After leaving the mall, the pedestrian street was lined with vendors selling incense, fireworks, date cakes, and cooked food. The shouts came one after another, and the strong New Year atmosphere was everywhere.
Jiang Qin put the New Year goods he bought into the trunk. Before leaving the parking lot, he received a call from Yang Shuan, saying that he had carried half a mutton and was now at their doorstep, and he was exhausted.
"I already said no, your dad is really too polite."
"It's New Year, uncle. My dad ordered the goods a month in advance. They are the best Yanchi beach sheep. We will split them in half." "
Then wait for me at the door for a while. I'll be back soon."
Jiang Qin hung up the phone and looked at the little rich woman: "Do you want to go to my house to play?"
Feng Nanshu's cheeks puffed up instantly, and her beautiful eyes became bright: "Brother, let's go." "
I told you in advance that my house is small and there is nothing fun."
"Then I will play for a while."
Jiang Qin was amused by her serious expression. He reached out to fasten her seat belt, and after starting the car, he went all the way back to Hongrong Home.
Dad and Mom only have a holiday on New Year's Eve. There is no one at home now, otherwise Yang Shuan would not be turned away, so there is no problem at all to take the little rich woman back. Besides, what's wrong with someone
?
What's wrong with my parents being at home?
It's normal to bring good friends home to hang out. Do I feel guilty?
Guo Zihang, that bastard, came every now and then in high school, and he sat upright like a normal person!
But some people really don't care about what they say. Jiang Qin had just dropped off the car at the gate of the community when the fat black guy ran over from the other side of the road.
He was holding a large box of roast chicken in his arms, a very famous brand in Jeju.
"My distant second uncle who sells roast chicken is here again. He brought several boxes. I can't finish them all. I can't finish them at all." "
Old Guo, I remember you bring me a box of this every year?"
"He sends it every year, and he never changes the way he does it. I can't do anything about it."
Guo Zihang patted the box of roast chicken and followed Jiang Qin and Feng Nanshu upstairs. Halfway through, they met Aunt Li who was taking a walk with her eldest grandson.
Aunt Li's business has been very busy recently.
Why?
Because all the people who went out to work have returned. Those who didn't bring their wives back, and those who have been married for many years without children, all want to eat.
Those legs are like those who drank the blue bottle of giant calcium from Harbin Pharmaceutical Factory No. 6. It's effortless to jump up the six floors in one breath.
The two groups met at the corner of the stairs on the second floor, and the atmosphere froze in 0.01 seconds.
At that time, Aunt Li looked at Feng Nanshu, her gossip spirit burning.
"Hey, Jiang Qin, who is this little girl, why did you bring her home?"
"Aunt, come on, let me introduce you, this is Guo Zihang, this is Guo Zihang's godmother."
Guo Zihang: "?"
Aunt Li: "?"
Jiang Qin held Feng Nanshu's little hand and walked upstairs calmly, thinking that it was fortunate that I was smart.
Aunt Li is running around, just like the director of the intelligence department of Hongrong Home. If you tell her that this is my classmate, you will definitely be finished. It doesn't take until the
next day. Tonight, the news that Jiang Qin brought a super beautiful female classmate home will spread throughout the community and reach my mother's ears.
But if you talk about Guo Zihang's godmother, it's different.
First of all, no one in this community knows who Guo Zihang is.
Besides, she is my godmother, how can she be a young and pretty girl? All the rumors were stopped with one sentence.
Jiang Qin believed that no one else could do such a quick reaction and such a clever way of avoiding danger.
When they arrived at the fourth floor, Yang Shuan was already waiting at the door. At his feet was a large foam box with a product label of Yanchi Beach Sheep.
Jiang Qin took out the key, opened the door, and invited the three people in.
"Do you want to change your slippers?"
"There are not so many slippers. Wear your shoes and mop them when they get dirty. It's not so particular for a small family."
Guo Zihang had been here many times and was not unfamiliar with it. He put the roast chicken in his hand on the table and went to the living room.
Yang Shuan followed suit and sat down on the sofa in the living room.
Jiang Qin turned his head to look at Feng Nanshu and found that she was curiously looking into the room. When she saw Jiang Qin looking at her, she immediately returned to her cold and clear expression.
"This is called a small family. Have you learned something new?"
"Small but cute."
Feng Nanshu commented seriously, then stepped in with her small boots and walked around the living room and dining table. However, she didn't dare to enter the spaces with doors. Overall, she was still a little nervous. Jiang Qin turned on the TV for them and asked
them to sit wherever they wanted. He divided the roast chicken into two portions and picked out a large piece of lamb chops from the cut mutton.
Later, he asked Yang Shuan to take three roast chickens back and Guo Zihang to carry half of the lamb chops back, and the rest would stay at home for the New Year.
After he finished the things and wiped his hands, he left the kitchen and found that the little rich woman was standing quietly at the door of his bedroom.
"What for?"
Feng Nanshu stretched out a white finger and pressed it on the door panel: "Jiang Qin, I want to go in and take a look." "
No, there are secrets in there, and they will bite people." Jiang Qin refused.
"Brother, I want to go in and take a look."
"..."
Some skills will have different effects when released in different environments, just like this soft-spoken brother. Once called out in his own home, the lethality is doubled, almost breaking his proud bones.
Jiang Qin reached out and opened the door, satisfying the curiosity of the arrogant rich woman.
His room was not big, only about 20 square meters in total. Opposite was a single bed, covered with a blue and white checkered bed sheet left over from his high school dormitory. Next to the bed was a writing desk. In
fact, his room was not so plain originally. There were some anime posters and celebrity photos pasted on the wall.
But after being reborn, Jiang Qin felt that it was too fancy, so he took it off and replaced it with a calendar.
"Uncle!"
"What's wrong?"
"I'm hungry, can you give me something to eat?"
Yang Shuan hadn't eaten lunch when he arrived, and he had been waiting at the door for a long time, so his stomach was rumbling.
"Okay, for the sake of the New Year, I'll show you my cooking skills."
Jiang Qin left the little rich woman in his bedroom and let her play by herself, then rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen. After fiddling around for a long time, he finally brought out four bowls of hot instant noodles.
"That's it?"
Yang Shuan's mouth was crooked.
"Why did it take so long to make instant noodles?"
Guo Zihang was also puzzled.
"It's good to have something to eat, but you're still picky. Your son who has been home for half a month is worse than a dog. Don't tell me you don't understand. It's just this instant noodles. I saved it with great effort." "
No, uncle, where did your cooking skills go?" Yang Shuan looked puzzled.
"You need hot water for instant noodles. My skill is to boil water quickly and well."
Jiang Qin grinned, turned around and went to the bedroom to call Feng Nanshu out to eat instant noodles.
The little rich woman had been running around with him outside for a whole day, and she hadn't eaten anything. She must have been hungry for a long time.
He pushed open the door and found Feng Nanshu lying on her bed, flipping through the book "Detective Academy Q" on the bedside. Her eyes were lively and cute, and her slender and curled eyelashes were trembling.
"Eat something."
"Oh."
Feng Nanshu got up obediently and walked out of his bedroom, while Jiang Qin stared at the place where the rich girl had been lying, his mind a little dazed.
You bring a female classmate home, and she lies on your bed and plays by herself obediently. How can I describe this feeling? It's okay if you don't think about it too much, but when you think about it too much, you always feel numb. "
Hey, I remember that this new instant noodle should come with a braised egg, why doesn't mine come with one?" After
eating the instant noodles for a long time, Guo Zihang realized that something was missing.
"I don't have this either, did you throw it in the trash can?"
After being reminded, Yang Shuan also looked around with a fork, but didn't see any egg hair.
"Really? I don't know, maybe you two are unlucky."
Jiang Qin took a mouthful of noodles calmly.
"Jiang Qin, there are three eggs in my noodles."
Feng Nanshu used a fork to peel the noodles on the top, revealing the three boiled eggs inside, his eyes were so bright.
"Don't you like boiled eggs? I'm so lucky."
Jiang Qin picked up his boiled egg and took a bite without blushing or panting.
Guo Zihang: "God damn luck..." Yang Shuan:
"Artificial luck..."
After eating instant noodles, Jiang Qin handed the roast chicken to Yang Shuan, handed the lamb chops to Guo Zihang, and began to order them to leave.
Ms. Yuan Youqin should get off work, and if she doesn't leave, she will be blocked at home.
Then I will have to explain it in a lot of words, Mom, don't get excited, there is no daughter-in-law!
With my mother's temper, I guess she still doesn't believe it.
So the four of them came downstairs and discussed going to a nearby water bar to sit for a while, chat and play poker or something. After all, it's New Year's Day, and entertainment is more important than anything else.
But just as she was about to leave, Feng Nanshu suddenly became dumbfounded: "Jiang Qin, I forgot to take my bag."
She brought a pink backpack with her, which could hold her cell phone and lipstick, and it should have been left in the living room.
Jiang Qin asked them to wait downstairs, and he ran upstairs to get it.
But there are always all kinds of coincidences in this world.
As soon as he ran upstairs, Ms. Yuan Youqin, who had left work early, arrived at the community, carrying rice, grain and oil issued by the unit, and was stunned when she passed the door of the building.
She knew Guo Zihang, so she quickly judged that the three people were looking for Jiang Qin.
"Why don't you go home?"
"We just came out of the house, and Jiang Qin went upstairs to get something."
Yuan Youqin nodded, and her eyes shifted to Feng Nanshu.
The little rich woman put on the hood of her down jacket as soon as she came downstairs. Her cute little face was not very real, but she still felt a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.
The little rich woman was a little panicked. Knowing that she was Jiang's mother, she raised her hand tucked in her sleeve and waved, but she didn't know what to call her.
Yuan Youqin didn't think about it, mainly because it was not polite to stare at others for a long time, so she exchanged a few words and went upstairs with her things.
As soon as she entered the house, Yuan Youqin saw Jiang Qin holding a bag and about to go out.
"Are you going out?"
"Mom, why are you back?" Jiang Qin was startled.
Yuan Youqin put down her things and changed her slippers: "The unit gave me a holiday early, so I came back. Are the three people downstairs your classmates?" "
Oh, yes, classmates, definitely classmates, naked classmates."
"?"
"I went out to play. There is freshly boiled hot water in the kitchen. You have some water. I'm leaving first."
Jiang Qin knew from her mother's reaction that she didn't seem to recognize Feng Nanshu, so she didn't dare to talk more and rushed out of the house with her bag.
Yuan Youqin went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water and drank two sips, then turned on the TV to watch a soap opera, but she always felt that something was wrong.
Thinking about the girl's face just now, and then thinking about Jiang Qin's way of taking the bag out, her eyebrows gradually frowned.
"That girl does look familiar."
"..."
"Wait a minute."
"She's my daughter-in-law, right?!"
Yuan Youqin suddenly figured it out. The girl downstairs was clearly the unbelievably well-behaved girl on her son's phone wallpaper. What's the point of talking about a celebrity? Can a celebrity be brought home?
Nine out of ten, absolutely nine out of ten!