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"He's staying at our house?" Lin Yue said, "He's really good at it. He's determined to be in-laws with Ye Xiaolang's parents."

He left last night without knowing what happened in the hotel, he took it for granted that Qiao Zuwang picked up Ye Xiaolang's parents.

"No." Qiao Erqiang said with a blank face: "They followed by themselves, and we insist on giving them an explanation, saying that you... that you have harmed their girl."

"That's right." Qiao Simei said angrily, "When I think of this, I will get angry. Eldest brother and Ye Xiaolang are obviously in free love. If they love each other, they will be together. If they don't love each other, they will break up. I also said Ye Xiaolang is harming elder brother, I already knew that woman is not a cheap lamp."

After speaking, he took a bite of the pear, as if he was eating Ye Xiaolang's flesh.

"Okay, don't be an afterthought." Qiao Sanli said, "Brother, what do you think about this matter?"

Lin Yue said, "What should I do? Call the police."

Qiao Erqiang said: "Brother, this...isn't it good?"

"Do you think there is a turning point for this matter? With such an old father-in-law and mother-in-law, will life be easier in the future?"

When the three of them heard it, it was indeed the case. Seeing what Ye Xiaolang's parents did, the daughter went to her son-in-law to collect debts on the day of her wedding, which annoyed them. If you don't leave, this marriage is really coming to an end, and Qiao Yicheng will have a good fruit in the future?

"Brother is right, we can't get married, this marriage is definitely not possible." Qiao Simi said, "Sister-in-law is also a cultural person, how can she have a pair of parents like this? Pooh, pooh, what kind of sister-in-law, it's Ye Xiaolang."

She changed her words very quickly. A few minutes ago, she used to say "sister-in-law", but she became an irrelevant person in a blink of an eye.

Qiao Sanli said: "Brother, big...does Ye Xiaolang..."

Lin Yue knew what she wanted to ask: "She came here last night, and I told her to pack up and leave."

Hearing such an answer, Qiao Sanli knew that her elder brother and Ye Xiaolang's marriage had no room for change, so she stopped persuading her.

After Qiao Simei gnawed the pear, she yawned a long time: "Brother, can I sleep with you for a while?"

Just now I focused all my energy on Ye Xiaolang's parents' wonderful routines, and didn't pay attention to the mental state of the three people. As soon as Qiao Simei said that, he noticed that each of the three people had a pair of dark circles under their eyes. He thought they were tortured last night One night.

It's no wonder that the eldest brother turned the table at the wedding uncharacteristically. This is a very difficult thing to accept. If Ye Xiaolang's parents go to the house to make a fuss, how can the few people sleep soundly.

"Anyway, you don't have to go to work today, Sanli, you and Simei go to the back room to rest for a while, Er Qiang, just make do on the sofa."

Lin Yue made arrangements and got up to get the clothes on the hanger.

Qiao Sanli stood up and walked to him: "Brother, what are you doing?"

"I'll go to Ye Xiaolang and ask her to take her parents away from our house."

"Then you have to tell her well."

"Do not worry."

Lin Yue smiled at her, opened the door and walked out.

He found a place to have breakfast first, and then went shopping around, Qinhuai River, Confucius Temple, Sanpailou Street, Xuanwu Lake, Nanjing Yangtze River Bridge...

This can't help but remind him of the days in "To Our Dying Youth", and his heart is full of nostalgia.

The streets of Nanjing in 1990 were not yet a busy world. It seemed that everyone had more time than 30 years later. When they met acquaintances, they would stop and chat for a few words, talk about the new seasonal fruits and vegetables in the vegetable market, and talk about them. Where is it going to be demolished, what kind of building is going to be built, the most luxurious hotel is the Jinling Hotel, the Confucius Temple is not a pure commercial street, the most crowded bus No. 25 in the future will always be full of people, the roadside grain and oil stores and department stores The building vaguely has the shadow of a planned economy.

Near noon, he went to the Nanjing Daily Office where Ye Xiaolang worked, but he didn't see anyone. Ye Xiaolang's best friend Liu Xiaomeng said something strangely, meaning that he did such an outrageous thing last night and fell asleep. Come to ask for forgiveness and get back together as soon as you wake up? How can there be such a good thing in the world.

Lin Yue couldn't help laughing, and told her very seriously that he had no intention of reuniting with Ye Xiaolang when he came to see Ye Xiaolang, because her parents stayed in Qiao's old house, which affected the daily life of her younger siblings, please. She went to take her parents away, enough was enough.

After speaking, Liu Xiaomeng turned and left with a dazed expression.

12:30 noon.

He returned to the rented one-bedroom, one-living room, and when the door opened, a smell of meat wafted into his nostrils, and there was the sound of cooking vegetables in the kitchen.

"Brother, you are back."

Following Qiao Simi's bluffing, the face full of collagen came into view, he took off his clothes and handed them to her, then turned his head towards the kitchen.

"Second brother is cooking."

As if to confirm her explanation, Qiao Erqiang wiped the sweat off his face with a towel hanging around his neck, and said to Lin Yue: "Yesterday, the sister from Sichuan in the bookbinding factory taught me a Sichuan dish, boiled pork slices, Simeifei She asked me to make it for her to eat, and Sanli also asked me to cook some dishes to accompany you for a few drinks."

"This Sanli has so many things to do."

Among the five children in the Qiao family, apart from Qiao Yicheng, the smartest one is Qiao Sanli. The most worry-free sister in the family.

"Where's Sanli?"

Qiao Simi said, "On the balcony."

Lin Yue glanced over to the living room, and sure enough, he saw Qiao Sanli taking some freshly washed clothes and putting them on the clothesline.

"Brother is back?"

Hearing footsteps behind her, she hung the shirt hanger on the beam, and walked into the living room with the washbasin in her hand: "I saw a lot of dirty clothes piled up in the bedroom, and I thought I'd wear them for work tomorrow, so I washed them for you. "

"Thank you, Sanli." Lin Yue felt a little relieved.

In the real world, he is the only child in his family and has no siblings. There are cousins, but because the relationship is relatively distant, their names often appear in comparisons among adults. After having the system, I have experienced many worlds, and I have never been someone else's brother. Now I suddenly have two younger sisters, and I feel pretty good.

Qiao Sanli thought that he would go to work tomorrow, but if he knew how to help with the laundry today, would it be okay to replace him with Ye Xiaolang? Not to mention washing clothes, he didn't even cook breakfast. In the drama, Qiao Yicheng put a vest under his jacket on his first day of work after getting married. Fortunately, Song Qingyuan lent him a shirt.

"Brother, how are you talking?"

She tried to hold back, but couldn't hold back.

Lin Yue replied truthfully: "I didn't see anyone."

"Is she angry? She is avoiding you on purpose?"

Angry is sure to be angry, and she would be naive if she thought doing so would change the situation: "Let her go."

"The old house over there..."

The absence of Ye Xiaolang meant that there was no solution to what her parents had to say at home. Qiao Sanli was a little worried about Qiao Zuwang.

Lin Yue said: "I think it's good to give him a headache. After knowing who Ye Xiaolang's parents are, they won't force me to marry Ye Xiaolang."

"Yes, brother is right." Qiao Simei sat down beside him, folded her arms, rested her head on his shoulder, looked up at his profile and said, "Who told him to help Ye Xiaolang last night?" Parents deserve to be tortured by those two old things."

"Aftermath! Last night you said that brother was crazy."

"Did I say that? Why don't I remember."

Qiao Simei's silly appearance is more ridiculous than cute, because Lin Yue, who accepts Qiao Yicheng's memory, knows exactly what kind of tricks she has.

"Qiao Simei, don't get close to me. If you get close to me, nothing good will happen."

"Brother, how can you say that, am I not happy?"

"Brother's marriage is over, are you still happy?"

"Oh, third sister, wouldn't he be able to move back to the old house in this way?"

Qiao Sanli looked at the spirited little girl who was full of ghosts with a puzzled face, and wanted to believe her words, but felt that this was not her style.

"Sanli, come and serve the dishes." At this moment, Qiao Erqiang's voice came from the kitchen.

"Hey, here we come." Qiao Sanli hurriedly agreed, flicked the remaining moisture on her hands, and walked quickly into the kitchen.

Seeing that the third sister left, Qiao Simei rubbed her hands up, and said to Lin Yue's ear, "Brother, I see a red woolen sweater with an unremoved card on the sofa in the bedroom. Is it Ye Xiaolang's?" ?”

"Oh, that's a wedding gift from a colleague in the unit, and I haven't had time to give it to her yet."

"Then since you broke up with her, why don't you give it to me. It's getting colder and colder. I bought this sweater three years ago."

Lin Yue broke away her hand holding her arm: "Qiao Simei, I knew that nothing good would happen if you did this."

"Brother..."

"Okay, okay, take it away."

"Brother is the best for me."

"Better than Qi Weimin to you?"

"hey-hey."

Qiao Simi just smirked.

"What are you two talking about?" Qiao Sanli brought two dishes to the table and looked at the two with doubts.

Qiao Simei immediately changed her face, and said in a fake way: "I'm discussing Nikrasov's poems with my elder brother."

Lin Yue corrected, "That's Nekrasov."

"Oh, oh, yes, Nekrasov."

"Stop chatting, the dishes are all ready, let's eat quickly." Qiao Erqiang came over with the freshly cooked boiled pork slices.

Lin Yue glanced at the food on the table.

A plate of fried peanuts, a plate of tomato scrambled eggs, a plate of shallots mixed with tofu, and a large bowl of boiled pork slices just out of the pan.

After setting the dishes and chopsticks, the four of them just sat down when there was a knock on the door outside.