"Old Jiang, let me tell you, your son definitely has a girlfriend!"
Jiang Zhenghong got off work on time. When he got home, he saw Yuan Youqin with a serious face. He was slightly stunned: "How did you know?"
"He secretly brought her home, but our company had an early holiday, and I ran into them downstairs." Yuan Youqin briefly described today's situation.
"Did he admit it?"
"No, I didn't react at the time. I just thought the girl looked familiar. By the time I reacted, they had already run away."
Jiang Zhenghong changed his slippers and came to the sofa. He took a sip of his wife's teacup and found that it was cold: "How do you know it's your girlfriend? It's New Year's Day, it's normal for classmates to come and visit."
Yuan Youqin certainly had evidence: "Didn't you see his wallpaper when you were having dinner that day?"
"Isn't that a female star?"
"What female star? Can a female star stand downstairs in our house?"
Jiang Zhenghong understood instantly: "You mean, the girl you saw is the same person as the one on Jiang Qin's mobile phone wallpaper?" "
Yeah, so I think this is nine out of ten." Yuan Youqin nodded firmly.
"Have dinner first, don't think about it, maybe the relationship hasn't been confirmed yet, it's not appropriate for us to get involved too early." "
Oh, you're only thinking about your daughter-in-law, and dinner isn't ready yet."
Yuan Youqin quickly sat up from the sofa, ran into the kitchen in a panic, and finally brought out a bowl of hot instant noodles.
Jiang Zhenghong sighed helplessly, thinking that the matter of his daughter-in-law had not been settled yet, and she had starved her husband first, which meant that he had lost both his wife and his army. It was all his fault. He
was always hesitant and didn't inherit any of his heroic spirit!
At the same time, Jiang Qin drove to Guanlan Avenue opposite Fuzi Lake, passed the long green land, and stopped in front of a single-family garden villa.
He seldom came here, and only came once last year when he received the house. He didn't expect that it was quite close to Feng Nanshu's house. A
wealthy family, this "big" is indeed worthy of the name.
But it was strange that although the courtyard was brightly lit, there was not much light in the villa, as if there was no one.
At this time, the courtyard gate suddenly opened, and a woman in black stood at the door and waited quietly, but did not come forward to disturb him.
"Jiang Qin, bye."
"Bye."
Jiang Qin watched Feng Nanshu leave, then turned around and returned to Hongrong Home.
It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and the night was getting darker.
There were scattered pieces of snow in the sky, falling against the dim light of the street lamps, looking like a dream.
There were often children running around on the road, holding a burning incense stick in their hands, holding a box of unpacked firecrackers in their hands, and a small pit popped out in the snow with a snap, and then laughter filled the snowy night.
Such a carefree childhood is really enviable.
But unfortunately, the older Jiang Qin gets, the more vague his memory of a happy childhood becomes. I
only remember that when I lived in the countryside, there was a child king in the village who was two years older than him, and he often took them to the grove at the entrance of the village to set off firecrackers. Later
, when he was running, the incense broke, and his unreliable father directly lit a cigarette for him and told him to take a big puff when it was about to burn.
Later, he was not interested in firecrackers, but was very interested in cigarettes.
Jiang Qin walked into the community on the snow. As soon as he entered the house, he saw his parents sitting on the sofa, watching TV intently, as if nothing had happened.
"Mom and Dad, have you had dinner?"
"Yes, did you send your girlfriend home?" Yuan Youqin asked calmly.
Even though the question was asked naturally and sounded like a normal chat, Jiang Qin was still alert immediately. There was a trap!
He calmly changed his slippers, went to the kitchen to drink a glass of water, and then said: "Don't worry, Mom, I sent all three good friends home safely."
"You didn't even tell Mom about your relationship?"
Jiang Qin nodded: "Yes, Guo Zihang sent another box of roast chicken."
Yuan Youqin narrowed his eyes: "What's your girlfriend's name?"
"The lamb chops were brought by Yang Shuan. He said they were from Yanchi Beach Sheep, one of the most delicious lambs."
"..."
"..."
Yuan Youqin was so angry that he thought he still couldn't trick it out. The bastard was too vigilant: "Then I'll ask directly, is the girl who came to our house today your girlfriend?" "
No, I said she is my good friend." Jiang Qin was very confident.
"Then why is your phone wallpaper someone else's photo? Do you like to use your good friend's photo as wallpaper?"
Jiang Zhenghong also sat upright and looked at him: "Leniency to those who confess, severity to those who resist, tell the truth!"
Jiang Qin coughed: "Dad, when I was cleaning the day before yesterday, I seemed to see a roll of colorful things in a hole in the sofa. Was it a newspaper?" "
Don't change the subject, but... Youqin, I think the child is still young, some things cannot be defined, making friends and so on should be left to nature, we as parents should not get involved, it's too early, it's not appropriate."
Jiang Zhenghong always stands on the side of the strong.
"He has brought the person home, and I, as a mother, can't even take a look? We are not in a hurry to recognize him immediately, it's okay to get to know him, right?"
Yuan Youqin also has her own reasons.
"I'm in college, there's nothing shameful about falling in love, there's no need to lie to you, good friends are good friends."
Jiang Qin changed his slippers and sat on the sofa with a righteous look: "My current focus is on studying and starting a business. I need to accumulate capital quickly and then bring back a few more trophies."
Yuan Youqin did not insist on asking, and changed her routine calmly: "Then introduce yourself to me, what's the name of your good friend?" "
Yang Shuan, her family runs a mutton soup restaurant, the taste is very good."
"I'm talking about that girl!"
Jiang Qin pursed his lips: "Feng Nanshuo, she went to the same high school as me, and the same major as me in college. We didn't know each other very well before, but we met by chance when we were studying in the library."
Yuan Youqin glanced at him: "Are you good?"
"Good."
"Will you come to our house for the New Year?" Yuan Youqin was a little expectant.
Jiang Qin sighed directly: "Dad, you should take care of my mom as soon as possible. She is obsessed with that Aunt Li next door. How old am I?"
Jiang Zhenghong coughed: "I agree with Jiang Qin's statement. It's only a freshman year. Studying is still the most important thing. Sister Li's son didn't even finish high school. It's not surprising that he got married and had children a long time ago, but he is completely different from our Jiang Qin." "
I didn't say anything else. If you don't want to come, then don't come. I just asked. In case someone comes, I can prepare a red envelope or something." "
You never gave Guo Zihang a red envelope when he came to pay New Year's greetings before."
Yuan Youqin didn't get the answer she wanted, and was not in a good mood: "What's wrong, I give to whoever I want to give."
Jiang Qin couldn't help laughing, but still patiently explained: "Feng Nanshu is the eldest daughter of a wealthy family. I don't know how many activities she will have during the Spring Festival. She can't spare time to pay New Year's greetings to our house."
"You are talking nonsense. I don't believe a word you say!"
"Mom, why are you like this? Every word I said is true!"
"Do you remember the story I told you when you were little, about how the wolf came? You just lied so much that I don't know which one is true or false!" "
Then what I said is equivalent to not saying anything? Go to sleep!"
Jiang Qin felt that he was indeed telling the truth, but his mother had her own set of beliefs that she firmly believed in, so there was nothing he could do. He got up and went into the room, and then he lay down on his bed. When
Yuan Youqin saw his son return to his room, he lost interest for a moment and shouted to Jiang Zhenghong to go back to sleep, but Jiang Zhenghong still sat on the sofa honestly.
"You go to sleep first, I'll clean the newspaper in the hole of the sofa and then go to sleep." "
Why are you so diligent today?"
"It's the New Year, so I'll show off." On
New Year's Eve, the whole world was peaceful. Jiang Qin was awakened by the sound of firecrackers outside the window. He sniffed carefully and found that the air was filled with the smell of burning incense. He opened his phone
to check the QQ messages. The chat group 208 was already very lively. It seemed that someone had been sending messages non-stop since six in the morning.
Sunai: "Happy New Year!"
Shi Miaomiao: "Happy New Year, sister Sunai!"
Lu Feiyu: "It's over. My family knows that I have a part-time job at school. This year, I have to pay for all the red envelopes for my younger brothers and sisters."
Dong Wenhao: "Are you showing off again?"
Lu Feiyu: "I make so much money. What's the point of not showing off?"
Wei Lanlan: "Then Chunchun deserves it?"
Lu Feiyu: "I don't understand. The red envelopes I received when I was a child were all cheated away by my mother. Now it's time to pay back the red envelopes. Why am I still bankrupt?"
Tan Qing: "Because you have grown up."
Lu Feiyu: "????"
Feng Nanshu: "Happy New Year."
Sunai: "Happy New Year, boss lady, remember to hit the boss a few more times!"
Feng Nanshu: "I won't hit him."
Jiang Qin was peeking at the screen in the group, and suddenly received a New Year's greeting call from He Yijun. Wanzhong Mall took advantage of the year-end to make a fortune. Sales soared and the inventory has been almost cleared. If they can stabilize this month, the reform can officially begin.
Lao He now feels like an arrow on the string. In addition to the sense of urgency under the wheel of the times, there is also a kind of excitement of being a trend-setter.
In addition, He Manqi also called out on the phone, asking Jiang Qin to say hello to Sister Feng on her behalf.
"Manqi, you have to understand clearly that Feng Nanshu and I are good friends and do not live together. Please call her yourself."
"Huh?"
Later, Jiang Zhihua and other merchants in the college supermarket also called to wish her a happy new year, and then Lai Cunqing and Ding Qiao Na.
When the phone finally stopped ringing, Jiang Qin called Professor Yan, Zhang Baiqing, Lu Guangrong, Hu Maolin, Zhang Ming'an, and the two directors of the University of Science and Technology and the Normal University in turn to express his sincere greetings. This is how the Chinese New Year is celebrated, the more gifts, the less blame.
"Son, come out and kowtow to the Tiandi plaque six times, the kind that touches the ground."
"Here I come."
Jiang Qin came to the living room and kowtowed to the Tiandi plaque six times.
I hope the whole family is safe and healthy, I hope the little rich lady is happy every day, I hope I will make a lot of money, and I hope the world will always be peaceful.