Dressed Like a Pretty Daughter-in-law From the 1970s

Chapter 195: Outspoken and outspoken

Aunt Fang jumped up in fright. She patted her chest and calmed down for a while. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It seems you can't tell people secretly, because walls have ears!"

An Zhixia pursed her lips and smiled, carrying the plate with her sister-in-law and heading to the main room, ignoring someone's resentful gaze.

 An Zhiqiu, on the other hand, followed her and approached her daughter-in-law to ask about what had just happened.

Fang Hongye naturally knew everything and talked endlessly, and the two of them kept mumbling in front.

“Brother, sister-in-law, you don’t have to be so close to talk, I can hear you,” An Zhixia said expressionlessly, making a pair of mandarin ducks jump away in shock.

"You bad girl," An Zhiqiu glared at her and blushed. He tried his best to shamelessly approach his wife again and changed the subject: "How have you been having a good time these two days?" Fang Hongye nodded with a smile. , like primary school students, they start reporting on their work when they go out.

An Zhixia was speechless for a while, then strode away carrying the dishes.

 After dinner, everyone was intoxicated by the excitement of the two-day trip, and then went back to the house to take a nap. An Zhixia glanced at Fang Yuan and saw that the others were not paying attention, but the other party was staring at her greenly.

The corners of her lips raised slightly, she narrowed her eyes at him and quietly raised her fingers.

Someone was shocked all over, then brushed the dust off his shoulders solemnly, glanced at everyone from the corner of his eye, and then nodded slightly to her with a solemn face.

It made An Zhixia turn her back and grin, and suddenly she felt that it would be good to have a relationship with him for the purpose of marriage. Taste the sweet and sour taste unique to this era.

After a while, An Zhixia heard a slight noise coming from the back window, so she moved a bench over and opened half of the window. Seeing Fang Yuan looking at her intently, she couldn't help but raise her hand with heat on her face. The two of them blocked his view and said fiercely: "Don't look at me!"

 “Okay,” Fang Yuan nodded in agreement.

An Zhixia moved her hand down, and when she saw that he really lowered his eyelids, he took it back, coughed lightly, and said in a lower voice, "We met Bai Junya at the Friendship Store today."

As soon as these three words came out, she felt that Fang Yuan's whole body was exuding a solid cold air. "Did she see three children?"

"Yes, but," An Zhixia laughed mockingly when she thought of it: "Lixi recognized her, but she did not recognize her three biological children."

"It's normal not to recognize them," Fang Yuan said lightly: "My mother has taken care of the children since they were born. She would tease her a little when she was happy, and just pretended not to see her when she was irritated. Four years have passed, and she is selfish. With Li's temperament, she might have forgotten that she was once the mother of several children.

Lexi, is he okay? He has always been sensitive, but I didn't see anything wrong with him while eating. "

An Zhixia briefly explained what happened in the store, "He has grown a lot in the past year, and his mental endurance has also increased. He is not as fragile as you think. Boys should be beaten and beaten, as long as their skin is strong. Don’t all the people in the village raise their children like this?”

Fang Yuan glared at her, "It seems that I will have to bear the responsibility of raising the baby in the future," before she could refute, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over.

"What is this?" An Zhixia's attention was diverted, and she took it and looked at it carefully. It turned out to be simple personnel files about the Fang family and the Bai family.

The Fang family was once an imperial merchant in the Qing Dynasty. Their business was very large. During their peak period, they owned dozens of freighters and thousands of horse teams. They deserved to be rich. The Bai family is just an ordinary merchant dependent on the Fang family. It's just that their ancestors had a few high officials, so they consider themselves Confucian merchants.

The head of the Fang family made bold and decisive decisions, leading the clan to survive the war and the change of times without any danger. Unfortunately, the clan members were greedy and cruel. For the sake of fame and fortune, they forced the direct descendants into desperation and divided up the few remaining connections. and family property.

 The second brother of the Fang family, Fang Shikun, the two brothers Fang Huabin and Fang Huajun, and his maternal wife Yu Wenchang, each occupied a large house that the state had returned to the direct branch of the Fang family, and divided the property of the direct branch. Now they have transformed into deputy managers of department stores, directors of breweries, deputy directors of paper mills, and directors of textile factories!

After the incident in the Fang family, Bai Junya turned around and married Yu Wenchang's son. Even a fool would not believe it if she was not involved in this.

The Bai family has always been hiding behind the Fang family and has almost survived the turbulent years. Now it is developing well. It has inherited the style of Confucian scholars from its ancestors and occupies a decisive position in the Xiahua entertainment world, faintly surpassing the Fang family's weak soldiers and crab generals.

Mr. Bai teaches calligraphy at Imperial University, and Mrs. Bai teaches history. Bai Junya’s father Bai Liangxuan is the vice president of the Kyoto Calligraphy Association, and his uncle Bai Lianggui is the leader of the third troupe of the Huasheng Performance Troupe. The juniors are also rising step by step in relatively glamorous positions that everyone would envy.

"Keep this information, it's best not to be seen by outsiders," Fang Yuan ordered: "Now that they are in a self-righteous high position, with both fame and fortune, they will not easily make any big moves again. Before I return to Kyoto , they shouldn't notice you, but it doesn't hurt to know a little bit, just in case.

 The other piece of paper contains the contact information of several of my friends, but I hope I won’t use it. Because I dare not trust anyone but myself. Xia Xia, I still say the same thing, don't be too impulsive, I'm afraid that I will be beyond your reach. "As he said this, he reached out his hand to hold hers.

An Zhixia closed the window ruthlessly, "I'm sleepy and want to go to bed."

"Uncle Fang just asked me to buy a train ticket to go back tomorrow. Are you really not going to say a few more words to me?" Fang Yuan raised his fingers and knocked slowly on the window. The sound was extremely harsh in the quiet noon.

"Stop knocking. If you knock again, everyone will get up." She reluctantly opened a small gap and said angrily: "Say something quickly!"

Fang Yuan chuckled: "I just like the way you speak upright."

This sentence made An Zhixia almost jump up. Fortunately, she has more than ten years of profound acting skills and can pretend to be unfazed. She said with a look of disgust: "It's really uneducated. Duplicity is such a simple word, but it has to be turned into a rustic way of speaking and being upright."

"Let's get down to business. As your candidate, Xia Xia, am I qualified to know who that Brother Ming is? Also, you haven't called me Brother Yuan for a long time," he pursed his lips tightly, looking pitiful and confused. A very resentful look.

An Zhixia leaned against the edge of the window, a slight smile overflowing from the corners of her lips. When doing things by myself, I always like to cut through the mess quickly, especially when I am troubled by vacillation and procrastination. Since she was planning to give Fang Yuan a try, there was no need to whet his appetite. Of course, she also had to make him have a sense of crisis.

Love and marriage, like cooking, require flavor-enhancing condiments.

“Today is really the second time I’ve met him. I only heard people calling him Brother Ming, and no one even knew his last name.”

 (End of this chapter)