Ye Fan was about to reach out to grab the dumplings and eat them, but someone knocked them back with chopsticks.

At this time, a middle-aged woman dressed in a simple manner stared at Ye Fan with disgust.

She is the hostess of this courtyard house, Yue Yingchun.

Beside her is his husband, Hu Yipeng.

However, Hu Yipeng had an accident while working on the building a few years ago and had no sense of consciousness in his lower body.

The rest of my life can only be spent in a wheelchair.

Fortunately, relying on the protection of his ancestors, there is an old house in Linzhou city where every inch of land is worth a lot of money.

I save money on weekdays and rely on Yue Yingchun to do some odd jobs, so my life is still acceptable.

"Ha ha.."

"Yingchun, don't blame Xiaofan either."

"When I was tired for a day, wasn't that the same?"

Hu Yipeng laughed.

He likes this kind of excitement and looks extremely lively.

"That's not OK!"

"It's not bad for you no matter how hungry you are."

"It's still Yao'er who makes people worry-free, knows it's clean and makes people like it."

"It would be a pity for such a good daughter to marry someone else in the future." Yue Yingchun became more and more happy when he saw Yue Yao's daughter. It would be a pity for him to think that such a good girl was cheaper in the future.

"Hahaha..."

"Aunt Yue, that's easy to do."

"You work hard with Uncle Hu and give birth to another fat boy."

"At that time, I will make the decision and make a marriage for my sister and your family." Ye Fan suggested.

"Good idea!" Hu Yipeng's eyes lit up and he hit it off with Ye Fan.

"Go away, get out, two unscrupulous guys..." Yue Yingchun gently patted Hu Yipeng, as if he was a little embarrassed.

"Xiaofan, what should I do? Your Aunt Yue doesn't seem to want to?"

"Hahaha..."

Under the light, laughter filled the hall.
Chapter completed!