Chapter 674 I Am Just a Student

"You don't want it, I want it!"

The fourth uncle picked up the gift box and walked out. He didn't feel that he was thick-skinned at all. He still had a smile on his face, as if he had picked up a bargain.

Seeing him like this, everyone in the room was speechless.

The third uncle seemed to be a straightforward person. He shouted: "Old Four, what are you doing? You took all the gifts that Xuewei brought back. How can you be like this?"

"Don't you want it?" The fourth uncle looked back, pursed his lips, and said: "What? You were being hypocritical just now, and now you want it again?"

The third uncle said angrily: "My eldest brother and I can refuse it, but you can't take away the second brother's share, right? That was Xuewei's filial piety to his parents. If you take it, how can you be disrespectful?"

The fourth uncle showed an unhappy look on his face. He looked at Yang Dazhuang and pursed his lips and said: "Second brother, do you want these gifts?"

Yang Dazhuang frowned and waved his hand: "You take it."

"Did you hear that? Second brother asked me to take it, not me who wanted to take it."

The fourth uncle smiled proudly and turned around and left the room.

Seeing his arrogant appearance, the eldest uncle sighed, and the third uncle said unhappily: "This little bastard is so embarrassing."

"Forget it, after all, we are a family."

Yang Dazhuang advised.

The third aunt pulled the third uncle who was about to complain and said with a smile: "Xiao Chen is still here, don't let him laugh at you."

The third uncle smiled awkwardly and said to Chen Yang: "Xiao Chen, don't mind, our Yang family is like this, although we are noisy, but everyone is still very united."

You are united, but the fourth uncle may not be.

Chen Yang complained in his heart and smiled: "It doesn't matter, give those things to the fourth uncle, I will prepare gifts for you separately."

"No, no."

Everyone waved their hands.

After chatting for a while, Gong Xingqin came back soon.

She went into the kitchen to cook, and the aunt, the third aunt and Yang Xuewei followed in to help.

Gong Xingqin glanced at her daughter and said seriously: "But to be honest, Xuewei, you never smiled at other boys before, but you always smiled in front of Chen Yang. As a mother, I can see that your smile is from the heart, especially sweet. Whether that happened between you or not, as long as you are happy, Mom will be satisfied."

Yang Xuewei nodded and said: "Mom, don't worry, Chen Yang is a good man, he treats me very well."

Auntie San said happily: "I saw it a long time ago. I saw you smiling at him just now, just like a crazy fan."

Auntie said: "Our Xuewei finally moved. She used to have a stern face to boys."

Hearing the teasing, Yang Xuewei smiled and said: "That can't be helped. In the past, those men wanted to eat me when they saw me. But Chen Yang didn't. He respected me very much and looked at me without any blasphemy."

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Several women were cooking and chatting in the kitchen, and it was noon before they knew it.

After the table was set, Yang Xuewei shouted to the living room, "It's time to eat."

Chen Yang, Yang Dazhuang, uncle, and uncle got up and walked to the table and sat down together.

The four of them chatted for a while. Chen Yang's words were humorous and respectful, which made the three elders have a very good impression of him.

As soon as he sat down, uncle praised: "Xuewei, Xiao Chen is really good, uncle is optimistic about him."

Uncle also said to Yang Xuewei: "Xuewei, you have to seize the opportunity and don't let Xiao Chen slip away."

Chen Yang smiled and said: "Uncle, I dare not slip away, otherwise Xuewei will definitely beat me."

Everyone laughed when they heard it.

Seeing that the elders recognized Chen Yang, Yang Xuewei felt sweet in her heart.

The men poured wine. It was the white wine that Yang Xuewei brought to her father when she came back before, but Yang Dazhuang was reluctant to drink it, so he took it out today.

When everyone was raising their glasses, uncle and aunt came in.

"It's time for dinner, why didn't you call us?"

The uncle and his wife pulled a stool and sat down directly at the dining table.

The dining table was not small, and it was not crowded for ten people to sit there, but the uncle and aunt didn't come early or late, and they showed up as soon as the dinner started.

"Oh, good wine!"

The uncle saw the white wine on the table at a glance, grabbed it, opened it, drank directly from the bottle, smacked his lips and said, "It's really good wine, it tastes good."

After saying that, he went out with the bottle.

Ten seconds later, he came back empty-handed, and the remaining half of the bottle just now had been taken home by him.

Everyone was speechless for a while, and the aunt pointed to the roast chicken on the table and smiled, "Come on, everyone, eat as much as you want, don't be polite."

She acted like she was treating everyone.

Third Aunt pursed her lips and said unhappily: "Liu Cui, we were all helping to cook just now, where were you?"

"There are so many of you, I was afraid that there wouldn't be enough space in the kitchen, so I painted my nails in the house."

Fourth Aunt smiled and raised her hands, her nails painted so colorfully, as if paint was sprinkled on them.

Seeing the posture of Fourth Uncle and Fourth Aunt, the others became more and more unhappy.

Yang Xuewei didn't want the atmosphere to be awkward, so she called out: "Come on, everyone, let's eat."

Third Uncle understood what Yang Xuewei meant, raised his glass and said: "Today is the first time that Xiao Chen has come, let's have a drink together to welcome him."

Everyone raised their glasses, the men drank wine, and the women drank the soy milk squeezed by their own home.

After drinking this glass of wine, everyone started chatting while eating.

Fourth Uncle didn't say anything, just kept drinking, as if he was afraid that he would not have a share of the white wine.

Aunt Si was not bad either, she just ate the meat crazily and spit out the bone residue on the table.

As if she had eaten enough, Aunt Si asked, "Xuewei, what does your Chen Yang do for a living?"

Before Yang Xuewei could speak, Uncle Si patted the table lightly, attracting everyone's attention, and said seriously, "In this era, you can't live without money, so having a high-paying job is a must. What's more, our Xuewei is a professor, and ordinary people are not worthy of her."

When everyone heard these teasing words, they knew there was something fishy, ​​and Uncle Si was deliberately making things difficult for Chen Yang.

But what does the matter between Chen Yang and Yang Xuewei have to do with him?

Chen Yang put down his chopsticks and smiled, "I don't have a job, I'm just a student, and I'm still a junior at Dayi University of Technology."