Chapter 54: girlfriend?

Chapter 54: Father and Mother Yang
Yang Song was very surprised, because now there are three people in the car. Apart from himself, there are two others. One is Chen Ming, who is acting as the driver. You can ignore him temporarily. Even if you get home, you can introduce him as a friend. They are all men. Pass.
But what about Meng Shihan? How should she introduce it? Own landlord, stop making trouble, why did the landlord follow him home? Yang Song had a headache now, and looked back at Meng Shihan who was listening to music in the back seat, and sighed helplessly.
"What's the matter? Don't you know how to introduce me?" Meng Shihan was stimulated by the food before, and suddenly forgot. Now thinking about this problem, I feel a little flustered, so I wear headphones and pretend to listen to music. Know what you are thinking.
When she saw Yang Song sigh at herself, Meng Shihan also thought of this, so he pretended not to care and asked, took off the headphones, and wanted to hear what Yang Song would do.
Yang Song didn't know what to say for a while. He heard Meng Shihan's question and sighed, "Forget it, just say it's a friend. It might be troublesome to take you back alone. Anyway, there is a second-hand with him now. It's easy to explain!"
"Or, you just say it's my girlfriend! How about it?" Chen Ming turned his head and smiled wryly, Yang Song couldn't help but slap his head.
"Drive me well, otherwise today's stir-fried rice noodles will be cancelled!" Yang Song was startled. This guy is driving and even looking back, he is really not afraid of accidents!
Meng Shihan gave Chen Ming a white look, "Come on, if it's your girlfriend, or Yang Song's friend is more suitable!"
"Don't let you really be my girlfriend!" Chen Ming was a little depressed, is it really that bad? "You don't pretend to be my girlfriend, do you still want to be Yang Song's girlfriend?"
Upon hearing this, Meng Shihan immediately thought of what his grandfather wanted to do. These days, I have been asking myself, but I have been prevaricated by myself. This time I was raised by Chen Ming. Meng Shihan's face blushed slightly. He lowered his head and pretended to play with the phone, and stopped talking to the two of them.
Yang Song looked at the two living treasures helplessly, fearing that he would make a lot of noise when he went home this time.
The location of my hometown is relatively far from Los Angeles. It is about eight hours high-speed. Chen Ming ran over early this morning. Yang Song gave them fried rice noodles and grilled skewers, which satisfied them. Follow yourself out.
It took eight hours to drive alone. Chen Ming and Meng Shihan switched to Linhai Town. After three o'clock in the afternoon, they arrived in Linhai Town. After driving for more than half an hour from the town, they arrived in their own village.
Yang Song, who was sitting in the co-pilot, was following Chen Ming’s command. He came to his own village with awkward turns. The village of Yang Song’s hometown had already prospered a lot. When he was still very young, Yang Song returned I remember that the family is poor, not only the family is poor, but the village is also poor.
Chen Ming looked at the narrow mountain road and said with emotion: "Yang Song! Your kid really uses me as a driver. It's really hard to take this road!"
"If you're worried, let's get off the car! It's not far after you walk in!" Yang Song was also a little worried. Somehow, it was a million-dollar luxury car. It would be too troublesome if it fell down.
Meng Shihan nodded, indicating that there is no problem walking in! Chen Ming was arrogant and yelled: "No! I can still let you despise it? Isn't it narrower? My Los Angeles car hasn't spoken yet! Look at me!"
As soon as the voice fell, Chen Ming rushed out with a kick of the accelerator. Yang Song was shocked, but he didn't dare to disturb Chen Ming. What if the car really turned over.
I have to say that Chen Ming's driving skills are pretty good. He drove so fast and there was no problem. He came to Chen Ming's village.
"Okay! Let's stop here! Let's get off the car, we just need to go up the road from now on! My house is over there! Have you seen that house?" Yang Song got out of the car and pointed not far away In an old house, shouted with excitement.
Chen Ming walked out of the trunk, carrying a lot of tonics and wine in his hand, and shouted at Yang Song dissatisfiedly: "Can't you come and help me?"
"Isn't you shouting to buy something? I said it doesn't need it!" Yang Song didn't turn his head back, and walked forward, without even looking at Chen Ming.
Meng Shihan took a look, walked over to Chen Ming, and whispered: "Let's go, I will help you with a little bit. He is very worried about the situation at home."
"It's okay, the uncle and aunt must be fine, I just said it, it's just Yang Song who is just worrying about it!" Although Chen Ming said something awkward, Meng Shihan heard it, smiled slightly, and walked forward with the things in his hand. Up.
Mother Yang is sitting in front of the house, with a small table set up, stringing strings of jewellery seriously. The room is dark, and you can’t see clearly without turning on the lights. She simply sits in front of the sun. Electric money.
"Mom! I'm back!"
Suddenly, Mother Yang seemed to hear her son's voice, raised her head a little dazedly, glanced into the distance, but didn't see anything. She thought she missed her son and had hallucinations.
At this time, Father Yang came over with a bucket of water and saw Mother Yang looking around with her head raised, and said strangely: "What are you looking at? Go back and rest when it gets hot! Don't be too tired!"
"Oh, your waist is not good, let me carry water! You quickly put it down!" Mother Yang quickly put down her work, ran to Father Yang to help him carry water.
Father Yang sighed, and said, "He has a bad waist. You can't go out to do heavy work. It's ok to lift water at home."
"Forget it! It won't be great if you get hurt again!" Mother Yang carried a large bucket of water and quickly took it into the kitchen with her legs and feet, "Lao Yang, I just seemed to hear Komatsu's voice."
"You just think too much. It's the child's voice. If you really want to, let's go and see the child!" Father Yang sat on the threshold and took out a cigarette stick. The shredded tobacco was stuffed into the pipe.
Mother Yang put the bucket and said dissatisfied: "Forget it, how much money will it cost to go there? Your third brother still owes a certain amount of money! If you don't pay it back, they might take away the five mu of rice field at home. Up!"
"Ugh......"
Speaking of this matter, Father Yang was also very upset, why did the rope break that day? Otherwise, he would not be seriously injured. Let the originally difficult situation at home become what it is now.
"Parents! I'm back!"
Father Yang was startled. The pipe almost fell to the ground. He looked at Mother Yang in surprise. The latter obviously heard it, and a surprised expression appeared on his face.
"Baby fucking, did I hear it wrong? Did you hear it?" Father Yang looked back at Mother Yang.
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