Salad Days

Chapter 58

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In addition to talking to Qin Wanjun, Jiang Shen also showed him the video of his competition in Lausanne. To be honest, although Qin Wanjun is a famous lady, she rarely comes into contact with such things. She is actually very vulgar in her bones. , banknotes, houses, jewelry, and brand-name goods, and he likes to be a special nouveau riche, but when Bai Jinyi wanted to fight at the beginning, as a mother, she also disagreed.

"The parents have suffered, and I don't want the younger generation to suffer again." Qin Wanjun took a bite of the apple that Bai Jinyi handed over, "I really didn't understand when he said he liked boxing when he was young. Those who are beaten, might as well learn some art to cultivate their sentiments."

Sitting beside him, Bai Jin frowned and said coldly, "That's really embarrassing."

Qin Wanjun chuckled: "Now you know how embarrassed you are?"

As soon as Bai Jin didn't speak, Jiang Shen thought that Qin Wanjun was going to say something big, but the beautiful lady didn't follow the routine at all, so she simply said two words: "It's late!"

Jiang Shen: "..."

Qin Wanjun was triumphant: "When I was a child, I was reluctant to beat you up, but now it's good, people beat you up for me."

After watching Jiang Shen's ballet dance, Qin Wanjun wants to watch Su Fang's usual recording of Bai Jinyi's boxing match. Before that, he said "beat up his son". I always gasp in distress, and after watching it for a while, I can't help but sniff my nose and secretly wipe away my tears.

Bai Jinyi finally turned off the video: "Don't watch it."

Qin Wanjun glared at him with red eyes, and said stiffly, "I'll wait until you leave."

Bai Jinyi couldn't help laughing: "When I start playing professionally, you come to the scene to watch and sit with Little Swan, the nearest seat."

Qin Wanjun did not refuse this time, but stretched out his hand and punched his son's strong arm.

Because the nanny was away, Jiang Shen and Bai Jinyi's room was arranged by Qin Wanjun himself. Bai Jinyi went to take a bath first, and Qin Wanjun also prepared a set of Jiang Shen's underwear.

"This will be your own home from now on." Qin Wanjun really likes Bai Er, and he takes this chicken with him everywhere, and the chicken follows him when he enters the room.

Jiang Shen was still a little restrained when facing her, always felt that the relationship was too easy to confess, and felt guilty.

Qin Wanjun was like a bright mirror, and said in a self-deprecating tone: "I didn't understand it before, and I did prevent Bai Jin from punching me, but after thinking about it again, he figured it out, so what am I still struggling with?"

Qin Wanjun tilted her head, she looked at Jiang Shen, her eyes were like broken stars: "He is my son, but he is more himself, what he insists on, what he likes is his, I have no right to take it away, even if I'm his mother." She finally took Jiang Shen's hand and said softly, "And you too."

As soon as Bai Jin went to bed, he saw that Jiang Shen was buried under the quilt, only a handful of hair curled around the edge of the pillow.

He lifted the quilt a little.

Jiang Shen didn't fall asleep, his eyes were bright, and he looked up at Bai Jinyi.

"Is it cold?" Bai Jin asked him.

Jiang Shen shook his head, he crawled out, and kissed Bai Jinyi's lips forcefully.

Bai Jin raised his eyebrows, hugged him and asked, "What did my mother tell you?"

Jiang Shen put his arms around his neck and muttered, "I didn't say anything..."

Bai Jinyi naturally didn't believe him, but he didn't force the other party to tell him. It seems that it shouldn't be a bad thing.

"Tomorrow we will go back to the countryside." Bai Jinyi said suddenly.

Jiang Shen: "Don't you stay at home for a few more days?"

"No." I don't know if he was joking or serious, but Bai Jinyi said with a very serious expression, "It's spring, it's time to plant rice seedlings."

Jiang Shen: "..."

In this era of automation, people don't need to do the transplanting and planting for a long time, but in order to let the second generation of Bai experience it, Chen Maoxiu's family actually split a small field for them to play with.

After graduating, Shen Shubao joined the General Motors Factory of the city's park branch, specializing in gearboxes and engines. Because he spent most of his time on the lathe, he often commuted to and from get off work in jumpsuits. Watching them planting rice on the edge of the field ridge.

Jiang Shen also didn't go down to the ground, pointing at Bai Jin to insert here and there.

Chen Maoxiu had to help out with the family's farmhouse business before he could take a rest. Qing Lingzi would start school and go back to school in a few days after the new year. When he was homesick every day, he watched Gou Mao take pictures of them playing together to relieve boredom. Right now As soon as Bai Jin was planting rice seedlings, Chen Maoxiu took pictures of him.

"It's not good for us to do this." Shen Shubao said so, but his feet didn't move at all, "The second generation of Guangbai works alone, and we just watch like this?"

Gou Mao: "That's because you guys are idle, and I'm busy too."

Shen Shubao scolded him: "You are so busy!"

As soon as Bai Jin walked out of the mud, his squeamishness from the past few years was much restrained. Although he couldn't help curling his lips in disgust when he saw the mud on his shoes, he didn't complain anymore, Jiang Shen Take the water pipe near the head of the field and rinse it off for him.

"Wash your hands." Jiang Shen said.

Bai Jinyi then bent down, Jiang Shen held the water pipe higher, and when he raised his head, the other party stole a kiss.

"..." Jiang Shen glanced at Gou Mao and Shu Bao not far away.

Bai Jin smiled in a low voice: "I didn't find it, the water pipe is blocked."

Jiang Shen's face was a little red, and he squeezed the spout of the water pipe to nourish him with water.

Bai Jin didn't hide at all, and all the dripping water rubbed against the neckline of Jiang Shen's clothes. He picked up his wet bangs and pulled Jiang Shen up: "Let's go."

Bai Jinyi planted most of the seedlings in the field, and they were all green. Bai Jinyi pulled Jiang Shen and walked slowly from one end of the field ridge. I won't be familiar with it tomorrow!"

Jiang Shen responded to him: "Let's grow strawberries tomorrow!"

Gou Mao yelled: "What kind of strawberries! Go to the dairy tomorrow! Squeeze the milk!"

Since learning dance with Shen Junyi, Jiang Shen really hasn't had such a carefree vacation for a long time, but after playing, he has developed a habit of doing stretching exercises sooner or later, but Bai Jinyi started again. It was a fairy day when I stayed in bed during the day and got up very angry.

Sleeping until noon, after dinner, the driver of Bai's family brought Bai Er over. The first time the Fugui chicken went to the countryside, it was so frightened that the chicken's courage was broken. It hissed all the way, and the chicken's voice was hoarse when it entered the yard. .

The meeting between Tony and Bai Er's "father and son" is not very emotional. In addition, Tony's native country chicken has a strong body and a savage personality. His multicolored tail is soaring into the sky, and his corns are coldly looking at the fat, round and oily little Bai. Two, Bai Er's chicken neck was replaced with a donkey brand veil today, shivering and hiding at the door of the chicken coop.

"Come here, Bai Er." Jiang Shen squatted at the door to coax it, "Don't be afraid."

In fact, Bai Er has a good personality, but he is a bit noisy, and I don't know how to develop the habit of crowing while running. When he rushed over, he looked like a large version of a screaming chicken.

Before Jiang Shen could catch it, Tony blocked the way and killed it. Its tail was too fluffy, and it slammed onto Jiang Shen's face.

Jiang Shen: "..."

Bai Er was so frightened that his ass ran out, the soles of his feet slipped, and the chicken breast first fell to the ground and ate shit. Tony paced up and pecked at its donkey handkerchief, and Bai Er screamed like he was killing a chicken.

"That's Bai Er's." Jiang Shen went to pull Tony's tail, "You can't steal things from others!"

Bai Jinyi probably couldn't get enough of the noise, so he came out with his job bowl in his face and stood under the wall with a stinky face, and said coldly, "Give it to Tony, I can't even protect my own things, useless."

Bai Er relied on the super-standard chicken to hold down his precious handkerchief from being snatched by Tony. The city was clean, white, and fat a second ago. The aura of wealth and nobility is gone. The chicken comb is dirty, and the chicken wings have fallen off. A few hairs.

Jiang Shen couldn't stand it anymore, he went into the room and took the embroidered handkerchief that Fang Tang Lingling didn't use, turned around and tied it around Tony's neck.

"Okay, you have it too." Jiang Shen tied it up, "Don't grab Baier's."

Tony looked down at his chicken's neck, pecked it twice, seemed quite satisfied, and gave a high-pitched "cuckoo" to Bai Er, flapping his wings and flying up to the wall to bask in the sun.

Bai Erji was in a state of confusion, looked at his donkey handkerchief, then at the handkerchief around Tony's neck, and finally stood up tremblingly.

Jiang Shen wiped the chicken feathers and comb for it, and pushed it into the chicken coop: "Go to sleep."

Bai Er walked a few steps, then backed away, craned his neck and looked enviously at Tony on the top of the wall.

Bai Jin didn't eat a single meal, and started to laugh at his chicken very naively: "You can't fly up, you fat chicken."

Jiang Shen held back his laughter, but he didn't care about Bai Jinyi's boring behavior of bullying the chicken. He went into the house to turn on the computer, and searched the Internet for the match situation in Vienna.

Once Bai Jin had had enough fun, most of his anger subsided when he got up, and he followed Jiang Shen's room, only to see that the other party was facing the computer with a serious face.

"What's wrong?" He asked, resting his chin on Jiang Shen's head.

Jiang Shen sighed, hesitated for a while, and then said with some uncertainty: "Brother seems to have lost the game."