Jiang Kuo's learning ability was not reflected at all in peeling oranges, peeling a piece of land.
"It's just like peeling an orange raw," Duan Feifei was speechless, "Have you ever peeled an orange?"
"Peel less," Jiang Kuo said, "I don't like eating fruit very much, unless Aunt Liu has peeled it and put it at my hand, I'll make do with a few bites."
"You're tired now." Duan Feifei opened his mouth.
Jiang Kuo stuffed half an orange into his mouth: "It's okay, just don't let me peel the apples for you."
Duan Feifei sighed.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Kuo glanced at him.
"I remember peeling oranges for Duan Ling when I was a child, and they always peeled them one by one and put them in the bowl," Duan Feifei said as he ate, "Then sprinkle some sugar, and she will eat it."
"Do you think it's a little too wonderful," Jiang Kuo snorted, "Are you Duan Ling or I'm you, and find a bowl for you to sprinkle with white sugar?"
Duan Feifei laughed: "I'm just recalling."
"Duan Ling is quite enjoyable." Jiang Kuo said, "Aunt Liu has never done it to me like this."
"Baby girl," Duan Feifei said, "I've been used to it since I was a child, so I have a great temper."
"Does this count as being angry?" Jiang Kuo asked, "I am only a cousin, my uncle's child, my father is an only son, and I have no other brothers and sisters. If my cousin dares to push me like this, I will smoke. he."
"It doesn't matter, you don't treat me as an outsider, that's why my brother calls me like this," Duan Feifei said, "My uncles and aunts are all, I'm not used to being beaten and scolded, just like my own child."
"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded, "I understand what this means, but I feel that you still care about it. While knowing that this is really good for you, you still feel that you are under the fence."
"Can you not care," Duan Feifei said, "It was fine when my grandma lived. After all, she was the only one with me, and she didn't feel the guilt of stealing someone's love."
"I thought you've been bullying?" Jiang Kuo peeled another orange, ready to stuff half of it directly into his mouth. After thinking about it, he divided it again, peeled off two pieces, and put it in his mouth.
"In the two years when my parents got divorced, my dad and uncle wanted to work separately, so he was very busy and couldn't take care of me," Duan Feifei said, "I stayed at my grandma's house, but he didn't make it through after that. He took me home and lived there, and within two years, he went to jail."
Jiang Kuo sighed: "You didn't tell me so much last time."
"What was the relationship between us last time?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Isn't that also a friend?" Jiang Kuo said.
"Then don't you ask questions?" Duan Feifei said, "Ding Zhe's group just followed up and asked, just like a tabloid reporter's interview."
Jiang Kuo laughed: "That's not good, in case you don't want to say it."
"If you don't want to say it, I won't say it," Duan Feifei looked at the front and found that the car of the group of people had gone to nowhere, "Let's communicate on a regular basis, it's not the kind that is particularly qualified, there are roughly a few Just fine."
"Very good," Jiang Kuo said, "no need to guess."
The car drove forward for a while, and Duan Feifei glanced at the dashboard: "Hi..."
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo turned his head, "Kow again?"
"There is a problem with the tire pressure," Duan Feihan looked at the right rear-view mirror, "Right rear wheel, look."
Jiang Kuo stuck his head out and looked at the rear wheel. Sure enough, he found that the right rear wheel was flatter than the front, and it collapsed when it was stressed: "This is a tire puncture."
"Is there a spare tire?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Yes," Jiang Kuo said, "change? Can it last for a while?"
"Try it." Duan Feifei continued to drive forward for a while, and when he looked again, he found that the wheel had collapsed a little more, "Change it, it's very hard, if you don't change it, the tire will be useless."
"Okay." Jiang Kuo sighed.
Duan Feifei found a small fork on the left ahead and turned the car into it.
As soon as he got out of the car, Jiang Kuo opened the door again and got in the car. He put on the jacket that he threw in the back seat. Looking at the sun outside the car, the sun was shining and the people were very warm. When he got out of the car, he wanted to shiver.
Duan Feifan got out of the car after putting on his coat, went around to the right rear wheel and kicked: "You change me?"
"Usually, in this situation, I would let the cannons be replaced." Jiang Kuo said.
"... I'll change." Duan Feihan opened the trunk in the past, "Don't you always play with cars? Don't you change tires yourself?"
"Also change, if you don't change, I will come." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei took out the toolbox and glanced at him: "Go back to the car and sit."
"That's okay," Jiang Kuo folded his arms, "I have to visit."
"Charge," Duan Feifei said, "scan the code in a while, one thousand."
"You're stealing money!" Jiang Kuo shouted.
"It cost me 900 to get a pipe for the washing machine." Duan Feifei said.
"Come on." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei was quite skilled at changing tires. He supported it with a jack, then took off his jacket and threw it on the roof of the car.
With a twist of the cross wrench, a screw was quickly removed.
Jiang Kuo quite likes to watch Duan Feifei work, connecting the washing machine tube, making sauce beef, changing tires, Duan Feifei's movements are very skilled and handsome.
When removing the third screw, Jiang Kuo squatted behind him, picked up his clothes, and touched his back.
Duan Feifei stopped and looked back at him: "Don't take the opportunity to be a hooligan during working hours."
"Aren't my hands cold?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"That's right," Duan Feifei continued to remove the screws, "your hand never came out."
Jiang Kuo touched his back again, and this time he touched his waist from his back to the side.
Duan Feifei sighed, and turned his head back while holding the cross wrench on the ground: "What?"
Jiang Kuoxiao stood up and said nothing.
Duan Feifei dropped the wrench and stood up, looking at him.
"Continue," Jiang Kuo tilted his head, "I won't bother you anymore."
Duan Feifei still looked at him, staring at him for a long time before saying, "The wound on my mouth is almost healed."
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo didn't react for a while.
Duan Feifei reached out and grabbed the chest of his jacket.
"Damn!" Jiang Kuo shouted, "You wipe your hands!" Then Duan Feifei was dragged in front of him.
Jiang Kuo stumbled as he tripped over the gravel under his feet, and propped the car door with his hand to avoid hitting Duan Feihan.
Duan Feifei leaned against the car and looked at him, his voice a little low: "I said I'm healed."
"I heard." Jiang Kuo looked at him, feeling that his voice became a little hoarse due to the sudden acceleration of his heart.
It sounded as if I had been thirsty for three days.
Duan Feifei leaned forward.
In the cold wind, he could still feel Duan Feifei's warm breath sweeping across his face, with a dizzying warmth.
The moment Duan Feifei's lips touched him, Jiang Kuo cautiously greeted him.
The injury is definitely not good. It can be seen or swollen, but the touch is soft. The softness and warmth that I didn't feel when I knocked it with my teeth that day.
Also has a light orange scent.
The wind was blowing fast, passing between the tips of their noses, the middle of their foreheads, and the middle of their necks.
But there was no feeling at the moment, neither cold nor hot.
You can't even hear the wind, just the sound of your heartbeat.
They didn't slam apart until a car honked its horn as it passed on the road outside.
Duan Feifei cleared his throat, turned and squatted down to continue removing the last screw.
"How do you feel?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Don't say you don't feel anything," Duan Feifei said, "It hurts your self-esteem."
Jiang Kuo laughed: "Does the wound on the mouth hurt?"
Duan Feifei rubbed the back of his hand on his mouth: "To be honest, it's broken again."
"Bleeding?" Jiang Kuo leaned over and saw a faint bloodstain on the back of his hand. He was surprised, "I didn't feel the smell of blood just now."
"The blood came a step late, we didn't catch up when we were touching." Duan Feifei took off the tire and put it on the bottom of the car.
Jiang Kuo went over to help roll the spare tire over and put it on.
Someone was shouting on the walkie-talkie in the car, I don't know what it was shouting.
Jiang Kuo opened it and took out the walkie-talkie: "Our tire is punctured, and we just put on the spare tire."
"Where is it?" Dong Kun's voice was on the walkie-talkie. "Is it done? Do you want us to go back and help? Do you want to help?"
Jiang Kuo sighed. Dong Kun insisted on repeating every sentence twice. He had to wait for a long time before he had a chance to speak: "No, it has been changed, so let's go."
"Let's go." Duan Feifei had already put the old tires away.
"Let me go," Jiang Kuo said. "Do you still have that ointment? Apply it a little more, or else it would have been fine in the morning, but now it breaks again..."
"Well," Duan Feifei sat in the co-pilot, "At first glance, he was bitten again."
Jiang Kuo got into the car with a smile.
When they drove forward out of the mountain road, they saw the car in front of them, and a group of people stopped the car and waited for them.
"Let's go." Jiang Kuo lowered the window.
"Follow!" Ding Zhe also lowered the window and shouted, looking very happy, Brabus made him happy.
The two cars continued to drive forward one after the other, and they hit the high speed after a while.
"Have you all booked your tickets?" Jiang Kuo asked, "You were nervous about tickets a year ago."
"When you come, make a reservation for the return journey," Duan Feifei said, "Just pick up the ticket directly."
"I have to be busy again when I get home. I see that you have been getting news on your phone these days." Jiang Kuo said.
"Well," Duan Feifei looked down at his phone, "Yesterday, my uncle asked a big sister in the market to help, or I would be too busy."
"Is it because you're not there?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Not all," Duan Feifei smiled. "This year, there are a lot of orders. Sometimes they ask for more people. They also ask people to come and help for a few days." "Can you make a lot of money this time?" Jiang Kuo looked at it. glanced at him.
"It's alright," Duan Feifei switched his phone, "It's all about the old aunt, and sometimes he will give me a little more... You don't need to limit consumption next semester, right? I think President Jiang is not angry with you anymore. ."
"I seem to have nothing to spend," Jiang Kuo said. "I haven't spent much money at home for a while. I went out with Cannon a few times, and I didn't buy any clothes."
"Don't you buy new clothes for the New Year?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Then I still have to buy it," Jiang Kuo thought for a while, "I still owe you clothes and a scarf."
"Winter is over." Duan Feifei said.
"Go buy it tomorrow!" Jiang Kuo slapped the steering wheel and the horn rang.
The voice of a cannon immediately came from the walkie-talkie: "What's wrong?"
"Accidental touch." Duan Feifei took the walkie-talkie and replied.
"Don't be shy, Jiang Kuo, this is not a track." Cannon said.
"No," Duan Feifei said, "very serious."
When the car drove back to the city around noon, Jiang Kuo called his mother: "We're here, are we eating out or at home?"
"At home," my mother said, "Mr. Jiang is going out in the afternoon, and he is waiting for you to have lunch at home."
"Okay, then we'll go home first." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei looked at the slightly familiar street scene outside the car window, shop after shop, green belt that was constantly changing, billboards at bus stops, and even street signs.
All these things that were originally unfamiliar, now have a little familiarity in the strangeness, this feeling is very strange.
Because of Jiang Kuo, he will remember some unfamiliar streets in an unfamiliar city.
Because this was the second time everyone came to the house, Jiang Kuo didn't bring it in through the gate, and the car went straight into the garage.
Benben was already guarding the garage, and when the garage door opened, it began to bark and circled around the car.
Cannon got out of the car: "Ben'er!"
Benben jumped over happily and wagged his tail, shoved his head into the cannon's hand, and let the cannon rub its head.
When Duan Feifei got out of the car, Benben turned his head and ran over again, jumping on him with a shriek.
"This motherfucking stepfather is really worthless," said Cannon. "It's delicious and delicious to walk around every day, and take it with you wherever you go. It's not as good as your own father feeding you a few buns in the alley."
"Sometimes there is sauce beef," Duan Feifei said with a smile, "I didn't feed it later because I was afraid of losing hair."
A group of people parked the car and entered the house. President Jiang was sitting in the living room. When he saw them coming in, he stood up: "It's very fast, why is this trip?"
"It's fun!" Dong Kun said. "It's the first time I've played so exaggeratedly when I've grown up so much. It's all about eating, drinking, and having fun."
"Sit down for a while, then eat right away," Mr. Jiang smiled and began to boil water to prepare tea, "If it's fun, come play again in summer. During summer vacation, there are a lot of things to do at the ski resort in summer. Go to the waterfall for a few days and play in the water."
When it comes to playing, a group of people are eager to inquire, and Liu Fatty even starts to check the photos of the scenic spots.
"Are you going out this afternoon?" Jiang Kuo asked while sitting next to President Jiang.
"Well, go to Tianding Waterfall," President Jiang said. "It's in a hurry. If you want to go there tomorrow, I can still take some of your classmates back."
"Why are you going there? Isn't it already sorted out?" Jiang Kuo asked. He usually didn't ask about Mr. Jiang's projects, but now he's sitting next to him, and he really can't find anything to say.
"There is a problem with the tea garden." President Jiang said.
Tianding Waterfall is far from the road, so I drove so far to only play one waterfall and surrounding projects, which could not attract more people, so President Jiang got a piece of land in the middle, and planned to build a large-scale ecological leisure farm. Connect this line.
The project is not too big, but it will affect the subsequent development of the waterfall.
"Oh." Jiang Kuo responded without saying anything.
Duan Feifei leaned next to him, listening to everyone chatting with one ear, and listening to Jiang Kuo and President Jiang talking with one ear, and when he heard Jiang Kuo's "oh", he stopped writing, and he wanted to sigh for President Jiang.
It is estimated that my son is finally concerned about the next project, so he started.
"When Xiao Qin went to talk about that piece of land, it belonged to Shangjia Village." President Jiang did not give up, and continued the topic by himself, "Now Daxin Village next to it comes out and says that half of the hill belongs to them, and their land cannot be moved. ."
"Let's not talk about how it was done in the first place," Jiang Kuo snorted, "I guess it's not that I can't move it now, but I have to pay more to move it."
"Yes." President Jiang nodded with a smile, "If you want the same price as Shangjia Village, give the money, it's a loss, don't give it, it's also a loss, there is not enough land, and Shangjia Village refuses to refund the money, so talk to them. It's not easy to do after a stalemate."
"Isn't there a mountain on the south bank? I thought it was too far away and didn't want it there, and there was no way to go there," Jiang Kuo said. "It doesn't take so much money to get it now. Shangjia Village refused to refund the money and asked them to pay. Repair the road and connect the south bank in, the land in Daxin Village is no longer needed, just add Tianding to the south bank and the ecological park here.”
"Aren't you going to fight for the half of Daxin Village? You're still losing money." President Jiang asked with a smile.
"If you reveal this plan, you can win it." Jiang Kuo said, "There are only a few farmhouses in Banla Mountain. If they don't follow this side, it will be difficult to develop in the future."
President Jiang laughed and patted him on the shoulder for a long time: "It's not completely stupid."
Jiang Kuo glanced at him, took the cup and took a sip of tea: "I just said it casually, I don't know what's going on."
"It's time to eat!" Aunt Liu greeted in the restaurant.
"What's up?" Jiang Kuo stood up.
"I'm busy in my studio," Mom said. "You don't have to call her for dinner."
"Well." Jiang Kuo waved, "Let's eat."
When everyone got up and went to the restaurant, Jiang Kuo looked back at Duan Feifei.
"Huh?" Duan Feifei twitched the corners of his mouth.
"Mouth," Jiang Kuo whispered, "does it still hurt?"
"I don't feel anything." Duan Feifei also suppressed his voice.
This table was the same as the day they came. It was very rich. President Jiang also brought out his good wine and said that everyone should try it together.
"Duan Feifei, your mouth," President Jiang said, "are you getting angry?"
"Knock." Duan Feifei said.
"Knock on the railing," Ding Zhe said, unable to help but be amused, "It's a bit of a loss for not seeing the scene."
President Jiang laughed: "Doesn't affect drinking?"
"It's alright," Duan Feifei said, "it doesn't matter what you eat or drink."
"Come on," Mr. Jiang raised his glass, "I have something to do in the afternoon, so I won't be able to accompany you in the evening, so let's have a good time at noon."
"Thank you, President Jiang." Everyone shouted together.
"Fan Fei," Mom looked at Duan Fei Fan, "After you go back, send me some beef in sauce. Some of my friends want to try it."
"Okay," Duan Feihan nodded, "Just let Jiang Kuo tell me how much you want when you arrive."
"If you want your friend, you won't get a discount," Jiang Kuo said, "the normal price."
"There's no need for a discount," Mom waved her hand. "You can buy it how others buy it."
"Normally there is a discount." Duan Feifei said.
"Sincere," Jiang Kuo said, "Let's see how much you want. If you want a little more, you will sell it at the original price this time. Next time you buy it, it will be discounted, and it will be an exclusive discount for repeat customers."
Duan Feifei glanced at him with a smile: "Well."
In fact, the wound on the mouth is not completely healed, and there is another injury on the road. During the meal, Duan Feihan didn't eat too much in order to avoid looking ugly.
After dinner, everyone moved to the tea room to bask in the sun and chat. Duan Feifei took his mobile phone and walked aside.
Now is the busiest time for the sale of sauce beef. It will be New Year's Eve in a few days. He has to tell Duan Ling immediately to let her see if it is enough. If it is not enough, he has to make more.
If someone else asked for it, he refused directly. If Mrs. Jiang wanted it, he would have to kill a cow now.
Duan Ling's phone rang for a long time and no one answered.
Duan Feifei glanced at the time, today is Sunday, Duan Ling is resting, and she has no habit of sleeping at noon.
He dialed again.
When the ring was about to hang up automatically, Duan Ling answered the phone, and his voice was very aggressive: "Hey!"
"What are you doing?" Duan Feifei was stunned.
"You?" Duan Ling guessed that he answered without looking at the phone. "What's wrong? Didn't you come back tomorrow?"
"Well, I want you to help me take a look..." Duan Feifei heard the commotion over there, "Are you in Niu San Dao? Or are you outside?"
"What about Niu San Dao," Duan Ling said, "It's a mess."
"Did you have a fight with Old Zhangtou again?" Duan Feifei asked.
"No," Duan Ling said, "Old Zhangtou is working with the administrator."
"...Why?" Duan Feifei sighed.
"I don't know where he got the news," Duan Ling said, "that the market will be demolished next year."
"What?" Duan Feifei thought he didn't hear clearly.