059 Jiang Lanqing's Plan A
February 26, light rain.
Although the air is still bitterly cold, spring has arrived.
Zhang Fan was packing his luggage in the bedroom, and Lu Jing stood on the balcony and commanded her husband Zhang Youwei: "You take off the pork feet roasted by Uncle Zhang Fan with cypress branches, and I will bring it to Teacher Ju." β
The class has come out, Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing are still in Ju Minghong's class unexpectedly, but their current class is no longer one class, but seventeen classes.
Regarding Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing's renting a house outside, their parents disagreed at first, but they let go after hearing that Zhang Zhenzhen also lived with them.
It's just that there is another prerequisite, they have to go to Zhang Fan's rented house to have a look, recognize the road, and in the future, it will be convenient to occasionally take time to help them cook and wash clothes on weekends.
Since they are going to Rongcheng, both Lu Jing and Zhou Yanqing also want to visit their homeroom teacher Ju Minghong by the way, looking forward to her taking more care of her children in the future.
If you want to visit the door, you must not go empty-handed, the cigarettes and alcohol are too tacky, and their head teacher will not necessarily have hands, so they are ready to bring a little souvenir.
After Zhang Fan packed all the things in the suitcase, he came to the living room and saw the pig's feet on the ground, and said more.
"Dad, my mother's spicy sausage is very delicious, and Mr. Ju should like to eat it too. β
Hearing his son's words, Zhang Youwei set up a ladder again and took down a circle of spicy sausages, and after a while, he took another circle.
Lu Jing went to the storage room and found a nylon pocket, put the pork knuckles and spicy sausages together, tied them with rope, and said to Zhang Youwei after lifting them: "You go and send us." β
"Mom, I mention that you don't need to work for Dad. After Zhang Fan finished speaking, he grabbed the nylon pocket and left.
"You carry it, and I will send it to you. Zhang Youwei said angrily.
snatched the nylon pocket from Zhang Fan's hand again. "You just take care of your own stuff. β
When the family appeared at the long-distance bus station, Jiang Lanqing's family was already waiting next to the shuttle.
Zhou Yanqing walked up to Lu Jing and asked, "Teacher Lu, what did you give?"
"Preserved pig's feet and sausages. Lu Jing pointed to the nylon pocket that her husband had just put on the ground, and then asked, "What about you?"
"It's the same as your home. Zhou Yanqing smiled, turned her head to her husband and ordered, "You put this bag with us, so as not to get out of the car and fall down." β
How could Zhang Youwei let Jiang Zhilan help, so he took the initiative to say: "Don't be so troublesome." β
Before he finished speaking, he walked to the place where the bus put his luggage with his nylon bag, glanced at it, turned his head and asked, "Is your house the fresh air cement bag?"
"That's it. Zhou Yanqing replied loudly.
After Zhang Youwei put the things away, he asked Zhang Fan, "How long is the car?" β
"At half past ten, the train will leave in seven minutes. Jiang Lanqing took out his mobile phone and looked at it and said.
"Then let's get in the car. Lu Jing first looked at Zhou Yanqing, and then said to Zhang Youwei and Jiang Zhilan: "You guys also go back." β
"Good. Zhang Youwei nodded, and then raised his fist and threatened: "Don't forget that I told your mother about you last night, you dare to make a mistake to see that I don't break your dog's legs." β
"Dad, you've said it several times. Zhang Fan looked loveless.
It's obviously a clichΓ©, and I deliberately emphasize it again.
Jiang Lanqing looked at Zhang Fan's appearance, laughed out loud, raised his foot and kicked Zhang Fan's calf. "Do you hear that? β
Zhang Fan nodded hurriedly and swore solemnly: "I heard it, absolutely not." β
After Jiang Zhilan saw this scene, he wanted to tell his daughter again. "Zhang Fan is honest, but you have to be honest with me!"
It's just that thinking of so many people here, I have to give up for the sake of my daughter's face.
The passenger bus slowly retreated backwards after checking the ticket, and Zhang Fan waved goodbye to his father.
Jiang Lanqing glared at Zhang Fan after saying goodbye to her father through the car window. "You just pressed my hair. β
"Oh. Zhang Fan didn't apologize, and directly leaned his upper body on Jiang Lanqing's body and said with a sly face: "Then I'll still press it." β
"Hooligans. A blush appeared on Jiang Lanqing's face, as if he recalled some shy scene.
The next second, she shook her head again to shake these off, and asked Zhang Fan in a low voice, "Are you accompanying her these days?"
"Hmm. Zhang Fan played with her fingers and nodded slightly.
Jiang Lanqing still let Zhang Fan play with her fingers, and did not give him the same face as before, but stared at the raindrops that slipped on the glass and said softly: "You will give up on her in the future, because your parents will definitely not let you bully me like this, and we will get married after graduating from college." β
Zhang Fan didn't answer, just leaned his head on her shoulder and began to close his eyes and recuperate.
Jiang Lanqing straightened his waist, stretched his neck to look at Zhou Yanqing and Lu Jing who were sitting in the first row, and after seeing them smiling and chatting, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.
"The right time, the right place and the right people all belong to me, I don't believe I can't win the star stealing cat. β
When Bai Xue was thinking about changing her strategy and defeating Jiang Lanqing in college, Jiang Lanqing was thinking about getting the marriage certificate first, and then letting Zhang Fan's prodigal son turn back.
And she is full of confidence in this, after all, she came first, and Zhang Fan also likes her more.
All that's left to do is to wait for that stinky vixen, and give up automatically after feeling that she and Zhang Fan have no future.
"When the time comes, you dare to be a junior, see if I don't clean you up. β
Zhang Fan looked at Jiang Lanqing's happy face, and there was a smile on his face, and he reached out and pinched her nose. "What are you thinking? So happy?"
"I think we went to Rongcheng like this last time, and ...... at that time"
The smile on Jiang Lanqing's face stopped abruptly, and after seeing Zhang Fan looking at him with a complicated expression, he gently leaned his head on his shoulder and slowly closed his eyes.
"Zhang Fan, don't talk to her when you're with me in the future, otherwise I'll cry like Chinese New Year's Eve again." β
"As much as possible. Zhang Fan replied in a low voice, and then explained the reason. "Sometimes thoughts are uncontrollable. β
"Then you do your best to control it. Jiang Lanqing gritted his teeth and said, while telling himself in his heart.
"Jiang Lanqing, your Plan A has successfully aroused Zhang Fan's guilt, but don't laugh out loud and fall short. β
Zhang Fan looked at Jiang Lanqing's blinking eyelashes, reached out and touched her hair, and let out a long breath.
"It would be nice if we could be completely scummy, and the three of us wouldn't be so sad as they are now. β
The drizzle made the fields in the distance hazy, and Zhang Fan knew that the destination of the bus carrying them was Rongcheng, and he was sure that what he wanted to give them was happiness.