MTL - Start Binding: High-quality Male God System-Chapter 428 The Yang family's daily life, the plane will grow old

  Chapter 428 The daily life of the Yang family, the plane will grow old

   "Meow~"

  When the young couple said goodbye, Xiao Ye, who was held in Yang Xiduo's arms, seemed to sense something, and stared at Li Songlin reluctantly.

  After three years with the master, I can't understand some of his rules.

  There is an essential difference between taking yourself on a trip and fostering yourself in a familiar friend's house, and at this moment it is impressively settled in the hostess' house.

  Li Songlin looked down at the little black dumpling in his girlfriend's arms, smiled and rubbed its little head.

   "Xiao Ye, when I come back, follow Xiduo obediently, you know, don't be naughty!"

   "Go, don't delay the boarding time."

   Seeing that her boyfriend was going to say something else, Yang Xiduo immediately reminded her.

   Immediately, the boy in front of him nodded in the same way.

  Leaving the embrace, the two looked at each other, and the friendship in their expressions couldn't be more clear.

  Looking at each other and smiling, Li Songlin dragged his suitcase out of the community.

  Yang Xiduo looked at the young man's receding figure, his eyes burning as if there was a flash of light.

  Every moment and every day with him is never boring, and I still cherish it tightly.

  Because of this matter, Mother Yang had a long chat with her all night long.

  In the end, she could only accept the fact that she was trapped.

   But even if you are trapped, if you don't want to marry unless you are a king, you still have to clean yourself up.

   This is the most basic requirement of the Yang family's parents for their daughter.

  Unless they are really playful and playful, the girls raised by the family are still very self-loving;

   There are basically no self-love as described in TV dramas and novels, and there are only a small number of them.

   After all, a circle is only that big, and if there is any disturbance, the acquaintances of the aristocratic family will know it immediately.

   If you want the family to develop for a long time, you must control your descendants well.

  Mediocrity is acceptable, but if it is prodigal and discredits the family, it will basically not be easy.

  In the circle of nouveau riche people, there may be more people of that kind. For example, the Yang family has existed in Shanghai for a hundred and eighty years, and there are basically very few of them.

  …

   Until the end, Yang Xiduo couldn't see the tall and straight figure like a zhilanyu tree. Yang Xiduo put the little black cat in his arms, ate and went home with its toys.

"came back?"

  The maid on the other end welcomed her into the room, and on the other end she saw Mother Yang in a nightgown looking at her.

   "Mom, I'm back~"

   "Meow~meow~"

  Looking at the beautiful woman, Xiao Hei Tuanzi's eyes seemed to sparkle even more.

   I don’t know why, but the person he likes the most in the Yang family is Mother Yang.

  Although Li Songlin has only brought Yang's family a few times, it is obvious that he has not forgotten the beautiful woman in front of him.

  Listening to the baby cat, Mother Yang's expression softened a little.

   There are no pets at home, she is simply too lazy to keep them, but it doesn't mean she doesn't like them.

   Like this little milk cat in front of her who is all black like ink balls, she likes it very much.

  Spiritual, beautiful figure, she welcomes a few more;

  So, when her daughter talked about it that night, she agreed without even thinking about it.

   It is my own servants who tidy up and take care of me. I only need to hug and get close when I have time.

  Looking at the little guy leaning over half of his body, he embraced him with a smile.

  The hair is smooth and fluffy, and the smell of the whole body is also extremely clear, but it smells good.

  Taking two sips, under Xiao Hei Tuanzi's shy expression, his attitude became even more intimate.

  Yang Xiduo was staring at the side, but somehow he caught the little guy's eyes.

   "Xiao Ye still likes you so much~"

  Hearing this, the smile on the beautiful woman's face became even stronger.

   "You, this flying vinegar is so weird that you don't want my Nier any more!"

   After being teased by her mother, she stomped lightly, but she was not too angry.

  The relationship between the mother and daughter is excellent, but nothing else can affect it;

   "..., that kid is gone?"

   "Hmm~"

  When she nodded, there was still a hint of attachment to a little girl in her eyes.

  Mother Yang saw this scene clearly, sighed in her heart, and could only watch all this helplessly.

  A young girl’s mind is very understanding, but it’s wrong to try to influence that really deep and comfortable feeling.

   And she didn't have the idea of ​​being that villain, besides, that child Songlin is a good one at this stage;

  If the boy and his daughter can make it to the end, it would be a beautiful thing.

  …

  Of course, Li Songlin, who was on his way back home, didn't know what happened to the Yang family.

  Compared to thinking about it, he is actually more of a practical man.

   Feeling insecure, he bought a house in the urban area; thinking about grandma’s longing for the imperial capital, he planned his current trip...

   Every decision seems to be decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

  The most fundamental reason for all this is his own abundant material foundation.

  If he was still that mediocre young man, even if he wanted to blossom, he would not be able to realize it one by one.

  "Money" has always been an extremely controversial word, but we have to admit that having money can indeed solve at least 90% of the problems.

  The rest of life, old age, sickness and death, love, friendship, family affection, all these things cannot be completely solved by money;

   "Hoo~"

  Looking at the scenery in the sky, Li Songlin couldn't help exhaling a foul breath.

  The times are advancing, technology is developing, and the future will surely be better.

  Although he didn't know why he had such thoughts, he was very sure;

  The country is constantly growing stronger, and all of the envisioned things will be traceable.

   "A handsome young man, why sigh?"

  The old man beside him who had never spoken asked curiously.

   Originally, Zhang Zhicai didn't intend to have anything to do with him, after all, the world is chaotic if it is not chaotic;

  With my own old bones, it is natural that there will be less incidents.

  But the boy next to him gave him a really good impression, so he asked such a question.

  Listening to the old man's question, Li Songlin recovered his senses and looked at him.

  Aged about fifty or sixty years old, he looks very energetic in a Tang suit, even with white hair, he doesn't look old.

   Just looking at it, you can tell that the family background and experience are not simple.

   Thinking about it carefully, this is the reason. If you don’t have money, how can you afford to fly? If you don’t have money, how can you have such a spirit?

  In the synthesis of his words and deeds, it is not difficult to see some truths.

   "I don't know..."

   One old and one young, chatting with each other on the plane, they chatted with great interest.

  The old man is an old professor at a university in Shanghai. This trip is to visit an old friend in Guilin.

  I have to say that it is a great blessing to chat with elders who are rich in knowledge and experience.

  Because you can learn a lot from them, not limited to knowledge, experience, and other gains.

  As the chat deepened, his expression unconsciously became more surprised...

  (end of this chapter)