Chapter 222
Feng Jing didn't call home in advance during the holidays, and when she got home, there was no one at home. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
I haven't been home for more than a month, and Feng Jing has actually given birth to some subtle strangeness, not that there are many changes in the home, but there is an extra pair of rich and flowery cross-stitch more than two meters long on the wall of the living room, an extra tank of goldfish on the shoe cabinet, and a beautiful artistic wall clock on the TV wall, and so on.
It's just a small change in the details, but the whole home seems to come alive.
It seems that there is money as the foundation, and Ms. Peng's consumption concept has slowly changed, from the tuition fee that she was afraid of the closure, the medical treatment for a family of three in case of illness, and the gift money that relatives have to do with their errands, to now she is willing to spend money on things that once seemed to Ms. Peng as a "waste of money".
And a large part of the quality of life comes from these "waste of money", flashy things, which cannot be eaten, cannot be used, and can only be seen.
Feng Jing just walked into the room, opened the suitcase, peeled a Ferroro, and prepared to eat chocolate while sorting out the clothes in the suitcase first.
Feng Jing did not tell his family the specific date of going home in advance, so now Peng Dexin is obviously in the lady's house, and the feudal state is very likely to be socializing outside.
Feng Jing didn't plan to cook a big table of meals or anything, waiting for his parents to come home, giving them a chance to shock and sigh that his daughter had grown up, and he didn't know when they would come back! And with her cooking skills, she can't cook a large table of dishes.
When you're hungry, cook some noodles to solve your stomach problems.
And just as Feng Jing took out the dirty sheets and quilt covers in the suitcase and threw them into the washing machine, there was the sound of the key hitting the door lock in the living room.
"Feng Jing, where are you?" The person who came was Han Cheng.
"I'm doing the laundry! What's wrong? The new automatic drum washing machine with the most drying function will be placed in the past, and Ms. Peng will definitely not buy it with Ms. Peng's "stinginess".
"My mother is not at home, I came to your house to eat, why, my uncle and aunt are not at home?" Han Cheng asked knowingly, he had already seen downstairs that the living room of Feng Jingjia was not lit, and he deliberately helped her lift the suitcase to the door and went downstairs to go home to change the coat that smelled of gasoline, as for which one...... That's the one and the same color as the scene! What a rancid smell of love!
"No, Feng Jing shook his head, are you hungry? Why don't I order you some noodles and then go out to eat? Feng Jing asked, not noticing that Han Cheng had changed into a coat.
"Let's just go out and eat! My mom prepared a lot of coupons and vouchers for each restaurant for me before the business trip, and we can go straight to whatever you want to eat! Han Cheng took out a large handful of colorful paper from the pocket of his army-green face coat.
"Well, then you wait for me, I'll go change my clothes." Feng Jing said and walked towards the room.
"No...... You don't need to change it, it's not early, what should you do if you change your clothes and wait for the restaurant to close? Han Cheng said anxiously. It is said that when people are in a hurry, their IQ plummets, and when they are in love, they have a negative IQ, and Han Cheng interprets this sentence perfectly.
"I don't need to change my clothes for a minute, how long can I delay? And you've changed your clothes, and you won't let me change them? Got me right? Feng Jing felt inexplicable, and it was only six o'clock and less than seven o'clock, it was the peak period for dinner, which store would close so early?
"Good...... There you go! Later, you may have to go to the night market for a snack, and you should wear dirty clothes! Han Cheng's heart was dripping blood, and finally he and Feng Jing wore couple clothes, but it was only a minute to be ......
"Well, you wait for me!" Feng Jing didn't think much about taking off his army-green cotton coat, and went back to the room and took a long black down jacket and walked out while wearing it.
Han Cheng was still immersed in the sadness of Feng Jing not wearing a couple outfit (fog) with him, and he didn't put away his expression for a while, he was unhappy by the baby, the baby should be strong, and the baby's expression of trying to be strong was simply cute.
This expression is linked to the two of her army-green coats if Han Cheng didn't let her change her clothes before......
Could it be that Han Cheng secretly wanted to wear a couple outfit with her and was embarrassed to say? Emma, so cute! This pitiful little expression is really unbearable to bully. Thinking so in his heart, Feng Jing still walked out firmly in a black down jacket, so standard and upright!
"Let's go!" Feng Jing picked up his bag and sat on a soft leather stool at the entrance to put on his shoes.
"Well, Qingcheng hot pot, authentic Japanese cuisine, No. 1 steak, DIY buffet...... What do you want to eat? Han Cheng cleaned up the little loss that he didn't have a couple's outfit and asked while counting the meal coupons in his hand.
"Whatever, I can do it." Feng Jing took care of his shoes and stood up, patting the folds on his body that had been folded out because he was bending over to put on his shoes.
"Okay, let's pick the one with the closest expiration date!" Han Cheng said that the coupons that Zhao Xinran left for him must have been to the store where she felt that the taste was good after she went to eat, but he had never been to most of them, so he couldn't choose by taste, so change the selection criteria.
"Okay, the date is the last ......" Feng Jing leaned over, "This, Qingcheng hot pot restaurant!" Feng Jing took out the 30 yuan voucher printed with fresh hot pot materials, and the standard for use is one full 100, which is equivalent to a seven-fold discount, and eating hot pot now is indeed quite appropriate.
The winter night was cold, and the whirlwind in the corridor swept suddenly, and Feng Jing was so frozen that he took a long breath, "It's so cold!" ”
Han Cheng helped her put on the hat on her down jacket, then held her hand and put it into her pocket, and said indifferently, "I have a high body temperature." ”
"Hmm." Feng Jing responded with a smile, it was not the first time that the two had held hands, but now there was an extra layer of ambiguity between the two.
The two held hands and walked from home to the hot pot restaurant, and Feng Jing didn't even feel the slightest cold. Sure enough, there is some truth to the sentence that you are full of water.
It was almost seven o'clock at this time, the peak of eating had passed, the hall was mostly empty, and most of the people who stayed were chatting rather than eating.
The two ordered a small portion of the mandarin duck pot, and then ordered some side dishes in moderation. The most taboo thing for two people to eat hot pot is to be too willful and order random dishes regardless of the number of people, because these dishes cannot be returned.
Most of the people of the Celestial Empire have been taught to cherish food since childhood, and adults have been told that "all the food on the plate must be eaten", resulting in many people who have ordered more dishes than they have eaten, but because of the influence of this subconscious concept of "not being wasted", they force themselves to eat those extra dishes.
It's a very unhealthy way to eat, but it's the norm for a lot of people. (To be continued.) )