Ninety-one
Jiang Tang heard the sound of the kitchen faucet, heard the gas stove turned on, and suddenly had a sense of warmth, lying on the sofa, watching Meng Hetang in the kitchen wash vegetables, cut vegetables, pour oil, put out the pot, a series of actions.
It's already so exciting just by looking at it, if, if you live like this all your life, how good it would be.
Soon, the condiments played a role, the aroma of the dishes gradually wafted out, and the ginger candy smelled his stomach and began to shout non-stop, because it was too late, considering that the ginger candy had not eaten all the time, so Meng Hetang quickly made a few dishes.
"Come over for dinner."
Seeing ginger candy lying on the bed rubbing his stomach and dozing off, Meng Hetang set up the dishes and chopsticks and beckoned.
Ginger Candy got up and ran to the chair and sat down, quickly ate a large bite of eggs, and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.
Meng Hetang sat opposite, looking at the girl's exaggerated expression and smiling slightly.
After eating, Meng Hetang brushed the dishes, and Jiang Tang suddenly felt a little distressed when he looked at it.
Obviously he is the most tired person, after a day of work, he has to cook for her when he comes home, and he has to wash the dishes, and when he enters the door, he sits down and rests for a while while while he eats, and Jiang Tang bites his lip.
It would be nice if she could cook, so that she could cook for Brother Meng, and Brother Meng would have a little more time to rest.
His mind moved slightly, he stood up, walked behind Meng Hetang and stretched out his hand to gently hug his waist, Meng Hetang suddenly froze.
"Ginger candy."
Meng Hetang frowned, Jiang Tang rubbed his back, not caring about his stiffness, closed his eyes, and smiled gently.
"Thank you, Brother Meng."
With that, she let go of her hand, took a step back, and left the kitchen.
Meng Hetang looked at the girl with a little stunned, her ponytail flicked her back slightly, and she left the kitchen briskly and went back to the room.
He lowered his head and continued to brush the dishes, slowly, and then looked at the foam on his hands.
There was a deep sense of falling in his heart, and there was a place where things were slowly disappearing, and the heavy sense of loss that had been deliberately ignored these days hit him, making him uneasy.
Washed the dishes and sat in the living room watching TV, it was Jiang Tang's favorite variety show, the girl's door was always closed, he watched it many times, and wanted to knock on the door, but Jiang Tang always pulled him to watch it before, but he didn't.
He seriously and stubbornly adhered to that bottom line, repeatedly taking out the age problem to repel himself, at this moment he was a little shaken but did not think about breaking it.
In the morning, Meng Hetang sent ginger candy to school, and in the afternoon, after school, someone from Deyun Club picked it up, almost every day was different, and even the driver Guo Degang invited for ginger candy never went to work once, because he couldn't line up at all.
The National Day was expected early, the performance of Sanqingyuan was suspended, the main road in front of Tiananmen Square and some main roads were blocked, and small red flags could be seen everywhere.
Jiang Tang went for a run in the morning, and saw a banner in the park, all of which were slogans to celebrate the birthday of the motherland.
Jiang Tang can always meet Lao Qin when she runs, and she always feels that there is a real estate near here that must be his.
"Did you have a holiday?"
"No, I have to make up the class."
The two of them ran slowly and chatted about the idle day.
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm on vacation, earlier than you."
Qin Xiaoxian's teeth were exposed, his eyes narrowed, the corners of his eyes were full of folds, and he owed.
Jiang Tang glared at him, waved his fist over, and didn't think about hitting him, but this big fool actually shook and fell, and Jiang Tang was stunned for a second when he saw him so big, and laughed unceremoniously.