Report to the lady! The young masters are madly infatuated with a village girl

The next morning, Yang Xining got up early and saw four sports cars parked neatly outside the gate of the martial arts hall.

The road leading to the martial arts gym is a muddy one, and the tires of these sports cars are a bit dirty.

He frowned, his brows full of disgust.

Rather than saying that Mo Junli has fake mysophobia, it is better to say that Yang Xining has real mysophobia.

Mo Junli learned his cleanliness obsession from him.

Unable to bear it any longer, he turned and went into the martial arts hall, connected a long water pipe, and rinsed them clean.

After finishing, I found that they were still sleeping, so I made breakfast for a few of them. After finishing, I walked to school.

He has always lived a very disciplined life.

Because of the smell of brother, Mo Junli and the others always sleep very deeply.

Mo Junli was the one who woke up earlier among the group. He originally wanted to be the first to see his brother's sleeping face, but what he saw was Qi Lin's snoring and silly grinning face.

Qi Lin was still mumbling: "Brother~you smell so good."

He kicked suddenly, and Qi Lin, who was awakened by the kick, got up dazedly. He glanced around with sleepy eyes and muttered, "Where's my brother? Where's my brother?"

When he shouted, Yan Tian and Lu Xinghan both woke up.

"Brother is missing!"

Several older boys, like children who had just woken up and were crying for their mother, subconsciously lifted the quilts, put on their shoes and went to look for Yang Xining.

Yang Mingjun was having breakfast. Seeing that the four of them had woken up, he called them over: "Wake up, go brush your teeth first, and then come and taste the breakfast that Aning made for you."

The hearts of the few people were warm. After washing up, they sat down to eat.

My brother’s cooking skills are really good. Even ordinary soy milk and fried dough sticks are made differently from others.

This soy milk is not only thick, but also has a strong bean flavor.

The fried dough sticks were fried to perfection.

Next to it are two packs of steamed dumplings that have just come out of the oven.

After taking a few bites, Yan Tian couldn't help but admire: "Uncle Yang, I really envy you for being able to eat breakfast made by me every day."

Yang Mingjun smiled with his honest face: "Haha, Xiaotian, you are wrong, there is still dinner."

This statement sounded quite boastful.

The older boys found this very offensive and were extremely jealous.

What should I do? The other person is my brother’s father.

And you can't kill him.

Mo Junli smiled meaningfully and said, "Uncle Yang, you are so lucky to have a son like me."

Yang Mingjun looked very pleased with himself and said proudly, "No, no, I envy Aning's future wife for having such a good husband."

His words caught several people off guard.

"Wife?" Several people cried out in surprise and stopped what they were doing.

Mo Junli accidentally broke the chopsticks in his hand.

Lu Xinghan's hand holding the spoon suddenly paused.

Yan Tian and Qi Lin each took a bite of a steamed dumpling and almost choked.

They almost forgot that my brother will get married in the future.

The expressions of several people changed drastically and they immediately lost their appetite.

My mood hit rock bottom.

An image kept appearing in my mind.

My brother will marry a wife, and then they will sleep together. The woman will also give birth to a child for him, maybe more than one.

My life will always revolve around that woman, and then I will distance myself from them, stay away from them, until I am out of their lives.

What should they do then?

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Only Yang Mingjun was still happily eating the dumplings.

"pat-"

I don't know whose chopsticks they were, but they accidentally fell to the ground, and the crisp sound broke the eerie atmosphere.

Yang Mingjun was a rough man. He raised his eyes and noticed that there was something wrong with the expressions of these people.

He asked in bewilderment, "What's wrong?"

"Uncle, it's too early to talk about this now. I'm only 18 years old." Qi Lin's tone was a little stiff when he said this.

"Not small anymore. In a few years, I'll be able to hold my grandchildren."

Mo Junli smiled a seemingly gentle smile, but the smile did not reach his eyes. "Uncle Yang, I support you. Don't you want to take care of your grandson now? I think you can learn how to take care of your grandson now, so that you won't be able to take care of my brother's children in the future. Don't you have Xiao Hui and Xiao Lin now? You can let them come here every day to accompany you."

Junli brand green tea is a high-end style, you deserve it.

Yan Tian understood, laughed dryly, and agreed, "Yes, uncle, this is too easy. Isn't it ready-made? I can ask Xiao Hui to come over every day." He will pester you until you are afraid of children.

Thinking of this, Yan Tian betrayed his brother Yan Hui, who was 5 years younger than him, without hesitation.

"I can also ask Xiaolin to come." Lu Xinghan is the same.

It turns out that this bad boy Lu Tianlin can be used in this way.

"How about this, when they come back from camping, they can move in and take good care of uncle!" Qi Lin also suggested maliciously.

After hearing their suggestions, Yang Mingjun shook his head like a rattle.

"Forget about those two naughty kids." He still wants to live a few more years.

Thinking of what those two little devils usually do, he shuddered.

Suddenly I feel that children are also very scary.

Shaking his head, he gave up the idea of ​​letting Yang Xining get married early.

"That's right, uncle. In fact, if we wait another 20 years, I won't be afraid of finding you with my charm."

If we wait another 20 years, he will be in his 60s by then. How will he have the energy to take care of a child?

Forget it, let’s just let nature take its course!