Group C drilled the man's practice field that day from the hotel to Jiangyang's house.

"Peng Jie, get up, the next stop is coming. Fu Shubao looked at the bus route map on his phone and woke up Peng Jie.

Peng Jie rubbed his eyes, the inner eyes that had just woken up turned into shallow double eyelids, he stretched his waist, and said in a daze: "It's finally here." ”

Peng Jie and Fu Shubao changed buses three times, and it took more than an hour to reach the nearest station in Jiangyang's house. After getting out of the car, I looked around, and there was no one but trees.

Peng Jie asked Fu Shubao: "Are you sure you haven't gone to the wrong place?"

Uncle Fu raised his mobile phone: "No, the map is displayed correctly." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Jiang Yang coming from the corner.

“Hi，Good morning。 ”

"Don't 'touch you' anymore, it's past eleven o'clock. Peng Jie said that he learned a few simple words of English from Jiang Yang during this time, but the pronunciation was extremely non-standard.

"Let's go! I've got something to eat. Jiang Yang said as he walked.

Fu Shubao couldn't stop nodding when he heard that there was something to eat.

There was a bright black sedan parked around the corner, Peng Jie couldn't recognize what brand it was, but the model had tough lines and sharp corners, which was very unique.

Peng Jie sat in the passenger seat, the compartment was spacious and comfortable, with a faint smell of leather, he touched the simple and advanced dashboard, and praised: "The new car is great!"

"The car belongs to my father's land, and it has just been shipped from the United States, and it is not available in China. Jiang Yang said while fastening his seat belt.

"Cool! No wonder it's different from domestic cars. "The cars Peng Jie has seen are generally round and clumsy, how can there be this eye-catching and stylish.

"I don't really understand what kind of diamond cut line is. Jiang Yang hit the steering wheel, "Listen to what my father said, I plan to introduce this car into China, and I should be able to see it on the street later." ”

"So your family sells cars?" asked Peng Jie.

"Almost!"

Fu Shubao sat in the back seat, although he didn't understand cars, but like ordinary men, he was particularly interested in cars, and he paid more attention to the performance of cars. He leaned his back against the chair, felt it, and said, "This car is very stable and quiet, with enough horsepower, and it doesn't take any breath to go up the mountain." ”

"It's an electric car, so it's very stable and quiet. The most important thing is that there is zero exhaust emissions, which will not cause environmental pollution to the earth's air..."

"Stop! twenty-four times. Peng Jie interrupted.

Jiang Yang shrugged: "In short, it's a good car." ”

The car continued up the hill into a villa area. The villa area covers a vast area, and there are only about 20 bungalows in it, with flowers and trees trimmed neatly on both sides, arranged in an orderly manner, and the road is so clean that there is not a single fallen leaf.

"Wow! What a high-end man, rich man!" Peng Jie exclaimed.

"I want to take pictures. Fu Shubao leaned over the window and said.

Jiang Yang frowned lightly: "I'm not a rich person, the money is all at home." ”

"Isn't the family's money yours?" replied Peng Jie.

"No, the family's money belongs to my mother, and the money I earn from my official job belongs to me. "Jiangyang's family follows the American set, his parents provide books and teaching, and he must be financially independent after studying. He was already working as a earner when he was in college, and now he is also using the salary of "Drill Man".

Peng Jie pouted: "Is there a difference?"

"There is a difference, like my hometown, some barren fields are planted by the whole village, and the money earned is used to build the village, and the fields planted by themselves are their own. Fu Shubao said.

"Yup! Jiang Yang nodded.

"It's okay to be self-reliant, just forget it. Peng Jie rolled his eyes.

“Why？”

"For self-reaping one's own consequences means bad deeds, evil consequences. Fu Shubao said.

"I mean you have to be responsible for both good and bad things, what's the problem?" Jiang Yang didn't understand.

Peng Jie snapped his fingers: "No problem, eat hard and eat fruits, just eat something." ”

Uncle Fu leaned to the front seat: "Yes, if you have something to eat, I'm hungry!"

Jiang Yang parked the car: "Come On, have lunch first and then rehearse, Go!"

Jiang Yang's garden is quite large, and the brick road is full of flower saplings and saplings on both sides.

Fu Shubao pointed to a corner of the garden: "Huh, this is a spinach seedling?"

Jiang Yang nodded and pointed to the other corner: "Over there are eggplants and tomatoes." ”

"Eggplants like light, so it's better to plant them outside. Fu Shubao said.

"I know! At first, my mommy said that growing vegetables was not pretty, so she insisted that I grow them here. Now that the eggplants are not dead or alive, I plan to move them to the gate later. Jiang Yang opened the door with his fingerprint as he spoke.

Jiangyang's house is a large bungalow, with white walls, red brick floors, three three-seat fabrics flowing in the living room, a long wooden dining table in the dining room on the other side, and an open kitchen. The house is not furnished and simple, but there are a lot of evergreen plants that make the house very lively.

Jiang Yang took slippers and changed them into Fu Shubao and Peng Jie, and greeted: "Sit casually." ”

The two of them were a little nervous, and they didn't know where to sit for a while.

Jiang Yang walked to the kitchen, looked up and saw that they were still clubbing, and said, "Come on, relax, just be your own home." He pointed to the table with his chin down, "If you're hungry, come and sit down, and you'll be ready to eat soon." ”

Jiang Yang took two cans of drinks to them, then put on an apron and began to cut the sandwiches, which he cut into small rectangles and stacked them one by one like blocks. The sunlight shines in from the floor-to-ceiling windows and casts on Jiang Yang's face, the slightly drooping eyelashes are fine and dense, the bridge of the nose is straight and straight, the chin line is rounded, the whole person is clean and neat, and has a soft home taste.

Peng Jie held his chin and sighed twice: "Actually, we don't need to rehearse, it's enough to ask Jiang Yang to play the beautiful man kitchen here." ”

Fu Shubao put down the drink: "What are we doing?"

Peng Jie's eyes rolled and he straightened his chest: "Beautiful man eats God." ”

Jiang Yang took the sandwich and put it on the table, skimmed the flowing sea, and said, "Shubao is the god of food, he loves to eat, and he eats the most." ”

Fu Shubao shook his head, as if he had received a great achievement.

Peng Jie's tone was cold: "He is almost the same god, he eats a lot and pulls a lot." ”

"Huh, you're so dirty, you always like to talk about, pee, fart. Uncle Fu pushed the sandwich away in disgust.

Peng Jie lay on the table to fish, Uncle Fu kept his hand, and pushed the sandwich farther away.

Peng Jie was angry, and walked around to the table: "I won't come and get it myself, naïve!" After speaking, he went to get the sandwich.

"Eh, eh, wait. Jiang Yang stretched out his hand to stop it.

Peng Jie looked at the two pitifully and pursed his lips: "You bully others." ”

Jiang Yang pushed Peng Jie's head away: "Pretend! tell you to wash your hands first!"

"Oh! I'll go right away!" Fu Shubao walked quickly to the kitchen, Peng Jie caught up, and the two pushed and shoved to the washing plate.

"You've got a big ass, step out of the way. Peng Jie squeezed away Uncle Fu Bao.

"You have short hands, and you can't complain. Uncle Fu replied.

Jiang Yang raised his voice: "Two imbeciles, don't play, say you're hungry again?"

"Who is the imbecile called?" asked Peng Jie, wiping his hands.

"You. Jiang Yang replied.

"Oh--that's the imbecile calling me. Peng Jie smiled slyly.

Fu Shubao covered his mouth and laughed.

Jiang Yang lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then understood, and threatened: "Don't want to eat?"

Fu Shubao turned his fingers and crossed them in front of his mouth, drawing a clear line: "I didn't say anything." ”

Peng Jiedong looked at him, pretending to be stupid: "What are you talking about?"

"Pretend again!" Jiang Yang glanced at Peng Jie angrily, and then turned to the kitchen again.

"Be careful, let it go!" Jiang Yang came out with a large baking tray wearing heat-insulated gloves.

On the plate is a golden flatbread with a mouth-watering aroma.

"Wow, what's coming from?" Peng Jie's eyes lit up.

"It's so fragrant!" Uncle Fu looked at the flatbread and sucked the water.

“Potatos pie。 ”

"Spit on?" asked Peng Jie.

"Potatos pie, potato pie. ”

Fu Shubao blinked his eyes: "Don't take English class, okay? I'm so hungry." ”

"OK, let's go!" Jiang Yang gave an order, and the three of them started eating.

The three big boys tackle a big pie, a plate of sandwiches, and a plate of salad dishes. After eating, I held my stomach and lay on the sofa and didn't want to move.

"Ahh

Fu Shubao sat up and pushed Peng Jie: "Get up! "I just said that Jiang Yang is responsible for cooking, and they are responsible for washing the dishes.

"Alas, let me squint for a moment, just for a moment. You go wash first, and call me to relay halfway through the wash. Peng Jie said with a yawn.

"Wait a while before washing, and rest for another fifteen minutes. Jiang Yang picked up the pillow and covered it on his face, he also wanted to sleep for a while.

Fu Shubao shook his head, planning to wash all the dishes, so let them rest for a while.

The baking tray is heavy and charred, and it is particularly difficult to wash, so it is not easy to wash the inside of the pan, and the bottom of the pan is not wiped. Fu Shubao raised his hand to wipe the corners of his forehead, and suddenly felt a warm body leaning behind his back, and a pair of arms gently wrapped around his waist.

A delicate female voice came: "Baby, it's hard work." ”