Chapter 136: The Rain Keeps Falling (9)

But Zhang Qingyan's plan is destined to fail, and women's love for shopping will not be reduced because of a little sleepiness!

The three of them went to eat the ultimate crab roe burger, and Zhang Qingyan has been serving them vegetables during the banquet, eat more of this, eat more of that, add another bowl of rice, and drink some water!

Zhang Chenxi is better, she has long been used to Zhang Qingyan being good to herself, even if Zhang Qingyan is too attentive, she will not feel uncomfortable.

Zhong Chuya is different, she has never been so pampered, Zhang Qingyan picked up vegetables for him in the blink of her eyes, Zhang Qingyan poured water for her as soon as her lips moved, and Zhang Qingyan handed over the napkin as soon as the chopsticks were put down.

Although Zhang Zihao is also very good to him, he has never done this, and she is not used to Zhang Zihao doing this.

She is not used to even Zhang Zihao doing this, let alone Zhang Qingyan.

"Tell me, what's the matter with you? Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief! Zhong Chuya wiped her mouth with a napkin, with an expression that had already seen through the truth of the matter.

"No, I just think Sister Ya'er is not easy, you see, you and my brother have gone through more than 30 years to come together, and in 30 years, the water can drip through the slate!

I have never admired anyone in my life, and Sister Ya'er is someone I have admired in this life, in my previous life, and in my next life. I should learn from Sister Ya'er, the persistent pursuit of love, just like a poem written, love across the mountains and seas, mountains and seas can be flat. Zhang Qingyan said to Zhong Chuya with a smile, and the reverence on his face was fully revealed.

Zhong Chuya was very happy to hear his words, and nodded with satisfaction, "Little brother, it's good, I know a lot, it seems that you have the potential to become a poet!" ”

Zhang Chenxi was biting the crab leg on the side and didn't say anything, but when he heard Zhang Qingyan's words, he couldn't help but put down the crab in his hand, "The original text of this poem is not like this!" ”

When Zhang Qingyan heard this, he secretly said "not good", if Zhang Chenxi told the original text, wouldn't he die an ugly death!

"Wife, have you eaten enough? Why don't I serve you another bowl of rice? Zhang Qingyan picked up her bowl and put the rice inside, filled it with a rice spoon and pressed it.

Zhang Chenxi took the bowl handed over by Zhang Qingyan, and continued: "That ......"

"Wife, eat a piece of beef, let's make up for it!" Zhang Qingyan interrupted Zhang Chenxi's words again, and directly blocked her mouth with beef.

After Zhang Chenxi chewed the beef and swallowed it, he said, "That ......"

"Wife, eat chicken wings!" Zhang Qingyan stuffed the chicken wings into Zhang Chenxi's mouth again.

Zhang Chenxi spit out the chicken wings and put them on the plate, pouting unhappily, "Husband, I don't want to eat chicken wings!" ”

Zhang Qingyan sandwiched another piece of beef, "Then eat beef!" ”

Zhong Chuya stretched out her chopsticks to intercept the beef on the tip of Zhang Qingyan's chopsticks and put it in her bowl, "Let Chenxi finish speaking, are you so pushing?" ”

"Huh? No, how is it possible? Zhang Qingyan ate the food by himself, saying that he was innocent.

"Dawn, finish what you just said!" Zhong Chuya said.

"Oh." Zhang Chenxi wiped the oil stains off his mouth with a napkin, "The poem my husband said just now is not like that, the original text was written by a modern person, the author is a 03-level student of Peking University, and the name of the forum that year was littlesen." The whole poem goes like this.

Ququ Chi side road, spring to the few pedestrians. Water-containing hibiscus leaves, the spring is still clear.

The sunset is divided into colorful green, and the tall trees hide the sound of warblers. At first glance, the flowers fall more distinctly.

Wandering and feeling cold, the moon shadow is horizontal at night. Ling Ling's muscles are suspicious of Xiao Hansheng.

You can see each other at a glance, and one step is like a heavy city. The love is separated by mountains and seas, and the mountains and seas cannot be flattened.

The meaning of the last sentence is: You can easily meet him, but you can never get close to this person. You and the person you fall in love with are just separated by a mountain and a sea, but that is a chasm that can never be crossed. ”

The more Zhong Chuya heard the back, the more silent her face became, isn't this the truest portrayal of her and Zhang Zihao!

But that was before, not anymore!

Zhong Chuya instantly walked out of this sadness, "It's well written, if I used to like it very much, now...... Little brother, do you want to see my jokes? ”

Zhang Qingyan hurriedly explained, "How is it possible? It's too late for me to be happy that you're with my brother! How is it possible to see your jokes? ”

Zhong Chuya said unreasonably: "Then I don't care, you have to give me a satisfactory gift when I get married, I can warn you, I don't want it cheap!" ”

Zhang Zihao pouted and said, "Sister, don't you know that I am poor and white now, and the company has been sold, how can I have the money to buy you expensive gifts?" ”

"Come less, I don't know if you have any money? I don't have the money to find your dad to go, and I have to see that gift on my wedding day anyway! Zhong Chuya said again, "Compared to where you asked for money to buy gifts, I am more curious about how Chenxi knows so clearly?" Why did you look up the source of this poem? It seems that only people with a heart know a poem so well, and this poem has been written about you? ”

Zhang Chenxi originally borrowed a knife to kill people, no, he borrowed a knife to kill a pig, and he borrowed Zhong Chuya's knife to kill Zhang Qingyan, a pig. She thought that she couldn't cure Zhang Qingyan by herself, so she could let Zhong Chuya treat him!

But now although the pig is killed, the knife is not going back!

When Zhang Qingyan heard this, he was immediately unhappy, "Wife, why do you know so clearly?" Have you ever had a crush before? Didn't you say I was your first love? Are you lying to me? ”

Zhang Chenxi hurriedly explained, "No! How could I lie to you! ”

Zhang Qingyan had a straight face, looking grief-stricken, "Then how can you check the source of this poem, if you have experienced it yourself, how can you know so much about this poem?" You big liar! ”

Zhang Chenxi walked around to Zhang Qingyan from the other side and sat down, hugged his arm, and said while shaking: "It's not because of me, because one of my classmates wrote this poem to me when I was in high school, and I copied it down because I didn't know what it meant, and I definitely didn't look for it because I experienced it!" ”

Zhang Qingyan said sadly: "Isn't this called experience? That classmate has written you love letters, isn't it called experience? Didn't you say I was the first boy you liked? So what's going on with that classmate of yours? ”

Zhang Chenxi was anxious and said, "Yes, you are the first boy I like, that classmate...... That classmate ......"

Zhang Qingyan's face was dead, "That classmate is very handsome, isn't he?" ”

Zhang Chenxi gritted her teeth and said, "That classmate is a woman!" ”

(End of chapter)