I really don't want to make a choice

Falling in love with you, I really don't want to make a choice

The next morning, Han Lang woke up before six o'clock.

That is to say, I am still young and my body can handle it.

I don't know if those old men who are nearly half a century old spend money to raise a canary, will they walk in the morning with their backs on the wall after one night?

"Why did you get up so early?"

Liu Qiaoqiao was awakened by the sound of Han Lang getting up.

Sleepy, she asked softly.

Xiao Biesheng was newly married, and the two young people tossed and tossed shamelessly until 2 o'clock in the morning before falling asleep.

"I still have something to do at home today. My dad called me a few times last night and I didn't answer them. I sent him a text message saying I'd be home before seven o'clock today."

Han Lang replied while putting on his clothes.

"What's the matter, so anxious? What happened?"

Liu Qiaoqiao quickly got up and asked.

"It's nothing. I'm going to hold a school entrance banquet for me today."

"I said I went back last night, but I didn't go back later. My dad shouldn't be in a hurry?"

Han Lang continued.

"Then I'll go back with you?"

Liu Qiaoqiao said quickly.

"Don't worry, none of my high school classmates called me this entrance banquet."

"What if you come home with me?"

"The relatives in the family and the villagers in the village will come to drink the wedding wine."

"I'm going to bring a beautiful woman back, and everyone should not look at you like a monkey."

"I don't want you to be observed like a monkey."

Han Lang said directly with a smile.

Regarding the school entrance banquet, some other students in the class organized it ahead of time and called Han Lang, but Han Lang was too busy to go.

Han Lang was relatively late in doing it.

So he didn't go to someone else's, and he was embarrassed to ask others to come.

As for Liu Qiaoqiao and Lan Fei'er, they couldn't appear at the same time and place.

Because of this, Han Lang decided not to call any of his high school classmates.

It all seemed reasonable.

If he called other classmates, Liu Qiaoqiao is a classmate, and now he has such a relationship, with Liu Qiaoqiao's personality, he would like to show off in front of everyone.

And Lanfeier couldn't hide the fact that he was holding a school entrance banquet. If Lanfeier also came, what excuse could Han Lang find to refuse?

"Okay, then I'll sleep at home, I was too tired last night."

"My dad will come back tomorrow, my school entrance banquet is relatively simple, why don't you come over for dinner tomorrow night?"

Liu Qiaoqiao suddenly remembered her school entrance banquet, and said with a smile.

"Let's forget it, we are like this now, if your father finds out, he will kill me."

"Let's keep a low profile and wait for two years."

Han Lang was scared, he could accompany him when he fell in love with friends, watched the stars and the moon, even held hands and kissed and slept together.

Let's just forget about having dinner with your parents.

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After leaving Liu Qiaoqiao's house, Han Lang went directly to the original landlord's side, where his motorcycle was parked.

Get on the motorcycle and drive directly to Hanjiaba.

When he was in Shanghai, he transferred 3 yuan to Lao Han's card, saying it was money for a school entrance banquet.

When Lao Han received a call from Han Lang, he was in a daze.

Are young people making so much money now?

Although he didn't lack the money for his son, since the brat gave it to him, he didn't refuse it either.

Save it for him to marry a wife when the time comes.

Weddings and weddings in Hanjiaba are basically done at home.

There are a total of 45 households in Hanjiaba. The Hanjiaba ancestral hall is the boundary.

Looking back, Hanjiaba is an old ancestor, but later the ancestor gave birth to two sons.

The boss is on the east side, which is the current Dafang.The second child lives on the west side, which is now the second room.

There are 45 households with second-bedroom males, and 30 households are second-bedroom.

Han Lang's house belongs to the big house.

Although Han Renshou's blood was not from Hanjiaba, he was just adopted from Zhengjiaqu when old Hantou had no children.

But no matter what, in the small town, adoption is not a son, and going down is not a mother.

What do you mean?

That is to say, if the son born by oneself is adopted or given to others, it is not the son of the biological parents.If the daughter-in-law of the Han family remarries, she is no longer the Han family, and the descendants of the Han family can not recognize her as their mother.

These are some rules left over from feudal society.

As for Han Lang, there is another calligraphy in the town, that is, fake sons have no fake grandchildren.

Han Lang grew up eating the water of Hanjiaba completely, and grew up in Hanjiaba since he was a child.

People from Hanjiaba may point fingers at Han Renshou, but they will never point fingers at Han Lang, because he is considered a Hanjiaba person through and through.

Just like when Han Renshou had conflicts with Hanjiaba people when he was young, Hanjiaba people would call old Han a wild child.

But no matter how rough Han Lang was, no one in Hanjiaba would scold him like that.

This is the difference.

Hanjiaba's rules, weddings and funerals, all the men, women and children in the same room come to help, as if it were a wedding at home.

That is to say, for Han Lang's school entrance banquet, the entire Dafang branch of Hanjiaba came to help.

The women are busy in the kitchen, helping the chef.

The men boil water to make tea and help entertain guests.

When eating, the men who drink will act as the hosts at each table to accompany and pour the wine.

Of course, for this reason, the 15 households in Dafang will eat and drink for free during the whole wedding and wedding period.

As for the second bedroom, there is no need for help, just one person from each family to drink the wedding wine.Moreover, there is no need to pay for the wedding wine.

The rules of Hanjiaba have always been like this.

Lao Han called Han Lang and said that there were about 15 tables in this banquet.

All hard Chinese with sea blue.

Han Lang had no objection, he could do whatever he wanted.

This specification is considered very high in the age of Hanjiaba.

Han Lang didn't care, there was no happy event in their family.

It's rare to be high-profile once. As a human being, there's no need to be low-key when it's time to be high-profile.

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At around seven o'clock in the morning, Han Lang arrived at Hanjiaba.

In an open space not far from my home, the stage for singing has already been set up.

Hanjiaba has not been this lively for a long time. The last time it was so lively was 12 years ago, when the first college student in Hanjiaba was born.

In recent years, although there are occasional undergraduates in Hanjiaba, the schools are all average. Although it can be lively, it can't compare with the time when the first college student was born.

As for myself, no matter what age I am in, I should be the existence of that kind of cowhide Klass.

So it's okay to have fun.

Han Lang parked the car in a corner of the yard at home.

Square tables and benches are all placed in the yard, living room, and even the unused second floor of the house.

In the living room, the male at home in the main room should have just finished working on these tables and chairs, and they are all drinking tea.

185 The three brothers Han Renfa are also here.

Leaving aside the matter of robbing the homestead last time, the three brothers Han Renfa could not say how good they were to Han Lang's family, but they weren't too bad either.

The last time Han Lang moved out Secretary Fang, the three brothers should have understood a lot after their cousin, the village head, instructed them.

Han Lang walked into the living room, took out a soft bag from his bag, opened it, took two bags himself, and threw the rest to Lao Han.

Han Lang opened a pack of soft packs, and distributed cigarettes to the uncles and brothers of the Han family in Dafang.

In the countryside, as soon as the tea arrives and the smoke arrives, it means hospitality.

"Xiao Lang, according to your father, you are rich now."

"I've been busy with work this summer vacation, and I heard that I earned no less than 10 yuan."

A man in his 50s with a long-standing family took Han Lang's cigarette and said with a smile.

"Jiuqing father, you are joking. It's just good luck."

Han Lang replied with a smile.

"Xiao Lang, what kind of luck is there? If you are lucky, you can get into Fudan? Can you get the third place in the county? You can tell that this person is smart since he was a child. Since you were young, you have always been the smartest person in Hanjiaba."

"When the time comes, I will be successful, but I have to take you, Uncle Renfa, with you."

"No matter how bad we are, we can still help you as a bodyguard, drive a car and so on."

"It's a family after all, trustworthy."

Han Renfa said with a smile.

"Okay, Uncle Renfa, if one day I really have the ability, I will definitely not refuse."

Looking at the rough man who tried to seize his homestead some time ago, he said so flatteringly now.

It doesn't matter whether it's true or not, compared to outsiders, if you really need it someday, the three Han Renfa brothers can indeed use it.

As for the little conflict before, Han Renfa didn't feel embarrassed, and Han Lang didn't feel embarrassed either.

Han Lang casually said a few words in the living room, then went to the kitchen to look.

The older, middle-aged, and younger daughters-in-law of the big house will all help out by chopping vegetables and washing dishes in the kitchen as long as they are at home.

Mother Pan Xiuxiu brought the menu in the kitchen.

Today, he actually put on a dress that Han Lang bought her last time that he never dared to wear.

"Mom, you are so beautiful today, don't you think so, aunts?"

Han Lang took a peanut, chewed it in his mouth and said with a smile.

Pan Xiuxiu glared at her son.

He casually picked up a burning stick from the kitchen, and chased after Han Lang to beat him, so Han Lang hurriedly trotted to the outside.

The women who were busy in the kitchen laughed when they saw this scene.

A happy atmosphere filled the entire kitchen at once.

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