"Enron."

Jiang Su said it very quietly, and Song Anran, who was scratching like a feather, was itching in his heart.

Song Anran secretly clenched the steering wheel, damn it, no wonder Xu Miaomiao likes small fresh meat, real Nima fragrance.

After driving for a long time along the way, Song Anran felt that his buttocks were numb, and before he knew it, it was already afternoon when the car slowly stopped at the mouth of an alley.

"We're here, let's get off."

Jiang Su rubbed his eyes that had just woken up, took out the salute and gifts from the trunk and followed the person into the alley, just a few steps away, Jiang Su saw an old man with gray hair sitting at the door of a house rolling a dry cigarette, and Song Anran beside him quickly rushed in the direction of the person.

"Grandpa!" Song Anran ran to the old man's side, squatted down and coquettishly faced people for a while, Jiang Su was a little stunned when he saw this scene, he didn't expect Song Anran, a person who seemed to be cold and detached, to be coquettish like a child.

"Ran Ran is back? This is your boyfriend? Jiang Su hurriedly stepped forward and obediently greeted people.

"Hello grandpa, I'm Jiang Su, and I'm Enron's boyfriend."

"Okay, come in, get in, get in."

As soon as they entered the house, the family was waiting for Lu Bai and Song Anran to have dinner, Song Anran's parents, grandparents, brother and sister-in-law, and a little nephew who had just turned three years old and learned to speak.

Song Anran's mother was even more enthusiastic when she saw Jiang Su, and she kept adding food to the young man during the banquet, but Song Anran's father was not so easy to deal with.

"Come, Xiao Jiang, have a drink?"

Jiang Su usually never drinks, because he knows that he doesn't drink well, but it's not easy to refuse, so he was poured liquor by An Ran's father cup by cup

"You old man, who can drink you, drink it yourself!"

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Even if An Ran's mother stopped it in time, it couldn't change Jiang Su's result of drinking too much in the end, Jiang Su was helped to the bed by Song Anran, and An Ran's mother's mother cooked Lu Bai soup again.

"Can you drink it yourself?" Song Anran looked at Jiang Su, who was so drunk that he couldn't even open his eyes, and felt that he had just asked a brain-dead question.

So, he picked up the spoon and handed it to Lu Bai's mouth.

"Ah~~"

"Ah~~" Jiang Su obediently did so, not to mention how cute the red little face was, Song Anran thought to himself that Jiang Su, who had drunk too much, was more obedient than usual, but in the next second, Jiang Su opened his big watery eyes, turned his head with red circles and buried his face in the pillow.

"Don't drink it, it's so bad."

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The words Jiang Su said were buried in the pillow, and Song Anran wasted a lot of effort to hear clearly that Jiang Su was complaining that the decanting soup was unpalatable.

Jiang Su, who had drunk too much, even had red ears, and he lay on the pillow and muttered that he didn't want to drink the sobering soup, and after a while, Jiang Su's smooth and regular breath came into people's ears.

"It's okay to fall asleep, save the toss."

Song Anran turned over Jiang Su, who was sleeping on the pillow, otherwise he was really afraid that he would suffocate himself to death if he fell asleep so deeply...... But Jiang Su in his sleep was fiddled with, but it was uncomfortable, and he frowned and snorted.

Song Anran hurriedly folded the quilt and stopped touching Jiang Su, but Jiang Su suddenly pulled up Song Anran's hand in a daze, and the person was pulled by Jiang Su without preparation, and fell directly on the bed. ….… And then.. …… It wasn't until the warm touch on his mouth came that Song Anran reacted.

"it!"

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The person was so frightened that he jumped off the bed, and subconsciously reached out and touched his lips, but Jiang Su on the bed was still asleep, and he smacked his lips unconsciously.

“.. ......." Song Anran softly closed the door and went to the kitchen to pick up a glass of ice water, until a glass of ice water went down, Song Anran felt that the heat on his face had dissipated a lot, and he raised his hand to touch his heartbeat that had just stabilized, wasn't it just an accidental kiss on the mouth? made herself look like an untrained little girl, and she would be shy and blush.

In the dream, the little Jiang Su chased the back of a woman, the woman was wearing a red dress, holding a suitcase in her hand, completely ignoring the cry of the little Jiang Su behind her.

"Mom...... Mother ...... "Running and running, Xiao Jiangsu accidentally fell on the asphalt road, and the blood on his knees did not get a look back from the woman, until finally Xiao Jiangsu watched the woman get into a luxury car and disappear from his sight at the intersection of the left turn.

"Mom.. ….…”

Song Anran frowned and approached the person, he was going to go back to the room to sleep just now, but when he passed by the door of Jiang Su's room, he found that the person was talking about something, and he had a nightmare? Mother? Want to it? Song Anran took a bite of the apple in his hand, although Jiang Su was very tender, but he was also past the age of thinking about his mother, right?

[Help me find the proprietress of the bar, help me ask Jiang Su's family where he lives, I took Jiang Su home for the New Year, Jiang Su is probably a little sad that he didn't go home, I'll buy something and send it over to condole.] ]

[Don't you know?] ]

On the laptop was the chat interface of Song Anran and Xu Miaomiao.

What does Xu Miaomiao mean by this? What do you not know? Song Anran threw the apple core into the trash can and tapped on the keyboard.

[What?] ]

[Jiang Su has only one grandmother, he was hospitalized for advanced stomach cancer a while ago, Jiang Su has no parents, it is said that his mother abandoned his father and ran away with him with the rich man when he was young, and then Jiang Su's father drank all the year round, and the person was gone...... He grew up with his grandmother since he was a child. ]

My hand on the keyboard paused in mid-air, Jiang Su's experience really surprised me a little slowly, no wonder Jiang Su looked strange at the dinner table today, it is estimated that he has not eaten a lively reunion dinner for many years.

Even Xu Miaomiao, who is on the other side of the screen, is also distressed about Jiang Su's life, and it is estimated that he went to the bar to "sell himself" to find the gold owner, also to make up for his grandmother's surgery.

[How do you know this?] ]

[You're my best friend!] I don't know the background of the person you are raising [you are my best friend!] I can't figure out the background of the person you are raising, or something? ]

[Hmm.] ]

[By the way, will you attend the wedding the day after tomorrow? ] ]

[Of course, why don't I go when I'm back?] ]

[It is worthy of Mr. Song, hard!] ]

turned off the computer screen, Song Anran changed into pajamas and lay down in the bed, Jiang Su was a person..... It's kind of miserable...... No wonder I was calling my mother in my dreams.

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Early the next morning, Song Anran and Jiang Su were called up for breakfast.

"After eating early, let's go to the mountains to make incense."

"Mom, what age is this, why do you have to go to incense every New Year."

"You know what! I just went to ask the old man a few days ago, let him make a good marriage for you, today I have to take you and Xiao Jiang to the temple to make a vow, Xiao Jiang's son-in-law I like very much. ”

Speechless.......

I subconsciously glanced at Jiang Su, his hair was still a little messy when he just woke up, it seems that although the sobering soup was drunk, it also played a role more or less, seeing that Jiang Su did not look uncomfortable.

"I'm not a good drinker....... There's no shame in drinking too much yesterday, right? Jiang Su saw that Song Anran had been secretly looking at himself, and thought that he had drunk too much yesterday and did something embarrassing.

Song Anran didn't expect the good Jiang Su to ask this, thinking of the inadvertent kiss yesterday, the embarrassed Song Anran couldn't laugh anymore.

"No, no." Song Anran smiled dryly and waved his hand.

"That's good." Yuelao Temple was on the mountain, Song Anran drove the car to a place where he could not continue to drive and stopped, although he was wearing a thick down jacket, but the weather on the mountain was still freezing.

"Here you go." Jiang Su untied the scarf around his neck and tied it to Song Anran.

Obviously, the tip of his nose was frozen red, and it seemed that even the tender little fresh meat was a man at a critical moment, Song Anran thought to himself.

In fact, this wish is nothing more than An Ran's mother kneeling down with her two children, bowing to the statue of the old moon, thanking her, and saying some words of thanks, oh yes, you have to close your eyes.

Song Anran thought to himself, this boyfriend was raised by himself with his wallet! What does it have to do with the old moon, hey! So I secretly opened my eyes and saw my mother muttering something in her mouth with her eyes closed, and she was really serious.

Can...... Song Anran saw that Jiang Su was also serious about worshipping the old man again, the boy was wearing a black wide down jacket, his hands were folded, and his forehead touched his fingertips, as if he was really grateful to be able to meet Song Anran......

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