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As soon as he arrived at the door of the study, he saw Yang Mi's father, Yang Dingguo, wearing a white Chinese tunic suit, writing with a brush.

Seeing this, Xu Lan quickened her pace a little, walked quickly to the door of the study, and said, "Dingguo, why do you have such a big heart?"

"What time is it, and you are still writing. Last time you were not here, my daughter was very unhappy. My daughter and son-in-law will be back soon. You can figure it out."

"Come back when you come back, right at home, not outside." Yang Dingguo said calmly.

"Humph!"

Xu Lan glared fiercely, put her hands on her hips and said, "Yang Dingguo, it's the first time for my daughter to bring her son-in-law back for the New Year, should we show it out of courtesy?"

At this time, Yang Dingguo, who was writing with his head down, raised his head slightly to look at Xu Lan, and complained angrily: "You are stupid, I have never heard of a son-in-law who came to the door for the first time, and I, as an old man, have to go Wait for him at the door."

"Uh···"

Hearing Yang Dingguo's words, Xu Lan was also a little speechless.

That's right, where does the son-in-law come to the door, and the woman's parents stand at the door to greet her?

After Xu Lan was stunned for a moment, she thought to herself: "I'm going to do this, it seems that my Yang Mi won't be able to get married, and finally someone wants it. I'm so excited as a mother-in-law."

"It seems that this is really the case!"

After thinking about it, Xu Lan felt that she was too excited just now. After all, Zhang Xiao's excellence made her very satisfied.

Coupled with the fact that her daughter and Zhang Xiao seem to be husband and wife, Xu Lan, a mother, is naturally very happy.

As the saying goes, when a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she looks at her, the happier she becomes.

The last time Yang Mi brought Zhang Xiao home and cooked a meal, when Xu Lan saw the two standing together, she felt that they were a perfect match.

At this moment, the nanny ran over quickly and shouted: "I'm back, I'm back, the lady and the uncle are back."

===Chapter 71 The pride of the Yang family in the army

"Cough cough~~~"

Xu Lan pretended to cough twice, and said calmly, "I'll be right back when you come back. Seeing how you're making a fuss, how decent is it?"

"Go, bring the two of them here."

The nanny was stunned when she saw Xu Lan's calm appearance, and she was even more puzzled.

Wasn't Madam very excited just now, and she has been waiting at the door, why is she so calm now that someone is here?

How strange!

However, as the Yang family's nanny, she naturally knows how to measure, what to say and what not to say, she nodded and said: "Okay, I'll bring them over right away.!"

The scene just now was seen by Yang Dingguo in the study, and shook his head with a sigh.

Outsiders don't know, doesn't he know his wife?

He looked extremely calm on the surface, but in fact he was already excited inside.

In fact, in Yang Dingguo's heart, he was also looking forward to seeing Zhang Xiao. On the one hand, he wanted to meet the man his daughter chose, and on the other hand, he wanted to see what kind of person Zhang Xiao was, so that the Yang family could investigate. no real background.

at this time.

After hearing the sound of someone coming, Xu Lan outside the door couldn't bear her temper anymore, and shouted: "Mimi, you can be regarded as coming back."

"Zhang Xiao welcomes you as a guest at home!"

Zhang Xiao's gentle voice sounded: "Hello, Auntie, I'm sorry to bother you."

Neither humble nor overbearing, polite.

Yang Dingguo in the study looked calm on the surface, as if he was concentrating on the words on his hand, but he didn't notice anyone coming, but he was actually observing secretly.

"Dad, your word is getting worse and worse!"

Yang Dingguo, who was pretending to concentrate on writing quietly, suddenly heard his daughter's voice.

What made him feel very uncomfortable was that Yang Mi actually said that his handwriting was getting worse and worse?

The originally smooth copybook suddenly faltered at the last stroke, and the whole copybook was considered useless.

"Hey···"

Yang Dingguo sighed helplessly.

Looking at Yang Mi who was standing beside her with some blame, she opened her mouth, wanting to reprimand her, but when she saw the face of her precious daughter, she couldn't say anything.

He could only helplessly say: "You girl, what do you know?"

Hearing Yang Dingguo's words, Yang Mi showed a very dissatisfied expression on her face, and said, "Why don't I understand?"

Although she really didn't understand it very well, but after reading the copybook written by Zhang Xiao, it is really impossible to look at the copybook written by her father!

Yang Dingguo laughed angrily at Yang Mi's words, and asked, "Then tell me, what kind of word is good?"

"Huh!" Yang Mi snorted coquettishly, and asked dissatisfied: "Are you still not convinced?"

After finishing speaking, he ran outside the house, picked up a copybook from Zhang Xiao's hand, glanced at it, and returned to the study after making sure he hadn't missed it.

Showing off his power, he waved the rice paper in his hand and said triumphantly, "Dad, I didn't hit you. If I let you read the words inside, you will understand why I said your words are no good."

"Yo yo yo, my precious daughter, do you really think your father and I are a bumpkin?" Yang Dingguo couldn't help but joked when Yang Mi laughed angrily.

What a joke, as Yang Dingguo, he has seen many ancient characters, even he has collected a lot.

Of course there are many better words than myself, but it is not enough for my daughter to say that!

Of course, if you encounter really good characters, you can admire them.

"Hmph, then I'll show you!"

When Yang Mi saw that her father was still in disbelief, she immediately felt a little unconvinced.

He grabbed the rice paper that was originally on the table, crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can.

Seeing Yang Mi's actions, Yang Dingguo was taken aback.

This is my own handwriting, so my daughter threw it into the trash can?

With a very uncomfortable mood, he walked forward and said in his heart: "I want to see, which master's name is it that can make my daughter treat me like this."

When he walked to the table, the pair of rice paper in Yang Mi's hand had already been spread out by her.