Chapter 1,208: Which Girl Did You Marry?

"Yan Yan, you will stay at aunt's house today. If you want to eat anything, tell aunt and she will do it." Aunt Yang said politely.

She has always been very grateful to this girl. She thought that if it weren't for the arrival of this girl nine years ago, their Mangshan Village might not have changed so much.

To their village, this girl is a blessing.

He Xiyan did not refuse, but nodded.

"Yes, Aunt Yang, Jiahang, where did she marry a girl?" He Xiyan was still confused. At this moment, she wanted to know everything that had happened to Jiahang in these years.

Aunt Yang touched her hair and thought for a while, then shook her head: "I don't know where the girl is. She seems to be from another province. She is very beautiful, fair and fair, and she is a very good girl."

The words of praise came out of her mouth, and Aunt Yang seemed to have forgotten that the girl in her eyes was also Chen Jiahang's wife.

He Xiyan smiled awkwardly. It was not suitable for her to have any other expression at this time except laughing.

She was from the provinces and looked fair. In fact, she had already guessed who it was.

"Yanyan, where is Jiahang, please don't contact him. He's already married. If you continue..."

Aunt Yang was about to give some advice, and then at this moment, a car drove over.

It's a black Audi.

Aunt Yang knew this car. She frowned suddenly, clasped her hands together, looked at the car, and then at He Xiyan.

He Xiyan also noticed the car, and also noticed that the driver seemed to be a female driver.

The car parked on a lawn in front of Aunt Yang's house.

After a while, a tall woman with fair and delicate skin got out of the car.

The woman was wearing a set of black casual clothes and a pair of white shoes. Her long black hair was draped around her waist, fluttering in the wind, and she looked beautiful and generous.

Looking at the woman's belly, it was slightly swollen, and she seemed to be a pregnant woman who was four or five years pregnant.

"Uncle Yang, Aunt Yang." The woman shouted loudly as soon as she got off the car.

Aunt Yang looked at He Xiyan and walked out quickly.

He Xiyan understood Aunt Yang's intention and wanted to go inside to avoid it. But she did not avoid suspicion, but stood at the door, leaning on the door frame, looking at the woman who had just got off the car with complicated eyes.

It's Lin Ziya.

That's right, it's Lin Ziya.

Although five or six years had passed, she could recognize the woman in front of her at a glance as Lin Ziya.

She is still so beautiful and elegant, although she looks much more mature than before, and seems to have gained some weight.

He Xiyan took a deep breath, as if a five-flavor bottle had been turned over in her stomach, and all kinds of flavors were in her mind.

"Ziya, why did you drive here by yourself?" On the lawn, Aunt Yang looked down at Lin Ziya's slightly bulging belly.

It’s true, she’s pregnant and she’s still driving.

Lin Ziya smiled lightly, showing her white and neat teeth.

"Aunt Yang, it's the dividends paid by the agricultural industry this quarter, and this year's farmland subsidy. I helped the village apply for it. Do you think it's correct? If it's correct, just sign here. ah."

Lin Ziya handed the two forms and documents to Aunt Yang, and then took out a black handbag from the car. The handbag was all in cash, seven or eight hundred thousand.

Aunt Yang looked at the document, but she couldn't read any of the characters and couldn't understand what was on it.

"Ziya, my aunt is illiterate. How many words is it?"