House Dad's Literary Life-Chapter 362: Introduce A Partner To Who?

Wudaokou Village, Zhuyi Town, Peiguo County, is a very ordinary small village located in a valley formed by two mountain ranges. The scenery is unique, but transportation is not very convenient. In the early years, it had a sense of isolation from the world. It was not until 20 years ago that the county built a road passing through Wudaokou that this small village had the opportunity to connect with the outside world.

On this day, as the sun set in the west, the fiery red rays of the setting sun were like the devil’s claws, contrasting with the mottled clouds, creating a unique and captivating beauty.

Yang Qing didn’t know how to appreciate it. He was wearing a cotton jacket and carrying a hoe on his way home. He greeted his neighbors in a simple and honest manner.

“Qingzi, when are you going to have the wedding?” someone jokingly asked.

“It’s still early, it’s still early!” Yang Qing scratched his head and smiled somewhat embarrassingly.

After he left, a few women who had already finished preparing dinner gathered together and whispered, “Ah, Old Yang’s family is doing well now, buying cows and pigs, and building a big house.”

“Who says it’s not? If I had known earlier, I would have introduced my daughter to Qingzi. Now someone from another village has taken advantage of it.”

“Qingzi is a good person and capable. I always thought he was talented. I told you before, but you didn’t believe me. But that girl from the other village, who seems to be from Zheng Village, is said to be quite beautiful.”

“The one who is doing well is the eldest of Old Yang’s family. The money was all sent back by him from outside. Otherwise, with old man Yang Chonggui’s and Yang Qing’s farming skills, how could they earn so much money?”

“Ah, I heard from Yue’e that their eldest son hasn’t married yet. Sister-in-law, you should hurry with your daughter!”

While they were gossiping, Yang Qing had just returned home. The four-story small building that had just been built stood out among the surrounding old buildings, which were mostly two-story buildings and many were old-style single-story tiled houses.

No wonder those women thought Old Yang’s family was doing well. Not to mention Wudaokou Village, even in the nearby Zhengjia Village, there were very few families who had the money to build a four-story western-style building. There were some in the town, but they were all located alongside the main roads.

When Yang Qing came back, a woman in her fifties walked out of their hall with a smile on her face.

“Qingzi, you’re back?” The woman’s voice was very loud.

“Sister Migu, you’re here? Why don’t you stay a little longer? Yang Qing was stunned when he saw this person, but still greeted her politely.

After the person left, he frowned, placed the hoe near the cattle pen, and walked into the hall.

Yang Chonggui, the father of Yang Yi, Yang Qing, and Yang Huan, was in his sixties or seventies. His hair had turned white, but his body was still very strong, and his eyes were still bright. He was sitting on the Taishi chair1 drinking tea. There was an indescribable aura in his every move.

The decoration of the Yang family’s hall was exquisite, very similar to those of ancient big families on TV. In the center were two Taishi chairs, one left and one right, with a square table in the middle. On both sides were chairs arranged with vases in between, which were a bit shorter than the Taishi chairs.

They were not antiques or expensive furniture. The chairs were made of wood, and there was an endless supply of materials in the mountains. They had craftsmen in the village help make them. The vases were even cheaper. If one looked closely, one could see that the patterns on the vase weren’t uniform, and the mouth of the vase was crooked. They were factory rejects sold in the market in the town, but they worked just fine for planting flowers.

Yang Qing saw his mother tidying up the guest’s teacup and the peeled peanut shells and candy paper. He quickly went over to help. As he helped, he said, “Mom, that person just now, wasn’t that Sister Migu? The one who introduced Shuyi to me.”

Simply put, she was a matchmaker.

“Yes!” Dong Yue’e smiled slightly and let her son tidy up.

Dong Yue’e was in her fifties, and she looked much younger than Yang Chonggui. She had a kind face and didn’t look as fierce as Yang Chonggui.

“I already have Shuyi, don’t I? Why did she come again?” Yang Qing furrowed his brow and asked in confusion, “Mom, we mustn’t do anything to hurt Shuyi.”

Yang Qing tidied up the things and poured himself a glass of water to drink before washing the cup. Yang Chonggui remained silent and continued to drink his tea. The old man had this quiet and reserved personality.

“Who said I asked Sister Migu to come over to introduce you to someone else?” Dong Yue’e smiled and said, “I’m worried about Tiezi. He’s coming back for the Spring Festival this year, isn’t he? I thought about introducing him to someone and see if he likes her.”2

“Pfft…” Yang Qing sprayed out all the water he was drinking.

Yang Chonggui furrowed his brow and said, “How old are you? Why are you still so rash and careless?”

The old man’s voice was like a raging bell, each word exuded an awe-inspiring majesty that could not be refuted!

Yang Qing dared not do anything. He nodded obediently and quickly wiped up the water he had sprayed on the table.

“Mom, you don’t need to introduce a partner to big brother.” Yang Qing whispered to his mother.

“Why? Does he have a partner outside?” Dong Yue’e’s reaction was very sharp, and she immediately caught Yang Qing’s flaw.

“Cough cough, anyway, big brother is not alone when he comes back this time. Besides Huanhuan, there will be others.” Yang Qing said vaguely. He had already revealed the secret, but he did not say whether Yang Yi brought one person, or two…

Normal people wouldn’t think of two, and Dong Yue’e was the same. She had a delighted expression as she asked, “Qingzi, are you saying that your big brother is bringing a partner home this time?”

Yang Chonggui also raised his head and looked at Yang Qing.

“Um…” Yang Qing nodded hesitantly.

“Ah, this child, why didn’t you say it earlier? You’re still hiding it!” Dong Yue’e was both relieved and complaining, “Bringing a partner home, ah, if you hadn’t mentioned it, Qingzi, I would have introduced him to another one. That would have been a big mess! No, I have to cancel the arrangement with Sister Migu later.”

“Oh, by the way, Qingzi, what does your big brother’s partner look like? Is she good-looking? Is she tall enough? Where is she from?” Dong Yue’e started to ask.

“How would I know? I haven’t seen her, we’ll know when big brother comes back, it’s just a matter of these two days!” Yang Qing scratched his head.

“Then I have to quickly buy more meat and go to the town to buy some fish. The girl is coming to our house for the first time, we can’t be too shabby…” Dong Yue’e became enthusiastic.

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The next day, in Jiangcheng, Yang Yi moved boxes of packed things into the cargo compartment of the Tyrant Wolf. Yang Huan and Mo Fei were also helping. They bought a lot of things, and even the cargo compartment of the pickup truck was packed full.

“Yang Yi, I forgot about these. I bought clothes for your parents.” Mo Fei ran down in a panic, holding several bags of clothes as Yang Yi began to tie the nylon rope.

“What clothes?” Yang Yi asked, puzzled.

“A cheongsam for your mom, and a woolen suit for your dad…” Mo Fei took them out.

The suit was old-fashioned, a bit like the one Xu Wenqiang wore in Shanghai Beach, and the color of the cheongsam was also quite elegant. It seemed that Mo Fei had carefully selected them.

“My parents may not necessarily wear these, especially my dad. He, ah, how to say, doesn’t care so much about clothes, and doesn’t like to dress too formally. At most, he wears those long-gown-style jackets, like the ones in period dramas.”

“What should we do then?” Mo Fei panicked, feeling guilty that she had bought the wrong things.

“Forget it, anyway, it’s your thoughtful gesture. We’ll take it back, and if he doesn’t like it, I’ll wear it!” Yang Yi smiled, still took it, placed it in the cargo compartment, and covered it with canvas.

“But what if your dad doesn’t like it and gets angry with you or me?” Mo Fei asked nervously.

“How could it be?” Yang Yi patted Mo Fei’s shoulder and comforted her, “He has a strong temper, but he doesn’t easily get angry with people, unless that person does something wrong, or goes against morality, Moreover, his temper is mostly directed at me and my brother, other people generally can’t experience it!”

“Papa, Papa, what about Xiao Guai and the others?” Xixi also ran down the stairs, pouting and saying, “We’re not at home, they’ll starve.”

“This, I’ve already asked your sister Du to help take care of them. She’s not going home for the Spring Festival. In a while, she’ll come over to pick up Xiao Guai and the others and take them to her dormitory.”

Xixi finally smiled happily and felt relieved.