Making a living in Dongguan, her fiery red lips offer me tenderness.

"Sister Huang, since I'm planning to do business there, I'll definitely have to stay there eventually. I'll move over there. After all, I bought some furniture there yesterday, and I'd be heartbroken if some junk collector took it."

"Sister Huang, don't worry, Ding Yang is definitely not an ungrateful person. You must have called Yang Ying to ask her. Actually, there's nothing between us, and we're not in a romantic relationship."

"I mustered up the courage to call you and said I was her boyfriend. I really had nowhere else to go. Thank you for taking me in."

"If you ever need my help in the future, just let me know, and I'll go through fire and water for you."

"Xiaoyang, you don't need to do this. I know you're loyal. Just focus on your business. I'll introduce you to my business in the future. Whether Yang Ying is here or not, I hope you'll treat me like an older sister from now on."

"Sister, don't worry, from now on you're my real sister!"

afternoon……

Ding Yang quickly packed his things, carrying a bucket in his left hand, a quilt on his shoulder, and a suitcase in his right hand, and went to the tin shack.

Pushing open the door, he began tidying up. The tin shack was about 30 square meters. Ding Yang planned to use a cabinet to make a partition, with sand and cement placed in the front and people living in the back.

After setting up the metal frame bed, making the bed, and moving the cabinet, Ding Yang's shoulders were very sore and a little peeling, so he went to the pharmacy and bought a box of anti-inflammatory and analgesic ointment.

Holding a small mirror, she was applying ointment.

Just then, Aunt Tian walked in.

"Xiaoyang, you've moved in?"

"Um!"

What happened to your shoulder?

"Oh, I was carrying sand yesterday. I've never carried sand before, and I tore my skin the first time I did it. I'll buy some ointment to apply."

As he spoke, Ding Yang immediately put on his clothes.

Watching Ding Yang get dressed, revealing his eight-pack abs, even the old woman blushed a little.

Aunt Tian left the tin-roofed house, and Ding Yang politely followed her out.

Just then, a woman walked over. She was about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, wearing a denim skirt and a T-shirt. She was a little over 1.6 meters tall, with slightly dark skin, a low nose bridge, slightly wide nostrils, a round chin, and was a bit chubby. She was neither pretty nor ugly, a typical local woman, and probably had a C-cup bust.

"Mom! Why did you call me back?"

Ding Yang thought to himself, "So it's her daughter."

"Xiulian, this is Xiaoyang!"

The woman looked at Ding Yang and cursed inwardly, "How can there be such a handsome guy in this godforsaken place?"

"Hello!"

Ding Yang said, "Hello!"

"Xiaoyang, this is my daughter, Xiulian!"

"Wow, he's a real handsome guy!"

"Thank you. You are also very beautiful, with a natural elegance and stunning looks."

The woman suddenly blushed.

"Auntie, you have great genes. Xiulian looks a lot like you. She's so beautiful."

"Nonsense, I should be older than you, okay?"

"No way, I can't believe it! I'm 24 this year, you're at most 20, right? You have to call me 'brother'."

Ding Yang is obviously lying, making the other person seem younger. This guy is a fucking liar.

Women have a common problem: once they get older, they all like to be praised for looking young and beautiful. When greeting a woman, just remember one thing: don't say she's old, just praise her beauty to the skies, and she'll be completely overwhelmed. Even the ugliest woman will think she's a fairy.

Aunt Tian said, "Xiao Yang, Xiu Lian is 26 this year, two years older than you."

"Auntie, that's impossible! I can't believe it! I thought she was only in her early twenties. You're so young and you already have such a grown daughter? I really didn't realize that."

Ding Yang was indirectly praising the mother and daughter for being young and beautiful.

That old woman really knows what she's doing.

"No, I'm almost 50."

"Auntie, you're just kidding me. You don't look like you at all. I thought you were in your 30s. You must have taken some kind of magic pill. You don't look old at all."

"Nonsense!"

This woman was talking nonsense, but she was secretly overjoyed.

"Xiao Yang, you really know how to talk."

"Not at all, not at all. I'm just a country bumpkin who doesn't lie. I'm just telling the truth."

"Xiaoyang, you're staying here tonight, right?"

"Yes, staying in someone else's shop these past two days is not a long-term solution. There's no place like home. Even though it's a tin shack, it's my own place to rent, and I feel more at ease there."

"Hey handsome, this tin roof must be so hot in the summer. How do you live here? There's not even a toilet!"

"It's okay, there's a public restroom over there, isn't it? It's better than sleeping on the street, right? Besides, strong people never complain about their environment."

"Pfft, you're really funny."

"Hehe, actually I not only complain about the environment, but also about the strong."

Both mother and daughter were amused by Ding Yang.

"Okay, then you go ahead with your work. If you're free tonight, come over to Auntie's for dinner."

"Thank you, Auntie. You're too kind. There's no need for a meal. I'll definitely need your help in the future."

Li Xiulian glanced at Ding Yang again, and then the mother and daughter returned home.

"Mom, you specifically called me back, not just to see this handsome guy, right?"

"Girl, what do you think of this young man?"

"He is quite handsome, with a bit of a star quality, but he's a bit glib and frivolous. This guy is just flattering you for being young, and you've already lost your bearings."

"Hmph, is Mom that old?"

"I didn't mean you, old man!"

"Mom, this is Dad's garage. Why did you rent it out? What is he planning to do with it? It's a tin shack; it's unbearably hot in the summer, and there's not even a toilet. How can anyone live there?"

"He sells cement and sand, he's planning to open a small shop. He's been carrying cement and sand at the construction site these past few days. He was just putting medicine on his shoulders, they're all chafed, it's so pitiful."

"Wow, why isn't he working in a factory at such a young age? Why is he doing this kind of manual labor? Most people can't handle it."

"He told me that he used to do some kind of cleaning and washing work in a factory in Fenggang. He graduated from a vocational school, so getting a job in a factory shouldn't have been difficult, right? But he said there was no future in working in a factory and he wanted to do something else."

"The day before yesterday, your dad loaded a truck with cement and floor tiles. Didn't he hire someone to do the work? He was looking for work, so we let him do it."

"Don't let his youth fool you, he's incredibly hardworking. These days, how many young people are willing to do this kind of manual labor? Look at your brother, what kind of guy is he?"

"Girl, this boy is from Hunan. His father died when he was 5 years old, and his mother ran away. He's practically an orphan. He was raised by his grandparents."

"Mom, why are you finding out so much? What are you planning to do?"

"Girl, what do you think about us taking him as our son-in-law?"

"what……"

"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about?"

The woman blushed as she spoke.

"Girl, it's fate that he's renting a place with us. Let's not talk about other places, but in Chang'an, have you ever seen such a handsome guy? He's at least 1.8 meters tall, and compared to our local boys, he's like a crane standing among chickens."

"Mom, finding a boyfriend isn't a beauty pageant. What's the use of just being handsome?"