Chasing Dreams - Memory Repair System

Yang Zaixing smiled slightly and said, "Of course there will be." Father-in-law, mother-in-law, brother, and myself. "

Yang Hualing sneered and said, "Can father-in-law and mother-in-law guard you all the time?"

Yang Zaixing shook his head and said, "No." "

Yang Hualing said: "If a woman is targeted by other men, her father-in-law and mother-in-law can't keep it."

Also, after the

husband and wife have been separated for a long time, even if they are guarded by their father-in-law and mother-in-law, some women will find ways to get rid of their guardianship and run out to find joy and happiness. "

"Why?" asked Yang Zaixing.

Yang

Hualing put her hands on Yang Zaixing's shoulders, stared into his eyes, and said, "No why." A woman who has become a family also needs to be hurt and comforted. "

Yang

Zaixing understood what Yang Hualing meant, removed her hands, and said, "I understand, husband and wife need to stay together for a long time in order for their relationship to be stable."

If they are not together for a long time, their relationship will fade, and various accidents will occur, giving outsiders a chance to take advantage of. "

Yang Hualing smiled charmingly and said, "It's good if you understand." I believe that none of the women in our village want men to go out to work.

However, the reality is cruel, there is no opportunity to earn money in the village, if the man does not go out, how can he feed the children?".

Yang Zaixing said: "I heard from friends in the town that this is the hometown of folk art, with pottery, bamboo weaving, paper-cutting, and guqin. Can't you make money from these folk crafts?".

Yang Hualing said: "These are all old yellow calendars. In the early days, there were people who made money from these crafts.

However, in the

last one or two decades, money has been depreciating, and the sales of folk crafts in our village are not large, and the money earned is not as good as going out to work, so there are fewer and fewer people doing it. "

Yang Zaixing said: "Yes, in modern society, new things emerge in an endless stream, and there is less and less market for folk art. "

Yang Hualing sighed and said, "Don't talk about this." Let's go to my kitchen and see what you want to eat at night?".

Yang

Hualing inadvertently took Yang Zaixing's right hand and left Yang Zaixing's room.

Yang

Zaixing tried to pull out his right hand, but was grabbed tightly by Yang Hualing.

Yang Hualing's face was full of spring breeze, and while walking down the stairs, he talked about the family handicraft.

"Seven generations of our family have been making guzheng, and my grandmother has taken the village band to the provincial capital many times to perform. I'll play you a few songs later. "

Yang

Zaixing was surprised, and couldn't help but look at Yang Hualing with admiration.

"Your family is a folk artist?".

Yang Hualing's eyes were like silk, and she said, "Why? Don't believe it?"

"No, I do. I just think..."

When he first arrived, after some understanding, Yang Zaixing did not have a good impression of Yang Xiaomei, Yang Hualing, and Mu Xin, thinking that they were all superficial women who were water-based Yang Hua and subservient to Yang Tiezhu.

Yang Hualing

talked about Guzheng, which instantly changed Yang Zaixing's opinion of Yang Hualing.

In Tianfu City, Yang Zaixing saw many women who loved vanity and greedy for pleasure, and had a natural affection for talented women.

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"What do you think?".

Yang

Hualing noticed the subtle changes in Yang Zaixing's eyes, tone and body language, and felt ecstatic.

She gently squeezed Yang Zaixing's hand and said, "Do you think that the women in our Yangjialing Village are different from what they imagined?"

"Hmm. "

At this time, Yang Hualing and Yang Zaixing had already reached the first floor. Yang Hualing stopped, turned to stare into Yang Zaixing's eyes, and asked, "What do you imagine the women in Yangjialing Village to look like?"

Yang

Zaixing was looked at a little unnaturally by Yang Hualing, so he moved his eyes to other places.

"How can I say it? It's just an ordinary rural woman, simple and generous, diligent and thrifty, with no interests or hobbies. "

Yang Hualing smiled slightly and said, "The women of our Yangjialing Village are not only simple and generous, diligent and thrifty, but also versatile.

Xiaomei, who sent you here, is a scholarly family in her ancestors, and her calligraphy and Chinese painting are their own and famous.

Every year during the Spring Festival, the Spring Festival couplets posted in several surrounding villages are written by Xiaomei's father or uncle.

Xiaomei studied piano, chess, calligraphy and painting with her father since she was a child, and when she was in junior high school, her calligraphy works won several awards in the city. "

"Oh, is it, Xiaomei is so talented?" Yang Zaixing said in surprise.

Yang Hualing blinked proudly and said, "How about it? I didn't expect it, do you want to stay, find a talented girl, and be a son-in-law?"

Yang

Zaixing smiled: "Wow! Then please ask Sister Yang to introduce one for me." "

Yang

Hualing helped Yang Zaixing, squeezed her eyebrows, and said, "Marry me, I just lack a husband." "

Yang

Zaixing avoided Yang Hualing's hot gaze and said, "Sister Yang is too humorous, how dare I?"

Yang Hualing pressed forward step by step, and said: "Sister is serious, when you come to my house, I will fall in love with you at a glance." "

Yang

Zaixing blushed and didn't dare to look directly into Yang Hualing's eyes.

Yang

Hualing smiled charmingly, took Yang Zaixing's hand, and walked into the kitchen.

She opened the refrigerator and said, "There are wild boar, pheasant, yellow croaker, turtle dove, loach, sheep kidney, and bullwhip at home, do you order it, or will I arrange it?"

Yang Zaixing pondered for a moment and said, "I'll pay a hundred yuan, can you arrange it?"

Yang Hualing said: "Do you want to call Xiaomei over, she can drink." "

Yang Zaixing said: "We still have something to do at night, so we won't drink the wine." "

Yang Hualing said: "Okay." If you don't drink a hundred dollars, you won't be able to finish it. Then when you're done, I'll add a few more dishes and have a drink with you. "

"You arrange it, thank you for your hard work. "

Yang Zaixing rubbed his eyes, came out of the kitchen, walked into Li Cunxiao's room, and discussed the plan of action for the night.

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With Yang Zaixing's consent, Yang Hualing only made three dishes and one soup, and the unfried dishes were saved for supper in the evening.

After dinner, Yang Zaixing and Li Cunxiao asked for Yang Tiezhu's address, and while walking, they observed the people they passed.

After walking about 100 meters, Yang Zaixing saw a familiar figure - Yang Xingtong, the girl he had saved in his dream.

Yang Xingtong, who is less than 1.4 meters tall, is struggling to carry a wooden barrel and walks towards a pigsty.

"Xingtong. Brother is here to help you. "

Yang Zaixing stepped forward quickly and grabbed the handle of the barrel.

Yang Xingtong was startled, and said in a trembling voice: "Are you...? Know me?".

Yang Zaixing nodded, squatted down, and whispered, "I saw you in my dream." I also saw Yang Caiyue's father. "

Yang Xingtong's face changed greatly, his face showed a look of horror, and he almost slipped to the ground.

Yang

Zaixing held Yang Xingtong, lifted the wooden barrel, led Yang Xingtong, walked to the door of the pigsty, and poured the pig food into the trough.

He squatted down again and asked Yang Xingtong, "You told me in your dream that you were violated five times by Yang Caiyue's father, Yang Jiachong, is that so?"

Yang Xingtong shook his head again and again, and said, "No! No!"

Yang Zaixing picked up a broken brick casually and pinched it hard, and the broken brick was instantly pinched into broken bricks.

He wrenched his face and said solemnly: "Xingtong, brother is here to support you, if someone bullies you, you want to beat or scold, or ask the other party to lose money, brother can do it."

If you don't say anything, the bad people who hurt you will think you're a bully and continue to hurt you.

You have to think about it, do you want me to help you?".

Yang

Xingtong looked at Yang Zaixing timidly and nodded.

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