It's not okay to want to see a spare phone, especially in broad daylight, and it's cold.

Jiang Qin pinched Feng Nanshu's moist and cold face, stopped her from being curious like a cat, and turned her out of the doorway of the teaching building all the way.

It didn't take long for Guo Zihang and Yang Shu'an to come down, along with Kong Sisi, Duan Yan and Shao Xianghao, who went to Jiang Qin's house that day to eat, and a group of seven people went with the big slip away, and walked around the snack street, billiard hall and black Internet café outside the door.

Although it is a holiday, many shops in the snack street are still open, and everyone is ready to make another wave of money before the Chinese New Year.

What sauce cakes, Korean cold noodles, fried buns, finger cakes, hot pots steaming under the pale winter sun, the aroma of food can arouse the appetite more in the dry and cold season.

Feng Nanshu has never seen this, her high school life is always a two-point line from home to school, so she is full of curiosity along the way, and she is confused about everything.

"Just now...... Chu Siqi cried in the class, and no one in the class dared to speak. ”

“？”

Guo Zihang took advantage of Feng Nanshu's efforts to go to the front and whispered: "She cried silently at the beginning, and then I saw you and Feng Nanshu taking pictures outside the window, and suddenly I couldn't hold back, and it was the first time I saw her crying." ”

Jiang Qin glanced up at the bright sunshine under the winter sun, and sighed slightly: "The alma mater is about to be demolished, and I really smell sad and listen to tears, which shows that everyone is a person who values love and righteousness." ”

"But everyone said that Chu Siqi cried because of you, she should regret it."

"How proud she was when you liked her back then, but now she can't cry, and there is not much sympathy for her in the class, but there are some sighs, probably because she thinks things are wrong."

At this moment, Feng Nanshu suddenly turned his little face and looked at Guo Zihang with a cold expression.

The little rich woman who has been cold for three years has too much oppression when she shows this expression, her eyes are like sharp swords, and the sword handle is still pink.

Jiang Qin said "Ahhh ”

Guo Zihang: "????? ”

Yang Shu'an came over and patted him on the shoulder: "Lao Guo, confused, you dare to talk about anything, right?" Now that the Chinese New Year is coming, why can't you tell the difference between the big and the small kings? ”

"No, I don't mean anything else, can I still be saved?"

"No, didn't you look at my uncle's reaction, he didn't dare to answer your words."

"But I think I can try it again......"

Guo Zihang ran his fleshy body, chased them all the way into the billiard hall, and then went to eat the most representative lo noodles of Chengnan High School.

It is a coincidence that when they were eating noodles, they met Chu Siqi again, and there were Wang Huiru and Yu Shasha by their side, Chu's eyes were indeed a little red, which proved that Lao Guo's statement was indeed true.

There's no way, after all, today is the day to go back to high school, and the topic will more or less involve regrets, involving the year, the atmosphere is invisibly full, and many of the unwillingness of the year have become heavier and more unbearable.

For example, if I studied hard at that time, I didn't break up with him at that time, and I just didn't indulge in games at that time.

There were a lot of people who came to eat lo mein, and there were many people who said this kind of thing, so Chu Siqi's mood was repeated again, and her eyes stared at Jiang Qin directly.

"I want to add some vinegar ......"

Feng Nanshu muttered with a little face, and poured the vinegar bottle into the bowl.

Jiang Qin glanced back, looked at the black soup in her bowl, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"I can't think of it." The little rich woman looked at Jiang Qin confidently.

Jiang Qin narrowed his eyes: "Who made you pour so much?" ”

"Jiang Qin, I'll eat yours, feed."

“……”

Seeing this scene, Kong Sisi, Duan Yan and Shao Xianghao couldn't help but glance at each other, and said in their hearts that the cold fairy girl is really jealous, she is completely a little vinegar.

After returning from Seongnam High School, the days soon reached the end of the month, and the snow in Jeju stopped for a week, and then it went straight to the big field, and the white world cooperated with the red lanterns hung by the municipal department and various promotions in the shopping mall, and the New Year's flavor was boiling in this small city instantly.

What year-end clearance dumps, what New Year's shopping special, from morning to night, all kinds of floats used for propaganda are constantly turning around on the street.

There are often children running around on the side of the road with incense, lighting a cannon to blow up the whole New Year.

On Friday morning, Jiang Qin took Feng Nanshu to the mall to buy couplets and lanterns, called Guo Zihang and Yang Shu'an, two free laborers, and drove all the way to the garden villa of the little rich woman.

According to Uncle Gong, Feng Nanshu's stepmother did not allow them to post Spring Festival couplets, so this villa has never posted couplets.

Jiang Qin said I can fuck it, so he snapped and posted a blessing word.

"Jiang Qin, it's down."

"Well, that's a blessing, homonym."

Feng Nan opened his mouth, as if it was the first time he heard this kind of play, and the whole person looked silly and cute.

Jiang Qin pinched her little face, walked upstairs, and sneaked into Feng Nanshu's princess room to visit.

It's beautiful, it's neat, and it's big, but because it's so beautiful and neat, there's no life in this room at all, and it's no wonder that the little rich woman likes to drill into his house.

Look at our nest, although it is not much bigger than the toilet, but the clothes are littered everywhere, and the socks can't find a pair, which is called life!

Yuan Youqin was not there, otherwise if she heard Jiang Qin's rebellious speech, Boss Jiang, who was worth tens of millions, would definitely be sleeping on the sofa.

Jiang Qin stretched out his hand and brushed the desk, as if he could see Feng Nanshu in high school, writing homework, with a hint of desire for freedom in his innocent eyes.

When Boss Jiang returned to the first floor, he found that there was an extra diligence on the welcome wall, which was pasted upside down like the Fu next to him, while Feng Nanshu was holding a brush, and his expression seemed to be very satisfied with his work.

"Uncle Gong, thank you for the hospitality, I'm going home, I'll play next time." Feng Nanshu handed him the brush.

"Huh? Yes...... Go home. ”

Uncle Gong's brain twitched for a long time, he looked back at the huge villa, and said in his heart, Miss, you know where home is or not.

Jiang Qin watched Feng Nanshu run out, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "Uncle Gong, come to my house for dinner on Chinese New Year's Eve, right?" ”

"Is it appropriate?"

"That's right, my mother has changed to a big table again, and it's a little more lively when there are more people."

Uncle Gong pursed the corners of his mouth a little: "Thank you, Young Master Jiang." ”

After Jiang Qin said goodbye to Uncle Gong, he called Guo Zihang and Yang Shu'an and went out, and then caught up with the little rich woman: "How is it, are you happy today?" ”

"Happy, Uncle Gong's family is so beautiful, but our little family is also very cute."

“？”

Feng Nanshu sat on the co-pilot and glanced at Jiang Qin, and then shook the big jade bracelet in his hand with a hula hula.

Guo Zihang and Yang Shu'an sat in the back seat and looked at each other, and said that they hadn't eaten lunch yet, so why was it a little supportive.

"Let's have something to eat at noon."

Jiang Qin thought for a while: "Kang Mailang's instant noodles, upgraded packaging, 1.5 barrels of content. ”

Yang Shu'an coughed: "Uncle, we eat instant noodles every day at school, and we are tired of eating them, can we change something else." ”

"My Kang Mai Lang is different from what you ate at school."

"Really?"

Jiang Qin nodded: "Well, there are no boiled eggs in my house." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Yang Shu'an's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but think of the instant noodles he had eaten at Uncle Dog's house during the Spring Festival last year.

Just because my aunt loves to eat braised eggs, Uncle Dog made two buckets of no braised eggs and a bucket of three braised eggs, and insisted that it was luck and no cheating.

Of course, that's what he said, but Jiang Qin didn't pick the door so much.

Feng Nanshu's villas are a large batch, and they just pasted the Spring Festival couplets for four hours, and they were all tired at this time, so Jiang Qin took them to find a restaurant and ordered a table of dishes, which was considered a reward.

The next day, Yuan Youqin got up early and arranged for Jiang Zhenghong and Jiang Qin to clean up, Jiang Zhenghong was in charge of the outside public area, and Jiang Qin was in charge of the three bedrooms.

Then she and Feng Nanshu were in charge of making dumplings for the three days of the New Year.

At this time, there was broken snow outside the window, the heating was burning in the house, and the TV was playing the "Three Whips" of the cross talk sketch review of previous years, and the whole atmosphere was full of warmth.

Yuan Youqin finished wrapping up and couldn't help but look at Feng Nanshu who was sitting next to her.

She was pinching the dough and pulling the dumpling filling inside, focused and serious, and pinched quickly and well.

"It's amazing, last year I said that it was too tiring to make dumplings alone, so I asked Jiang Qin to quickly find me a daughter-in-law, and I will have everything this year."

Yuan Youqin sighed secretly, and suddenly saw his son coming out of their bedroom with a broom in his hand, and he also held a roll of newspaper in his hand, which was rolled like a cylinder.

"What is this, so thick and stuffed under the bed? Don't throw me away! Jiang Qin stretched out his hand and shook it, looking proud.

Jiang Zhenghong was shocked: "You stinky boy, how can you turn it out wherever I hide?" ”

"Hidden?"

Yuan Youqin came back to his senses, and his eyes instantly became serious: "What are you hiding?" ”

Jiang Zhenghong snatched the newspaper and stuffed it into his pocket: "No, nothing, I'm going to clean the toilet." ”

Feng Nanshu finished pinching a dumpling, and looked at Yuan Youqin with curiosity in his eyes: "Auntie, what is that?" ”

"Your uncle's private money, I've been saving up for three or four years, he always thinks he's very smart, in fact, I already knew, I'm just pretending to be stupid, hiding private money is almost his hobby, so I pretend not to know and play with him."

"Auntie, I know, I sometimes play stupid."

Yuan Youqin stretched out her hand and smeared some flour on her little nose: "These big men are sometimes quite naïve, but I don't know how smart we are as women." ”

Feng Nanshu nodded: "Jiang Qin is also quite naïve, he still likes to sit in a rocking car." ”