A leisurely life that begins with the possession of a game character

Zhang Lan said with a smile: "Mom, next time you want to talk to someone as a matchmaker, just say that you know both sides of the situation. If we find out about the situation like today after we get married, I won't blame you as the matchmaker."

"I made it very clear from the beginning why they were complaining about me. I just gave them a clue. When the time comes, just give them a courtesy. Don't talk to me about anything after we meet. That's it. Let’s see what the two children say.”

What Zhang Lan's mother said was very clear, but Zhang Lan knew that this was what her mother said, saying that she didn't care about this or that. When things came to an end, no matter how much she said, she should do what she should do and help what she should do. It will still help. Zhang Lan's mother has such a personality. She is nagging, but what she says and what she actually does are completely different.

"You should call me, Aunt Li, now and ask what's going on. It's too late. I don't think this matchmaker is suitable," Zhang Lan said.

Zhang Lan's mother took the phone, opened WeChat and sent a video call to someone while saying: "You know everything. If you say it's inappropriate, it's inappropriate. I don't see anything inappropriate, as long as two people are willing. Hey, Is it Chunye? I, Li Ying, will I be free here? "

"It's Zhang Lan's mother. You can tell me anything when you're free." Li Chunye said with a smile on the other end of the phone.

"It's nothing. Didn't someone leave just now? I'll give you a call to see what Qiaoyun thinks. No matter if you win or not, I can give you a reply."

Facing Zhang Lan's mother's inquiry, Li Chunye looked embarrassed, sighed and said: "Let me tell you, actually I think this kid is also a winner. He has a house and a car in the city, and he is an honest person. But now my girl Qiaoyun is like this It doesn't make sense, you're so embarrassed when you come back, and you're still in the house talking to people on the phone right now. But I'm sorry, Zhang Lan's mother, this matter has made you worry so much."

Zhang Lan's mother said with a smile: "What did you say? What's wrong with that? It's not normal to say that the matchmaker is unwilling. If a family has a girl from hundreds of families, they can't be willing to accept it. If Qiaoyun doesn't Needless to say, if you are willing, it’s up to the children. If they don’t want to, it’s useless no matter how hard the adults work.”

"Who says it's not the case? I don't know what this girl is thinking about every day. She is about to turn , so she doesn't know what it means to be anxious. When I talk about her, she still says You are noisy, so you don't have to worry about it. If this was someone else's daughter, I wouldn't talk about her. Whether she gets married or not doesn't matter to me." Li Chunye sighed as he spoke.

Zhang Lan's mother comforted her: "Qiaoyun, you don't have to worry about getting married, so you don't have to be in a hurry. Just be an adult and take care of her."

After the two chatted for a while, Zhang Lan's mother hung up the phone. He raised his head and clapped his hands and said to Zhang Lan: "Look, I knew I was going to pull him down, so when I left, it seemed impossible to tell."

Zhang Lan nodded and said with a smile: "If you don't succeed, you won't succeed. It just so happens that you don't have to worry about it, so you can do something else without worrying."

"Hey, that's what you said. I was also trying to accumulate some virtue. I thought it was appropriate at first, but who would have thought that I would get this for me when we met." Zhang Lan's mother said helplessly.

Zhang Lan no longer wants to comment on this matter. There are reasons why some people remain. In other words, due to the existence of family planning, it is difficult for people of Zhang Lan's generation to get married. There are many more men than women who can adapt to it. Therefore, there are many people of Zhang Lan's generation who get married within ten years.

Coupled with the prevalence of only children, marriage is difficult and the divorce rate is relatively high. The reason is that everyone has been pampered and raised, so why should I give you face? If we can live, we will live; if we can't, we will leave.

"Is anyone there? Zhang Lan! Are you at home?"

While he was talking, someone called Zhang Lan's name in the yard. The voice was Zhang Hu, and Zhang Lan shouted back: "We are sitting in the main room, come in."

After the words fell, there were footsteps outside the door. Zhang Hu came in with a smile and said, "Auntie is at home too. Zhang Lan, what are you doing in the house? Let's take a walk. Get up and go fishing together."

Zhang Lan quickly shook his head and said: "Forget it, you should go fishing by yourself. What time is it already? You are planning to fish until midnight."

Zhang Hu is really addicted to fishing. The day Zhang Lan came back, Zhang Hu took her to go fishing at night. It means fishing for a while and then returning home before twelve o'clock. Good guy, when you sit there, you look like a stone man. Zhang Lan kept urging him four times. It wasn't until almost five o'clock in the morning that Zhang Hu stopped and walked home.

When they arrived at the national highway at the entrance of the village, the breakfast vendor had already set up his stall, and the two of them caught up with the first steamed buns to be released.

It's not that he can't stay up late, it's just that Zhang Lan really can't accept this way of staying up late most of the night. He is not addicted to fishing now, but he also knows that some people are extremely interested in this. Zhang Hu can fish however he wants, as long as he doesn't get involved.

Seeing Zhang Lan hurriedly shaking his head to refuse, Zhang Hu said with a smile: "Seeing that you refuse quickly, I just said it. Don't worry, I'm not here to fish with you this time."

"Is there anything else?" Zhang Lan asked.

"The boss will come and tell you later that he wants to discuss something with you. Auntie, these oranges are delicious to you. Where did you buy them?"

Zhang Hu sat down on the sofa, reached for the orange and began to peel it. While eating, he asked Zhang Lan's mother where she bought the orange.

Zhang Lan's mother said with a smile: "I don't know where to buy it. They are all gifts from others. If you want to eat, I will pick up some to go. There are plenty at home. You guys can talk here, I will go to the factory to take a look. Come on. It’s time to get off work.”

"Auntie, please drive slower on the road. Students are on holiday today and there are many cars on the road." Zhang Hu replied with a smile.

Seeing his mother driving an electric three-wheeler to the factory to hand over and reconcile the accounts, Zhang Lan asked Zhang Hu, who was eating an orange next to him: "What do you and the boss want from me?"

"The boss has found a cemetery and wants you to see if you are successful. If you are successful, I will rent that plot and move the ancestral graves there." Zhang Hu said.

Zhang Lan felt that he had heard wrongly, and couldn't help but ask again: "What do you mean? The boss wants to move the ancestral grave? Has he discussed it?"

Although Zhang Lan's father and others of his generation are now old and no longer care about anything. But when it comes to such a big matter as relocating ancestral graves, Zhang Lan feels that it is useless for Zhang Jialin to take the lead, or that Zhang Lan and his generation have no use in discussing it.

Zhang Hu explained: "The boss has found a place to let you see if you win first. If you win, we will talk about it later. If you don't win, it will be useless to discuss it."

Zhang Lan nodded: "That's right, where is the place? Is it around our village?"

Seeing Zhang Hu nod in agreement, Zhang Lan said speechlessly: "There are many good places around our village. Many people have looked for them, let alone places like ancestral tombs that require large pieces of land."