

"If you can keep your mouth shut, I'll give you a good face."

Yan Zhengqing: "..."

Being rejected by Wanqing makes me feel very sad.

Yan Zhengqing closed her mouth, and Yan Wanqing felt that her ears were much clearer.

She leaned her head against the car window, staring at the stars above her in a daze.

Yan Zhengqing slowed down the car and asked her to enjoy the night quietly.

Jiang Mo was waiting for Yan Wanqing at the door.

"Wanqing."

Yan Zhengqing looked at Jiang Mo's impatient look, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice, "My house is not a dragon's pool or a tiger's den, so I'm worried about you."

Jiang Mo stood beside Yan Wanqing, his black eyes glanced at him casually, "You really don't have any clues about your family in your heart."

Yan Zhengqing: "..."

What happened to their family?
Brothers and friends, harmony and friendship, how wonderful!
"You can go, be careful on the road."

Jiang Mo took Yan Wanqing's hand and went home.

Yan Zhengqing shouted from behind, "Won't you invite me in for a cup of tea?"