33.

Xu Xianjia put away her luggage, walked to the desk, and lit incense.

"Dad, I'm back." She said softly, and then gently stroked the remains on the desk.

Xu Xianjia's father was a police officer who died in the line of duty when she was very young. With the passage of time, she can't remember many things clearly, but the father in her memory will always tell her stories before going to bed, and then gently touch her head, smiling doting and beautiful.

"Tuanzi, I said hello to your father, come over and wash your hands and eat." Wen Wanqing came out of the kitchen with the dishes, and the fragrance of the dishes was overflowing.

Xu Xianjia responded, helped bring the dishes and chopsticks, and then served the rice.

"Dango, the neighbor next door sister is poetic, do you remember?" Wen Wanqing asked, taking advantage of the situation to stretch out her chopsticks and clip a piece of pork ribs to Xu Xianjia, her eyes curved slightly, "Eat more, I specially cooked what you love." ”

Xu Xianjia nodded: "Poetic sister? As I remember, we were still in touch. Isn't she going to preschool, but she also wants to learn to draw, and she occasionally asks me about painting. What's wrong? ”

The neighbor's poetry is 2 years older than Xu Xianjia, and she is still Xu Xianjia's senior sister, and the two often meet at school, and occasionally have a meal together, so the relationship is good. At that time, Poet's parents were busy and didn't have time to cook lunch, so Xu Xianjia would invite her to come to her home for dinner.

Wen Wanqing laughed and said, "It's nothing, I've made a boyfriend poetically." It seems that I have started to talk about marriage. ”

Xu Xianjia was slightly surprised, she knew that Poetic had a boyfriend, and remembered that the other party was a doctor, and it seemed that she met Poetic during her junior internship. Probably last year, did you talk about marriage so quickly?

Thinking that the neighbor's sister who had a good time around her was going to get married, Xu Xianjia's first reaction was to feel terrible, obviously remembering yesterday, everyone was still a student in the classroom who was studying hard, and time passed in a blink of an eye, and the neighbor's sister was about to get married!

But if you think about it carefully, the poetic sister may have met someone who was interesting, met someone she liked, and met someone she didn't want to miss, so she wanted to be with her for a lifetime so soon.

No matter what, Xu Xianjia is a blessing from the heart.

"That's right. We'll go to the villa in a few days, will you go? Wen Wanqing put down her chopsticks and smiled.

"No, no." Xu Xianjia refused without thinking.

What did she go to the adults' party? It's better to paint one more picture at home.

Wen Wanqing bent her lips and spoke in a soft tone, which was a unique Jiangnan charm: "Aren't you going?" We're going to Qinghe Villa. ”

The tone of the sentence rose slightly, as if the victory was in hand.

"Qinghe Villa?" When Xu Xianjia heard this, her eyes lit up, and she came to her senses.

The scenery of Qinghe Mountain Resort is quite beautiful, with green lakes, green bamboos and lush foliage, which is very suitable for painting.

Wen Wanqing only smiled, her own daughter, she knew best. Qinghe Mountain Villa has beautiful scenery, and Tuanzi will definitely want to go. Then their plan is half the battle.

As early as before the National Day, Wen Wanqing got in touch with a high school classmate she hadn't seen for a long time. Their high school English teacher had a serious illness, and many of their classmates went to the hospital to visit. The English teachers have a very good personality and often mingle with the students when they are studying. Wen Wanqing once didn't eat breakfast and had low blood sugar, but the English teacher bought her breakfast.

Every time she answered a question in class, the English teacher would always take out a snack from her bag as a reward, and sometimes a bottle of drink as a reward.

At that time, Wen Wanqing always thought that the English teacher's bag was Tinker Bell's big pocket.

This is how the English teacher, who was loved by her classmates, suddenly had a serious illness and almost died, and her classmates, who hadn't seen her for a long time, got together just to visit her.

This also allowed Wen Wanqing to get in touch with many classmates, who had not seen each other for many years, and everyone had changed from a teenager to a parent with a teenage child.

At their age, what they are most worried about is the love problem of their children, so everyone hit it off and said that they would take advantage of this class reunion to bring their children over for internal digestion, in case the two children see each other.

Before Wen Wanqing could pull back from his thoughts, Xu Xianjia shouted: "Mom, Mom, I'll go to Qinghe Villa!" I'll go! ”

That's it, it's the final word.

34.

As soon as he opened the door, Jiang Ying's luggage backpack had not yet had time to be put away, and his eyes flickered, only to see that he was pushed to the ground by a mass of white velvet creatures, and a warm breath suddenly came from his face.

Jiang Ying's mother, Yu Yanping, came out of the kitchen with a plate, looked at Jiang Ying who fell to the ground and the Samoyed biscuits that pounced on him, and smiled heartily: "I just said, Biscuits miss you!" ”

Jiang Ying almost couldn't breathe, after all, the eight-year-old Samoyed is really not small. Jiang Ying called "Mom" with difficulty, then smiled helplessly, and rubbed the biscuit's fluffy head dotingly.

"Well, you get up first." Jiang Ying's voice was so soft that the biscuit rubbed Jiang Ying's face reluctantly and reluctantly left him.

I thought it would be a happy scene to go home, but Jiang Ying was wrong. Dinner became a battlefield, and the smoke of gunpowder spread and opened the prelude to the war.

The reason why I said this was because Jiang Ying's mother, Ms. Yu Yanping, asked him a series of questions so much that Jiang Ying's rice didn't eat well. What's more, Ms. Yu Yanping also has an accomplice with explosive combat effectiveness - Jiang Ying and his father Jiang Dachen!

Jiang Dachen is a vigorous and resolute man, and his logic is clear, and the questions he asks are one after another, which is simply a set for Jiang Ying.

But Yu Yanping and Jiang Dachen got together, and the chemistry produced was very wonderful, Jiang Ying was busy concentrating on eating, and at the same time, he had to deal with his parents, and it took him a long time to grasp the key point of their words.

"I don't have a girlfriend yet." Jiang Ying opened his mouth, his tone was not salty or light, and before the couple could ask, Jiang Ying immediately said: "I'm not going to fall in love at the moment, I want to concentrate on studying." ”

As soon as these words came out, Ms. Yu Yanping was unhappy, frowned dissatisfiedly, and glanced at Jiang Dachen.

Jiang Dachen received the order, his face was straight, and he looked very solemn and majestic.

"Jiang Ying, learning is important, but love is also indispensable. As the saying goes, start a family, start a family and then start a business. ”

"Jiang Ying, your dad is right! Parents won't stop you from falling in love, you have to go out and see more in order to meet a good child. Yu Yanping and Jiang Dachen sang and harmonized, and as soon as they opened their mouths, they knew that they were old rivers and lakes.

In fact, it was not Jiang Ying's parents who were in a hurry, urging a boy who was just twenty years old to fall in love, and even seemed to be forced to get married.

It's just that Jiang Ying has never found out that he has ever liked anyone since he was a child, and his son knows to study all day long, and he rarely goes out on weekends. Although Jiang Ying's grades have always been very good, Yu Yanping is always afraid that her son will become a fool when he reads.

At that time, Jiang Ying was quite fat, one meter eight tall, and weighed more than 200 pounds. Yu Yanping didn't expect many girls to like her son, after all, even she herself once disliked Jiang Ying.

And at that time, the students were forced by the pressure of the college entrance examination every day, and even if they had the intention of falling in love, they had already been worn out by their studies at all. What's more, it is the Qizhi High School full of talents that Jiang Ying studied, and the middle school with the highest admission rate in L City?

But now, unlike before, Jiang Ying has lost weight several times, his facial features are more three-dimensional, and he no longer has the pressure of the college entrance examination. Now her son can be described as "perfect", worthy of inheriting his own good genes, so good-looking!

But what did Jiang Ying say? Or do you want to study hard?!

What to learn? A lifetime of research?! Falling in love with learning?

Yu Yanping is about to worry about whether her son will choose to die alone, and when the time comes, it will be thick books to stay by her side......

Jiang Dachen is not very worried, feelings have always been natural, when the time comes, Jiang Ying will meet the person he likes. Besides, isn't it more attractive for men to have excellent achievements?

It's just that under the pressure exerted by Yu Yanping, Jiang Dachen can only force his son.

"Dad, Mom. You'd better let me have a good meal. Jiang Ying held the bowl and smiled tepidly: "Falling in love is not just talking, you have to be responsible for yourself and the other party." ”

Jiang Dachen was stunned, nodded subconsciously, and agreed. I didn't expect my son to have such an opinion, and it was also promising.

Yu Yanping was powerless to refute, so she had to say, "Let's eat." Anyway, your parents can't force you, so you can do whatever you like. ”

Jiang Ying sighed in his heart, and when he heard this tone, he knew that his mother was unhappy again.

"I'll think about it, if I meet someone I like."

This is the answer given by Jiang Ying's current semi-compromise.

"Whatever you want, whatever you want. Eat, eat, eat! said so, but Yu Yanping's tone was obviously different, and she couldn't hide her joy.

Jiang Ying smiled faintly, looking relieved from suffering.

Thankfully, he was finally able to eat properly.