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Chapter 22 You actually don't like my son?

People in the village can't say much about whether it looks good or not.

But this boy has studied in college outside and seen the glitz of society. Naturally, he knows how strange it is to be beautiful like Yingwan in the countryside.

My mother was a little disgusted when she told him before, but she didn't expect that she would be so beautiful when she saw someone now!

The girl has delicate and small facial features, her eyes are clearly black and white, but she just looks deserted and her eyes that fall on people seem indifferent.

At first glance, he is a difficult person to get along with.

This is the attribution in the mind of a boy's mother.

However, the boy couldn't resist the snatching her hand and whispered: "Mom, I like it."

The woman had no choice but to look at Yingwan again, thinking that she didn't know if the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law could be good in the future. She must teach Yingwan the rules of being a daughter-in-law.

Aunt He became more and more panicked, and he didn't dare to look at Ying Wan, so he said awkwardly: "Aunt Xiu and her son come to see you."

When I said it yesterday, Aunt He thought there was something wrong with her, but today I instantly felt something was wrong when I saw someone.

Aunt Xiu said that her son is tall, beautiful, and has a good school student.

When Aunt He looked at it today, she found that the first two were fake, but in the end she was also questionable.

He is about the same height as Wanwan, so he is not taller!

Now that I walked into the comparison, it was not as high as the night.

Aunt He took a deep breath, the key was that her face was bumpy. Her mother said it was a pit left by acne. Aunt He didn't understand these things, and she thought it was not good-looking.

Although she lives in the village, there have been more and more students in the village recently. No matter how she does, she knows that these children who have returned from school have a very good attitude, so how can they like this?

But I refused yesterday. Unexpectedly, Aunt Xiu cursed at her, saying that her son was so precious, and it was not the turn of Yinglan, the orphan who had no father or mother, to refuse.

It has been the case that Sister Ying Wan has come these days, only Huayang Village knows, and it has not been reported yet.

The village chief lowered his head and continued to do the procedures, snorting coldly.

Yingwan saw Aunt Xiu and her son looking at him without any concealment and frowned, "Are you okay?"

Aunt Xiu directly responded to the night, "Yingwan, you are 24 years old this year, and I, yesterday I asked your Aunt He to match, and your Aunt He said to you, but you refused without seeing each other. Do you look down on my son? No matter how my son is, he is a graduate of college. When I came back from the city, we still have a house in the county town, and your grandfather is gone, we don't dislike you who have no father or mother. How about you and my son Ahao have been together for a while?"

In and out of words, it shows the corresponding great gift.

Aunt He felt a little embarrassed when she heard this: "I said the matchmaker first. I thought Wanwan was anxious... People didn't say it before, so I was wrong."

Yingwan: "Not interested."

The village chief’s procedures were completed, and she took them and was about to leave.

Aunt Xiu was immediately furious and scolded: "What do you mean? We don't dislike you, you don't have any father, mother, and no one teaches you. You still don't like us? What are you..."

It was just because Ying Wan refused, and she cursed her in a series of unclean words.

Her son's face was not very good next to him. Aunt He became anxious when she heard this, "What are you talking about? Why are you scolding me? What's the matter with Wanwan?"

The village chief's face darkened, and he suddenly smashed the blackboard on the table: "Why is it arguing? This is Huayang Village, not your Haishan Village. If you fart like this, I will ask someone to drag you, the shrew, out!"
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