Chapter 7 (2/2)
”That's right. Now that the Yan family has the third son, we will have no worries...”
Yan Xingye nodded with a smile.
”Yes, but Dad, you have to talk about the third brother. You say that my son, who is the eldest brother, is old enough to marry a daughter-in-law, but my third brother, even now, doesn't bring back a girlfriend... This family business is a major event in life, but it can't be delayed to marry a daughter-in-law.”
The old man snorted coldly. He put down his tea cup and turned to look at some cold men around him.
”Third brother, did you hear what your elder brother said? You're in your thirties this year. Anyway, it's a big deal to make the Yan family have more children and grandchildren! ”
Yan Shenghan cold eyes, take up the teapot to the old man's cup full.
”Didn't Yan Bei say that he would take his girlfriend home today? Instead of urging me, let him work hard. Maybe you can have great grandchildren soon.”
”You child... Say you, you go to Yan Bei...”
”Grandfather, parents, uncle!”
They raised their eyes and saw Yan Bei, who was still talking, holding a woman in his hand and walking towards this side.
The old man's serious face raised a smile of satisfaction.
”Well, it's better for Yan Bei. Third brother, your uncle can't compare with Yan Bei in this kind of thing.”
Yan Xingye waved his hand with a smile, but the smile on his face didn't mean to accept.
He may not be as talented as his third brother, but he has high hopes for his son.
”Dad, you're joking. Yan Bei has this advantage. The child is obedient. Ha ha ha...”
One side of Mrs. Yan smile.
”You're not ashamed. Do you boast so much about children? Don't call him a joke. ”
Jokes?
What does he joke about?
”Big brother and sister-in-law don't have to be modest. Yan Bei is really better than me in this respect.”
Yan Bei pulls nannuo to the sofa, with a happy and pure smile on his face. Especially when he sees Yan Shenghan sitting on one side, his eyes are filled with adoration and excitement.
”Grandfather, this is the girl I love. Her name is nannuo. She is the second miss of Nanjia family!”
Nanjia?
Yan Zhenlin was worried that the Nanjia family was just a small family in a city. It was a little worse to match their eldest grandson
Nannuo didn't dare to look up from the beginning to the end, with a little panic on her small face. On this occasion, she really didn't know what to do.
Leaning on the sofa, the man's eyes sank, looking at the little woman at a loss opposite him, and his mind came up with the small face of pear blossom with rain last night.
It's her.