Chapter 973: Young Master Enters the Village

Mu Yanzhu’s house is gone, now I live with my grandmother in a bungalow in the north of the street.
The east end of the North Road is under construction, and the bus stops going on that part of the road. It stops at the south exit of the street.
Then Mu Yanzhu and Jiang Qingchi got out of the car.
Mu Yanzhu glanced at the boy beside him.
Being so close, he didn't ignore the disgust in his eyes.
It's like two people from different circles, forcing each other, she doesn't blame him, knowing that it is unfair for him to let him like such a shabby environment.
"You stay here for a long time, or go back."
"I don't!" Jiang Qingchi resolutely refused.
"I didn't joke with you, Jiang He."
"I didn't joking with you either. I know what you are thinking. My dad said, people don’t have to be worthy of each other, just like them. The shoes under my feet are worth tens of thousands, and I can’t do without two dollars. Shoelaces?"
Tens of thousands of shoes with two dollars of laces? !
What kind of metaphor is this, Mu Yanzhu supported her forehead with one hand, not wanting him to see her speechless expression.
Jiang Qingchi also realized that this analogy was over, and snorted anxiously, "I mean, you are those tens of thousands of shoes, I am the shoelaces of those two dollars, and I deserve you!"
Mu Yanzhu hooked her mouth, she knew that Jiang Qingchi's language was not good.
"Okay, it's up to you, if you want to go, I won't keep you."
Jiang Qingchi: "If you drive me away, I won't leave. I said, I can't live without you."
Can't you do without her?
These days, who can't live without whom.
Mu Yanzhu didn't say much.
This young master's suitcase, he didn't pull it, let her pull it.
Why is it not handsome to pull the suitcase? I have to leave a good impression on the people in her village? !
Then on the way from South Street to North Street, the grandfather and aunt sitting at the door basking in the sun are all looking at Mu Yanzhu
Jiang Qingchi beside him.
Mu Yanzhu's presence is completely negligible.
Jiang Qingchi bared his big white teeth and greeted each one with a bright smile, "Hello, Grandpa Li, Grandma Wang, Grandpa Liu!"
Mu Yanzhu was puzzled, "Do you know their last name?"
"Cut," Jiang Qingchi smacked his bangs triumphantly, "you don't understand, Li, Wang, and Liu are the common surnames, and three of the ten people must have this surname."
Uh, it turned out to be so.
Mu Yanzhu was embarrassed to explain, "Brother, this is Mujiacun."
Jiang Qingchi: "..."
...
Finally, when he arrived at North Street, Jiang Qingchi found that there were all bungalows. Some farmers who followed the fashion had built a second-phase house, which is the best house.
After walking for a long way, before arriving at Mu Yanzhu's grandma's house, the young master was just about to complain, when he was attracted by a dog in front of him.
A garden dog, raised one leg, peeing on the wall.
Jiang Qingchi stared straight at the dog, embarrassed the other dog, and walked away with his legs folded.
Mu Yanzhu pulled his arm, "What are you looking at?"
"Why is this pastoral dog peeing on the wall? It's detrimental to public morals!"
Pastoral dog?
Oh oh oh oh.
Mu Yanzhu nodded, "We are all called Tugou, you should follow the local customs."
"Don't change the subject, why doesn't the dog pee in the kennel? Who is its owner so unethical?"
In a word, Mu Yanzhu wanted to laugh and was a little sour. She knew that Jiang Qingchi was unintentional. His temperament was relatively straight and he wouldn't be oblivious. Presumably, dogs were treated better than people in his house.
"We raise dogs here for housekeeping purposes, so you can neither see Teddy nor Pomeranian, because only wild dogs can adapt to this environment. They have no honorable treatment, only loyalty to their owners. ."
Jiang Qingchi: "I don't mean anything else."
Mu Yanzhu: "I know."
Jiang Qingchi continued to look at her: "In the future, our family will also raise native dogs. I like native dogs."
Going further inside, you will see Grandma Mu Yanzhu's house.
This is an old house for more than 50 years. It has not been turned over. The bricks and tiles are made of cement. Even the south wall is a bit collapsed, but it can live in and it doesn't interfere.
Jiang Qingchi was dazzlingly dressed, and his temperament was also one-of-a-kind, so that the moment the prince stepped into the gate, Mu Yanzhu had the urge to send SF Express and pack him away.
Seriously inconsistent and uncoordinated, he does not belong to such an environment at all.
But I also know that this kind of thing is said too much, he must be angry.
"Grandma, I'm back!"
Mu Yanzhu screamed.
Instead of recruiting grandma, he recruited Muran.
"Sister, grandma went to the market, but she hasn't come back yet."
"It's so late and haven't come back yet? Did you call grandma to ask?"
"not yet--"
Before the last word of Muran fell, he was stuck, and his small eyes widened, looking at Jiang Qingchi, who descended like a prince in the earthen house.
Handsome appearance, dusty temperament, people are meticulous from the upper to the hair, and the hens in the cage are so electric that he can't remove their eyes.,,
"My sister, who is this? Who? Who? Do you love beans?"
"No, object."
"how is this possible?"
Muran looked exaggerated and unbelievable.
"This is definitely not for you! Tell me quickly, who is this? Who the is it?"
"It's the object!!!"
He was so angry at Mu Yanzhu, this is really not a real brother, he has lost a pair of eyes.
"I don't believe me! You are lying to me!"
"Why don't you believe it? Can't I find your sister so handsome?"
"Of course, although you are not bad, but this grade is a Lamborghini automatic transmission, you still stay in the manual transmission, and you are still a van."
Mu Yanzhu:? ? ?
The little girl’s heart immediately pulled out the cold, just like it was pulled out in a well, it broke into pieces of glass slag, and smashed it down.
Looking back at Jiang Qingchi, this guy was actually smiling and didn't explain.
Mu Yanzhu had to admit that Jiang Qingchi smiled better, but this made Muran even more suspicious of the reliability that he was her boyfriend.
Jiang Qingchi was still smiling, looking at Mu Yanzhu, "Your brother is quite tall, how old is it?"
"15 years old, third grade."
"Damn, the third year of junior high is so tall? Why is my brother only 180 when he is 18.
"Your brother should still be able to grow! Ahhh, this is not the point!"
Mu Yanzhu jumped his feet with anger, "Squeak, explain!"
Jiang Qingchi understood that the daughter-in-law was angry, looked at Muran, and then said five words:
"My brother-in-law, nice meeting."
The five sonorous and powerful characters made Muran shut up instantly!
...
"Why don't you come back, grandma? Did something happen on the way?"
"No... I, stayed here with your aunt, will you and Muran have food?"
Lived at your aunt's house?
Mu Yanzhu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Grandma, aren't you going to the market, why did you go around to your aunt's house?"
Zheng Ru's house and her grandma's house are about thirty miles apart.
"Your aunt has something to do with me...I'm here, don't worry about me, will you and Muran have food?"
When the elders were young, they lived in poverty without enough food and clothing. Now they are living well, but they still worry about the food and clothing of their children, as if in their eyes, nothing is important. This is the best.
Mu Yanzhu said a few words of relief, hung up the phone, and turned to see the two older children on the sofa.
Jiang Qingchi and Muran were both playing games, Jiang Qingchi was muttering about bronze and silver, Mu Yanzhu couldn't understand.
She didn't play games, and when she saw Jiang Qingchi leaning on the broken sofa, she felt at ease for a moment as if she had adapted to the environment.
"Jiang He, where's your suitcase?"
Mu Yanzhu wanted to pack his things, Jiang Qingchi put down the game in his hand and stood up with a squeak.
"Daughter-in-law, I will clean up by myself."
"What's wrong, there is still something shameful?"
"Cut, I'm not afraid you are tired."
Mu Yanzhu smiled. Why is he so unbelievable? There must be something shameful.
Muran: "Sister, let my brother-in-law sleep in a room with you. I will sleep in my grandma's room tonight, and I won't go back."
Hey boy!
"Why don't you let him sleep in a room with you? My room is so small."
"Grandma's house is not big, and brother-in-law must love to be clean. Your house is cleaner than grandma's house, right?"
Jiang Qingchi gave Muran a "meaningful" look.
Muran glared at him, "Brother-in-law, I understand, you can play the game and let me finish it in one round."
Mu Yanzhu’s room was a single bed. Just after taking a shower at night, Jiang Qingchi came out of the next room and locked the door from inside.
"You two are not playing games?" Mu Yanzhu asked.
"Don't fight, your brother is always abused by me, he is so angry that he doesn't fight anymore."
After Jiang Qingchi finished speaking, he rummaged in front of his suitcase, not knowing what he was looking for.
Mu Yanzhu didn't care. He sat in front of the computer and wrote. After a few minutes, he was picked up from the chair and carried to the bed.
Jiang Qingchi held a nightdress with a white suspender in his hand, and handed it over with a smirk, "You can put it on and see."
With the thin strap, Mu Yanzhu's face was flushed.
"I don't want it. I don't like it."
"I like it, can I? I just want to see how you wear this kind of clothes."
"...It must be ugly."
"Good-looking, good-looking, absolutely beautiful."
He rubbed her neck, Mu Yanzhu couldn't stop him from being coquettish, so he took the skirt and changed it inside.
She is not a very type. Mu Yanzhu is very white and her collarbone is very delicate. She usually likes to wear loose clothes, but in fact she is very thin and has a very thin waist. There is no ambiguity about what should be fleshy.
Jiang Qingchi smiled very contentedly, "I know you will look good in you."
"I'm still not used to it, I'll change it."
"Hey~ I'll change it later, don't worry."
Hastily pulled her back and hugged her in her arms. Of course, this soft and fragrant little daughter-in-law should hold her for a while and watch her for a while. After all, there are not many benefits that belong to him. Knowing that Mu Yanzhu is in good shape, he sleeps happily and doesn't want to sleep anymore.
"Have you got the razor?" Mu Yanzhu touched Jiang Qingchi's stubble with his backhand.
It's very short, just born today.
"Take it, in the mezzanine of the box."
"Come here, I'll shave you."
"it is good."
He said okay, but still didn't let go.
Mu Yanzhu pushed the person, "Go get it."
"Wait, I want to hold you for a while."
This tone felt aggrieved, like a puppy waiting for the owner to comfort him.
Mu Yanzhu turned his face to look at Jiang Qingchi, "What's wrong with you?"
"..."
Without speaking, he just arched his head into the wife's arms, arching her goose bumps, "This is my grandma's house, this house is not good."
Jiang Qingchi grabbed Mu Yanzhu's hand, looked at her eyes, and suddenly his eyebrows were stained with seriousness.
"When will you marry me?"