After Song Ci played for a while, Jiang Xingzhou confiscated her computer and asked her to eat quickly.
"Oh, okay." Song Ci pouted, picked up a dumpling and put it in her mouth, while turning her head to face Jiang Xingzhou and chewing, as if to tell him that she was eating.
Jiang Xingzhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and asked, "Do you really like it that much?"
"Yeah!" Song Ci had a dumpling in her mouth, her words were unclear, but her nodding was very powerful.
"No matter how much you like it, you have to finish your meal before you can continue playing," Jiang Xingzhou said helplessly, "If you behave well, I'll do something else for you."
"Really?" Song Ci's eyes suddenly lit up.
"certainly."
Song Ci quickly swallowed the dumpling in her mouth and asked hastily: "What else can you do?"
Jiang Xingzhou looked at her, smiled mysteriously, and then said: "I won't tell you."
"Ah, Jiang Jiang~"
"It's no use acting like a spoiled brat. Come on and eat."
Song Ci remembered what he had just said and immediately went to eat dumplings again.
"Then I'll eat, don't forget to cook for me."
Jiang Xingzhou chuckled and didn't say whether to do it or not.
After breakfast, Song Ci took the initiative to wash the dishes.
Jiang Xingzhou couldn't persuade her, so he had to sit there and work.
When Song Ci came back, she found that she was not doing it and immediately pouted.
Jiang Xingzhou grabbed her and held her in his arms: "That's all I know. If I do everything for you today, what if you don't feel interested in me anymore?"
"No!" Song Ci excitedly raised her hand and swore, "I will never lose interest in you. Jiang Jiang is new every day."
Jiang Xingzhou snorted lightly, not being fooled: "Who knows if you are saying sweet words just to get me to do it for you, anyway, I don't believe it. Besides, you are the author, so sweet words are a piece of cake. If you want me to believe you, you have to express it with actions later. Only when I feel it will I do other things for you."
"Okay!" Song Ci agreed quickly.
Just as they were about to say something else, both of their cell phones vibrated at the same time.
Jiang Xingzhou took out his mobile phone and found that it was a message from the WeChat group.
Song Ci had pulled her parents into the previous group, and Jiang Xingzhou had also pulled his father into it, and he conveniently changed the group into a loving family.
I saw Ms. Lin sending a red envelope in the group chat of the loving family.
Jiang Xingzhou: “?”
Jiang Xingzhou opened the red envelope instantly.
When the sound of his phone receiving the red envelope rang, Song Ci's phone also rang.
"How much do you have?"
He didn't even want to look at his own, and leaned over to look at Song Ci's red envelope.
"Two hundred." Song Ci showed the phone interface. "What about you?"
Jiang Xingzhou took a look at the amount of his red envelope and suddenly didn't want to talk anymore.
"20.02."
Song Ci endured the news and praised: "Symmetrical."
In the end, he couldn't help laughing and lay on Jiang Xingzhou.
It seems that Ms. Lin sent this red envelope just to test whether they were awake.
After seeing that they received the red envelopes, I asked them if they had eaten.
Xingyunzaizhou: I’ve eaten. What’s the matter, mom
Xingyunzaizhou: Happy New Year.
Wood Wafer: Happy New Year.jpg
Ms. Lin then got to the point and talked about the distribution of their visits to relatives during the New Year in the group.
On the second day of the New Year, Jiang Xingzhou and Song Ci went to her grandmother's house together. On the fourth day, Song Ci and Jiang Xingzhou went to his grandmother's house together. The rest of the time, the two of them were free to go wherever they wanted as long as they didn't cause trouble.
…
Both were called back to their respective homes.
Jiang Xingzhou was walking around the house, feeling a little excited.
"Mom, what do you think I'll do when I go? Oh, by the way, what gift should I bring?"
"Stop it," Ms. Lin said, speechless about his behavior, "You are just like your dad."
Jiang Guangyou: “?”
Can you be implicated just by sitting and watching the news
"Huh? My dad used to be like this?"
Ms. Lin: "Well, ask your father. He was so scared that his legs were shaking."
"Don't talk nonsense. It was you who was so scared that you came to my doorstep and wanted to go back."
Ms. Lin: “?”
"At that time..."
The two began to reminisce and expose each other's past, with Jiang Xingzhou fanning the flames.
"Mom, was my dad really like that? So cowardly?"
"Dad, are you telling the truth? My mom had this side of her?"
The two were angry and neither of them paid attention to what Jiang Xingzhou did. They were both happy that someone agreed with them, so they tried even harder to bring up the other's embarrassing moments in the past.
Jiang Xingzhou enjoyed the fun and ate enough fruits and vegetables, then he ran away from the battlefield before the two men could react.
The next day arrived quickly and Jiang Xingzhou got up early.
Ms. Lin had already prepared the gift. After breakfast, Jiang Guangyou took him to Song Ci's house.
When Song Ci's mother saw the gifts, she immediately refused: "Look at this, you take it back and bring it with you when Ci Ci goes with you. I have prepared everything here. It's not troublesome to go back and forth. Listen to Xingzhou and ask your dad to take these things back."
Jiang Xingzhou looked at his father in embarrassment: "Mom, look at what I brought back."
Song Ci widened her eyes, looked at her parents nervously, and then glanced at Jiang Xingzhou's father carefully.
She found that no one seemed to notice Jiang Xingzhou's address, or perhaps they had already agreed with it.
She swallowed nervously. If that was the case, would she have to call Jiang Xingzhou's parents "Mom and Dad" when she went with Jiang Xingzhou
Song Ci looked at Jiang Guangyou cautiously again, but was seen by Jiang Xingzhou, and was immediately embarrassed.
Jiang Xingzhou smiled at her, then interrupted to end the excuse. He left Jiang Xingzhou behind and took the gift back with him.
hiss-
Jiang Xingzhou felt that his father's idea was wrong.
Forget it, everyone has left.
After the car drove away, Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief and came over to hold Jiang Xingzhou.
"Xingzhou," her mother said, "Go back and tell your mother not to trouble her. When Cici goes with you the day after tomorrow, I won't hesitate to bring anything, okay?"
"Of course I can, I'll tell my mom right now," he asked, "So when are we leaving, Mom?"
"You'll have to ask your dad about that," Yang Xiuli felt relieved when he called her "Mom" over and over again. "He's the one who has the most to do every year. He's always polishing shoes and doing hair. He's not usually this vain."
Song Ci's father waved his sleeves, feeling extremely embarrassed. He took two quick steps and ran away angrily.
"Hahahahaha," Jiang Xingzhou followed up with laughter, "Mom, don't say that about my dad. He dresses up to give you face."
"You're just sweet-talking."
Yang Xiuli looked at Song Ci who was holding Jiang Xingzhou's arm and was immediately disappointed with him. She asked, "Why are you grinning like an idiot? You little girl..."
Jiang Xingzhou also looked down and found that the smile on Song Ci's face was indeed a bit silly, and he immediately laughed.
He gently tickled Song Ci's armpit, lowered his head and asked in a gentle voice: "Mom is asking you, what are you thinking about?"
Song Ci smiled and dodged, glaring at him.
"I was wondering, how come you can call it so smoothly?"
"Hey, little girl, you two are going to get married soon, so what's wrong with Xingzhou calling me mom?"
"mom-"
“Hey~”
Song Ci: “.”
Grandma Song Ci lived in her hometown in the countryside and did not move to the city with her uncle. Therefore, every Chinese New Year, her uncle would go back to her hometown to celebrate the New Year, and all the relatives would also go back to their hometown.
They didn't set off that late, they left Song Ci's house at nine in the morning.
Jiang Xingzhou and Song Ci sat in the back row. Because their parents were in the front, they didn't dare to do anything extra and could only hold hands secretly.
The two of them had just held hands trembling with fear and were about to look at each other knowingly when Yang Xiuli turned around.
"Hey, boat trip."
As soon as she started to say this, the young couple immediately let go of each other as if they had been electrocuted and pulled their hands back.
"Hey, Mom, what's wrong?" Jiang Xingzhou responded to Yang Xiuli with a smile despite cold sweat.
"I want to tell you that we have a long way to go this time. It will take more than two hours even without traffic jams. If you are sleepy, why don't you take a nap first?"
"Mom, I know."
Yang Xiuli looked at Song Ci again, a little confused: "Huh?"
"What's wrong?"
Song Ci tried her best not to be timid and met her mother's eyes.
"You're not sleeping today?"
Song Dynasty Porcelain: “…”
I forgot, every time she had such a long journey, she would sleep as soon as she got in the car.
But Jiang Xingzhou is here today!
What is her mother thinking!
"I... am not sleepy yet." She made up an excuse and prayed in her heart that Yang Xiuli would turn around and go back quickly.
"Oh, if you feel sleepy later, you two can take a nap first. There is a small blanket in the back, do you see it?"
Song Ci turned her head and found that there was indeed a small blanket on her head.
"I know, Mom, just watch the road."
"Hey, kid, why should I watch the road when your dad is driving."
"… "
Yang Xiuli finally turned around and went back.
Song Ci heaved a sigh of relief and quietly looked at Jiang Xingzhou beside her. Unexpectedly, Jiang Xingzhou became bolder and looked at her with a smile.
Her face turned red, but she couldn't say anything to him in the car, so she could only glare at him.
Jiang Xingzhou raised his hand and grabbed her hand which was still tucked in her sleeve.
Song Ci was immediately frightened and hurried to look at his parents in front of him. He found that they were talking about something interesting and then he felt relieved.
She used her eyes to signal Jiang Xingzhou's bold behavior, her eyes full of reproach.
Jiang Xingzhou shamelessly touched her little hand, then rubbed towards her with a smile and got closer to her.
Song Ci wanted to dodge immediately, but the next second, Jiang Xingzhou's eyes suddenly moved closer to her and asked softly, "Are you sleepy?"
Song Ci: “???”
Yang Xiuli turned her head to take a look, then immediately turned back: "If you feel sleepy, just go to sleep. You don't need to be taught to sleep, right?"
Song Dynasty Porcelain: “…”
"… hold head high."
"Then go to sleep."
Jiang Xingzhou naturally bent Song Ci's head and let her fall on his shoulder, and then he leaned behind her.
Song Ci's heart was pounding.
Jiang Xingzhou is too bold.
Her parents are still in front.
Ahhhh!
Jiang Xingzhou stretched out his right hand to help her with her hair, and then put his right hand on his left hand that was holding her right hand.
In this way, Song Ci's right hand was surrounded by Jiang Xingzhou's two hands, and he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.
She could only grab Jiang Xingzhou's palm with her backhand and scratch it a few times to express her dissatisfaction.
Jiang Xingzhou held her hand tightly, causing her hand to hurt so much that she felt her blood circulation was cut off, and only then did he let go.
Song Ci pouted, took note of it silently, and decided to talk about Jiang Xingzhou when her parents were not around.
It’s really too bad!
This sleeping posture made the two people's heads gradually feel dizzy in the high-speed driving vehicle.
Slowly, slowly, my breathing gradually calmed down.
The two of them slept soundly in the car, and no one covered themselves with a blanket. Fortunately, the air conditioner in the car was on, so the two children were not cold. Yang Xiuli turned around and looked at them deeply for a while.
Time passes fastest when you are sleeping.
When the two woke up, it was already past ten o'clock.
Jiang Xingzhou asked naturally: "Mom, where are we?"
"We've already left the county town. Just walk a little further down to the town and you'll reach your grandma's house."
"That's going to be soon..."
"Yeah, about half an hour..."
Jiang Xingzhou and Yang Xiuli started chatting. Yang Xiuli taught Jiang Xingzhou many things, which helped him to gain a foothold in the local area.
Song Ci shared this matter on Weibo out of boredom, and then went to his own book club to peek at the group's messages.
Soon, the car stopped.
Jiang Xingzhou opened the door and got out of the car, Song Ci followed him out. The two people's behavior seemed to be opposite. Song Ci was so reserved that it seemed like this was Jiang Xingzhou's grandmother's house.
Jiang Xingzhou followed behind Song Ci's parents with ease. When someone introduced them, Jiang Xingzhou would call out to them obediently. However, Song Ci, the biological child, followed Jiang Xingzhou and called them by their name.
After going to college, she rarely came to her grandmother's house. Except for some special days and winter and summer vacations, she basically never came. In addition, she did not go home this summer vacation, so naturally she did not come here. It was inevitable that she felt a little strange.
What's more, Jiang Xingzhou is here with us today.
After not seeing her for a year, she has already fallen in love and got married. She and Jiang Xingzhou will inevitably be the main subjects of questioning, definitely at the dinner table.
Fortunately, she had informed her parents in advance and asked them to help her prevent the conversation from continuing.
Yang Xiuli originally introduced Jiang Xingzhou to make it easier for him to call people, and Song Ci also took advantage of it. This year, he was able to call out the names of every relative without any obstacles.
She felt that this was something that could go down in history.
Jiang Xingzhou was finally released after being talked around by Song Ci's uncles. He then took the initiative to go over there and build relationships with Song Ci's cousins, acting like a real socialite.
Song Ci watched silently and thought to herself that she had worried about him in vain.
After a round of socializing, Jiang Xingzhou finally took a breath and returned to Song Ci.
Song Ci went to pour him a cup of hot water. The couple ran to the door, away from the crowd, each holding a cup of hot water and looking into the distance.
Jiang Xingzhou said, "Song Song, there aren't many kids younger than you here. I just went to see your youngest cousin, who is also a freshman."
Song Dynasty Porcelain: “…”
After talking for a while, I even found out what grade the person was in.
She really was worrying too much.
"No one in my generation is much younger than me, but the next generation is much younger, and the oldest is just in junior high school."
"… We are at the age where our umbrellas need to be torn apart." Jiang Xingzhou took a sip of water and sighed.
Song Ci: “?”
Your idea is dangerous.