Chapter 7 Borrowing Money
Walking over to hold Yang Ma's shoulders, they went into the kitchen to help together: "Mom, those annoying people are gone, we can eat by ourselves, Zhiyu will have a job, let's celebrate."

"That's something to celebrate, something to celebrate."

Lin Zhiyu was only 17 years old when he went to the countryside. He was fair-looking, gentle, polite and never uttered dirty words. Yang's father and mother really loved him, and even his own son Yang Jiang had to stand aside.

It wasn't until Yang Jiang came back from the field that he heard that his brother-in-law's family had come and gone.

Yang Jiang's personality is like Yang's father, very straightforward, commonly known as a stick, he never felt that there was anything wrong with his parents being nice to his brother-in-law.

Perhaps people who are not good at reading naturally admire and envy scholars, and he admires Lin Zhiyu very much.Especially after knowing that the Lin family treated his brother-in-law badly, he was still afraid that his sister would bully her brother-in-law, so he always helped her brother-in-law and said sister.

"It's fine for these people to leave. If I were at home, I would beat them all over the floor. Brother-in-law, whoever bullies you in the future, tell me, I will protect you."

Lin Zhiyu poured a glass of wine for his father-in-law, poured another for his brother-in-law, filled his own, and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll leave the fight to you."

Father Yang took a half sip from his wine glass, put down the glass and glared at his son: "With your father at home, how can you let those people bully your brother-in-law?"

"Hey, Dad, you can't be disobedient! If you want to talk about fighting, it has to be your son, look at my arm." Yang Jiang laughed and provoked his father, and raised his arm to pat the pimple on his arm , to show their youthful strength.

Yang Liu came in with chicken soup, frowned upon hearing this, looked at his tall but heartless younger brother, and sighed inwardly.

Forget it, the younger brother's matter is not urgent at this moment, wait until Lin Zhiyu's work is settled, and then find a way to solve the matter between the younger brother and that woman.

The family finished their meal in harmony, Yang's mother took her grandson to take a nap, Yang Liu went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, she was a little used to the old-fashioned earthen stove, but she was inexplicably happy, all of which made her truly feel the truth!
This time, we must live well!
After tidying up, she found that there was no sound at all, so she went back to her room.

Lin Zhiyu didn't know whether he was angry with the Lin family or because he had a job. Today, he drank two more glasses without restraint, and fell asleep on the bed at this time.

Yang Liu walked over, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Lin Zhiyu who was sleeping soundly, his slightly parted lips smelled of alcohol while breathing, and a hand with bony knuckles rested on his forehead!

This man is good-looking and has a refined temperament. He is really suitable to stand on the podium!
She lay sideways beside Lin Zhiyu, and Lin Zhiyu subconsciously rolled over in his sleep and hugged her into his arms.

Yang Liu lay quietly, thinking how long has it been since she slept with Lin Zhiyu?

Lin Zhiyu from the previous life was a little fuzzy in her mind, only him pounced on her and that whisper, Yang Liu understood that it was actually his questioning, unwilling to keep wandering with her!
After an unknown amount of time, she heard voices in the yard, and then she got up gently and covered him with a thin quilt.Even in the midsummer, the earth house in the country is still a bit cold.

After arranging my hair and clothes, I opened the door and went out, and saw my dad sitting under the eaves, smoking a stuffy cigarette.

Yang Liu walked over and squatted in front of her father, raised her head and looked at him: "Dad, stop smoking, this smoke hurts your body."

She seldom speaks so softly. Father Yang was stunned for a moment, and took another puff of cigarette forcefully. The sparks jumped up quickly, and then they were thrown to the ground and stamped out with his feet.

Then he took out a stack of money from his pocket, one of which was ten yuan, and the rest were five yuan, two yuan, and one yuan.

"I went around and borrowed 50 yuan. There are still [-] yuan at home. I will give it to you when your mother gets up. You take it first, and I will think of a way."

(End of this chapter)

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