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Then Xu Lan looked at Yang Dingguo and reminded: "Mimi secretly told me just now that Zhang Xiao came to my house to celebrate the Chinese New Year. You are so dark-faced and silent. Wait a minute."

This is not allowed anymore.”

"Okay, okay, I understand." Yang Dingguo responded.

"It's good to know." Xu Lan stood up, adjusted her clothes, and said, "Let's go and see how the luncheon preparations are going."

Yang Dingguo finished, silently picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and said, "You go over first!"

"What are you going to do again?" Xu Lan looked at Yang Dingguo and frowned.

"It's okay, I'm just adjusting my mentality. You go ahead!" Yang Dingguo said impatiently.

"Hey, there's really nothing I can do against you!" Xu Lan shook her head helplessly and said, "Then I'll go there first. I can't let neither of us show up."

"At that time, Zhang Xiao will think that we don't welcome him, so you should do it quickly."

"Okay, I understand. I'll be there in a few minutes." Yang Dingguo replied.

Xu Lan said with a smile: "Well, since my son-in-law is here today, you are allowed to drink."

After saying that, he walked towards the restaurant to see the preparations for the dinner.

Yang Dingguo, with a melancholy look on his face, sat on the chair without saying a word, listening to the footsteps getting farther and farther in his ears, until he couldn't hear them at all, and immediately put down the teacup in his hand.

He suddenly stood up and lay down on the table, looking at the song "March on the Military" carefully, exclaiming in wonder: "What a good calligraphy and a good poem, I need to have it framed quickly."

After making up my mind, I quickly ran to the door and looked around to make sure no one was passing by. I quickly picked up my phone and made a call.

"beep···"

After the phone rang a few times, an old voice came.

"Young man from the Yang family, please call me during the Chinese New Year. Is there something wrong?"

"Hey, Mr. Qin, as for me, I recently got a good name. I heard that you have good wood on hand. Is it pear wood?" Yang Dingguo asked with a smile.

The old man Qin he was talking about was named Qin Qingfeng, and he was also a calligraphy enthusiast.

"What are you doing?" Qin Qingfeng said angrily: "You actually hit me with all your little calculations?"

"hey-hey···"

Yang Dingguo smiled and said very proudly: "Mr. Qin, I'm not bragging. If you see the words on my hand, I guarantee that you will take the initiative to give me the piece of wood, and even decide to help me frame it.

stand up."

"During the Chinese New Year, your house doesn't set off firecrackers. It's all your mouth that blows them." Qin Qingfeng retorted angrily.

"If you don't believe it, I'll let you see it this afternoon." Yang Dingguo said.

"Tsk, I'll see if I have time this afternoon." After Qin Qingfeng said this, he hung up the phone.

Yang Dingguo showed a proud smile on his lips and whispered in a low voice: "Haha, when the time comes, you old man will beg me."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Dingguo carefully folded "Military March" and "Poetry of Mulan". He also specially took out a wooden box with his own copybook inside, took it out and threw it into the corner, and then wrote Zhang Xiao's

These two pictures were put in.

He looked up and looked outside the door, but found no one, so he quickly put it in a hidden drawer.

"Ahem!"

He pretended to cough twice, straightened his back, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the restaurant as if nothing happened.

In the restaurant at this time.

"Come on, come on, try this. I heard that you like spicy food, so I specially found a cook who is very good at Sichuan cuisine to come and cook it for you at home." Xu Lan enthusiastically served Zhang Xiao some food.

"Hey, thank you, auntie," Zhang Xiao responded with a smile.

Yang Mi next to her was also extremely happy when she saw this scene. Obviously her mother was very, very satisfied with Zhang Xiao.

As for dad...

Although he kept silent all the time and didn't even see Zhang Xiao very often, he never refused anything, not even saying he wouldn't accept a gift.

This shows that even though Dad may not be happy in his heart, he has not made up his mind to refuse.

"Humph, I didn't meet Zhang Xiao last time, and I didn't know how to be more enthusiastic towards Zhang Xiao this time. I didn't even introduce myself, so I just kept silent. Fortunately, Zhang Xiao didn't care." Yang Mi pouted, thinking in her heart.

He whispered softly.

At this time, Yang Dingguo stood at the door and saw his daughter's unhappy face. He also knew that it was his fault and felt a little guilty for a moment.

If you think about it carefully, Zhang Xiao is actually quite good from beginning to end, and he treats his daughter well in daily life.

Even when I come home to see the gifts I give, they are all unique and unique.

The song "Joining the Army" really touched his heart. Invisibly, it made Zhang Xiao's image more favorable in Yang Dingguo's heart.

Thinking of this, Yang Dingguo thought to himself: "It's better to be a little more enthusiastic about Zhang Xiao. After all, except for his background that even the Yang family can't find out, I have no objections to him at all, and I'm even very satisfied with him."

After Yang Dingguo made up his mind.

"Cough cough cough!" He coughed twice on purpose and muttered silently in his mind for three seconds before walking in.

"Have you started eating?" Yang Dingguo asked.

Hearing his voice, Xu Lan turned her head and rolled her eyes, saying: "You have the nerve to say it, Zhang Xiao has always said that we will eat together when you come, but you haven't been seen for a long time. I saw them having a hard time traveling all the way, so I went first

Urged him to take two bites."

"Oh, it's okay, our family doesn't have that many rules!" Yang Dingguo said calmly.

"This is called being polite!" Xu Lan replied angrily and kept giving Yang Dingguo a look.

The meaning is obvious, let him not forget what he just promised himself.

After understanding what his wife meant, Yang Dingguo twitched the corner of his mouth and walked calmly towards the dining table. When he passed by Xu Lan, he whispered: "Okay, I understand."

After saying that, he pretended to be nonchalant and sat on the main seat, and took the initiative to say: "Zhang Xiao, right?"

"Ah, yes!" Zhang Xiao raised his head in panic and responded.

"Well, did you write the song "Army"?" Yang Dingguo looked at Zhang Xiao and asked.

Facing the gaze of his future father-in-law, Zhang Xiao replied breathlessly without blushing: "Yes, I wrote it!"

"Hmm..." Yang Dingguo nodded with satisfaction and said lightly: "It's well written. It's good for a young man to have your talent."

"And your calligraphy is also very good, but there is still a lot of room for improvement, so don't be proud."

"Well, I know!" Zhang Xiao nodded in response.

"Okay, let's chat while we eat!" Yang Dingguo said lightly, and then asked: "Can you drink?"

Zhang Xiao was stunned when he heard this. Before he could speak, Yang Mi was a little anxious.

Can Zhang Xiao drink?