182, "Vomit ......"

When Wang Jian and Zeng Jingrong drove back to their home in Shanghai, it was already two hours later.

Wang Jian, who returned home, was naturally refreshed and full of energy, as if he had won five million.

Zeng Jingrong, who followed him, was a little twisted and pinched, with an unnatural face.

When the two went home, Jian's mother, who was sitting in the living room, was picking up the remote control board and preparing to turn off the TV and sleep.

"Why have you two been watching the night scene for so long? It's almost twelve o'clock. Jian's mother Zeng Yu glanced at the wall clock on the wall and said with a little dissatisfaction.

At almost eleven o'clock, Zeng Yu wanted to urge the two to come back to sleep quickly, so he called the two, but as a result, whether it was Wang Jian or Zeng Jingrong's phone, they couldn't get through, they were all turned off. Thinking that this was the first time the two of them drove out, Zeng Yu's heart was faintly uneasy, worried that the two little guys who had just bought a new car would be overexcited, happy and sad, and what happened to the car accident.

"Hehe, Mom, I didn't think it was so beautiful to watch the river view of Nanbin Road on TV and Douyin before, but today I went to see it with my cousin, and it really deserves its name! It's good-looking, it's really good-looking! It makes people linger, and if you don't pay attention to it, you forget the time. Wang Jian smiled and explained to his mother the reason why the two of them returned late.

As soon as he finished speaking, the next moment, Wang Jian felt a sharp pain in his lower back.

"Isn't it? Is it really that good-looking? Jingrong, is it really good-looking? Your cousin likes to exaggerate, I don't really believe his words now. Seeing that Wang Jian said the night view of Nanbin Road so well, Jian's mother suddenly became a little curious, and looked at Zeng Jingrong behind Wang Jian.

Jian's mother's gaze swept over, and Zeng Jingrong didn't dare to touch the soft flesh on Wang Jian's back anymore, her pretty face was red, and she nodded a little unnaturally

"Uh, that...... The night view of Minamihama Road is...... Very good, auntie. Jian Jian and I parked the car in a parking lot, walked by the river for a while, walked and walked without paying attention, and when we wanted to come back, we found that we had walked a long way, and we couldn't get a taxi for a while, so we ...... So it's a little late to come back. Zeng Jingrong further explained to Jian's mother the reason why the two returned late.

"Hehe, yes. Jianjian, when the weekend comes, you will also drive me to Nanbin Road to see the night view. Zeng Yu smiled and said.

"Mortal Happiness" is broadcast from Monday to Friday, and only on weekend evenings does Jian Ma have time.

Wang Jian shook his head and said

"Mom, you still tell my sister to take you there. She is an old driver, and at night, I, a novice, dare not drive a night car. Okay, it's getting late, Mom, sister, you all have to rest early, and you have to go to work tomorrow. I'm going to rest too. After speaking, Wang Jian turned around and walked into the door of his room, and closed the door with a "pop".

"Look, Jing Rong, take a look, do you mean to say that you have a child now? Calling him to drive me to see the night scene is really useless!" Jian's mother was angry by Wang Jian's words, and pointed to Wang Jian's disappearing back, which was a few falls.

"It's okay, auntie, I'll take you in two days. Cousin he ...... He had only just gotten his driver's license, and the road conditions at night were a bit complicated, and tonight, he hadn't touched the car, and he ...... I've always driven the car. Zeng Jingrong on the side hurriedly said.

"Alas, Jing Rong, this house, and you, who are used to being a cousin, are used to this kid becoming more and more lawless and unfilial. The female protagonist is inside, the male protagonist is outside, Jing Rong, a man is like a little doll, he doesn't fight for three days, he goes to the house to reveal the tiles, you can't get used to him too much!" Jian Ma took Zeng Jingrong's hand, sighed, and said with a happy face.

"I know, Auntie...... Jianjian, he's just a little ...... A little naughty, heartfelt, and still very kind. Zeng Jingrong lowered her head and responded softly, but she thought in her heart, Aunt Yu, you doll, 'lawlessness' is true-it's just a cowardice, you dare to play any tricks, and you are ashamed to death;

'No filial piety' is false, I have lived so long, I have never seen a child who is more filial than Wang Jian, a stinky boy, and who makes his parents proud and proud.

The two nephews sat on the sofa in the living room, and began to chat hand in hand, and the topic naturally did not leave Wang Jian, the only man in the family. After chatting with Wang Jian for a while, he began to talk about what he only mentioned today, which cost Zeng Yu 700,000 yuan.

Zeng Yu asked Zeng Jingrong how the BMW car was driving? Is it worth 700,000 yuan? She herself feels a little unworthy, compared with the 100,000 Didi she used to play, it seems to be luxurious, and it is not high-end.

Zeng Jingrong said to Zeng Yu, saying that if you want luxury, you still want to buy a Mercedes-Benz, BMW is mainly about handling and driving pleasure, and it is easy to drive, as for whether it is worth it, that is, the benevolent will see the wise and the wise will see the wise, and she herself feels okay.

Speaking of the car, Zeng Jingrong's face suddenly changed, she hurriedly stood up, picked up the soft paper bag on the coffee table and walked out.

Zeng Yu saw that Zeng Jingrong was going out so late, and asked puzzledly

"Jing Rong, why are you still going out so late? Did you forget your phone in the car?" ”

"Ah...... Aunt...... That one...... I...... That's when I remembered, just ...... Just now, he was strong...... He threw up and got some dirt in the car, and there were no tissues in the car today, I ...... I'm going to go down and clean up. Being asked like this, Zeng Jingrong suddenly turned red with shame, and she couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Vomited, why did you vomit in the car?" Jian Ma frowned, a puzzled expression.

"Probably...... Probably because the wind is blowing too much. He kept the window open at night, probably cold. ”

"That's the kind of talk, this kid, you're really not worried! Then I'll go down with you to clean up, Jing Rong. I know what it's like to be in the face of vomit, and it's disgusting. When the time comes, you open the door for me, you stand on the side, and I'll clean it up. Jian Ma said, and stood up.

When she stopped, she almost scared Zeng Jingrong's heart out, and hurriedly walked up and pressed Zeng Yu back to the sofa, and said hurriedly

"No, no, no, no need, aunt! It's okay, just ...... We just ...... Wang Jian also cleaned up himself, but he didn't clean up, I'll just go and sweep the tail again. ”

Zeng Jingrong was worried that the night would be long and dreamy, and Jian's mother would have any questions and changes here, so after speaking, she hurriedly opened the door and trotted downstairs, preparing to clean up the leather seats in the back seat of the BMW that Wang Jian had made a "mess".

"That stinky boy, the new car I just mentioned today, just like that, it's really willing!" Thinking about Yi 0 and Hu Tianhudi, who were half-pushed by Wang Jian in the car an hour or two ago, Zeng Jingrong felt that her pretty face began to heat again.

Looking at the back of her niece leaving in a hurry in the next room, Jian Ma, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't help patting her big 0 leg with satisfaction, and said to herself with great relief

"Hey, it seems that people who are still from a rural area like Jingrong, who have suffered hardships, know that it hurts, and they don't even dislike Jianjian's vomit. No matter who Jian Jian finds in the future, whether he has a conscience or not, or who he marries, I will decide on Jing Rong's daughter! Even if Jian Jian does not marry Jing Rong, I will treat Jing Rong as his own daughter!"

Looking at the back of Zeng Jingrong's departure, Jian's mother made up her mind in her heart.