Chapter 133 Lin's Family as a Guest

Lin Xiaomin snorted and trembled forward, took a few steps under her feet, turned her head and said anxedly, "Oh, Xiaoyun! Where do you look?"

Didn't you find it? Yang Zhiyun said quickly, "I'm sorry, I'm distracted, I'm distracted." But he thought to himself, "Didn't you look at your little waist?" Looking up, a two-story building with a small yard was sitting in a row of buildings. Yang Zhiyun changed the topic and said, "Is this your home? Can't you see it?"

Lin Xiaomin shrugged her nose and said, "What? What do you think?"

Yang Zhiyun smiled and said, "I thought it was like the small bridge in the movie."

The two were chatting when the door of the house suddenly opened. A woman with a simple appearance but a very gentle feeling stood in front of the door. She was very thin, surrounded by a big white apron and a garbage bag in her hand. When she saw the two people stunned, she immediately said, "Xiao Min? This is Yang Zhiyun, right?

When Lin Xiaomin saw the woman, she immediately rushed forward and threw herself into her arms and said to Yang Zhiyun with a smile, "Well, Xiaoyun, this is my mother. She specially prepared dinner for you today!"

Yang Zhiyun nodded and said, "Good job, auntie. Just call me Xiaoyun."

Xiaomin's mother was shocked when she saw the blood on Yang Zhiyun's body, "Ah, are you hurt?"

Lin Xiaomin quickly explained, "Well, when I went to find Xiaoyun, I happened to see him fighting with others. If I hadn't gone up to help him, he might have hung up there today." When he spoke, he also raised his little hand to make a beating.

Xiaomin's mother nodded Lin Xiaomin's head and said, "You are awesome! Come on, help mom send the garbage out and throw it away. I'll take Xiaoyun to wipe some potion.

Lin Xiaomin was very unhappy to take the garbage bag and secretly spit out her tongue at Yang Zhiyun and walked to the garbage dump. Xiaomin's mother said to Yang Zhiyun, "Come on, come in quickly. I'll rub some medicine for you, otherwise it won't be good to get infected." He leaned sideways and let Yang Zhiyun into the house.

Yang Zhiyun nodded and said, "Thank you, aunt." Entering the room, the room was full of wooden floors. There was a wooden frame full of shoes next to Yang Zhiyun's gate. Yang Zhiyun took off his shoes and casually took a pair of slippers and carefully looked behind Xiaomin's mother. It was a very spacious living room. The left hand of the door was the corridor upstairs, and the kitchen was connected to the living room. Together, only one cabinet separates the two rooms. The living room is very empty. There are three sofas and a coffee table, and there is a dining table behind the cabinet.

Xiaomin's mother asked Yang Zhiyun to sit down and said, "Sit down for a while. I'll get you the medicine."

Yang Zhiyun sat on the sofa and nodded, "Thank you."

Xiaomin's mother walked into a room. Yang Zhiyun pulled his clothes and hurt everywhere, on his shoulder, and the blood from three places behind him glued the clothes to the wound. There were bursts of pain. Fortunately, there should be no problem with the deep injuries. Xiaomin's mother came out with the medicine box and squatted next to Yang Zhiyun and said slowly, "Xiaoyun, take off the clothes on it so that I can give you medicine." Yang Zhiyun was a little embarrassed and said, "I'll do it myself." Xiaomin's mother smiled and said, "You little devils are still shy. Take it off quickly. You also have injuries behind your back."

Yang Zhiyun had no choice but to take off his clothes and show his strong body. Although he does not have explosive muscles like in European and American movies, his strong body has explosive power. Xiaomin's mother glanced at the scars left by Yang Zhiyun during his previous exercise, but she didn't say anything. She took out a cotton ball stained with iodine and said, "There will be a little pain. Put up with it. I'll give you some secret medicine at home later." Yang Zhiyun shook his head and said, "It's okay. This little injury is nothing."

When he was a child, Yang Zhiyun was often injured. This degree was nothing. The tingling of iodine wine was applied to the wound, but Yang Zhiyun felt that the cotton ball was a little itchy on his body. Xiaomin's mother said sadly, "Xiaomin used to be like this. She is scarred every day when she comes home, but she has always been strong."

Yang Zhiyun asked, "Don't you care if Sister Xiaomin is beaten outside?"

Xiaomin's mother helped Yang Zhiyun apply medicine and said, "How do you care? Do you want to call back? You also know the identity of Xiaomin's father.

Yang Zhiyun thinks so. If he really cares about the problem, I'm afraid it won't be so simple. It's really thanks to Lin Xiaomin's growing up in such an environment and being able to smile at people every day. Yang Zhiyun asked, "Well, where's uncle?"

Xiao Min's mother sighed and said, "I haven't come back to do something from the Wushu Association, but I think it should be soon."

Speaking of this, the door of the living room opened the door. Yang Zhiyun thought that Cao Cao Cao would arrive. He turned his head and looked at Lin Xiaomin with a smile. As soon as Lin Xiaomin came in, he saw Yang Zhiyun on his upper body. He screamed and said, "Yang Zhiyun! You are so ashamed!"

Yang Zhiyun is speechless. Is it good that your mother wants me to take it off? Sure enough, Xiaomin's mother spat and said, "Dad girl, what are you talking about? Hurry up and wash Xiaoyun's clothes. They are full of blood. Then go and get a set of your practice clothes to borrow for Xiaoyun."

Lin Xiaomin pointed to her nose and said in surprise, "Use mine?"

Xiaomin's mother said angrily, "Don't you use your father's? It's not that you don't know your father's clothes." He turned his head and said to Yang Zhiyun, "Xiaomin's father's training clothes have been worn before, so they look like babies. Even if Xiaomin moves, he will lose his temper."

Yang Zhiyun said gently, "No, I have to wear it back later."

Xiaomin's mother said softly, "It's okay. Our washing machine is ready to dry. I'll sew it for you at that time, so that it won't be good for you to wear ripped clothes and let your family see it later."

Yang Zhiyun thought about it and looked at Lin Xiaomin jokingly. Lin Xiaomin stared at Yang Zhiyun, rose up and walked upstairs, and muttered, "There is a beautiful girl at home. My mother is waiting. It's just right to see it..." This is a little sour, but Yang Zhiyun didn't hear it. Xiaomin's mother is. Turn your eyes.

Xiaomin's mother took the medicine. She bandaged it slightly and patted Yang Zhiyun on the back and said, "Okay, but be careful not to get water on it when taking a shower."

Yang Zhiyun smiled and said, "Thank you, aunt."

At this time, Lin Xiaomin also came down from the second floor and threw a white practice robe to Yang Zhiyun and said, "Dead Xiaoyun! Give it back to me later!"

Xiao Min's mother picked up Yang Zhiyun's changed clothes and said, "Xiao Yun, sit with Xiaomin for a while. I'll get you two meals soon." When he left, he patted Lin Xiaomin on the head and said angrily, "Why don't you pour tea for them!" It's not polite at all!"

Lin Xiaomin's mouth was so up that she could hang the soy sauce pot. She bit her lips and said a cup of tea to Yang Zhiyun. Yang Zhiyun smiled secretly. Lin Xiaomin sat opposite Yang Zhiyun without saying a word, staring at the coffee table motionless. Yang Zhiyun didn't know what to say. The scene quieted down for a moment, and only heard from the kitchen. The sound of cutting vegetables.

Lin Xiaomin lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking. She suddenly blushed. She looked up at Yang Zhiyun and was about to open her mouth. Yang Zhiyun's mobile phone suddenly rang. Yang Zhiyun took out her mobile phone and found that it was Sister Yun. She quickly answered the phone and said, "Sister Yun? What's the matter? Is there something wrong?"

Huang Yiyun's gentle voice came from the phone: "It's okay. A Meng came to my store and said that you won't come for dinner. I was a little worried, so I called to ask." Tang Meng's voice also came through the phone: "Sister Yun, you obviously don't trust me! It hurts my heart so much!" Later, I heard Sister Yun apologize to Tang Meng and said, "I'm sorry, A Meng, I'm just a little worried..."

Yang Zhiyun said in a warm and soft voice in his heart, "Sister Yun, I met an old classmate I'm having dinner with her today. I'll go back later. Don't worry about me. If you have any work, just let Tang Meng do."

Huang Yiyun smiled and said, "You're really bad. Well, then come back early. I'm very busy here. You can go straight home in the evening. We'll go home later. I'll wait for you at home."

Yang Zhiyun said secretly, "It's really bad. I'll show you when I get back." However, when someone else was present, Yang Zhiyun was embarrassed to say it. After saying a few words, he hung up the phone.