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Hearing Yang Dingguo's voice, Xu Lan rolled her eyes angrily and was too lazy to pay attention to him. Instead, she looked at Zhang Xiao with a satisfied look and asked: "Zhang Xiao, I didn't have time to ask you last time, do you know your birthday?"

Eight characters?"

Hearing this, Yang Mi was afraid that it would hurt Zhang Xiao's heart, so she quickly shouted: "Oh, Mom, we just came back, why do you ask this?"

Although she didn't know much about Zhang Xiao's past, she also knew that Zhang Xiao had no father or mother. He might not even know who his parents were. How could he possibly know his birth date?

So when she heard her mother ask this question, Yang Mi threw away the rice paper on the table, ran to Zhang Xiao, hugged his arm, and said:

"Mom, what age are we in now? Don't be superstitious about eight-character characters or eight-character characters. I know in my heart whether Zhang Xiao and I are good."

When Yang Dingguo in the study saw this scene, he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

I calmly adjusted the position of the rice paper, for fear of getting dirty and ruining the copybook.

"Okay, okay, don't ask. Mom won't ask." Xu Lan looked at Yang Mi and Yang with a smile.

He nodded with great satisfaction in his heart and said: "It's a perfect match. It's really a perfect match. No matter how you look at it, it's a perfect match."

Zhang Xiao smiled lightly, picked up the thing in his hand, and said to Xu Lan: "Auntie, this is a gift for you. I hope you like it."

"Yes, yes!" Yang Mi quickly cooperated, first holding the Yangyuanpin and saying, "Mom, this is the Yangyuanpin that Zhang Xiao bought specially for you."

Then he ran into the study with the tea, put it on the desk, and said to Yang Dingguo: "Dad, this is the tea Zhang Xiao bought specially for you. Drink less wine and more tea!"

"Yes!" Yang Dingguo nodded and replied lightly.

Yang Mi glanced at her father helplessly, then turned around and took another piece of rice paper, handed it to Xu Lan like a treasure and said: "Mom, this is a poem, written by Zhang Xiao himself.

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"Written for me?" Xu Lan put the Yangyuanpin aside with a smile, opened the rice paper and started reading.

When Yang Dingguo next to him heard this, his heart moved, 'There are actually more?'

"Cough cough cough..." I really wanted to see what Zhang Xiao wrote to Xu Lan, but I was embarrassed to say it, so I could only pretend to cough twice and stand silently behind Xu Lan.

"What are you doing?" Xu Lan turned her head and looked at Yang Dingguo in confusion and asked.

Yang Dingguo glanced around and said harshly: "Me? It's okay. You talk about your business, and I just take a look."

They had been married for so many years, and looking at his appearance, how could Xu Lan not see that her husband wanted to read the copybook, but couldn't hold the nerve to speak.

After rolling his eyes, he muttered: "Look at you!"

Although he said this, he still raised the rice paper in his hand slightly so that Yang Dingguo behind him could see it clearly.

Once opened.

"Wow, what beautiful words!" Xu Lan blurted out in admiration.

Yang Mi said proudly: "Yes, your daughter and I polished the ink myself, and then Zhang Xiao wrote it myself."

"Awesome!" Xu Lan looked at Zhang Xiao with a smile, nodded in thanks, then looked at Yang Mi and said: "The writing of this character is much better than that of your father."

"Yeah, I think so too!" Yang Mi nodded in agreement with a smile.

Yang Dingguo, who was standing behind him, twitched the corner of his mouth twice and said nothing.

Because this is a fact, Zhang Xiao's calligraphy is really good, and he even dares to say that it is better than the current masters. At least among the calligraphers he knows, no one can write better than Zhang Xiao.

Xu Lan saw the first line on the copybook: "Poetry of Mulan"?

My heart skipped a beat.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp again, Mulan is weaving in the house, no sound of the machine is heard, only the sigh of the woman is heard."

"Ask your daughter what she is thinking about, and ask your daughter what she is remembering."

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“···”

"The male rabbit's feet are twitching, the female rabbit's eyes are blurry, and the two rabbits are walking next to each other, how can they tell whether I am male or female?"

It just so happens that Xu Lan was born in the military camp before. Although he was in the art troupe, he still has a very deep feeling for the military camp.

Therefore, when she saw this poem, she liked it very much.

"I'm interested, I like it very much." Xu Lan carefully put away the rice paper and said with a smile on Zhang Xiao's face.

Then he looked at Yang Mi and said, "Mimi, take Zhang Xiao to the living room to rest for a while. I'll have a few words with your dad."

"Hey, okay!" Yang Mi raised her eyebrows, leaned over and covered her mouth with her hands, and whispered in Xu Lan's ear: "Mom, you need to talk more about dad, look at his father-in-law

Face, what is this for?"

"Okay, I get it." Xu Lan said happily with a grin.

Seeing that her mother agreed, Yang Mi took Zhang Xiao's hand with confidence: "Come on, let's go to the living room to eat some fruit first. Our cook is also cooking, and she's not much worse than you.

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"Auntie, uncle, I'll go over first." Zhang Xiaolin did not forget to say hello to the two elders.

"Well, go ahead!" Xu Lan nodded and said with a smile.

Yang Dingguo didn't even look at Zhang Xiao, and just said lightly, "Hmm!"

After the two of them had gone far, Xu Lan turned back to look at Yang Dingguo angrily and asked: "What do you want to do? It's Chinese New Year, and Zhang Xiao came to the house, and you didn't even smile or say a word.

Who do you show your face to?"

"Where is it?" Now that there were no outsiders in the study, Yang Dingguo quibbled, sat down, and said, "It's not like you don't know my attitude towards Zhang Xiao, his background..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Lan interrupted him and emphasized: "I don't care about his background or not. Anyway, I think this young man Zhang Xiao is pretty good."

"She is gentle, can cook, and is very strong in martial arts. She is a perfect match for our Mimi. And you also saw Mimi's attitude just now."

"How much she likes Zhang Xiao, I don't need to say more!"

Faced with Xu Lan's words, Yang Dingguo fell silent.

How much his daughter likes Zhang Xiao can be seen from the information he sent people to investigate and the information on the Internet.

Yang Dingguo is not a fool, but he is very smart. He naturally knows that his daughter really likes Zhang Xiao, but what he is struggling with is Zhang Xiao's true background that even the Yang family cannot find out.

"Why···"

After Yang Dingguo sighed, he stood up and walked to his desk. He looked down at the "Army March" written on the rice paper and thought to himself: "Anyone who can write such a poem must have a patriotic heart."

After watching "Army March" again and thinking a lot, Yang Dingguo relaxed a little and said, "Don't I have any objections to it?"

"Yes, you have no objection. During the Chinese New Year, they only have three days off. It's up to you to decide!" Xu Lan rolled her eyes and said angrily.