Zhang Yuan didn’t know that the two girls had reached an agreement on his attribution. He only knew that in the next few days, he would lead a very depressed life again. Fan Jiaojiao kept her face all day long and didn’t know where to offend her. However, Liu Jing seemed to be stunned by medicine. She wandered in front of her every day, dressed in a garish dress, and she was connected to send Fan Jiaojiao to and from school. She also squeezed into the car ahead of time, and wanted to say a few words to Fan Jiaojiao alone. No chance.
Fortunately, the godmother can give him the warmth he wants. Every morning and evening, as long as there is a chance, he will come in contact with the wonderful godmother a few times.
In the kitchen in the evening.
Xia Liqing, who had already taken a shower, was busy cutting vegetables, while Lu Yao was doing her homework in the room, and Zhang Yuan was sitting in the living room looking at her familiar and attractive figure from a distance.
The cutting board counter in the kitchen is a bit low. Xia Liqing has to bend her upper body to cut vegetables. Her posture makes the plump round strands taller. The light in the kitchen is a little dark. See the silhouette from the side. The curve is perfectly round.
Because at home, she wore a thin light blue suspender skirt after taking a bath. The skirt was not long, just covering the butt, and the two straight and slender white legs were completely exposed to the air.
When the weather was slightly cold, she put on flesh-colored long silk stockings, and the light in the living room was softly spilling on it, reflecting a faint soft light of crystal clear white, and her two legs were like white jade carvings, wonderfully beautiful.
"Godmother, do you need my help?" Zhang Yuan couldn't help but walked over and found that Xia Liqing wasn't wearing long stockings, and couldn't see the thickened edge of the darker color. Zhang Yuan guessed that it might be that. This kind of pantyhose is wrapped in small inner inner.
"Oh, your homework is done? Then you can peel two garlics."
There was a burst of joy in Yuan's heart. Garlic and trash cans were in the kitchen, and they had to be squeezed from behind Xia Liqing. The kitchen was very small, so she would inevitably touch her round and round like a round moon. Seductive powdery.
Zhang Yuan faced her behind and squeezed sideways. At the moment of friction, Zhang Yuan felt that he became strong. When the obvious protrusion of his pants sank into the center of the godmother’s blue skirt, Zhang Yuanshuang stopped. After his footsteps, he really wanted time to stop at this moment, and he even wanted the dresses of the two of them to disappear.
"What are you doing, go peel the garlic."
Xia Liqing suddenly frightened Zhang Yuan and squeezed in, "It's too small, it's so crowded."
Zhang Yuan whispered in his heart while peeling garlic, did she feel it? Why is there so calm in the words? Didn't you feel it, then why when you touched the middle of the full moon, it seemed that the mature godmother trembled slightly. That's it, but she can stand up straight and avoid it, why is she still pouting
Zhang Yuan didn't guess whether she felt it or not after peeling the garlic, but when she cut the vegetables, she could see the godmother's face flushed.
Zhang Yuan estimated that she still felt it, but she didn't say anything, and was afraid that she would be angry, so she didn't dare to do anything more.
Soon dinner was ready, Xia Liqing put the dishes and chopsticks on the table and called out, "Yaoyao, it's time to eat, I'll change your grandma and come back for dinner."
In summer nights, this family often eats in the small shop downstairs, but when the weather is slightly cooler, the meal is moved to the house, and at this time every day, Xia Liqing will change the old lady home to eat first.
"Oh, here it is." Lu Yao put down his homework and ran out, "Wow, my favorite sweet and sour fish."
"Haha, you greedy cat, eat quickly, be careful to be eaten by me." Zhang Yuan handed the chopsticks, and at this moment, his phone rang suddenly.
Zhang Yuan quickly got up, answered the phone, and walked into his room, "Hello? Jiaojiao,..."
The trouble-free Lu Yao didn't notice anything at all, and continued to be busy eating fish with chopsticks, but Xia Liqing, who was putting on her shoes at the door of the room and preparing to go out, frowned.
"Is something wrong Jiaojiao?" Zhang Yuan called from the corner of the window in her room. This was the first time Fan Jiaojiao called him, which made him a little relieved.
"Yes, are you free tomorrow morning?" Fan Jiaojiao didn't say anything, but asked if she was free.
Tomorrow Saturday, is it for me to accompany her? Zhang Yuan was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly replied: "If you have something, you will squeeze time even if you don't have time. Big things are not as important as yours."
There was a slight silence on the other side. Although there was no sound, Zhang Yuan felt that Fan Jiaojiao was grinning secretly there, but soon Fan Jiaojiao's voice without any emotion came, and Zhang Yuan was suspicious of what was just now. Does it feel real.
"My dad will look for you tomorrow, morning." Fan Jiaojiao said.
"Oh, good." Zhang Yuan replied and said, "Shall we go out to play tomorrow afternoon, and show you some friends."
"Is it going to pick up Mina's brother?" Fan Jiaojiao asked.
Yuan was a little strange, didn't tell her, how did she know
Just about to ask, Fan Jiaojiao has already explained, "Mina told me that I won't go tomorrow if I have something to do, or you can take Liu Jing with you."
Zhang Yuan was inexplicable, "What shall I take her to do? Hey, don't worry, what will you do tomorrow? Would you like me to help?"
"At home, reading and sleeping."
"What's this, go out and go around, hey, don't hang up in a hurry, hey hey hey." Zhang Yuan closed the phone, "what's wrong with him again, really."
Mi Wei will be out of the detention center tomorrow. This is what Director Zhao told him yesterday and asked Zhang Yuan to pick up people in the afternoon, but he would be willing to join the China Sea Gang, which is still under preparation. It seems that his thinking is still relatively conservative. Yes, Zhang Yuan was thinking about it as he ate.
What is Fan Dasheng looking for? He didn't say anything about picking up Fan Jiaojiao in the morning. He didn't know what was good or bad. Let's talk about it tomorrow.
"Brother Xiaohai, the vinegar fish made by my mother is delicious, what I made today is the best one." Lu Yao took another chopstick to Zhang Yuan's bowl.
"It's very delicious." Zhang Yuan smiled, "You don't know, I actually know how to cook fish, do you want me to cook one for you next time?"
Lu Yao wrinkled her nose in disbelief: "Cut, I don't believe it."
"Really, some people have said that the fish I grilled is the best fish I have eaten in my life." The more Zhang Yuan said, the smaller his voice, if she grilled it again, would she still feel that way
"That person must be a fool, good or bad," Lu Yao said.
Zhang Yuan smiled, "Wrong, it's crazy."
The next day, early in the morning, Zhang Yuan put on a casual suit, tied the tie that Fan Jiaojiao gave to him, and took a picture in the mirror. He looked a bit like a dog. He went back to his house and chatted again, Mom and Dad. After going downstairs, the neighbors jokingly said, "Xiaohai is the target? This is a real spirit. Going on a date, right?"
"Probably so."
After arriving at Fan's house, Fan Jiaojiao actually went out, not knowing if it was intentional, Zhang Yuan followed the mayor's wife to the study on the second floor.
This is a room with a dark-lacquered door. It looks more solemn. It is the first time Zhang Yuan has entered here. In the past, the conversation with Fan Dasheng was outside. It seems that today is a more solemn conversation. What is it
"Uncle Fan, I'm here." Zhang Yuan knocked on the door and walked in.
I saw a large brown table with root carvings of ancient rattan trees entrenched in the middle of the study. Fan Dasheng made a yellow rattan rocking chair behind him and played with a small object in his hand. Behind him was a large bookshelf, which was full of them I don’t know if he has even read the book. I guess there are not. There are so many books, I can’t finish seeing them.
There is a national flag on each side under the bookshelf, which feels similar to the furnishings in government offices, and there are cursive scripts that are not easy to understand on the surrounding walls.
"Oh, sit down." Fan Dasheng pointed his finger at the opposite chair.
Yuan accepted the open suit, leaned forward and sat down. After sitting down, he saw what was in Fan Dasheng's hand.
This is a small key-like thing, like a key, but it makes people think it is not a key, because it does not have the key's mouth, and the location of the tooth is a row of flashing metal magneto-optical film, just like It is the same thing as a laser anti-counterfeiting mark.
Seeing this thing, Zhang Yuan was stunned. He knew it, but it was not enough to make him gloomy. What was strange to him was that this key was so deep in his memory, but he couldn't remember it.
Fan Dasheng found his stunned, his face was happy, "You know?"
"Yes, this is..." Zhang Yuangang wanted to say, but was stopped by Fan Dasheng's eyes. Zhang Yuan's heart condensed. Could it be that there is a stealing equipment here
"Do you want me to find it out for you?" Zhang Yuan asked, he was good at finding these things.
Fan Dasheng frowned and shook his head, beckoning him to stop talking, and then Fan Dasheng said, "Actually, I asked you to talk about Jiaojiao today. Have you had any conflicts recently?"
"No, there is one thing, Uncle Fan, she is hot and cold, which makes people puzzled."
Fan Dasheng nodded and said, "Actually, I don’t want to take care of your own affairs, nor can I take care of it. The key point is that I think she’s a bit strange these days. She stays in her room all day to read the Book of Changes. Now, how can girls like to watch these. Things, I'm afraid of what's wrong with her."
Zhang Yuan immediately understood that Fan Jiaojiao was probably studying the formation method of the Qimen gossip. She smiled and said, "It's okay, don't worry. The last time she was playing outside, she met a Taoist priest. She might have feelings about this. Interested."
"Oh, it turned out to be like this." Fan Dasheng stood up, "Let's go for a walk with me."