Facing this bowl of dumpling wrappers, Shang Jing felt a corner of the dire-stricken married life.
I can't stand it anymore.
angry.
Too angry to eat.
No, this is a dumpling.
He stood up suddenly, rushed to He Jiang's side in two or three steps, and took away the dumplings in front of him.
He Jiang clings to the chopsticks, and a bowl of dumpling skin soup with no appetite is put down in front of her eyes.
He frowned slightly, obviously it wasn't so bad when he just turned off the fire.
The rain continued to rain outside, and the temperature dropped a few degrees. He Jiang looked at the business scene who was sitting on the chair, and tapped the solid wood table with his fingers: "Go and change into a pair of trousers."
Shang Jing secretly rolled his eyes: "No change."
He chewed the dumplings, and said fiercely: "What are you looking at, eat quickly, don't waste food."
He Jiang lowered her head and took a sip of the soup. The taste of boiling water and dumpling stuffing was so distinct that it was hard to describe it in words.
Holding the spoon in one hand, he drank it one spoon at a time, while sending a message to Lin Lin, asking her to find an aunt who could cook nutritious meals, and come to her door three times a day.
When He Jiang put down her phone, she felt that she had raised a rebellious son, and that sooner or later, Shang Jing's life would be ruined.
This can't be done, it's hard for him, even if he decides to let Shang Jing go, it will still make him sad for two days.
He Jiang thought for a while, and said, "Auntie will come to make lunch later."
Before Shang Jing could be happy, He Jiang said again: "I'll give you a week to learn how to cook from Auntie. If you don't learn well, you don't have to go to the table."
Shang Jing was silent, and it seemed that what was said in the diary "my husband thinks my cooking tastes bad" was also true. Just after living together, He Jiang couldn't wait to find a master for him regardless of the patient's condition.
It is He Jiang's business to find a master or not, and it is his business to learn it or not.
Shang Jing responded verbally: "En."
Who cares, let's chat with aunt for a week's meal first.
He Jiang raised her eyebrows, but couldn't find any other topics.
What is there to talk about with your ex-boyfriend? Talking about the past life is asking for trouble, or talking about the reasons for the breakup and asking for humiliation
Shang Jing was full, and seeing that the dumplings were cooked by He Jiang, he went to wash the two bowls.
During the interval between washing the dishes, Shang Jing deeply reflected on himself - this bowl should not be washed by him.
It seems that the dog-licking attribute is still affecting him, and he must turn to the wisdom of the people—Baidu.
He must be found to make He Jiang feel regretful.
Shang Jing recalled the image of He Jiang washing and cooking for him, serving his feet with water, and calling him "husband" humbly, and laughed out loud.
"You—" He Jiang came into the kitchen and spoke suddenly.
"I'm done washing!"
Shocked, Shang Jing put down the bowl and walked around He Jiang with a guilty conscience.
Locking the door behind him, a look of annoyance flashed across his face, Shang Jing patted his thigh and sighed—it's so useless, he just made up his mind and felt guilty, how can this be put into practice
He Jiang looked at the figure of Shangjing Mouse who seemed to be hiding from a cat, and froze in place, his eyes were obscured for a while.
Shang Jing went back to the house and immediately searched: how to be a master.
He is easily soft-hearted, and he must find a strong program to guide him.
There is no definite answer on the Internet, and Shangjing saw a few examples of men and girlfriends making fun of netizens, as if opening the door to a new world.
After reading it carefully from the beginning, Shang Jing only had one thought in his heart—persuasion.
Why lose your temper if you don't reply to the message for ten minutes, or bombard the other party's leadership and colleagues on the phone if you can't get in touch for half an hour.
When dating, the other party took the time to reply to a work message and was accused of not taking the date seriously, and yelled at the other party in the subway to make the other party die.
What red envelopes did not give auspicious numbers, was scolded face to face, and asked to write a ten thousand character review letter.
Why do you have to eat a crayfish on a rainy night? The store is closed and you ask the other party to wake up the boss.
Why is it that the other party is not allowed to say a word with a colleague of the opposite sex, and a fine of 50 is fined for each sentence.
…
To the point of getting angry just looking at the words.
Shang Jing was amazed and enlightened, and he obediently deleted the pediatric operation plan he thought of and replaced it with a volcanic eruption-level one.
Continuously recorded 20 reference cases for refinement, arranged in order from light to heavy, step by step, and practice as needed.
Shang Jing felt that his vision had been greatly broadened, and in the end, he made a few conclusions.
Composition is an art that never stops until it reaches its goal.
An excellent actor never sacrifices himself, only torments others.
Confronting He Jiang in the rain with gauze on his head like he did before is a bad idea.
He Jiang, just wait.
Outside the door, He Jiang, who was pondering over the script at the coffee table, suddenly twitched her left eyelid.
From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the closed guest room door, lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.
The light on the phone flickered and a message came in.
[Yang Yue: Rest today? Come out for a drink. ]
He Jiang picked up the phone, replied with "OK", put the script back in the study, and drove out.
Yang Yue is a popular singer with a good voice, and the patriarch enjoys the meal. I opened a bar, which is usually closed at noon, but it has become a good place for my brothers to get together.
Yang Yue is a singer, so he can't drink often, but he likes to collect all kinds of wine. When he saves a lot, he calls his good brothers to taste it.
"So easy to agree to come out today?" Yang Yue winked while opening a bottle of red wine, "I heard that there is a goblin living in your house, why don't you stay with me?"
He Jiang glanced at him lightly: "Then you are still so ignorant?"
Yang Yue sat across from He Jiang, with a gossip on his face: "Then I'm curious, I will definitely not tell you when I ask you on WeChat."
Just try to make an appointment, but I will come out as soon as I make an appointment.
Yang Yue's older sister is the regional agent of a luxury men's clothing brand, and Lin Lin ordered clothes from her last night. Yang Yue happened to be having dinner with his sister, and he overheard him.
The size is not He Jiang's, but it has to be delivered to He Jiang's home. This is a big problem, okay
He Jiang: "Take it away, you are more gossip than Yu Ji."
"Who the hell is it?" Yang Yue asked anxiously. It is rare for an iron tree to bloom once in a thousand years. What kind of fairy is He Jiang's partner
"Is it Shangjing?"
The door of the box was pushed open, and another person walked in. He was wearing a smoke-gray suit with a Zhongshan style, and a pair of rimless glasses.
Cen Feinuo took off his coat and sat down, folded the cuffs of his white shirt, revealing a muscular forearm, which contained strength that should not be underestimated.
He Jiang took a sip of the red wine and nodded without any other choice.
Yang Yue exaggeratedly raised a bottle of red wine and interviewed Cen Feinuo: "Who is Shang Jing? Why do you know!"
Cen Feinuo peeled off a mint, "His ex-boyfriend."
"Ex-boyfriend... ah." Yang Yue slammed his mouth down, almost biting the meat on the inside of his tongue, "No? When did He Jiang fall in love? What is an ex-boyfriend? Why do you know it's an ex-boyfriend again!"
Cen Feinuo only answered his last question: "Look at his expression, I guess."
Yang Yue put down the wine bottle in grief and indignation, really wanted to smash the bottle over, smash open any boring gourd, and talk about it.
It's obviously a story of three people, but he doesn't have a name, so he's not a brother who debuted together!
He Jiang said briefly: "We talked about it three years ago. He has been in the United States, and we broke up before we could talk about it."
From He Jiang's plain and straightforward tone, Yang Yue could smell a hint of "He Jiang was the one who got dumped".
He blurted out: "Long-distance relationship, is he ready to turn back?"
He Jiang gave him a fixed look: "Shut up."
Lin Lin called to explain tomorrow's work arrangement, and He Jiang got up to answer the phone outside.
Yang Yue immediately sat next to Cen Feinuo, "Hurry up, while he's not around, talk more, tell me everything you know."
Cen Feinuo: "No comment."
Yang Yue cursed immediately: "You two will drink at your own expense in the future."
Yang Yue pondered for two minutes, then embraced Cen Feinuo's shoulders without getting discouraged, determined to pull him into the gossip team: "Let's analyze it, the ex-boyfriend returned to China, He Jiang placed him at home, but he himself Hiding out to drink, what is this? Are you hesitating to eat or not, or is the other party not letting you eat?"
Cen Feno: "I don't know."
Yang Yue: "You are so annoying."
After He Jiang finished listening to the phone, he just heard Yang Yue's speculation, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
It could be because of something, but it's not because he's afraid that the business scene will be uncomfortable.
He Jiang, you are still a fucking lover.
Shang Jing drew up a detailed plan, He Jiang was no longer at home, there was one car missing in the garage, and there was an extra aunt cooking in the kitchen.
Auntie brings her own ingredients, fresh shrimp, fish, crab and beef are all over the marble countertops in the kitchen, and a big bone broth has been stewed.
An hour later, there are five dishes and one soup on the table, complete in color, fragrance and nutrition.
Shang Jing sat on the chair and asked happily, "Auntie, when will He Jiang come back?"
Where are you going, I want to have dinner right away!
The aunt waved her hand: "I don't know about the master's family, but what I cook today is a meal for one person."
Shang Jing's smile subsided, and he asked in distaste, "Five dishes and one soup, is this called one serving?"
Auntie: "Of course, the dishes don't count, I only steamed rice for one person."
Shang Jing picked up the chopsticks slowly, it was good, he didn't have to wait for He Jiang to eat, he would be happier eating alone.
After a while, Shang Jing whispered, "Auntie, can you have dinner with me?"
The aunt had waited for Shang Jing to clean up the dishes and take out the trash before her task was completed, but when she heard Shang Jing's words, she hurriedly said, "No, no."
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Shang Jing pulled back his chair: "I can't finish it all by myself, half of the rice for you is more than enough, don't waste it, are you afraid of being discovered by He Jiang? I won't tell him."
The hospitality was hard to come by, so Auntie had to sit down and have lunch with Shang Jing.
"Auntie, your cooking skills are really good." While eating, Shang Jing thought, He Jiang directly found a five-star chef for him to learn from, isn't this a difficult task
If you can't do it, let it go with the wind.
In the afternoon, Shang Jing searched for suitable part-time jobs nearby on his mobile phone. He lost his memory and was not very familiar with the city. After looking at the street view map for a long time, he decided to go shopping outside tomorrow to experience it for himself.
Ashamed to say, Shang Jing couldn't even remember what major he studied in college, and he didn't have any information around him to remind him.
However, there is no rush for work, and a formal company may not be willing to recruit an employee with amnesia and instability. He still got He Jiang's marital property first, healed his brain, and everything will be fine.
After doing homework all afternoon, Shang Jing's head was a little dizzy, and he fell asleep lying on the table.
It was night when I woke up, and my aunt who was a good cook brought the ingredients to cook again.
It is still very rich, and it is still a serving for one person.
Shang Jing wondered where He Jiang had gone, and accidentally overwhelmed himself, so he simply sat cross-legged on the sofa, waiting for He Jiang to come back.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Shang Jing's head clicked, and he didn't watch what was playing on TV at all, and fell asleep out of boredom.
There was a sound from the entrance, Shang Jing's eyes widened suddenly, he sat up straight, and looked at the entrance.
The moment the door opened and closed brought a gust of wind, Shang Jing sniffed his nose and smelled a faint smell of alcohol.
Alright, leave the injured wife alone at home and run out to have fun.
Do not keep male virtues!
Seeing his business scene on the sofa, He Jiang was stunned for a moment, thinking for a moment that he saw a puppy waiting for its owner to return late.
As soon as I drank, the hallucinations came out.
He Jiang blinked, and looked over again, Shang Jing looked dissatisfied, picking his nose and eyes.
That's normal.
Shang Jing: "Have you been drinking?"
He Jiang: "Well, I'm going to take a bath."
Seeing He Jiang disappear at the door of the room, Shang Jing frowned slightly, suddenly not knowing why he was waiting for He Jiang.
Take a chance
But He Jiang went in.
This look of rushing to take a shower without saying a word, is it because he is afraid that he will smell other women's perfume
Is it really just drinking with friends? The big Vanity Fair in the entertainment industry is very chaotic.
Looking at the phone, Shang Jing suddenly raised his eyebrows. He shouldn't be waiting at home stupidly, he should call and check the post, and ask He Jiang to make a video to clarify himself!
It turns out that I have unknowingly grown into a standard fine look!
Shang Jing felt gratified.
He jumped up, and when there was only a crack left in the door of He Jiang's room, he blatantly pushed open.
In the room, He Jiangguang was bare-chested, with his fingers pressed on the belt buckle, and was about to untie it, when he bumped into someone from behind and almost rolled onto the bed with him.
Taking advantage of the force of the collision, Shang Jing hugged He Jiang, and smelled He Jiang's body vigorously.
Doesn't smell like everyone else's perfume.
This makes it difficult for him to attack.
Shang Jing: "How many people did you drink with today?"
He Jiang said with a hoarse voice, "The two of them."
Shang Jing glanced at He Jiang's thin waist, his earlobe was red, he didn't dare to look again, lowered his eyes, and lowered his voice: "I've been waiting for you for so long, and you didn't even tell me when you drank? "
He Jiang took a deep breath "..." Can this little thing stop being so capricious
Shang Jing: "Is it really just drinking?"
He Jiang: "Yes."
Shang Jing: "I don't believe it, you give me the phone numbers of the other two, and I'll ask, otherwise I won't be able to sleep tonight."
He Jiang's eyes were dark: "Do you know that I've been drinking?"
He doesn't have much self-control right now.
Shang Jing thought, nonsense, "I know, call me quickly."
He Jiang was so angry that she gritted her teeth and dared to threaten him with "can't sleep"! Thinking of Shang Jing's insomnia, if he suffers from insomnia, he won't have to sleep tonight, so he closed his eyes and turned on his phone, "You call."
He took the bathrobe, went into the shower, and stayed with Shang Jing again. He didn't guarantee that he wouldn't take advantage of others.
Seeing that he was so straightforward, Shang Jing opened He Jiang's address book, but didn't know who to call.
Big gauze head, big question mark.
Apparently, He Jiang thought he knew who to call, which meant that the three of them were a fixed group of friends.
You can't show your stuff.
Shang Jing studied the phone for a while, and dialed the second one in the recent calls.
The time was about the same as when He Jiang went out, so he was probably asked to go out.
"Hi, hello." Shang Jing said politely, "Did you drink with He Jiang today?"
There was no talking for a while, and after a while, he said, "Yes, are you his partner?"
The voice is easy-going with a bit of majesty unique to middle-aged people.
Shang Jing hesitated and hummed.
…
He Jiang didn't take a safe bath at all this time. When the water was turned off, he seemed to hear Shang Jing's tone not like he was checking the post, but as if he was being tricked by someone.
He quickly put on a bath towel, pushed open the door, saw Shang Jing sitting upright, and snatched his cell phone to take a look.
his dad.