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Yang Sheng has always had a wish, that is to build a big house in his hometown.He used to help others build houses, and he was very envious when he saw other people's new houses in the village.Over the years, Yang Xiwo has sent a lot of money home to fulfill his wish.

As soon as Yang Sheng's wish was fulfilled, he began to arrange Luo Yangxi's marriage, but looking at this Jiangjing City, who is worthy of his son?

"Small me, when are you dating?" Yang Sheng asked Yang Xi me in the video.

"I always have."

"Then bring it back to me during the Chinese New Year. Dad doesn't mind if she's not as educated, as good-looking, or as smart as you."

"Row."

After Yang Xiwo came back from get off work, Song Yuan was frying steak for Yang Xiwo, listening to music, shaking his head and humming.As soon as he heard the sound of closing the door, Song Yuan immediately turned off the stereo, brought the steak on the plate to the dining table, and said with a smile: "Today, you are lucky, my company's customer gave me a bottle of very low-alcohol fruit wine, which is super delicious. "

"I'll be drunk."

"It's okay, my brother is here."

Song Yuan was tasting the fruit wine in the glass, Yang Xiwo said softly: "My dad said he wants to see my partner."

Song Yuan choked and coughed suddenly, his face was red, his throat was hot, he looked at Yang Xiwo with a dazed and panicked face, and asked, "You you you... he he he... you don't know me yet, do you?"

"Go and see him during the Chinese New Year."

"Fuck...don't I see him every year? What? Will he accept me?"

Yang Xi and I pursed our lips, took the cup in Song Yuan's hand, took a sip, and said, "It should be possible, the success rate is 80.00%, what doesn't my dad like, he likes money, you can pack a big one then." Give him the red envelope."

"How big? A red envelope as big as my chest? Is it really possible? I don't have any money, I have all my money with you." Song Yuan was a little at a loss when he thought of meeting Father Yang as a boyfriend.

Song Liangzhi also urged Song Yuan this year, calling Song Yuan and asking, "You've reached your age, do you have a date?"

When Song Yuan thought that Yang Xi and I had already had a showdown with his father, he was also thinking about whether or not to have a showdown.

Song Liangzhi snorted coldly with a sonorous and forceful voice: "I knew you couldn't do anything. I don't ask too much. I'm better-looking, smarter, and knowledgeable. Don't blah blah like you all day. Be quiet. of."

"I have, who said I can't, I can do it very well, do you want a genius from the highest school?"

When Song Liangzhi heard the news, his tone was filled with excitement and excitement: "Really? Okay, bring it back during the Chinese New Year, show it to me, your grandma, and uncle."

Song Yuan took a deep breath, and thought to himself, okay, we will die together, at worst, we will elope to England to get married.

But whose house should we go to first?

"Silly, of course go to my house first. If you come to pick me up to your house, you have already come to my house. By the way, you will go back to your house after finishing the matter."

"It makes sense! All right, brother, listen to you."

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Song Yuan drove from Jiangjing City to Yang Xiwo's hometown, Nanshi Peninsula, and entered Yang Xiwo's home with ease.He was carrying all kinds of gifts in his hand. When he got off the car, Yang Xiwo stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking at Song Yuan who was restless, with a faint smile on his lips.

Yang Sheng was cutting fruit in the kitchen, when he heard someone coming, he walked to the living room with a sharp fruit knife in his hand, and shouted: "I, who is here? Song Yuan is here, sit down..." said Yang Sheng waved his knife-holding hand and pointed to the chair in the living room.

"Uncle, Happy New Year." Seeing the terrifying and sharp fruit knife, Song Yuan was afraid that Yang Sheng would be frightened by what he said later, and Yang Sheng would chase him down with the knife.

The three sat on the sofa chair in the living room, Song Yuan rubbed his trouser legs restlessly, watching Yang Xiwo and Yang Sheng anxiously.He took a deep breath, his hands trembling with tension.He was about to speak, Yang Xi and I immediately said: "Dad, Song Yuan wants to give you a big red envelope."

"Uncle, this red package is not enough for me. I will give you a bank card. The password is the last six digits of my ID number." Song Yuan carefully took out a red envelope from his pocket, which contained a bank card .

"Ha, why did you give me the bank card?"

Yang Xi I snatched the bank card from Song Yuan's hand, stuffed it into Yang Sheng's pocket, and said seriously: "Yes, I will live with him for the rest of my life."

"Ha..." Yang Sheng pondered over this sentence blankly: "Life? Live a lifetime? What do you mean? Be a bachelor all your life?"

Song Yuan resolutely said: "Uncle, I want to call you Dad in the future."

Yang Sheng asked in confusion: "Ha, you want to be my godson?"

Song Yuan took a deep breath, and said in another way: "Uncle, I will live with my ego in the future."

"Ha, you guys want to play bachelor together?"

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.Song Yuan clenched his fist tightly and said loudly and firmly, "Uncle, I like my little self."

"Ha, you two have such a good relationship, you must like each other, and I like you too, Song Yuan, what a good and sensible boy!"

I rub it, could it be that I have to come up with a trick?Song Yuan panted and inhaled, and said in his most sincere voice, "Uncle, I want to talk to..."

Before Song Yuan's words fell, Yang Xiwo said softly: "Dad, I want to marry Song Yuan, and we will never be separated for the rest of our lives."

"Huh?" Yang Sheng looked at Yang Xiwo in a daze, then looked at Song Yuan with puzzled eyes, and said with a laugh: "Nonsense, how do men marry men? How do they have children?"

Song Yuan continued: "We will go to England to get married and not have children."

Yang Sheng stared blankly at Song Yuan, frowned, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, reached out to touch his pocket, stuffed the red envelope to Song Yuan, and shouted: "Get out, you want me to sell my son for money?"

"Uncle, there is in the bank card..." Song Yuanqi made a five with his long fingers, and said with a smile: "I respect you."

"fifty thousand?"

Song Yuan shook his head.

"50?"

Song Yuan shook his head.

"Five... five million..."

Song Yuan nodded obediently.

Yang Shengjiong stared at the bank card with piercing eyes, his chest heaved and heaved with anger, he was out of breath, and cursed angrily: "Get out, don't come to my house in the future."

Song Yuan was driven outside and sat alone in the car, waiting for Yang Xiwo to escape from home and elope with him.Before he came, he told Yang Xiwo that this method would not work, Yang Sheng loved Yang Xiwo so much, how could he really agree to Yang Xiwo to be with him for money.

The road is long and difficult, and getting married is really difficult!

Yang Sheng shut himself in the room, unable to get angry.Yang Xi and I knocked on the door, put the fruit beside the bed, and said softly, "Dad, I'll see Song Yuan's father later."

"Do you dare to go?"

"Dare, his grandma and mother know that Song Yuan and I are in a relationship, but his father doesn't know."

Yang Sheng patted the table angrily and shouted: "Talk, talk, talk... fall in love? Tell me honestly, when did you get together?"

"The summer vacation when I went to my mother's house in the first year of high school, the day before he came to pick me up at the train station."

Thinking of Song Yuan's courtship and heart-to-heart with him for so many years, it turned out that he had ulterior motives and felt betrayed.Yang Sheng roared angrily: "Is it because he pestered you life and death, and you were given ecstasy by him?"

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Yang Xi's mouth, and he said embarrassingly: "I confessed to him, I told him that I like him, and he was with me. In this way, I was the one who pestered him."

"Small me, have you fallen for evil? How can you be fascinated by a man? I'll find you a good house, a good girl, and go on a blind date obediently."

"Dad, Song Yuan and I are very happy. No one can touch me except Song Yuan. Without Song Yuan, I will live alone all my life. When Song Yuan appears, I feel that I am not alone. You said I married Others, don’t touch others, am I not harmful? Dad, I know you can’t accept it. I really like Song Yuan very much, I love him, and I am his person all my life. I'm alone, but these years I'm not alone, I'm accompanied by Song Yuan." Yang Xi inserted an apple and handed it to Yang Sheng, but Yang Sheng was already so angry that he didn't know how to answer.

"Dad, I'm going to Song Yuan's house. I hope his father won't be so cruel to me." Yang Xiwo sat beside him and continued, "You're afraid that people in the village will talk about it and you won't save face. Just say that I won't do it all my life." marry."

"Ouch, ouch...I hurt here..." Yang Sheng stroked his heart, panting ferociously.

"Dad, don't pretend, the medical examination report was very healthy a year ago."

"If you dare to go out, I will die!"

Yang Xi took a deep breath and said softly, "Dad, you are going to die, so you didn't stop me from talking to Song Yuan."

Yang Sheng patted the quilt on the bed angrily, and shouted hysterically: "Are you just looking forward to my death?"

Yang Xiwo was yelled until my heart was shaking, and my ears were almost shattered.He calmed down his mind, patted Yang Sheng's shoulder to comfort him, and said softly: "Dad, either I will be single in this life and not get married; or I will live happily with Song Yuan, what will you do?" I choose one."

Yang Sheng opened his sharp eyes and stared at Yang Xiwo blankly, as if he was thinking about what to choose.

"Tell me after you think about it, I'm going out."

"Yang Xi, you are not allowed to go out, I will lock you at home."

"Okay, then lock me at home for the rest of my life, so that I will spend so many years studying for nothing. Go out and earn money to support me for the rest of your life. In another 30 years, when you are over 70 years old, you will go out to build a house for others to support me When the time comes, the people in the village will laugh at you first, and then at me. I will live like this for the rest of my life, which is fine, and someone will take care of me for the rest of my life. When you get old, no one will take care of you. It’s not my fault, I’m locked at home by you , I can’t work, I have no money.”

"Oh, why did I raise such a cruel son like you?" Yang Sheng was so angry that his eyes were tearful and his old eyes were red and swollen. He wished he could strangle Yang Xiwo directly and wanted to refute Yang Xiwo, but he could only yell, and he didn't know why quarrel.

"But I am with Song Yuan, I am very happy. Dad, we come back to see you every year. If you feel lonely here, you can live with us. You will have an extra filial son, and we will give you every month Spend the money as you want. Dad, tell me when you have made up your mind. "

Song Yuan was frightened when he heard the roar in the room, for fear that Yang Xiwo would be beaten by Yang Sheng.He peeked at the locked door uneasily, and he was relieved when he saw Yang Xiwo coming out with a suitcase.

Seeing Yang Xi and me carrying the suitcase, he asked, "What are you doing with the suitcase?"

Yang Xi smiled and said, "If your father can't do it, we'll run away."

"Then your dad is okay?"

"It's okay, I'm just angry. After a few days, I will call me again, saying that I miss me."

Song Liangzhi got up early in the morning to tidy up his appearance, and repeated it several times.Song Yan wanted to go there for convenience, but every time his uncle occupied the bathroom, he thought, Song Yuan's stinking beauty was inherited from his uncle, how many times a day did he have to look in the mirror?He couldn't hold it anymore, forget it, go to the toilet at grandma's house.

The family is sitting in the living room waiting for Song Yuan to come home. Song Yan doesn't look forward to it at all. They meet each other every Chinese New Year. What is there to look forward to?He was sitting in the living room watching the skit, eating snacks, and laughing out loud.

Song Liangzhi stared at Song Yan, who had been laughing and twitching, with a pair of cold eyes, and wanted to slap him a few big mouths.But he held back his violent temper and thought to himself, since the Chinese New Year is over, the child is too old to be violent all the time, and both of the child's children are present, so it's not good to hit the father in front of the child.

Song Yuan held Yang Xiwo's hand tightly, and the two stood at the door, comforting: "Don't be afraid, if my father beats someone, I will be here, my grandma will be here, and Song Yan and my sister-in-law will be here, so I won't be afraid. Many people can beat him."

"Brother Yuan, I wasn't nervous at first, but your nonsense made me feel cold."

Song Yuan held Yang Xiwo's face in his hands, bowed his head and kissed his red lips deeply, stared at those glowing eyes, and said seriously: "If he disagrees, he can do nothing to me, I will Whether he lives or dies. We are not here to ask for consent, but to inform."

"I'm not afraid, I'll follow you."

Song Yuan held Yang Xiwo's hand, the light was dim and fixed on his flushed face, Song Yuan raised his hand to stroke his fluffy hair, showing his white teeth like jade, and smiled brightly, "Don't be afraid , run away with me, elope."