Qiao Tianchang nodded, followed Ning Mengyao to leave, turned the whole village, gave the gifts of several familiar families, and then went to Yang Zhu's house.

When the two men passed by, Yang Zhi had come back from the college and saw Ning Mengyao's eyes turned to be bright: "sister Mengyao, you can come back. Zhier misses you so much."

"My elder sister also wants to be wise. Does wise listen to my husband's words For this naughty boy, Ning Mengyao still likes it very much. She asked with a smile.

Zhi'er nodded quickly: "of course, sir, I like it. Elder sister, I'll tell you..."

The whole yard heard zhier and Ning Mengyao talking, and others were listening to them, especially Qiao Tianchang.

However, he lost his mind when listening. Will his children be so lovely when they grow up? If so, he will be happy.

Seeing Qiao Tianchang's eyes drifting, I don't know what I'm thinking. I leaned over and asked in a low voice, "what are you thinking?"

"I wonder if our future children are as sensible as the wise ones."

"Certainly." Their children will naturally teach seriously.

Qiao Tianchang nodded and put his hand on Ning Mengyao's stomach. As soon as he put it on, the child moved. This feeling made Qiao Tianchang very happy and happy.

Ning Mengyao, who was intimate with others, felt embarrassed and touched her nose with a slight twinkle in her eyes.

"Your relationship is still so good." Yang looked at them and said with a smile.

I just think of my daughter Yang Lele again. Alas, the child is nearly 18 years old. She always says she wants to wait for her marriage. It's all a big girl. Who in the village doesn't point out to their family? It's said that the daughter of their family is not content with her family.

They wanted to tell their daughter not to go out, but they couldn't say it when they saw her happy appearance.

"What's the matter with you, aunt Yang? What are you thinking? " Ningmengyao saw Yang's sad face, and she was puzzled.

She sighed heavily: "it's not because of Lele, she's going to be 18 soon. Although she said that her family is getting richer and richer now, the villagers have everything they say. They say that Lele is an old girl, and she can't get married."

Ningmengyao was speechless as soon as she heard it: "Auntie Yang, you can rest assured that Lele will be able to get married this year."

"What do you say?" As soon as Yang heard the spirit, was there anything they didn't know?

Ning Mengyao thinks about it, and tells Yang what Lei An asked him. Then he tells Yang that Lei An is on the battlefield now. When he comes back, he will definitely come to propose marriage.

Lei An and Yang Lele got along well during that time. Yang Lele also told her about the relationship between them. She thought that it would be sooner or later for them to get married.

When Yang heard that it was lei'an, he immediately felt relieved: "if it was lei'an, I would be relieved, but how did he go to the battlefield? Swords don't have eyes on the battlefield. "

"I'm coming back soon. Aunt Yang doesn't have to worry too much."

"Well, then I'll be relieved." Yang thought that Lei An was still an official. He didn't see it. Later, he saw that those people envied themselves. He had a son-in-law who was an official and laughed at their family music.

Ning Mengyao laughingly looks at Yang's emotions, which are all exposed outside. She can't help laughing. This aunt Yang is too cute.

"I went to cook." Seeing Ning Mengyao smiling at herself, Yang was a little embarrassed, so she quickly stood up and went to the kitchen.

The appearance of running away from home made Yang Zhu laugh.

Yang Zhu is also worried about his daughter's marriage. Now that he knows Lei An has this idea, he won't let Yang family go to other posterity. Compared with those who don't know, Lei An, who is still familiar with her, is more reliable.

In the evening, when Yang Yi and his wife saw Ning Mengyao, they laughed again.

Until it was getting dark, Ning Mengyao and Qiao Tianchang went back together.

"Sister Mengyao, are you still going?" Before leaving, Yang Zhi asked, holding their eyes.