Since then, Li Cuilan's good impression of Xie Miaoyi has increased a lot-

During the banquet, the family ate and chatted, and they were very happy. When I came back from Tang Jingjing's grandfather's house, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon.

As soon as Tang Leping arrived home, he was called by a neighbor, as if it was because someone gave birth to a big fat boy, and asked him to help him come up with the name, and Hui Jinxue also followed. So now only Tang Jingjing and Ling Qingfeng are left at home.

"Tired, aren't you?" Tang Jingjing often plans activities outside, and many times she will be busy until this time, she has long been accustomed to this state of running and running, but she also feels physically and mentally exhausted, and Ling Qingfeng has to deal with this big family, she must be even more tired.

"It's fine." Ling Qingfeng chuckled. took the warm water brought by Tang Jingjing, and all the fatigue was suddenly swept away.

Tang Jingjing lowered her head, avoiding Ling Qingfeng's scorching gaze.

"Your family approves of me, and you can't run away now." Ling Qingfeng took advantage of the situation and wrapped himself around Tang Jingjing's waist.

Tang Jingjing immediately slapped Ling Qingfeng's hand away and looked out nervously.

"It's stingy." Ling Qingfeng pouted, pretending to be angry.

"The countryside doesn't close the courtyard gate." Tang Jingjing explained in a low voice.

"You mean it's okay to close the door?" Ling Qingfeng looked at Tang Jingjing with soft eyes, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

"It's not serious." Tang Jingjing turned around and wanted to leave when she heard this, her face was red to the base of her neck.

"Don't go, I'm not going to tease you." Ling Qingfeng quickly grabbed Tang Jingjing.

"I'm going to wash some fruit." Tang Jingjing glanced at Ling Qingfeng and said.

"I'm exhausted. Still have a picture of yours? Tell us about when you were a child? Ling Qingfeng pointed to the photos hanging on the wall and asked with a smile.

"Don't." Tang Jingjing deliberately kept a straight face, she was a little embarrassed.

"I'm tired of coaxing your family to be happy today, how are you, oops, my feet are blistered......" Ling Qingfeng pretended to be uncomfortable when he saw this.

"Really?" Tang Jingjing asked with concern.

"I'm going to hear about you when you were a kid." Ling Qingfeng covered his feet and didn't show it, and said coquettishly.

"I'll take a look at your feet first, and if it's really blistering, I'll have to go get some medicine." Tang Jingjing said anxiously.

"I don't want men and women to kiss each other, unless you agree to my request." Ling Qingfeng was like a child who was angry with adults, saying that he wouldn't show anything.

"It's all in the cupboard." Tang Jingjing couldn't help it, so she had to surrender.

"You help me find out." Ling Qingfeng was afraid of being deceived, so he said uneasily.

"Don't you stink when you cover your feet?" Tang Jingjing said while looking for the album.

Ling Qingfeng didn't speak, and looked at Tang Jingjing looking for the album. I saw Tang Jingjing move out of a small box, which was full of photo albums.

"So much?" Ling Qingfeng said with emotion.

"When I was a child, I took one set every year, but I haven't taken many photos since I went to college." Tang Jingjing explained.

"I'll see, I'll see." Ling Qingfeng took one with great interest.

"Is your foot okay?" Tang Jingjing asked with a smile.

"Hee-hee, okay, look." Ling Qingfeng stretched out his foot.

"Don't." Tang Jingjing covered her nose to dodge.

"This is your 100-day time? It looks pretty big. Ling Qingfeng asked with a smile.

"Hmm." Tang Jingjing leaned in to look at it and nodded.

Breathing in the faint aroma of Tang Jingjing's body, Ling Qingfeng felt extremely warm; Snuggling up to Ling Qingfeng's side, Tang Jingjing also felt a special sense of security. In this way, the two watched and chatted until Tang Jingjing's parents cooked the meal and then reluctantly stopped-

Black 8 Billiards Club.

Alyssa did not return to the unit after the mission, nor did she go home, but came to the Black 8 Billiards Club. She's been thinking about it a lot these days, so she's going to try her luck.

Alyssa was very unfocused at the beginning of her play, and it was under her own deliberate control that she gradually got better.

"Good shot." Song Bingran clapped his hands and applauded.

A familiar voice sounded behind Alyssa, and she knew that the person she was waiting for was coming, and the ball was collected, and the game was over.

"Do you want to be together?" Alyssa wiped the sweat from her head and offered to invite.

"Okay." Song Bingran didn't shirk and said with a smile.

"You go first." Alyssa chuckled.

"I thought you'd be angry." Song Bingran said with a smile while playing.

"Because of what? Didn't you get the case from Yanran Group? Do I give you such a bad impression? Alyssa hit a shot and asked with a light smile.

"Looks like I'm being stingy." Song Bingran put up the club and smiled suddenly, and his good impression of Alyssa couldn't help but increase a little.

"That's it." Alyssa hit another shot, and the balls went into the hole as if they had grown their own feet.

"Good shot." Song Bingran praised again.

"Remember you said you were also from Chengde?" Alyssa asked with a smile and began her second move.

"Chengde Xiaojing." At the mention of this place, Song Bingran's eyes were full of deep attachment and memories.

"Koi? I'm also a Koi person. Alyssa feigned surprise.

"Really?" When Song Bingran heard this, his eyes were a little dazed. She is from Xiaojing Village, her surname is Ai, and she looks so similar to "her". Is she "her" daughter?

"Hmm." Alyssa nodded, seeing a little surprise and confusion in Song Bingran's eyes.

"Your father is Ai Jianzhi?" Song Bingran couldn't help but ask this question.

"Well, you know?" Alyssa nodded and asked softly.

"Sort of." Song Bingran lowered his head and chuckled, conceding a goal.

"I haven't heard them mention it." Alyssa said.

"Are your parents okay?" Song Bingran couldn't say what mood he was in, a little lost and a little relieved.

"They're gone." Alyssa said in dismay. She felt a trace of excitement in Song Bingran's emotions when she asked this.

Gone? Hearing this, Song Bingran's hand shook, and because the force was too great, he knocked the ball out of the table.

"Twenty-three years ago, my mother died of excessive blood loss from my younger brother, and my father died of depression within a few years. For all these years, my brother and I have been sending people to the fence, and now we are finally ......," Alyssa said slowly, with a deep sadness on her face.

Twenty-three years ago? Song Bingran was stunned at the moment, and his body trembled slightly.

"Oh, I'm sorry to talk about this." As if she suddenly realized something, Alyssa pretended to apologize.

"It's nothing, it's me who is bad. Well, I suddenly remembered that I still had something to do, so I left first. Song Bingran said with a pale face, he needed to calm down.

"Hmm." Alyssa nodded slightly. Such a self-controlled person will also be out of proportion when facing emotions, it seems that he is really affectionate towards his mother.

"By the way, you just said you have a younger brother?" I don't know what Song Bingran remembered, so he turned around and asked.

"Well, his name is Ai Zheming, and it just so happens that he works in your company." Alyssa chuckled.

"Well, okay, there's time to sit together." Song Bingran turned around and walked away after speaking, staggering and almost touching the billiard table around him.

"Okay." Alyssa smiled and agreed.

Turning around and looking at the messy billiard table, Alyssa smiled smugly, sure enough, I guessed correctly. This Mid-Autumn Festival is really a harvest season.

Early the next morning, Ling Qingfeng still got up early, and followed Tang Leping out along the path to exercise. The time was just right, and as soon as they got home, the meal was ready.

Today, Tang Jingjing's two aunts will come to the house to see her grandmother, and her uncles and aunts will also come to his house for dinner, so as soon as they finished breakfast, Tang Leping and Hui Jinxue went to the kitchen to work again. Tang Jingjing took Ling Qingfeng to the market to play.

When you come to the big market, there are stalls on both sides of the road. Meat, vegetables, eggs, fish, snacks, fruits, clothes, shoes and hats...... In short, everything is sold.

There are a lot of people standing in front of almost every stall, and these sellers not only have loud voices, sweet mouths, and very quick movements, settling accounts, collecting money, finding money, and delivering goods, a series of actions are particularly coherent.

The people who buy things are all smiling, and people who know each other will inevitably have a conversation and say a festive word or something.

The stalls on the whole big set are next to each other, and people are crowded with people, which is really bustling and lively.

"What is this? Why do so many people buy? Ling Qingfeng found that there were a lot of pastries sold here, and the business was surprisingly hot, and people were rushing to buy them.

"We call it the five-colored fruit here, and we usually use this for offerings. When we were young, we all loved to eat, it was very sweet. Would you like to try it? Tang Jingjing asked with a smile.

"Forget it." Ling Qingfeng didn't like sweetness, but when he heard that it was for use, he stayed away.

"Do you think the countryside is quite superstitious?" Tang Jingjing asked with a smile.

Ling Qingfeng didn't speak, just smiled and nodded. Looking at the prosperity of this business, he thinks that eighty percent of them are bought by every family to make offerings, trying to make a fortune and be safe.

In fact, this is nothing more than a tradition for thousands of years, the old people can't let go, and most of the younger generations are trying to have peace of mind. Our family only buys some during the Chinese New Year, and a dozen or so small plates are neatly placed on the table in the middle hall, and then placed with an incense burner, two glasses of wine, and a stick of incense. Tang Jingjing smiled and said.

"Do you still kowtow to your elders here for the New Year?" Ling Qingfeng suddenly remembered the folk customs he had checked, and asked nervously.

"Of course." Tang Jingjing said as a matter of course.

"Do you have many relatives?" Ling Qingfeng asked with concern.

"Of course, the surname Tang is a big surname in our place." Tang Jingjing pretended to be serious and said.

"Ah~" Ling Qingfeng suddenly wilted when he heard this, thinking that he would have to run from house to house and kowtow in the future, it was really miserable.

"But fortunately, our family is too big to go to a few houses." Tang Jingjing said and laughed "giggle".

"Oh, it's okay." Now Ling Qingfeng can rest assured.

……

The two of them walked around for a long time, chatting while watching, and finally didn't buy anything, and went home empty-handed.

Gu Xue'er got up early today, and she deliberately dressed up. Before going out, she folded her hands and recited "Amitabha" three times with her eyes closed before rushing downstairs quickly.