Douluo: You call this a toy

The next day.

Early in the morning, Yang Fan went to the vegetable market to buy chicken, duck, fish, etc., and then headed home after breakfast.

Han Zi wondered, is it necessary to buy so many vegetables when going home?However, being curious, I just focused on driving and didn't ask any questions.

When they entered the village, they saw Xiang Hong and several women standing on the roadside, cheering. They asked Han Zi to stop the car. Before the car window could be lowered, Xiang Hong had already walked up.

"Xiao Fan is back? Oh, such a pretty girl, your new girlfriend, right?"

Xianghong was extremely emotional. Counting these three, Yang Fan was really capable of changing them one at a time, and every one of them looked like a fairy.

Yang Fan smiled awkwardly, "Sister-in-law is really good at joking. She is my assistant."

"Oh, are we all living together? It's developing very fast. If you hurry up, you won't miss the holidays and hold the baby."

Seeing Han Zi's blushing face, Xiang Hong joked.

Yang Fan reached out and flicked her forehead, "I have dirty thoughts, so I went to my house with Shanwang for dinner in the morning."

"Okay, you can have this."

As the car drove far away, you could still hear giggles.

Yang Fan looked at Han Zi, his pretty face turned red, and said with a smile: "My sister-in-law in the village usually likes to joke, so don't mind."

Han Zi nodded and passed by the door of Guihua's house. The door was closed and no one was seen. Sun Futian who was holding a bowl of soup next door came to greet her.

"Where's Xiaofan? How have you considered Shancheng's matter? When will he be allowed to go to work?"

This old fox took it seriously. He just said it casually. A person like Sun Shancheng would not be able to use it even if he was given money.

"Don't be anxious. When it comes time to recruit people, give them priority."

boom.

At Yang Fan's signal, Han Zi stepped on the accelerator and swept forward.

Darling, why do you need a driver?Sun Futian was filled with envy. Why didn't his son have this ability? His beautiful girlfriend worked harder than changing clothes, and his driver was still a pretty girl. This made him feel that the gap between him and Yang Fan was getting wider and wider.

He knew that Yang Fan was perfunctory, but he would not give up if there was a chance. In his opinion, his son was much better than Shan Wang, and he would accept his son sooner or later.

"What bird?"

Han Zi exclaimed when he spotted Little Bald swooping over.

"Don't be nervous, it's the little bald boy I raised."

Raised?Han Zi was surprised. The little bald man was circling in front of him to lead the way. He seemed to be spiritual, which was even more incredible.

After parking the car, Han Zi just got out of the car, and the little wolf whined and rushed towards her. She instinctively kicked it away, but the force was not strong, otherwise she would not know how the little wolf died.

"That's the little wolf I raised. Although it looks fierce, it won't bite you."

Seeing that the little wolf got up without any injuries, Yang Fan hurriedly explained.

Han Zi was a little embarrassed and thought to herself, why didn't you tell me earlier? Fortunately, you didn't get kicked to death.

"Xiaofan is back?"

Hearing the noise, Qi Yingmei hurriedly came out of the house, her eyes fell on Han Zi, her face darkened. When did her son become so carefree? Why did he bring a girl back every three days, and it was neither Liu Xueru nor Bai Lan? , what does he want to do?

It didn't show on her face, "Xiaofan, who is she?"

"Mom, her name is Han Zi, she is my assistant."

Yang Fan opened the trunk and started to take things out. Han Zi politely called Qi Yingmei, "Auntie," and then helped her go home.

"Okay, Han Zi, you don't need to help, let Xiaofan do it by himself."

No matter who it was, the visitor was a guest. Qi Yingmei let Han Zi into the courtyard and served her fruits enthusiastically.

"Mom, since you are celebrating your birthday today, we won't go to the restaurant. I bought vegetables and will ask Mrs. Osmanthus to help cook them later."

Yang Fan put the dishes in the kitchen and took other things into the main room.

Qi Yingmei was stunned for a few seconds. No wonder her son came back after only leaving for a few days. He originally celebrated her birthday specifically, but it had never happened since her husband passed away. If her son hadn't mentioned it today, she would have forgotten it.

As her son grew up, Qi Yingmei wiped the corners of her eyes and said, "You haven't had breakfast yet? I'll make it for you."

"Mom, you've eaten. You're the birthday girl, so you don't have to do anything."

"Bai Lan bought you clothes, you go back home and try them on for size."

Yang Fan said and pulled his mother into the house.

Qi Yingmei complained in a low voice, "If you don't plan to make her your wife, don't waste other people's money. That girl is good-looking and kind-hearted. It's a pity that you can't marry two. Otherwise, marry her and Xueru back."

The sound fell on Han Zi's ears, and she almost laughed out loud. What's this?Those wealthy families, as well as the ancient martial arts family, all have three wives and four concubines. With Yang Fan's ability, as long as he is willing, it will be no problem to marry as many as he wants.

"Mom, why are you greedier than me? If we marry a bunch of people, can we afford it? Let's try on clothes first."

Afterwards, Yang Fan came out of the house shaking his head and met Han Zi's eyes, "You can walk around, don't think this is the countryside, the air is good and the scenery is beautiful, especially to the east of the village, there is Fuyun Mountain and the Fairy River , the river water is clear and the fish inside can be seen clearly.”

Han Zhi said yes and walked out of the courtyard.

Yang Fan took out his cell phone and dialed a few numbers.

Not long after the meeting, Mrs. Osmanthus arrived with a smile and two boxes of gifts in her hands.

"My aunt passed away, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"We don't lack anything at home, why do we bring these things?"

Yang Fan stepped forward to catch it, "Your cooking is delicious, but now I have to trouble you, the chef."

"Now you know that you are a stranger to your sister-in-law?"

Sister-in-law Guihua rolled her eyes at him, then went into the kitchen. There was not enough seasoning, so she went back to get it.

Soon, a van stopped in front of the door, and Erzhu and Shanwang brought in several boxes of beer and drinks.

"My aunt has passed away, so let's have something special."

Sun Erzhu smiled and brought an oven, and Shan Wang also said: "We will catch pheasants later."

Yang Fan gave each person a box of soft Chinese and asked them to come back before eleven o'clock, regardless of whether they caught them or not.

Erzhu stretched out his hand in embarrassment, "Let me show off your luxury car."

Yang Fan didn't say anything, the key was photographed on his cell phone, and the latter drove away in excitement and disappeared.

When I heard that Yang Fan was back, just like last time, many people gathered in front of Yang Fan's house to chat. Yang Fan could also chat with the big guys. This time, Sun Futian was also among the crowd. He smoked quietly and listened to other people's nonsense. Nonsense.

"Xiaofan, when will Zhihan come back with you to see if she has grown taller? Has she gained weight? Has she missed home..."

Seizing the opportunity, Sun Fuzhong asked so many questions at once, which shows how much he cares about his daughter.

"I heard that girl Zhihan is following you. She belongs to the same village. You can't lose her."

"Is Xiaofan that kind of person? We watched him grow up. He always thinks about others. When has he ever said anything to others?"

"Fu Zhong, just leave Zhihan to Xiaofan. Xiaofan will not let her suffer."

Several old people spoke out one after another.

Yang Fan just smiled and returned to the courtyard. When he came out, he walked up to Sun Fuzhong with a wad of banknotes in his hand and handed it to him.

"Zhihan was given [-] yuan last month and asked me to bring back [-] yuan. Call me and give it to you."

Six thousand?Now that his daughter could earn money, Sun Fuzhong felt a sore nose and shed tears. He felt sorry for not letting his daughter continue studying.

"Fu Zhong, why are you still crying? Zhihan has a future."

Some people don’t understand that we should be happy about such a good thing.

Yang Fan spoke again: "Zhihan is doing an excellent job. Soon, her monthly salary will rise to more than [-]."