Chapter 18 Beating Mandarin Ducks
The next day, Jiang Die prepared a table of sumptuous dishes very early, and then prepared candles and red wine, waiting for Tang Qian.
It's a pity that it wasn't Tang Qian who was waiting, but Jiang Luo.
Jiang Die's little face full of anticipation immediately collapsed: "Brother, why are you?" ”
"Who do you wish for?" Jiang Luo replied angrily and walked towards the dining table.
"Five dishes and one soup, red wine and candles, why didn't I know that my sister had such good craftsmanship before? Looks like you've come to the right place today. As he spoke, he sat down unceremoniously, picked up the dishes and chopsticks that had been set up, and ate by himself.
Jiang Die stood aside with her mouth open, she knew that her brother did it on purpose.
Jiang Die picked up his mobile phone and quietly sent a text message to Tang Qian, asking him not to come today, it seems that Jiang Luo will not leave at all for a while.
Tang Qian had already guessed that since he already knew, he would definitely not let the two of them go together.
Putting down the phone, Tang Qian's head hurt for a while, and he had to hurry up on this matter.
It can be said that some people are happy and some are worried, Mu Hibiscus saw that his son was finally having dinner at home, he was as happy as a little girl, and he personally cooked several more dishes, and even Tang Chuan and Tang Mo felt that they were stained.
On Jiang Die's side, Jiang Luo instructed Jiang Die, who had not moved his chopsticks much, while gobbling it up: "Pour me a glass of red wine, and light the candle by the way, don't you want a candlelight dinner?" Brother with you. And your skills are not bad, these dishes will definitely not be finished, I will pack them for me later, and I will take them away. Xiaonuan has been living at Cheng's house for the past few days, and I don't want to cook alone, so I can eat two meals when I go back. ”
Listening to his brother's words, Jiang Die's face was full of unhappiness and did not hide it at all, but Jiang Luoquan couldn't see it.
Jiang Luo paused, and saw that Jiang Die had been chatting about something on his mobile phone, so he continued: "You'd better tell someone, don't wait." I will come to you every night in the future, and wait until twelve o'clock before leaving, and he will come after twelve o'clock every day if he has the ability. ”
"Brother, why are you like this?" Jiang Die was furious, she stood up and walked a few steps quickly, shook her hand and locked herself in the bathroom.
Jiang Luo, who was eating to his heart's content, didn't care about Jiang Die's reaction at all, but poured himself a glass of red wine and continued to eat.
After eating, Jiang Die didn't come out, so Jiang Luo found a lunch box by himself, and packed all the remaining dishes little by little, and there was no soup left.
After tidying up, I sat down at my desk and turned on my computer to browse through the recent files.
Jiang Die listened to the movement outside the door, wanting to cry without tears.
On the third day, Jiang Die stayed in the shop until late, and when she went back, she saw Jiang Luo, waiting for her to cook.
Jiang Die decisively went to the kitchen, boiled a pot of boiled water, made a dish of boiled cabbage, and then served it to Jiang Luo. Jiang Luo looked at the dinner in front of him, which was vastly different from yesterday, and his eyelids twitched.
On the fourth day, a bottle of mineral water and a dish of boiled tofu in clear water.
On the fifth day, there was no water, so I just had a bowl of cold skin. During the Chinese New Year, Jiang Die can still find someone to sell cold skin, which is indeed not easy.
On the sixth day, the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Jiang Luo and Cheng Xiaonuan went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a marriage certificate, and the two families had to get together for dinner in the evening. Jiang Luo resolutely brought Jiang Die with him, and Jiang Die cursed his brother for choking on dinner at night, while constantly mourning in silence for their marriage in the bottom of his heart.
On the morning of the seventh day, Jiang Die called Jiang Luo: "Brother, you are also a newlywed Yan'er, why don't you still come to me every day and let your bride stay alone in the empty room, right?" ”
This is indeed a problem, Jiang Luo is also thinking, he can keep it for a few days, but it can't be for a lifetime.
Jiang Die heard a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and continued: "Brother, I know you don't want me to be hurt. But I've grown up, I know what I want, that thing Tang Qian is really innocent, I believe him. I don't care about my own feelings, okay? I can handle it. ”
Jiang Luo's heart was filled with a trace of bitterness, Jiang Die must not know, she asked Jiang Luo to leave her alone, this sentence is really hurtful, as if her sister is going to leave with someone else, and she turned back and said without any nostalgia: "I'm doing well, you don't care about me." ”
Jiang Luo was silent for a long time, and in the end, Jiang Die's heart became apprehensive, and she asked tentatively: "Hey, brother, are you listening?" ”
Jiang Luo was awakened by the sudden voice, he took a deep breath, and said into the phone in a heavy tone, "Fluttershy, do you still recognize me as a brother?" ”
Jiang Die's heart suddenly jumped to her throat, and she knew that the next words must not be what she wanted to hear.
Sure enough, Jiang Luo's voice came again: "I won't be staring at you anymore from today onwards, but if you still recognize me as a brother, don't have anything to do with Tang Qian again." ”
After speaking, without waiting for Jiang Die to respond, he hung up the phone.
Jiang Luo put down his phone, slowly lay back, leaned on the back of the office chair, squinted his eyes, thought about what he had been investigating all these years, and pondered for a long time. He knew that Jiang Die must be sad at the moment, but he would rather her be sad for a while now than for her to be sad for the rest of her life.