PNB Chapter 175 Do you remember who was in your family when you were a child?
Chapter 175 Do you remember who was in your family when you were a child?
"There will be people who will rush to serve your father." Liu is now in her fifties and has become much more indifferent to matters between men and women.
If she had to choose between her husband and her children, she would always want to live with her daughter.
"Mother, don't you want a daddy anymore?" Xia Weiwei looked at her in confusion, her mind racing, wondering how she could convince her to give up this idea.
"I don't know if it's because mother is too old, but I have been reminiscing about the interesting things that happened when you and your siblings were young. I want to go to the capital to see your brothers." Liu sighed. Maybe she is really old. She always feels that time is passing by.
"Mother hasn't seen Yonghao and the others for a long time. Come with Dad to Beijing to visit them. My sisters-in-law wrote that they have grown a lot." You can go to see your nephews, but don't follow me. With Liu around, she and Yang Biao won't feel comfortable getting along.
"But mother just wants to live with you. You went to Yang Biao's hometown for so many days without informing me in advance. Mother really misses you." Recently, Liu went to Yang Biao's house on Lutu Road almost every day to see if they had returned.
"Mother, why don't you talk to Dad and we'll set out the day after tomorrow morning." Maybe her father didn't want to, and she couldn't refuse too directly to avoid hurting the old man's feelings.
"Okay, the day after tomorrow morning, my mother will
I'll find you." Liu stood up happily and asked Aunt Xu to tell the kitchen to prepare Xia Weiwei's favorite dishes for dinner.
Here, Yang Biao took Hong Yan, who was dressed as a servant, to the government office. He wanted to help her become a good citizen.
"Hongyan, this is your household registration document. Take it. Carry it with you wherever you go in the future." After leaving the government office, Yang Biao handed her the household registration document he had just processed.
Hongyan burst into tears as she looked at the household registration document which was stamped with a big red official seal with a strange fragrance. She had never thought that she would be able to get rid of her status as a slave one day.
She was sold to a brothel when she was very young and didn't know her last name. When she was registering her household registration, Yang Biao took it upon himself to give her the same surname as Xiao Zhang.
"Let's go," Yang Biao took her hand and got on the carriage to go to Huo Yijing's house.
"Yang Biao, you are really capable. You can handle this." Seeing Yang Biao coming over with high spirits, Huo Yijing knew that he had dealt with Xia Weiwei.
"Well, I came to you today to give you the money for Hongyan's redemption." Yang Biao took out two hundred thousand taels of silver from his arms and handed it to him.
"Didn't I say it was a gift for you?" Having said that, Huo Yijing still reached out to take the banknotes, looked down and saw that there were twenty banknotes with a face value of ten thousand taels.
"Do you want to go for a drink?" Yang Biao invited him. In the future, there would not be many opportunities for the four roommates to get together for a drink.
"My wife is about to give birth, and I need to stay with her. Let's get together again when we have a chance." Huo Yijing also wanted to go out for a drink with him, but it was not convenient now.
"Good brother, she gave birth to children for you, you must take good care of her. I'll take my leave now, brother." Yang Biao stepped forward and hugged him. This time when they left the city, they didn't know when they would meet again.
"Well, good brother!" As good brothers for many years, Huo Yijing also patted him on the back.
"You should praise your wife more. Praise is a kind of power that can warm people's hearts and enhance mutual feelings." Yang Biao saw his wife standing quietly in the corridor with a big belly, watching their interaction.
"Hello, sister-in-law!" Yang Biao pulled Hong Yan towards her and greeted her, and Huo Yijing hurried to support her.
"I heard that you got second place in the provincial examination. Congratulations!" Mrs. Huo nodded and smiled, feeling a little regretful that her husband did not pass this time.
"Thank you, sister-in-law." Yang Biao bowed. He wanted to comfort them by saying that if they didn't pass the exam this time, they could take it again next time and maybe they would pass.
But the words of comfort, when they came to my lips, I could not utter them.
Put yourself in his shoes. You didn't win, but Huo Yijing did. How would you feel when you heard him say what you were just thinking?
"Hey, the baby is moving again." Just when Yang Biao was embarrassed and didn't know what to do, Huo Yijing touched his wife's belly with surprise and put his ear against her belly to listen to the fetal movement.
Mrs. Huo also stroked Huo Yijing's head which was resting on her belly, smiling happily.
"Huo Yijing, sister-in-law, I have something to do in the shop, so I'll leave first." Yang Biao didn't want to disturb the couple's good time, so he took Hong Yan's hand and left.
"Hongyan, what would you like to eat?" Yang Biao took her to a restaurant on Dongzhi Road and asked her to order food.
"Well, you order." Hong Yan was not a picky eater, she could eat anything. She looked at the handsome man in front of her, her heart beating fast.
"By the way, do you remember who else was in your family when you were a child?" Yang Biao ordered the dishes. In modern times, he took psychology as an elective in college, and he knew how to listen to others and give them ample opportunities to express themselves.
As Morris said, "There is only one way to be a good speaker, and that is to learn to listen."
"I was too young at that time and I don't remember anything." Hong Yan thought about it carefully and realized that her childhood memories were blank, so she had to give up.
"It's okay, the food is here, let's eat." Seeing the waiter coming in with the food, Yang Biao stopped asking questions.
"Is it not delicious?" Yang Biao asked in confusion when he saw her pick up a cured duck leg, take a bite and then stop.
"No, it's delicious." Hong Yan said to him, tears streaming down her face unconsciously. "I'm in there, I'm not allowed to eat this."
"From now on, you can eat whatever you want, and no one will restrict you." Yang Biao naturally knew what the "inside" she was talking about was.
"Thank you." Yang Biao put some food in her bowl. Hongyan lowered her head and ate her meal with a red face.
"Let me take you to choose some silk." Seeing that she was still wearing the servant's clothes, Yang Biao took her to the dyeing workshop in Baihua Lane.
"What style of silk do you like?" Seeing her standing in front of a pile of silk, at a loss, Yang Biao felt a little sorry. He was afraid that Xia Weiwei would be jealous, so he didn't dare to take her to the silk shop. He could only take her to the dyeing workshop to choose silk.
"Do you want to wear bright colors or something light and elegant?" Yang Biao picked out silks of various styles and colors and put them in front of her for her to choose.
"Then take these." Based on her expression, Yang Biao selected several pieces of silk in four colors: yellow, scarlet, lake blue and beige, and put them into the carriage.
"Let's go home." Yang Biao helped her choose the silk and took her to the car.
When Hongyan heard him say, "We're going home," it was like a warm current flowing slowly into her heart.
She has lived alone in the capital for so many years and now has a family.