Zhang Kuang replied vaguely with his eyes dodged and said, "What can I do? Don't think about it."

The more he didn't let Wen's parents think about it, the more uncontrollable they would think. The look of Zhang Kuang looked at Zhang Kuang, if it weren't for someone else's home, they might have fought with Zhang Kuang.

Dongyang's mood was not much better than Wen's father and mother. She really didn't expect Zhang Kuang to use this trick.

He hadn't discussed it with her before, and suddenly said these misunderstandings from Wen's parents may temporarily ease their attitude, but from a long-term perspective, Wen's parents' prejudice against her may be deeper.

At night, the three of Wen's family sat around the kang table. Dongyang did not serve the table, so she wanted to feed Mrs. Wu first.

They don’t have the habit of not talking about food, but everyone has their own thoughts, no one speaks, they just eat quietly.

Old Mrs. Wu is a delicate person. Just from everyone's different expressions, she has guessed that things may develop in a bad direction. Her mood affects her appetite. She couldn't eat it after only taking a few bites.

Dongyang didn't persuade him much, and just ate the bowl of Mrs. Wu.

Arrange a place to stay after meals.

Originally, they planned to live in the school dormitory with Wen Kuang and let Wen's mother stay, but obviously the couple had something to say to their son, so they could only let them live in the school dormitory, and Zhang Kuang went to a suitable family in the village to deal with it for one night.

After they left, Dongyang first cleaned up the dishes and brought a large iron basin of corn cob into the house to knead.

The lights were dim and most of her face was swallowed up by the darkness. Old Mrs. Wu turned her head to look at her with difficulty, and tears came out of her turbid eyes.

Dongyang didn't notice her strangeness, but he just looked up inadvertently and found that Old Mrs. Wu was wiping her tears before he realized that she was crying.

"Mi, what's wrong with you?" Dong Yang put down the work in his hand and sat next to the old lady and asked.

Old Mrs. Wu looked at Dongyang with red eyes and sighed, "I think your affairs are not going to work. Xiaoshan's parents didn't give him a good look. Go back and send all the things they brought back. We won't want their things."

"My mother, don't worry. I'll talk to Wen Xiaoshan and think about how to solve the problem," Dongyang comforted.

Old Mrs. Wu knew that she had no intention of giving up, and it was useless to persuade her again, so she sighed deeply: "Qingqing, don't be so bloody that she wanted to turn around."

Dongyang would never give herself a chance to hit her head. She really felt that she could fight for it again.

At around nine o'clock that night, Zhang Kuang came to look for Dongyang quietly. The two of them were afraid that they would be heard by Old Mrs. Wu, so they hid under the wall behind the room. It was quite cold.

Dongyang saw that he didn't even bring his hat into the house and got him a headscarf.

This headscarf is very old-fashioned, square, with tassel-like ears around it, folded obliquely into a triangle, wrapped around the head in summer, sun protection, winter, and cold protection. It can also be used as a wrapping item when you go out, which is very convenient and practical.

There are two such headscarves at home, and Dongyang doesn't care if he holds them casually. When Zhang Kuang answers, his hands can't help but shake.

"You did it on purpose, right? You can just take the red one, you have to take the green one!" Zhang Kuang said gritting his teeth.

Dongyang then realized that the color of the headscarf she was holding was not very good. However, she took it out and was too lazy to make trouble. She said impatiently: "Okay, who can see what color is on your head at night? Hurry up and don't catch a cold."

Zhang Kuang was reluctant to wear a scarf, and he looked like a joke, but Dongyang didn't laugh.

"What's going on with your parents? And you, what do you mean by what you said to your parents before dinner? Why don't you discuss it with me?" Dong Yangbei asked seriously.

Zhang Kuang answered one by one: "There is nothing else to do except disagree. Didn't I suddenly have inspiration to say what I said to them? Now they are still guessing that I'm very scared and have not asked me to separate you anymore. I think this is great. We can fool them according to this idea and wait until the matter is done before talking about something else."

"I don't want to solve the problem by deception. And we lied this time, and I don't know how many lies we have to tell to accomplish it later. This is not a long-term solution." Dongyang disagreed with his idea.

"Of course I understand what you mean, but think about it from another perspective, we must get married sooner or later, and we must have all the procedures we should have. Since it is true sooner or later, then there is no problem for us to use the future to make things happen in front of us, right? Don't be too stubborn. It's definitely not possible to force yourself, so let's just go around." Zhang Kuang felt that he was very wise, and shook his head and waited for Dongyang to praise him.

Dongyang doesn't give him a big shave, but he still praises him, and he thinks beautifully.

"I also know that you will die sooner or later. Why don't you continue your life today with the result of the future? Don't make mistakes, let's just be down-to-earth? Don't forget that we are not using our own identities now. The trouble caused by opportunism is to be done with Wen Xiaoshan and Wu Qing. If we don't take a step, what will be ruined will be their lives," Dongyang said very seriously.

Zhang Kuang was silent and didn't say anything for a long time.

Dongyang sighed and patted Zhang Kuang's arm: "I know you feel sorry for me and don't want them to make things difficult for me too much, but don't worry, I'm not fragile at all. The small setbacks in front of me are nothing. Just wait and see my performance."

"What are your plans?" Zhang Kuang decided to follow Dongyang and stop doing evil ways.

Dongyang didn't tell him what he had plans, just let him wait and see her perform.

Zhang Kuang looked at her confident appearance and thought she really had a good share of the money. He was quite happy when he left and forgot to take off the green turban.

In fact, Dongyang had no plan at all. She just felt that it was important to get along with people sincerely. She treated Wen’s parents sincerely. Even if the ice could not be completely melted, it would always make them feel a little warm. As long as they don’t force each other to death, there will be hope for her and Zhang Kuang’s affairs.

She got up the next day just as dawn, and first tidy up Mrs. Wu's side, then get up to cook and feed the pigs.

The food was ready, Dongyang first fed Mrs. Wu and then called Wen's father and mother and Zhang Kuang.

The dormitory cannot be cooked, and Wen’s parents don’t want to go hungry and can only come to Dongyang’s house to eat. Just make this point, their attitude towards Dongyang will not be too bad on the surface.

The breakfast was not very rich, just the leftovers and pickles from last night, Wen’s parents didn’t say anything.

After the meal, Wen’s parents sat there without moving. Dongyang guessed that they might have something to say to her, so he said first: “Uncle and Auntie, my place is small, and you can’t make a living here. Why don’t you go to the small hill dormitory first? I’ll clean up the stall at home and then go to chat with you.”

As soon as the steps were given, Wen’s parents and mothers went down.
Chapter completed!