Jiaren Tong thought, to someone as smart as him, everything seemed to be just repeating what he already knew. She was jealous, so when she knew that Zhou Wenchuan was kidnapped, she didn't stop her, or even warn her. She remembered that every time Zhou Wenchuan mentioned this incident, she would laugh at herself: "My good wife, I really believed in you at the time, because you would be jealous of her."
"Sorry, lady," he looked at his watch, "I'm leaving."
It takes fifteen minutes to get there by car from here to Shiyi, and ten minutes have been spent on the conversation just now.
She smiled reluctantly: "I should say sorry."
Knowing his punctuality, she didn't dare to say anything, she opened the door and got out of the car.
Uncle Lin was also looking at his watch. After seeing Tong Jiaren getting off the car, he nodded and asked, "Does the second youngest need to arrange a car to pick you up?"
"No, a car will pick me up soon."
Uncle Lin nodded again, and after getting in the car, he drove out of the garage soon.
She stood on the side of the road, completely unable to see the person in the car window, but could easily draw a sitting figure in her mind.
The arc of his back, the position of his arms, and the expression of speaking to Uncle Lin.
She used to ride in a car with him when she was a few years old, until she was a teenager, she graduated from university, and before the wedding, she was the only girl who had ever sat in a car with him. Even now, she is still not accustomed to the feeling of Zhou Wenchuan sitting next to her, too impetuous, no matter how concealed, Zhou Wenchuan's heart is impetuous because of desire.
Unlike him, it is impossible to be like him.
When I arrived home at night, it was almost nine o'clock.
Both of them have not eaten yet, so they should tie up their hair casually, take the veal steak out of the refrigerator, and prepare to fry the steak for him, and then fry some potatoes or something. When she washed her hands and started cutting potato chips, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Someone was tapping the door lightly, sounding eager, but not heavy.
It's just a child.
Sure enough, there was a little girl's voice calling her name immediately.
"Open the door for me, it's the neighbor next door."
Zhou Shengchen replied and went to open the door.
There was a girl who looked thirteen or fourteen years old, holding a guqin, standing outside the door.
She was stupid when she saw Zhou Shengchen, and Zhou Shengchen was a little speechless when she saw her.
"Sister Shiyi... Have you moved?"
"No," he said, bending over slightly, "she's cooking."
Shi Yi quickly cut the potatoes, wiped his hands and came out. He walked around from behind Zhou Shengchen and twisted the girl's face: "Is it a new string? Come..." film.
Shi Yi had a flower in front of him, but before he could react, he was suddenly beaten and hugged by Zhou Shengchen.
Just one step away, the dog pounced on him.
The dog barked desperately and kept jumping up, really wanting to bite her.
She was stupid.
The girl was also stupid, and soon whispered: "Kaka, go home."
After repeated rants, the dog finally reluctantly wagged his tail and returned to his home. The girl was embarrassed and ran back, closed her door, and said, "Kaka is so stupid, she admits her birth."
Zhou Shengchen had lingering fears, put her down carefully.
She didn't care about this episode. Since kittens and dogs have liked her, Shi Yi has long been used to it.
She put the guqin on the table and tried the sound.
This little girl likes Shiyi very much. Every time she changes her guqin to a new string, she must use it for her audition. Shi Yi was also happy to play with her, intermittently, playing a tune she was familiar with.
She doesn't play the piano often, has no nails, and has some flaws in her voice.
But the flaws do not hide the advantages.
The little girl couldn't tell how she played, but Zhou Shengchen could understand it.
In front of the twelve gates melted cold light, and the twenty-three silks moved the purple emperor.
He thought of this poem.
Although the poem said Huanghou, but the guqin in front of her.
Shiyi was having fun and completely forgot about him.
"The string changed this time is a bit softer," she finally told the little girl, "it's better the last time."
"I also think so," although the girl is young, she is very serious about the piano, "I'll change it tomorrow."
She sneered: "Little prodigal, what you are used to, remember the brand and don't change it."
After 20 minutes of tossing like this, she was really hungry.
Sent away the little neighbor, and immediately got into the kitchen.
The scent of steak soon filled the room. She could see him standing at the door of the kitchen and asked casually: "How much do you like to eat? Come on, say it, it's almost 50% now."
"Just five mature."
Turn off the fire at times.
He handed her a plate, and she picked the beef out and poured the sauce.