"How do you want me to help you?"

Yang Jun emphasized while driving: "First of all, let's make it clear that the Ming Gang will definitely not be able to do it."

Ming Gang will definitely not be able to do it.

Not to mention whether Uncle Qian would break his legs, Yi Qiushui alone would not be able to pass the test.

If there are rumors about his affair with Qian Jiajia, the seniors will have to strip him off.

Qian Jiajia glanced at the wine and meat on the back seat, thought about it, and said happily: "I have a solution."

"You will be like this later..."

Qian Jiajia crawled into Yang Jun's ear and mumbled a lot of words.

After hearing this, Yang Jun thought this was a good idea, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll try my best. If it doesn't work, you can't blame me."

"Of course, no matter whether it succeeds or not, I will always remember your love."

"It's not a problem for you to be like this. Even if this blind date goes wrong, you can't keep putting it off next time," Yang Jun said with a worried look on his face.

"I can't worry about that much anymore. Let's pass this level first."

Yang Jun glanced at Yang Liu sitting in the back seat and said,

"I'll send my sister home first. The family is waiting for her."

"OK, no problem."

After Yang Jun heard this, he turned the steering wheel and turned to another road.

After sending Yang Liu home, he said hello to Yi Qiushui and drove to the military compound.

When we arrived at the military compound, we registered outside the gate and went directly to Qian Jiajia's home.

The car stopped in front of Qian Jiajia's house, and Yang Jun saw a jeep parked in front of his house.

Uncle Qian usually travels by car, and this jeep was clearly driven by the person he was dating on a blind date.

Blind dates in this era are not like meeting in a teahouse, coffee shop, or park like in later generations. Instead, they bring the person directly to his home. Especially for a big leader like Uncle Qian, if he thinks a young man is good, he will call him directly.

Come home and have a blind date with Qian Jiajia.

Qian Jiajia looked at the jeep parked in front of her house, her face gloomy, and she seemed to have an indescribable feeling of rejection.

"Go in. It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that you can't avoid." Yang Jun said quietly.

"You don't feel pain in your back when you stand and talk, but you don't have a blind date when you close your mouth."

Qian Jiajia rolled her eyes at him.

"If I could sit and talk, my waist would be less painful."

Yang Jun didn't miss every opportunity to tease her. It was rare to see her depressed, not to mention that now she was begging for help.

"Virtue."

The two of them were bickering while unloading the gifts they had prepared in the car.

Qian Jiajia held thirty kilograms of braised pork, and Yang Jun followed behind holding two wine jars.

Sitting in the living room was a young man of about thirty years old, wearing a military uniform. He looked resolute, but his skin was a bit dark.

He was sitting upright on the sofa, with Uncle Qian and Aunt Qian accompanying him.

They chatted without a word, and laughed loudly from time to time. It seemed that Uncle Qian had a good impression of this young man.

"Yeah, Jiajia is back."

Aunt Qian saw Qian Jiajia walking in with a box in her arms at a glance.

"Jiajia, why are you here? Xiao Zhao has been waiting for you for more than half an hour."

Aunt Qian took the box from her hand and introduced it.

At this time, Uncle Qian and that little Zhao both stood up.

"Jiajia, let me introduce you to Zhao Zijian, the quartermaster of the Logistics Department. He is a very promising young man." Uncle Qian introduced with a smile.

But Qian Jiajia didn't take the issue at all, but shouted: "Dad, Mom, look who's coming."

"Whoever comes here is you, isn't it?"

Uncle Qian looked at the door and saw a figure moving.

"Your son-in-law is here to see you."

Qian Jiajia gave a sweet cry, with a happy look on her face, and turned back to greet Yang Jun.

Uncle Qian and his wife were stunned when they heard this and looked at each other.

A bad thought came to my mind.

My daughter knows it well. I am a carefree girl who has liked to hang out with boys since she was a child. If she accidentally kills someone, it would be a big sin.

"Where did I come from..."

Before the word 'son-in-law' came out of his mouth, Uncle Qian saw someone coming in at the door.

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law, and son-in-law are here to see you."

Yang Jun came in with a smile and two wine jars in his arms.

He was also quite embarrassed. It was the first time he spoke in such elegant words, and he felt goosebumps all over his body.

Calling dad and mom is too crude, so I can only call them father-in-law and mother-in-law.

"Ah, the army is here."

Aunt Qian was the first to react and quickly came over to help Yang Jun put down the wine.

Uncle Guo's face twitched, he didn't even think of this son-in-law.

Just now he really thought Qian Jiajia had killed someone.

There is no problem with Yang Jun’s title.

He had watched Yi Qiu Shui grow up, so it was not an exaggeration to say that she was his own daughter. It was also reasonable for Yang Jun to call himself his son-in-law.

However, my father-in-law and mother-in-law sounded so awkward.

"It's not easy to see you kid. It's been two months since I've been here."

Uncle Qian waved him over.

"Please forgive me. In front of you, I won't make excuses like being busy at work. It's all my fault. So, why didn't I just come over today to see you and your two elders here?"

Yang Jun knew very well that in front of big leaders, he should never mention the vulgar excuse of being busy at work.

No matter how busy you are, are there any big leaders who are busy?

Uncle Qian put the wine jar under his nose and smelled it, then raised his eyebrows and said, "Twenty years old."

"Thirty-five years."

Yang Jun narrowed his eyes and said: "My son-in-law comes to the door and can handle twenty years of wine."

When Yang Jun was talking, he glanced at Zhao Zijian from the corner of his eye.

Although Zhao Zijian was sitting there upright, his expression had changed, and at the same time, his eyes glanced this way from time to time.

"I guess you still have a conscience."

After Uncle Qian finished speaking, he sniffed the wine jar vigorously a few times.

Although he couldn't smell the wine, it didn't mean that he didn't appreciate the wine.

Since last time, these old guys each snatched a jar of wine from Guo Caochao, they no longer feel that way when they drink other wine.

It is indeed a good wine that has been produced for 35 years. Its taste and staying power are unmatched by ordinary wines. Even an eight-yuan bottle of Moutai is like boiled water in front of it.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Qian Jiajia is not idle either, she is also secretly looking at Zhao Zijian.

At this time, seeing that he hadn't gotten up to leave, she decided to add fuel to the fire.

"Dad, just be content."

Qian Jiajia hugged Yang Jun's arm and said affectionately: "Brother Junzi went to pick me up early in the morning and brought so many good things. Don't pick on me anymore."

When Uncle Qian and Aunt Qian saw this, their faces twitched.

This girl must be too courageous. She did such a frivolous behavior in front of them. It was really eye-catching.

But they couldn't say anything, Yang Jun still had to give him face.

Yang Jun was not feeling well here either. It would be an exaggeration to describe it as torture.

There was no physical contact in this rehearsal beforehand.

He was worried whether Uncle Qian would get angry.

Fortunately, my worries are unnecessary.

"Hey, you girl, am I being picky?"
To be continued...