The women in the control group became popular in military variety shows

If you don't agree, or you have already nodded your head in agreement, and you still fail after going through the three media and six hires, these valuable items must be returned to the man.

Mao Zheng was staring at the bottle of wine at the time, not taking the two catties of tea seriously.

The old man glanced at him: "How do you know that Ah Ning is not in the mood?"

Mao Zheng: "Maomao said it himself, they are just friends, they can't be fake."

The old man: "She's inexperienced, maybe she has someone in her heart, and she doesn't know it yet."

The old man watched Mao Yuning grow up and knew her temperament. If he didn't have a good impression of her, if he got off the car at home today, he wouldn't let anyone get close, and even gave her a hand.

"Put away the things first. The box of tea leaves will be opened as soon as it is opened. If it really can't be finished, then return the things to others and add a generous gift to them. It makes sense." The old man pondered.

Mao Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, quickly put away his things, took the can of opened tea, and brewed a cup for the old man and Zhan Yuxi.

The old man smelled the aroma of the tea in the cup, with a satisfied look on his face.

On the second day after Mao Yuning came back, she went to visit the houses of her uncles and uncles. Her cousins, married couples, and those who went out to work were all elders at home.

That night, Mao Zheng was in charge and set up a few tables in the backyard of the martial arts hall. Several masters of the martial arts hall, uncles, aunts and aunts all came.

Mao Yuning came back in a hurry this time and didn't bring them any gifts, but Xi Yan sent Mao Yuning a lot of generous gifts on the day he came back, including a lot of bird's nest and fish gelatin supplements. Zhan Yuxi took out a portion for each sister-in-law.

Mao Yuning went to buy a few bottles of good wine and a few cigarettes, and each uncle took a share.

Mao Zheng didn't dare to take out that bottle of wine. If he could drink it, he would drink it, but this kind of collection-level wine can't be drunk, and taking it out is also showing off. Isn't this attracting hatred?

That can of unsealed tea leaves can be tasted by everyone.

Mao Yuning saw that Mao Zheng liked this can of tea so much, so he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to thank Xi Yan.

Xi Yan was invited to Pingyang City.

The imperial envoy and governor said that he was away for a day today, but he didn't do anything if he said he was not busy.

When Mao Yuning sent him a message, he and several people from the department were still in the hotel and had not returned to the hotel.

There is a table of people in the box, and everyone takes turns speaking official accents.

Xi Yan remained silent, but those habitually stern eyes made one feel chilly.

When the phone message rang, Xi Yan looked away.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of their lips turning bitter.

They still don't know why the higher-ups sent people down to inspect this small place in Pingyang.

Seeing Mao Yuning's message, Xi Yan bent his lips, his face remained calm, and replied the message: "I'll send more to uncle."

Mao Yuning: "How embarrassing, but my father and grandpa really like it, how much is this tea, can I buy it with you?"

Xi Yan: "Okay, 1000 per catty, just transfer it to me."

Mao Yuning transferred 1 yuan to him, and added a message: "Brother Xi, please."

Xi Yan asked her for the detailed address.

After Mao Yuning gave the address, he sincerely thanked again: "Thank you, Brother Xi."

Seeing that the topic was over, Xi Yan asked, "Don't uncle and grandpa like that bottle of wine?"

Mao Yuning sat in the backyard of the martial arts hall, looking up at the starry sky above.

I don't know why, but in big cities, it is always difficult to see the stars.

Back home, the starry sky is not so hard to come by.

Mao Yuning took a picture of the starry sky with his camera, saw Xi Yanhui's message, and ran to ask Mao Zheng.

After dinner, the family sat in the yard and chatted.

I don't know what interesting things they talked about, but Mao Zheng's hearty laughter didn't stop.

Mao Yuning nodded to him several times before he turned his head to address her.

Knowing that Mao Zheng didn't drink the bottle of wine, Mao Yuning was worried that his uncles would misunderstand him, so he asked him in a low voice, "Brother Xi asked you how about that bottle of wine?"

Mao Zheng: "..."

The smile on his face froze for a moment.

Mao Yuning's cell phone rang again, it was Xi Yan's message: "If uncle and grandpa like it, I will send two more bottles together by the way."

Mao Yuning relayed the words to Mao Zheng.

Mao Zheng: "..."

This……

How to do?
He wants to marry.

"Don't..." Mao Zheng swallowed his saliva, and said righteously: "I have quit drinking for many years now, and your grandfather is too old to drink."

Mao Yuning glanced at him and raised his eyebrows.With a half-smile, he said: "Tonight's dinner, you and grandpa also..." Drank a lot, okay?
"That's an exception! Today my daughter came back and had a few drinks with pleasure." Mao Zheng argued.

Mao Yuning didn't expose his frequent drinking, and bowed his head back to Xi Yan's message: "My dad has a bad stomach, and my grandpa is old, so he can't drink too much alcohol. Thank you, Brother Xi, for your kindness."

She walked back to the chair in the yard and sat down, looking at the starry sky map, she wanted to send it to Moments, but sent it to Xi Yan by accident.

Mao Yuning: "Picture/"

Mao Yuning: "Brother Xi, look, the starry sky in our Pingyang City is so beautiful."

Xi Yan clicked on the picture, then looked at the message, the corners of his lips were getting deeper and deeper.

He looked up at the others sitting there.

Seeing Xi Yan raised his head, they subconsciously looked away.

Since coming here, Xi Yan has never said a second word except for a polite greeting at the beginning, and let them play freely throughout the whole process.

This is a move.

They secretly held their breath and tensed their nerves.

"It seems that everyone is very positive about work, you continue to discuss, I'm sorry." Xi Yan said hello, picked up the car keys and left.

The others looked at each other in blank dismay, reacted, and hurriedly got up and chased him out, wanting to see him off.

It's just a blink of an eye, there is no one at the door.

Xi Yan didn't reply to the message, and Mao Yuning didn't care either. He held his chin in both hands and stared at the starry sky above his head in a daze.

This is what she often did when she was a child. She didn't think about anything and felt very happy.

When the phone rang, she was still a little dazed, and she slid the answer button with her fingertips: "Hello."

Silent, under the quiet night, only the shallow breathing of each other can be heard.

Mao Yuning looked at the phone screen, after confirming that it was Xi Yan's number, he was about to ask him what's wrong.

With a hoarse voice, Xi Yan suddenly asked, "Where are you?"

Mao Yuning: "I'm at home, the backyard of the martial arts gym, what's wrong?"

After a pause for a few seconds, Xi Yan said, "I'm on your street, do you want to come out?"

"..."

After Mao Yuning hung up the phone, he greeted his family and hurried out.

There is an avenue in front of the Martial Arts Hall. Going forward is a crossroad, which is also the most crowded place.