The new book of the burning prairie star

"By the way, Yang Ping'an is engaged." Yang Xiaozhen told his nephew that Yang Zi'an, who was selling wine in the town, became more and more disdainful of the girls in the villages, and even the girls in the town. Although no girl in the town had liked him yet, he was determined to marry a girl in the county town, and all the money he earned was used to hire matchmakers to find good-looking girls in the county town for him.

"This is too fast. Have you set the wedding date?" Yang Ping'an is only fifteen years old this year, and he is already engaged. In modern times, this is still the eighth grade of junior high school.

"Zi'an seems to be possessed by a demon. Big brother can only place his hope of carrying on the family line on Ping'an. The wedding date is set for early February next year."

Yang Xiaozhen was glad that Yang Zi'an was not his son, otherwise he would have been so angry that he would vomit blood. It can only be said that a dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse gives birth to a son who digs holes in the ground. Wang was arrogant and domineering, and her son's behavior was unreasonable. It was just a little strange that Zi'an changed too quickly. "Zi'an only studied for two years, and he thought he was so special. He was not like this before."

"Well, everyone has their own ideas and ways of living. Besides, there are my grandfather and my uncle and his wife at home, so it's not easy for my third uncle to control them."

Whether Yang Zi'an was too ambitious or a toad wanting to eat swan flesh, it was none of his business and he had no burden about it. It would be best if Yang Zi'an remained so unrealistic all his life, remained single, and made Wang worry about him.

"Who says it's not true?" Yang Xiaozhen sighed. If the adopted son is not filial and obedient, there is really no need to have more children. It is easy to get angry. "Have you told your grandma about this? Maybe your grandma can help you."

"Let's not talk about it. Grandma has moved out with Uncle San, so let's not bother the Wang family anymore." Yang Biao asked Yang Xiaozhen not to meddle in other people's business. This might also be sophisticated egoism, taking his own egoism as the core and pursuing the maximization of his own interests. Although Yang Zian does not have a certain taste in life and high IQ, this does not prevent him from wanting to maximize his own interests like the Wang family.

"But, I won't feel comfortable if I don't remind her," Yang Xiaozhen shook his head. He had seen how unreasonable Wang was. If he kept reminding Yang Zian not to have such unrealistic fantasies, but to be down-to-earth, find a suitable partner to marry, and live a good life, the result might be counterproductive.

"Uncle San can't always find Brother Zi'an and persuade him earnestly to let him know what choice he should make, to find a path that suits him, not to look around, not to covet a life that doesn't belong to him, and not to be dazzled by the flowers; even if he can make Brother Zi'an understand how to persist, there are fewer scenery on the easy road, and there are more hardships on the sparsely populated road. Don't blindly follow others, avoid blindly following the trend, and stick to everything at this moment, so that you can see the beautiful scenery of the future life." Yang Biao said sarcastically.

To let Yang Zian know how to give up is that his own conditions are limited, so what belongs to him is ultimately limited. Telling him to give up the stars in order to harvest the dawn, he has already gotten into a dead end. How can it be possible to persuade him to give up something he has been insisting on for so long?

"Yeah, that's true." Yang Xiaozhen nodded. In this respect, Yang Ping'an was much more pragmatic than his brother and was more down-to-earth in doing things.

"Hey, isn't this Yang Biao? I heard he's my awesome cousin." Just when the uncle and nephew were about to go home, they ran into Yang Zi'an, whom they didn't want to meet. "Third uncle is here too?" He looked around and saw Yang Xiaozhen looking at him worriedly. "Third uncle, don't look like you're doing this for my own good. It makes me feel sick."

"I didn't mean that." Yang Xiaozhen waved his hands quickly, knowing that Yang Ping'an's engagement made Yang Zi'an very upset, but this was his own fault. It wasn't that no one came to marry him, it was that he disliked others because they were either dark-skinned or had short legs. Anyway, he could always find problems with the person he was dating, and he said it in front of the girl. It was because of these and other things that made people within a hundred miles unwilling to find him for marriage. Although he didn't agree with what he did, after all, he was his nephew, and as an uncle he still had to say good things to enlighten him, "Marriage is also a matter of fate. With your good conditions, you will definitely find a good girl who matches you. You don't need to worry too much about time."

Yang Ping'an is much smarter than him, and has more self-awareness. He is not as good-looking as Yang Zi'an, but he knows that being together is a normal thing for the two of them as time goes by, and it is also a reliance on each other in times of wind and rain.

"Brother Zi'an, in fact, many things are like drinking the water, only you know whether it is hot or cold. The one who can really help you is always yourself." Yang Biao didn't want to conflict with him. Maybe he was stimulated by his brother's engagement. He was as irritable as a man-eating tiger. Now he couldn't see any normal thinking at all.

Many things will fade away after you have experienced various changes in life, and look at the world with a humble attitude. But he didn't want to tell Yang Zian about this. He was still thinking about how to tell him so as not to anger him, and then Yang Zian punched him and knocked him to the ground.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you teach me a lesson?" Yang Zian roared, "Who do you think you are? Ah, if I don't beat you to death today, I will never be able to get rid of the hatred in my heart!"

After saying that, he swung his punch again. The previous punch hit him because he was caught off guard. How could Yang Biao let this next punch succeed? He quickly got up from the ground and fought back.

"Who do you think you are? Just because something goes wrong, you can hit me to vent your anger?" Yang Biao punched Yang Zian in the nose, and blood flowed out of his nostrils.

Yang Biao did not stop and kicked him a few more times. This bastard was still feeling aggrieved. His family was bullied by his mother, so he vented all the remaining anger of the original owner, punching him hard.

Yang Zi'an felt that life was very bitter, and his mouth was bitter because he had encountered many setbacks in the past few days. He had a fire in his heart with nowhere to vent. When he saw Yang Biao today, he immediately decided to beat him up to vent the nameless anger in his heart. However, he only punched him once, and the rest of the time he was beaten by Yang Biao. He was very annoyed and wanted to get up and fight back, but the thin Yang Biao was as cunning as a slippery loach, and he couldn't hit him no matter what.