1984: Starting from a bankrupt Sichuan restaurant

Chapter 345 Sister Yaoyao is my sister-in-law now~~ (Bonus chapter for monthly votes: 255)

Zhou Yan seemed frozen in place, staring blankly at Xia Yao's beautiful face, who stood in the light, her smile radiant.

She...agreed?!
Did he seriously consider it for three seconds, and then agree?

Xia Yao took a step forward, tilted her head up to look at Zhou Yan, who was looking a little dazed. Her gaze met his clear and affectionate peach blossom eyes. His eyes were so beautiful; he looked at everyone with such deep affection.

His breathing was a little rapid, and his tension was visible to the naked eye.

Her throat bobbed slightly as she swallowed.

The devil's whisper echoed in my heart.

Kiss him! Kiss him!

As soon as the wicked thought arose, she unconsciously tiptoed, her body leaning forward, and the soft panting in her ear became clearer, while his ears visibly turned red.

Wait...wait a minute!
Has she gone mad?!

Reason suddenly prevailed, and Xia Yao abruptly stopped moving. The next second, she blushed and took a step back.

As Zhou Yan watched her face draw closer and closer, a faint fragrance wafted over him. His body tensed, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he instinctively reached out, only to find nothing.

Seeing Xia Yao return to her original position, Zhou Yan silently withdrew his hand and put it in his pocket.

No, she's too alluring.

Xia Yao looked at him while holding the book, her flushed face beaming with a smile: "You said you'd make me braised pork ribs for the rest of your life."

"Yes, I keep my word." Zhou Yan nodded and smiled.

Their eyes met, and this time, neither of them looked away.

In the quiet library, two passionate hearts pounded wildly.

"I've found my books. Do you want to borrow any other books?" In the end, Xia Yao was the first to look away, lowered her head, reached out to brush aside her non-existent bangs, and then slowly lowered her slightly embarrassed hand.

“I’ve made my choice too.” Zhou Yan’s eyesight had returned to 5.2, and the next second he pulled two volumes of Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties from the bookshelf. “Let’s go, I’ll take you back.”

"Okay." Xia Yao replied, taking small, light steps to follow behind Zhou Yan, her lips curving upwards.

"Found it?" Grandpa Wang's wine glass was empty. He looked up at Zhou Yan and Xia Yao who came out, a smile on his face.

"Yes, I found it. The book you recommended is indeed very suitable for me." Zhou Yan nodded with a smile, filled in the number, name, and date on the register with a pen, and then poured Grandpa Wang's wine.

Xia Yao registered the book and smiled, "Thank you, Uncle Wang."

"You're welcome. It's not easy to find the book you want in such a big library," Grandpa Wang said with a smile.

He glanced at the book "On Love" in Zhou Yan's hand, raised an eyebrow slightly, and thought to himself, "How come this kid actually found a book?"

Zhou Yan and Xia Yao exchanged a smile, unsure whether the old man was referring to a book or a person.

Zhou Yan put the book in the bicycle basket, got on the bike, and waited for Xia Yao to get on before slowly pedaling away.

"This kid is really lucky to have met such a graceful and generous girl." Grandpa Wang picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and then slowly chewed on a piece of braised pig's head. There was also an unopened bottle of wine next to the small table.

Neither of them spoke on the way back.

But Zhou Yan's smile never stopped; he didn't know why the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Xia Yao's hand was originally holding onto the bicycle seat, but when they passed a section of stone pavement, the uneven stone slabs caused the bike to bounce, and her hand was thrown off the seat. She subconsciously put her arm around Zhou Yan's waist.

Sure enough, it felt safer to have his arm around her waist. Even through her clothes, she could almost feel his body temperature, and she unconsciously tightened her embrace.

Zhou Yan's body stiffened slightly. The road was a bit bumpy, and she felt weak, which made his heart tremble as well.

Xia Yao sat sideways, gently pressing her ear against Zhou Yan's back, listening to the strong beating of his heart gradually quicken, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

The bicycle was parked in front of the textile factory. The factory had already started work, and only vendors were packing up their things to prepare for their lunch break.

"Thank you for bringing me back. I'll go inside now." Xia Yao got out of the car with her books in her arms and smiled at Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan looked at her and asked, "What dishes would you like to eat tonight? I'll save some for you."

"My aunt is home, and we've arranged to have dinner together tonight." Xia Yao thought for a moment and said, "Then... could you save me a serving of braised pork ribs?"

"Okay." Zhou Yan nodded. "Shall we go for a run together tonight?"

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Xia Yao waved to him and walked towards the factory gate with her books in her arms.

She had informed the director in advance about going to the library to look up information, and the director was very supportive and approved the request.

Zhou Yan watched her enter the factory gate before pushing his cart back to the restaurant.

"Tsk, could Zhou Yan really be dating the factory director's niece?" Zhao Minghui muttered under his breath as he covered the sweet-skinned duck with a piece of gauze.

"They're definitely dating. Look how lovey-dovey they are, sweeter than our sweet-skinned duck." Zhang Xiuqin said with a smile, "You have to watch other people date. Handsome men and beautiful women standing together, it's such a good sight."

"I heard from the workers that this college girl is pretty, but unfortunately she's a glutton. She runs off as soon as she gets off work every day. She's with Zhou Yan because she's craving his delicious cooking." The vendor selling roasted nuts next door grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds, joined the chat, and said with a slightly sour tone, "Delicious cooking is what makes you popular. No matter how good your sunflower seeds are, a college girl won't even look at me." "Little Northeast, it's not entirely about how well the cooking is." Zhao Minghui grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds from him, gave half to his wife, and looked at the short and chubby Little Northeast with a smile, saying, "Zhou Yan is indeed good-looking, tall and handsome. You see how many young girls stare at him."

“Really? I admit it too, Zhou Yan is indeed better looking than me.” Xiao Dongbei nodded.

Zhou Yan hummed a little tune as she returned to the shop.

Suddenly, a row of heads popped out from the shop entrance.

"Whoa!" Zhou Yan exclaimed in surprise, "How...how come everyone's here?"

"We just finished tidying up and were about to leave. You left alone, but came back as two people?" Aunt Zhao asked, staring at Zhou Yan.

“I saw it! Yao Yao was hugging your waist when you were in the car, just like a young couple,” Zhao Hong added.

"Brother, should I call Yao Yao 'Sister Yao' or 'Sister-in-law Yao' from now on?" Zhou Momo ran over and asked, looking up at her.

"The boss lady, right? She's so pretty. I saw her once at the training base." Zeng Anrong belatedly asked in a low voice.

Comrade Zhou didn't say anything, but his gaze towards Zhou Yan was full of satisfaction.

Zhou Yan parked the car against the wall, picked up the water jug ​​on the counter, took a sip of water to moisten his throat, and said, "That's the situation. I've started a relationship with Comrade Xia Yao."

The restaurant was quiet for a moment, then erupted in cheers.

"Sister Yaoyao is my sister-in-law now~~" Zhou Momo rushed over, hugged Zhou Yan's long legs, and clung to him like a koala, looking up at him happily and saying, "Brother! You're so amazing!"

"Really? Really!" Aunt Zhao had only asked casually as usual, but if Zhou Yan didn't answer well, she was prepared to punish him according to family rules.

Surprisingly, this kid actually succeeded!

Xia Yao, this is amazing!

The daughter-in-law she longed for!
I've really been fooled by this brat!

Aunt Zhao was overjoyed, and her eyes welled up with tears.

"That's good." Comrade Zhou put his arm around her shoulder and said with a smile.

"I know, I'm happy." Aunt Zhao punched Comrade Zhou in the chest twice.

"Ahem..." Old Zhou turned his face away and coughed twice, his eyes becoming clearer. "You're happy, so why are you hitting me?"

"Yeah, I'll punch you too if I'm happy." Aunt Zhao smiled and patted his chest. "The son you gave birth to is quite good."

"Alright, whatever makes you happy." Old Zhou scratched his head. What else could he do? It was his wife.

Zhao Hong and Li Lihua smiled too; this was truly a good thing.

Zhou Yan bent down, picked up Zhou Momo, and held her in his arms. Looking at the little girl with a serious expression, he said, "From now on, you should still call her Sister Yaoyao. You're not allowed to call her sister-in-law. You can only call her that after you're married into the family, understand? Otherwise, she'll be embarrassed."

Zhou Momo thought for a moment, then nodded obediently: "I understand~~"

Zhou Yan looked at Aunt Zhao.

Aunt Zhao smiled and said, "Don't worry, we all understand. We'll pretend we don't know, we won't make a fuss or say anything out of line. Young people, it's free love, you can do whatever you want, we, as your mother and father, won't interfere."

Zhou Yan gave her a thumbs up; Aunt Zhao was still very perceptive.

Aunt Zhao called Zhou Yan aside and said, "I wrote a letter to a friend who grows tea and asked him to bring me two catties of good tea leaves. I'll have Anhe take them with me. It's not appropriate to bring some cured meat and sausages for the first time I'm bringing something to Yao Yao's family."

“Okay.” Zhou Yan nodded.

Aunt Zhao is from Emei Mountain, and Zhou Yan's maternal grandmother's family is from the core production area of ​​Emei Xueya tea. This connection is definitely reliable.

"Let me tell you, since Yao Yao agreed to date you, you have to treat her sincerely. She agreed even though we live two thousand kilometers apart. If you dare to let her down or bully her, I definitely won't let you off the hook," Aunt Zhao said, her tone somewhat somber.

Looking at her serious expression, Zhou Yan couldn't tell for a moment whether she was his mother or Xia Yao's mother.

"Mom, don't worry, I will definitely treat her well." Zhou Yan nodded solemnly.

"She hasn't graduated yet, and she's going to work for a big company in Hong Kong. Don't make a mistake and hold her back," Aunt Zhao said, leaning closer and lowering her voice.
“I’m different from other mothers. I’m not in a hurry to have a grandson. Zhou Momo is only three and a half years old. I’ve finally got two years of peace and quiet. Don’t rush to have a grandson for me to take care of, okay?”

"Young people should prioritize their careers. They can date and get married when they reach a certain age, but they can have children later."

"Huh?" Zhou Yan was a little confused; his mother's words sounded really unfamiliar.

Surprisingly, there are still good mothers who don't pressure their babies to have children.

“Mom! Mom~ Look at this…” Zhou Momo’s voice came from behind.

“Call your old man over here! Stop calling me ‘Mom, Mom’ all the time.” Aunt Zhao turned around and replied, then looked at Zhou Yan helplessly and said, “Look, who can stand another one chasing after them calling ‘Grandma, Grandma’?”

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