Chapter 18: Meet Mother-in-law

The daughter smiled strangely, and Mrs. Yao was a little guilty and asked, "Leilei, what's the matter hidden from her mother?"

Yao Yilei shook her head like a rattle, but the little girl's flaunting nature couldn't help it, and pretended to be mysterious: "Mommy, I tell you, don't tell daddy."

"I promise not to tell him, this is the secret between us," Mrs. Yao agreed.

"Actually... Chen Zikun is very good at French." Yao Yilei said.

Mrs. Yao smiled: "Leilee, you teach his French. Being smart and studious is an advantage, but it is not enough."

Yao Yilei argued: "No, my half-jealous French proficiency is okay to coax those who don't understand. I can't play the scene at all. Chen Zikun can talk to the French fluently."

Mrs. Yao's heart moved. She was not the kind of ignorant noble lady. She often read newspapers and knew that during the European War, China sent 500,000 workers to France. It seemed that Chen Zikun was one of the 500,000 people.

"Okay, it seems that he has been to France and has seen the world. This is good. Is there anything else?" asked Mrs. Yao.

"You know everything else." Yao Yilei suddenly regretted that her mother was like herself, and she was a big mouth. She couldn't guarantee that she would tell her father what she said. You must know that Chen Zikun had killed the Japanese and wanted criminals of the government. If she showed her appearance, she would really run away.

She was afraid for a moment and quickly turned the trouble over. Fortunately, Mrs. Yao didn't mean to ask in depth. The mother and daughter chatted for a while. Mrs. Yao said, "Then let's settle it first. Your dad and I don't object to this marriage. Let's give him a chance to prove himself. At the same time, you should not live in a car factory anymore. The newspapers in Beijing have been crazy about publishing your gossip news. Those who know that it is the political enemy who is dealing with your dad. Those who don't know think our family is so unbearable."

Yao Yilei nodded and said, "As long as my daddy and mommy don't object, I can move back and live there, but... when can I get a wedding?"

Mrs. Yao raised her eyebrows and poked her daughter's forehead with a finger: "You are not ashamed at all. You look like a girl's family. Are you only eighteen years old now? In this way, wait until Xiao Chen gets admitted to university. We will give him two years. If he can prove his strength, he will get engaged on your 20th birthday."

"Two years, so long?" Yao Yilei deliberately made an exaggerated expression.

"I said why is your child so anxious to get married? Do you know that having a child hurts a lot, and your figure will deform after giving birth. A country family like Xiao Chen must pay attention to having more children and good fortune. Then you will help him give birth one after another. You don't even need to hire a coachman to have a lot of children, right?"

Mrs. Yao's eloquence is far better than her daughter. Yao Yilei lost in a short while and finally compromised.

My daughter went back to the Ziguang Train Factory to get her luggage. Mrs. Yao was proud and called her husband to show her merits: "It's done, my daughter promises to come back and live. I promise she will get engaged to Chen in two years."

Deputy Director Yao was so confused by the Japanese delegation that he became angry when he received the call: "Absurd, why do you make the decision on the major issues of marriage alone?"

Mrs. Yao said angrily: "Isn't this a delaying strategy? Whatever our daughter does is in five minutes. She will throw the Chen surname to the sky after two years."

Then Chief Yao turned angry and happy: "Madam is very good."

In the hair alley in Xuanwumen, Wang Dongliang came back with a rickshaw. He saw a young man in a suit standing there sneakily with a big black box in his hand. He muttered in his heart, this guy has been wandering here for several days. Could it be a thief?

When I returned to the car factory, I reported this to Chen Zikun. Chen Zikun thought to myself, could it be that the Japanese spy was targeting me?

He went back to the house and took the pistol and stuffed it on his belt, covered it with a coat, left the car factory through the side door, and turned to the entrance of the alley. He saw the suited man leaning out, Chen Zikun hid behind him with his right knife, and stepped forward to pat his shoulder. The suited man turned around and turned out to be a young and tender face, which seemed to be definitely not a Japanese spy.

"What are you doing here?" Chen Zikun asked straight to the point.

The boy asked back, "Are you a worker at the Tsinghua Train Factory?"

"I am, what?"

"Oh, I am Ruan Mingchuan, a reporter from the Beijing News. I want to invite you to a meal and chat by the way."

Chen Zikun laughed silently. It turned out to be a reporter. Seeing his eager look, he agreed: "This matter is rare. If you have nothing to do, someone will treat you to a meal. OK."

Ruan Mingchuan was very happy and came to Erhu Shop at the entrance of the alley with Chen Zikun. He ordered a plate of fried pork liver, a plate of large intestine, a plate of roasted tofu, four beef tongue cakes, and a pot of Erguotou. He said enthusiastically: "If you don't have enough food, order it."

Chen Zikun ate without hesitation. Ruan Mingchuan put down the camera, took out a small notebook, took off the pen from his suit pocket, whispered the ink that was solidified by hot air and moistened the pen tip, and said, "I want to ask you a few questions."

"Tell me." Chen Zikun enjoyed eating wine and meat.

"A lady named Yao came to your car factory recently, right?"

Chen Zikun's heart moved. It turned out that it was for this matter. After a long time, he was still an entertainment reporter.

"Yes, there is such a person."

"Can you tell me some trivial things in her life, such as whom she slept with? When to get up, what to eat, and what to play with?" Reporter Ruan was filled with joy, and his hands holding the pen were trembling.

Chen Zikun asked back: "You are a reporter, but you don't ask about the Paris Peace Conference or Shandong issues, but instead find out who the big girl sleeps with. Don't you feel embarrassed?"

Reporter Ruan blushed, but he didn't expect a coachman to tell such a big truth. He put down his pen and replied solemnly: "Digging the gossip about Miss Yao's family is also a battle for me, a battle for the nation and the country."

Chen Zikun smiled: "It's funny, tell me, why did the gossip fight?"

Reporter Ruan said: "Yao Qizhen, the Deputy Minister of Transportation, and like Cao Ruolin, Zhang Zongxiang, and Lu Zongyu, are all leaders of the new transportation department. The famous pro-Japanese faction, traitors who everyone can kill. They obtained large loans from Japan at the cost of Shandong railway sovereignty, and were able to launch civil wars and massacre people. We are the ones who can't go to the battlefield to kill traitors, but they can also use their pens as guns to crack down on this traitor in public opinion."

Chen Zikun said: "Who taught you all these?"

Reporter Ruan said: "These are all my mentor and idol, Mr. Shao Piaoping, editor-in-chief of the Beijing News."

Chen Zikun said: "You go back and tell Mr. Shao that freedom of public opinion is right, but it is not too kind to spy on others and use the reputation of a little girl to attack your opponent. This time I will forget about you treating me to dinner. If there is another time, your mother will definitely not recognize you."

Reporter Ruan was trembling: "Who are you?"

"I am Chen Zikun."

"Ah, you are that..." Reporter Ruan was stunned.

Miss Yao's car whizzed past the alley, Chen Zikun left the seat and said, "Thank you for your wine, see you back." After that, he left.

When he returned to the car factory, Yao Yilei told him excitedly that his family had agreed to their relationship.

"As long as you get into college and earn 100,000 yuan in three years, let's get engaged." Ms. Yao jumped excitedly.

Engagement... Chen Zikun was a little confused. He had just crawled out of the old forest in Guandong. He still couldn't figure out where his ancestral home was and who his parents were. He was going to get engaged. This... it was too fast.

"What, I didn't understand?" Yao Yilei reached out and shook her hand in front of him.

"It's not that I don't understand, it's that the world changes too quickly." Chen Zikun said with a wry smile.

"No matter how many, now you go home with me and meet your future mother-in-law. Give me some energy. Do you know?" Yao Yilei ran back happily to pack her luggage.

Half an hour later, I packed up and left the factory by car. When I passed by the entrance of the alley, Chen Zikun saw Ruan Mingchuan standing there holding a camera, so he stopped the car and leaned his head and said, "Reporter Ruan, I'll give you a piece of news. Miss Yao has moved back to the house."

When reporter Ruan came to his senses, the car had already driven away. He quickly picked up the camera and took a picture of the car's back.

When I returned to the newspaper and found editor-in-chief Shao Piaoping, editor-in-chief Shao was furious: "When Yuan Shikai became emperor, I wrote articles to criticize him many times, but no one dared to threaten me. Now it is just an interview with a gossip, and someone obstructed him. This is a blasphemy of freedom!"

No matter how much he scolded, he still told Ruan Mingchuan not to go to Miss Yao’s gossip news anymore.

"Xiao Ruan, the newspaper has more important tasks to you." Editor-in-chief Shao said earnestly.

Chen Zikun returned to Yao Mansion. In the past, he always came through the side door as a servant, but now he came as a son-in-law. His status and status have qualitative leaps and his treatment has been very different. The big black iron gate of the Yao family was opened for him. When the servants knew that the lady was back home, they stood at the door to greet him, which scared Chen Zikun.

"Mom, it's so grand." Chen Zikun sighed.

Yao Yilei lay on his shoulder and laughed: "Do you feel flattered?"

"Mao, I've seen so many big scenes." Chen Zikun opened the car door and jumped out of the car in a very casual manner.

Seeing him get out of the driver's seat, Ah Fu couldn't help but feel resentful. This kid not only tricked Miss Yao, but also snatched his own car man's mission. Why didn't God kill you?

After entering the living room, Mrs. Yao sat on the sofa with a smile. When she saw them coming in, she didn't get up. She just pointed and said, "Come on, sit down."

Yao Yilei noticed that her mother was wearing a very elegant dress today, and she hung the diamond necklace. She was radiant and had a good manners. She probably wanted to create a kind of pressure on her son-in-law.

Chen Zikun seemed to feel no pressure, and sat down carelessly without looking at him.

"Xiao Chen, right? Where are you from? Who else is there in your family?" Mrs. Yao seemed to ask casually, but Yao Yilei's heart hangs, not knowing how Chen Zikun will answer.
Chapter completed!