I had a flash marriage with a rich man

Yang Mingfeng asked Ling Zhihao: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"If you don't look at me, how do you know I'm looking at you?"

Ling Zhihao's eyes were deep. After retorting to Yang Mingfeng, he reached out to pinch her face, but she raised her hand and patted his big hand.

"What do you think of what your parents said?"

"Whatever I think, they take it seriously, but I know I'm getting paid to act."

Ling Zhihao: "..."

He looked at her deeply, then stopped looking at her. After coughing twice, he walked towards Father Yang and Mother Yang.

The old couple heard a slight cough and realized that the two young people were coming.

"Daughter, are you up? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Father Yang asked with concern.

Father Yang didn't care whether the conversation between the old couple just now was heard by the two young people.

The things they said were what the parents of both families were looking forward to.

He didn't think his daughter was worthy of Ling Zhihao either.

He also recognized Ling Zhihao's excellence.

If Ling Zhihao could really become his son-in-law, he would be very happy.

If the two young people cannot be together, he will accept it calmly. He can only say that the bond between the two children is not deep enough.

"I have a headache. Zhihao made me a cup of honey water to relieve it a little bit, but the pain is still there. I won't go back to the company in the morning. I will rest at home for half a day and then go back to the company in the afternoon."

Yang Mingfeng walked to his father's side and knelt down to help.

She had a headache, and when she squatted down, she felt her head hurt even more.

Seeing that she was uncomfortable, Yang's father quickly stopped his daughter from helping. He said, "You can tell by looking at her that she is uncomfortable. If you feel uncomfortable, go back and rest quickly. Stop helping here."

"You can't be of much help, and there's nothing I need your help with."

Mother Yang also said: "Half a day goes by very quickly, go back and rest quickly. Zhihao, please take Mingfeng back to the house to rest, and don't let her come out."

After picking the snow peas, she handed the basket to Ling Zhihao and said: "Zhihao, please help me take this basket of snow peas back. You can decorate it and eat it. Your mother saw me planting so many snow peas last time she came here and said I wanted to give her something, saying she liked it too."

My daughter loves to eat it, so Yang’s mother grows a lot of it.

She didn't know if Mrs. Ling really liked to eat, but now that Mrs. Ling had spoken, Mother Yang would definitely send some to Mrs. Ling.

Ling Zhihao took the basket of snow peas and did not refuse. He praised: "Auntie, the snow peas you grew are so good. I will bring some back later and ask my chef to fry them. My mother likes them very much. food."

Home cooking, they still had fried snow peas.

"Auntie, do you have the coriander? Give me a handful too."

"Yes, I have planted a lot of them. They are still very tender now and taste the most delicious. We also wash some and eat them at noon. Mingfeng likes to eat them raw, like cows eating grass. He also said that they taste better when eaten raw."

Ling Zhihao just wanted to try raw coriander as Father Yang and Mother Yang said just now.

Yang Mingfeng likes to eat.

He went to try the taste and see if he could accept it.

Mother Yang immediately pulled out a large handful of fresh coriander, handed it to Ling Zhihao, and said, "It hasn't been washed yet. When you take it back, you have to have it washed clean. You have to wash it several times, otherwise there will be sand."

"Okay, thank you, auntie."

Ling Zhihao not only ordered snow peas and coriander, but also other dishes.

Father Yang and Mother Yang like to grow vegetables, and they even prefer that the vegetables they grow will be popular and become their future son-in-law.

Since Ling Zhihao wanted whatever vegetables they wanted, they would pick them.

When Yang Mingfeng saw her parents' happy faces, she cursed in her heart. Her parents wished they could give all her home-grown cabbage to Ling Zhihao.

When the two people left the backyard, the vegetable basket carried by Ling Zhihao was filled with various vegetables. It was a bit difficult for him, a grown man, to carry it.

Yang Mingfeng didn't help either, so he just left his hands empty.

"Yang Mingfeng, please help me. It's very difficult for me to carry it alone. It's a bit heavy and too much."

Yang Mingfeng stopped, turned to look at him, and stabbed him: "Who told you to be greedy? Can you eat so much if you want this dish or that dish? Your family is not short of these vegetables. If you don't eat them when you take them back, throw them away. That would be a waste of my parents’ hard work.”

When Ling Zhihao came closer, she offered her hand and continued walking with him carrying a large basket of vegetables.

She was still stabbing him in her mouth: "You have learned boxing and kicking, right? You must be very strong. You can carry a basket of vegetables and still make noises."

"Master Ling, you need to exercise more."

"There are radishes under the basket. The radishes are a bit heavy if we weigh them."

"I would be tired after carrying a big basket of vegetables for such a long distance. Isn't it normal?"

"Didn't you see that your parents were so happy when I said I wanted to cook this and that? They wanted to give me all the vegetables in the garden."

Yang Mingfeng responded: "Yes, yes, my parents are very happy, and they can't wait to stuff their only cabbage into your vegetable basket."

Ling Zhihao smiled and said, "You can't stuff this cabbage casually. Even if they stuff it, I can't take it."

"Why, my cabbage doesn't taste good?"

"I don't know if it tastes good or not. After all, I haven't eaten it, right? But you are their only child, and they are hurting you with their lives. If I really wanted to take your cabbage, I would have to bear it eight times." I'll carry the sedan back and give you the respect you deserve."

"You have to have what other women have. What you have, others may not have. In short, I want to marry you back in a glorious way, instead of just stuffing it into the vegetable basket and letting me take it back. "

Yang Mingfeng felt a little sweet.

If he really falls in love with her, she will be happy for the rest of her life.

She smiled and said, "If you say that, I will look forward to marrying you."

Ling Zhihao smiled and said nothing.

The two people carried a large basket of vegetables back to the door of the house, and Yang Mingfeng put it down.

She said: "Don't bring it in yet. Wash it twice here to remove the mud and sand before taking it in."

"I'll get a big basin out. You take out all the vegetables in the basket and put them on the ground. The ground is not dirty. My parents clean it every day."

Because my parents usually wash vegetables under the faucet at the door of the house.

"it is good."

Ling Zhihao did as she asked.

Yang Mingfeng went back to the house and took out a large basin, put it under the faucet, turned on the faucet, washed the basin, poured out the water, and then filled it again.

He quickly filled most of the basin of water.

"You go and rest, I'll wash the vegetables."

Yang Mingfeng was skeptical: "Can you do it?"

Ling Zhihao's face tensed up, he looked up at her and said, "Yang Mingfeng, don't you know you shouldn't ask him if it's okay in front of a man?"

Yang Mingfeng: "...you may have misunderstood. I asked you if you can wash vegetables, not if you can do it in bed."