0240 A Family Does Not Speak Two Languages
0240 A Family Does Not Speak Two Languages
"Oh my God!"
Ye Shaoheng shook his head vigorously, "I promise you, I will definitely get married and have children.
Don't worry about this.
But don't worry about my marriage anymore.
I will arrange it myself.
Well, aren't they coming tomorrow?
I'm looking for a feeling. If I can make eye contact, I will definitely let go and chase. "
Aunt Li was definitely not particularly satisfied with Ye Shaoheng's answer.
She frowned and thought for a while, then asked: "Then tell me your requirements, or what kind of thing you want to find."
Ye Shaoheng knew that this hurdle had been passed, so he thought for a while and replied: "It's very simple, beauty must come first.
Secondly, we need to have a common topic.
The most important thing is that I don’t want to find insiders. "
"Why!"
Aunt Li sighed and said very dissatisfied: "Go to bed, you deal with me every time."
Ye Shaoheng smiled and said, "I'm not perfunctory with you. Don't worry, my standards for choosing a wife are very high. If she doesn't meet the requirements, I'd rather leave her alone.
Then come back with a wife.
Isn’t it frustrating for you to have to fight against you every day?”
Aunt Li, who was a little unhappy at first, was amused by Ye Shaoheng's words, "You are the only one who can speak well. Go to sleep. I am very tired today."
Ye Shaoheng said: "Okay, I'll go to bed first, and you should go to bed early. You will be the protagonist tomorrow."
"Hey!" Just when Ye Shaoheng turned around and was about to leave, Aunt Li stopped him, "I will adopt my adopted daughter tomorrow, and as my biological son, you must express your gratitude.
I'll prepare it later, but the gift won't be real. "
Ye Shaoheng tilted his head and thought for a while, "This is easy to say."
After Aunt Li received Ye Shaoheng's answer, she felt relieved and let him go upstairs to sleep.
Ye Shaoheng returned upstairs and opened his door.
After confirming that the room door is closed.
He waved his right hand gently in front of him.
Suddenly, a sci-fi-like panel appeared in front of his eyes.
This is a panel that only Ye Shaoheng can see.
There is only a progress bar on the panel, which is about forty inches long.
The progress bar is light red starting from the left, and about one-third of the progress bar is white on the right.
Below the progress bar, there is a simple number.
78%!
See the numbers on the progress bar.
There was no special expression on Ye Shaoheng's face. After looking at it for a while, he waved his right hand again and the panel disappeared.
He walked to the bed.
He threw himself hard on the bed.
Close your eyes and fall asleep soon.
Eight o'clock the next morning.
Ye Shaoheng's snoring was still rising and falling.
There was a lot of noise downstairs.
Ye Shaoheng, who was used to sleeping in, sighed helplessly, then pulled the quilt over his head and started to sleep again.
Just when Ye Shaoheng felt that his return to the cage was about to succeed, there was a ruthless knock on his door.
"Why!"
Ye Shaoheng still opened the quilt and said helplessly: "Mom, considering that I am your biological son, please let me sleep a little longer.'
There is no one else who can knock on his door except Aunt Li.
Aunt Li's voice came from outside the door, "The guests have arrived, why are you, the host, still asleep?"
Ye Shaoheng sat up straight, "Have Yang Mireba and the others arrived?"
"There are also relatives and neighbors next door!" Aunt Li said: "I will definitely invite them to such a festive event.
You get up quickly. Now you have a special status. If you stay in the room and don't go to the reception.
Others would say that you are arrogant even if you are promising. "
The place where Aunt Li and the others live is considered a rural area.
And people living in rural areas.
He is particularly concerned about human relations and sophistication.
It can be seen from her previous behavior that Aunt Li is a very enthusiastic and hospitable person.
Therefore, Bai Ye Shaozhun has now become famous.
But in her eyes.
Ye Shaoheng is just her son. He has to receive guests who come to the house, even if they are ordinary people.
You will never forget your roots just because of your high status.
Ye Shaoheng knew that he couldn't screw Aunt Li, so he said helplessly: "Okay, I'll get up right away."
Hearing Ye Shaoheng's answer, Aunt Li said 'hmm', and then the sound of her pattering downstairs was heard from outside the door.
Ye Shaoheng lay back on the bed again, but did not dare to close his eyes.
Otherwise, I might fall asleep again.
When his head was clear, he slowly got up.
Then go to the bathroom to wash up.
About ten minutes after the end of the month, he casually wore a pair of shorts, a T-shirt, slippers on his feet, and walked downstairs.
No matter who you are.
No matter how glamorous it is outside.
As long as I return home, I want to return to my son's identity.
No matter how old you are!
Where there is mother, there must be home.
At this time, it was in the hall of Ye Shaoheng's home.
It was already overcrowded.
There are about ten people of various kinds.
Yang Mireba and Zifeng were huddled in a corner of the sofa.
He was answering the soul torture questions from Ye Shaoheng's seventh aunt and eighth aunt.
These relatives of Ye Shaoheng didn't know how powerful Ye Shaoheng was before.
There is a natural sense of distance towards celebrities.
Now that I see a real person, I can't help but be filled with curiosity.
Fortunately, the three women were very patient and had a great time chatting with these aunts.
They are indeed stars, and wherever they go they enjoy being treated like stars.
But it is precisely because of the special nature of their work.
As a result, everything they say and do is subject to great control.
But at Aunt Li's house, they no longer feel like they are being spied on.
No one in the living room took random shots at them.
Although the questions asked are sometimes a bit nonsensical, they are all matters that are trivial to the parents.
So it was very comfortable to chat.
After all, they can only talk about these topics all year round when they go home and be with their parents.
Right now.
There was a clack of slipper soles on the floor from upstairs.
Lazy, slow and rhythmic.
There is no doubt that the visitor must be Ye Shaoheng.
Because Aunt Li, mother and son live in this villa.
After reacting, Zifeng stood up first, then tilted his head and looked towards the stairs.
Yang Mi and Reba looked at each other, stood up, and looked at the stairs expectantly.
Not just them.
Everyone in the entire living room looked towards the stairs.
Looking forward to Ye Shaoheng's appearance.
In the impression of those who knew Ye Shaoheng before, Ye Shaoheng was a very polite, sensible and handsome boy.
But they never expected it.
He also has another layer of awe-inspiring identity.
writer!
And he is also a writer who has written countless works.
Many people in the village even have his works in their homes.
Little did they know that the people who wrote these works were only a few minutes' walk from their home.
Coupled with Ye Shaoheng's performance at yesterday's concert.
The whole village seemed to be living in a dream.
So, when Ye Shaoheng appeared again.
They all wanted to take a serious look to see if the Ye Shaoheng they knew was the boy who sang and danced at the concert yesterday.
"..."
Lazy footsteps are getting closer.
Then Ye Shaoheng, dressed in the standard outfit of a big boy at home, appeared at the top of the stairs.
Slippers, shorts and white T-shirt.
The casual dressing up did not affect his peerless appearance.
In the living room, people who knew Ye Shaoheng before couldn't help but feel a little more confused when they saw Ye Shaoheng at this time.
That's right Ye Shaoheng!
But I don't know why, although his appearance seems to have not changed.
But when I saw him now, he seemed to be a completely different person from before.
The former Ye Shaoheng was just an ordinary villager, a handsome young man who had daughters who all wanted to recruit him as their son-in-law.
But at this time, he had a temperament that was indescribable to everyone.
It's as if he is aloof, and even if he has a daughter at home, he still doesn't have the same feeling.
Very strange!
Maybe, it's because he is a big star now.
"Brother Ye Shaoheng!"
After seeing Ye Shaoheng, a blush rose on the pretty Zifeng's face.
He shouted timidly to Ye Shaoheng.
Ye Shaoheng looked at Zifeng with a smile on his face, "You are much more beautiful in person than on TV."
Zifeng's face turned even redder, she smiled sheepishly and said nothing.
You know, although Zifeng is not very old.
But he is someone who has been in the entertainment industry all year round.
The last thing you should do is be shy.
But now she was really shy.
It's like having a crush on a boy who plays basketball every day in school.
In the past, I could only watch his heroic figure galloping on the court at 5.3 on the basketball court.
Suddenly one day, the boy's basketball fell at her feet, and she picked it up, and the boy came up and looked at her.
That kind of heartbeat and throbbing will never be useful depending on how well you study or how sinful your usual performance is.
Ye Shaoheng continued to go downstairs and said as he walked: "To be honest, I was originally prepared to thank you.
Although there are things you did wrong...
Like violating my privacy.
But if it weren't for you, my vest has not been exposed yet.
My fame is not what it is now. "
"How are you going to thank me?" Yang Mi asked smoothly.
She has been in the entertainment industry for a long time and has seen all kinds of storms. Although she felt a little excited and nervous when facing Ye Shaoheng.
But not so shy that she can't speak like Zifeng.
At this time, Ye Shaoheng had already finished walking up the stairs and came to the living room.
The distance between him and the three women was no more than two meters.
He smiled and said, "We will be brother-in-law and brother-in-law soon.
One family does not speak the same language.
If I say thank you again, won’t I just go out of my way?”
The third girl: "???".
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