Another week passed in the blink of an eye, and the matter of buying a house went smoothly. Zheng Ruonan has been devoting her mind to this for a while, as if she has found a spiritual support, and her spirit has been lifted a lot.
On the weekend, she hired two housekeepers to clean the old house inside and out, and threw away all the unnecessary furniture. In the yard, the gardenias that Jiang's father loved to take care of in the past also invited two craftsmen to pull them out. It fell off, because I didn't have time to plant it, so I simply laid a layer of marble floor.
The whole home has been transformed with a brand new look.
Jiang Ning was lying on the balcony on the second floor, watching her mother busying herself with energy, and felt very relieved.
Zheng Ruonan and Jiang Shan were also considered to be in free love back then, and there were times when they were sweet, and even some old photos can still be found out of the cabinet now. But the final outcome was Lan Yinxu Guo.
But life is like this, most of the time there is nothing to do. Fate is forced by one party. When both parties have no fate and do not want to force it, it should be broken and move on.
On the day when the beginning of winter came, Zheng Ruonan lit a brazier with a porcelain basin, and took Jiang Ning and Jiang Fan across, implying to wash away the bad luck.
She also brought Jiang Ning and Jiang Fan to make a large table of dumplings, including the mushroom stuffing that Jiang Ning likes, and the leek stuffing that Jiang Fan likes.
"Dumplings mean 'communication', which means the change of seasons." Zheng Ruonan said with a smile: "I hope the mess and quarrels will stay in autumn. From the beginning of winter, everything will have a new look. Especially your grades."
In the past, Jiang Ning and Jiang Fan didn't like to participate in family activities like making dumplings. Jiang Ning didn't like getting flour on his hands, and Jiang Fan thought it was a waste of time, so he might as well play games.
But an accident in autumn made Jiang Fan calm down a lot.
He actually sat at the dining table peacefully from beginning to end, frowning, and made more than a dozen crooked dumplings.
Jiang Ning looked at Jiang Fan and said with a smile: "I don't need to worry about my grades anymore, there is only one person left at the end of the crane."
"I'm working hard, okay? People are tough." Jiang Fan blushed.
In the past, the siblings were useless together, and he felt at ease, but now he is the only one still struggling, and he feels very humiliated.
"Scores are second to none. I hope you are all healthy and safe." Zheng Ruonan smoothed things over with a smile.
The family of three ate the dumplings and clinked glasses with Sprite, but they didn't feel deserted.
After dinner, Zheng Ruonan asked Jiang Ning to deliver another package to Xu Mingyi's house.
Jiang Ning stood in the kitchen dawdling, with a face full of reluctance: "I have other things, let Jiang Fan go."
Zheng Ruonan glanced at her daughter's expression, and was a little surprised: "I've been a little busy recently, and I don't have time to take care of you. Did you quarrel with Xu Mingyi?"
Jiang Ning squatted in front of the refrigerator, put the dumplings she had made into a fresh-keeping box, sighed, and said, "It's not a fight, I just don't want to play together."
"Why don't you want to play together all of a sudden? Don't you like running to your Aunt Xu's house? You ran three or four times a day before, wishing you could become his child."
Zheng Ruonan joked, "Could it be that Xu Mingyi fell in love with another little girl early?"
Jiang Ning was not in the mood to talk about this with Zheng Ruonan at all.
She closed the lid of the fresh-keeping box, hugged it and walked out: "It's none of my business. Mom, don't worry about it, I'm not the only friend."
Zheng Ruonan still wanted to say something, but Jiang Ning quickly changed his shoes, wrapped the scarf around his head, and ran away.
Zheng Ruonan shook his head, only to call Jiang Fan over: "You send it to your Aunt Xu's house."
"Why is it me again?" Jiang Fan looked bitter.
He runs to Xu Mingyi's house every day, and Xu Mingyi will suspect that he is in love with him later.
Jiang Ning trotted all the way to Yan Yixie's house with the dumplings in his mouth.
Because she had said in advance that she would come today, Yan Yixie had been absent-minded during dinner, paying attention to the sounds outside.
The biggest advantage of living here is that no one will break into the villa halfway up the mountain, and there are only the sounds of falling leaves and wind blowing outside.
If you live in the elevator room or in the alley, there are often footsteps outside, and the housekeeper suspects that the young master will open the door if there is any sound.
Finally, the doorbell rang with a "ding" outside the carved fence. Before the butler went to open the door, the boy had already controlled the wheelchair and went out quickly.
Before Jiang Ning looked over, his speed was controlled at a leisurely pace, as if he was walking in the yard.
Yan Yixie casually opened the door: "Why are you here?"
Jiang Ning took out a fresh-keeping box from her schoolbag: "I brought you dumplings, which I made by myself. Have you had dinner yet?"
Looking at the lights in the restaurant, Jiang Ning said: "Oh, you must have finished eating. I would have come earlier if I knew it. We made an appointment at eight o'clock, but now it's nine o'clock. My mother took me Crossing the brazier with Jiang Fan, I really can't walk away, or you can try again tomorrow morning-"
Yan Yixie looked at her with a disappointed expression, and interrupted her: "It's okay, I haven't eaten dinner yet."
Only then did Jiang Ning's eyes light up, and he handed the crisper to him: "Then you try it? Today is the winter solstice, and everyone wants to eat dumplings."
Yan Yixie glanced at the transparent crisper in his hand, showing a little distaste: "These dumplings are really not pretty."
Jiang Ning: "..."
"Then give it back to me." Jiang Ning glared at him viciously, and pulled the crisper back.
But the young man held on tightly and did not let go: "Whoever sends it out will have to go back."
After a while, the butler cooked the dumplings brought by Jiang Ning. There were twenty dumplings in total. They were all cooked and served in two bowls.
Jiang Ning and Yan Yixie were sitting by the coffee table playing flying chess.
Jiang Ning bent his eyes and said, "I've eaten it, but now I'm too full to eat it. This is for you. How about uncle, you and Yan Xie each have a bowl?"
The housekeeper hadn't eaten the dumplings made by the little girl. Although the dumplings looked a bit crooked, they still smelled delicious.
He said happily, "Okay."
Yan Yixie suddenly raised his head and stared at him without blinking.
Butler: "..."
The housekeeper quickly changed his words: "I've already had dinner, I can't take it anymore, let the young master eat alone."
He put both bowls in front of Yan Yixie.
Only then did the boy's cold expression soften.
He stretched out his hand, encircling the two bowls in front of him within his arms. Dumplings are steaming hot.
He held his chopsticks, as if thinking about which bowl to eat first.
Jiang Ning managed to make dumplings once, so how could she not present a treasure, she tried her best to persuade the housekeeper: "Just try one, try one and see."
The butler looked at Jiang Ning in embarrassment, and then glanced at Yan Yixie from the corner of his eye.
Yan Yixie said reluctantly: "Then you bring another bowl, you can take one away."
"Okay." The butler quickly turned around and went to the kitchen to get the bowl.
After he took one away with a spoon, Yan Yixie turned his back to Jiang Ning, stared at him, pinched his hand calmly, and pushed his hand back.
Butler: "..." There really is only one.
Yan Yixie stared at the dumplings on the table for a long time, as if he wanted to remember the steaming image in his mind, until Jiang Ning urged: "If you don't eat it, it will be cold, even if you don't like it, try it first, say It might taste good."
Only then did the boy lift his chopsticks and swallowed the dumplings one by one.
In recent years, Yan Yixie has been vague about festivals.
If Jiang Ning hadn't whispered in his ear that today was the winter solstice, he might not have remembered it at all.
Even in the past, when the legs were still healthy, the Yan family rarely had more warm family activities.
Yan Yixie only learned about the custom of eating dumplings during the winter solstice from movies.
He concentrated on eating dumplings, while Jiang Ning was sitting on the carpet beside him playing flying chess. While he was not paying attention, he secretly moved his chess pieces back a few steps.
Yan Yixie felt that she glanced at him from time to time, subconsciously looking at her, Jiang Ning suddenly thumped, and smiled at him guiltily.
Yan Xie was startled.
Jiang Ning suddenly felt even more guilty, he wouldn't find out that he stole his chess.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Ning asked bravely.
"Nothing." The boy turned his head blankly.
He was a little flustered.
Her smile was very bright, as if she had injected a ray of unimpeded light into his cold winter.
The delicious smell of dumplings wafted up, the temperature became colder a little bit, the margarita planted in the yard grew silently in the ground, and winter came gradually with a warm smile.
Because of this dumpling meal, Jiang Ning asked Yan Yixie for his small drone and remote control after stalking him.
The next day, Jiang Ning was taken to school.
The family background of this group of teenagers and girls is pretty good, but no one has seen a drone these days, and they immediately surrounded them curiously and excitedly, asking in a hurry: "Jiang Ning, is this yours?" ?”
It was raining heavily outside, and most of the people in the classroom squeezed to the back of the classroom.
Jiang Ning was in the center of the crowd, she could be said to be the star of the crowd, she sat cross-legged on a chair, and pointed to the displeased young man next to her: "I'm at the same table."
Everyone was shocked.
Despite the curiosity in his heart, the number of people surrounding him decreased by half.
However, there are still some boys who really love drones and just want to go to Jiang Ning's side to touch the manipulator. The excitement of seeing the drone makes them forget to think so much.
Jiang Ning said to them while unpacking: "My tablemate said I can lend it to you to play."
"Really?" Several boys looked at Yan Yixie in surprise: "Yan, Yan Yixie, can, is it okay?"
Yan Dahang is very good at coming, squeezed in the front, and immediately said: "What's the full name, it's Brother Yan."
But when it was his turn to look at Yan Yixie, he immediately became cowardly again: "Yan, Brother Yan, can you lend me a play first, I promise not to damage it, just touch it."
Jiang Ning pushed Yan Yixie's arm, tugged at Yan Yixie's clothes, and whispered: "Please, don't let me get off the stage."
Yan Yixie raised his cold eyes and looked at Yan Dahang.
Yan Dahang and a group of boys looked at him eagerly.
Yan Yixie brought the word "roll" to his lips, remembering the last time he had a fight with Jiang Ning, he swallowed it back.
He waved his hand.
Jiang Ning immediately said: "My tablemate agreed, yeah, let's go and play, remember that my tablemate is helpful and friendly to others, please give him more points for the final score."
A group of boys were extremely excited. Seeing the machine was like seeing their wives, their faces glowed red, and they all thanked Yan Yi in unison. Then quickly surrounded Yan Dahang, you pushed me and pushed you to grab the remote control: "Give it to me first!"
As soon as the crowd dispersed, Yan Yixie glanced at Yan Dahang who was blushing with excitement, then at Jiang Ning, and said with a dark face, "You asked me to bring you here last night, just for him?"
"Of course not!" Jiang Ning looked at him lying on the table, and immediately rested his chin on his elbow: "I just want to make the people in the class less afraid of you."
"I don't need it." Yan Yixie shook his elbow, trying to shake off the stubborn little girl.
"Why don't you need it? We have to be in the same class for a whole year, so you should also blend in a little bit." Jiang Ning grabbed him: "What did you promise me last time?"
Yan Yixie glanced sideways at Jiang Ning, pursed her lips, and remained silent.
He really doesn't need to.
Compared with sympathy or strange eyes, fear is more reassuring to him.
Even if it wasn't for this, Yan Yixie never felt how important it is to maintain interpersonal relationships.
He knew very early on that even your parents and your friends would leave, leaving you alone in the end. These people were noisy around him, but he didn't even remember the name of any of them, and the shadows around him were as pale as ghosts.
Only Jiang Ning's figure became clearer and clearer day by day.
But accepting Jiang Ning's suggestion doesn't seem so unbearable.
If it makes her happy.
Xu Mingyi, Si Xiangming and others were the only boys in the class who didn't come over.
Xu Mingyi stared at this side from a distance, seeing Jiang Ning lying on Yan Yixie's arm again, whispering to him, his eyes almost popped out.
Si Xiangming reminded: "Don't look at it, your liver will go bad if you look at it again."
Xu Mingyi was so angry that he threw the textbook on the table and left the classroom.
As good buddies who grew up together, Si Xiangming and Tan Pengxing quickly followed out.
Si Xiangming said to Tan Pengxing: "What should I do? Actually, I really want to touch that drone. Good guy, it's silver and black. It's just the color of my dream lover."
Tan Pengxing glanced at Xu Mingyi's face, and quickly covered Si Xiangming's mouth: "Don't speak for that guy who pried the corner of the wall."
Si Xiangming opened Tan Pengxing's hand: "I'm not speaking for that guy, I'm speaking for the drone."
Xu Mingyi's face was ugly: "Isn't it just a drone, what's the big deal."
Si Xiangming and Tan Pengxing: "..."
In the past, everyone was envious and jealous of Xu Mingyi. When Xu Mingyi was mentioned, they would always say, "Isn't it the number one in the Go competition in the city? What's so great?"
As a child of someone else's family, Xu Mingyi has never envied anyone, and he doesn't need to envy anyone.
I didn't expect that there would be a day when he would say such a thing.
"Forget it, forget it, go to the indoor gymnasium to play basketball." Tan Pengxing picked up the basketball, pushed his friend to the corridor, and whispered: "Take a step back, think about it, you can at least Playing basketball, that guy is crippled, what's the use of having money."
Xu Mingyi's face still didn't look good.
Before he knew it, he and Jiang Ning hadn't spoken for almost three months.
He was not in the mood to play basketball, so he stopped and asked Si Xiangming, "Did you find out clearly?"
"What are you asking?" Tan Pengxing asked in a daze, why did he feel isolated by his two friends.
Si Xiangming said: "Damn, Xu Mingyi asked me to find out how Jiang Ning and that guy met. I did, but even Lan Zhenzhen didn't know why Jiang Ning started chasing that guy. Then Do you remember the celebration banquet after the first competition?"
"Remember." Xu Mingyi said displeased.
He remembered that night, when he saw Jiang Ning outside the hotel, Zhong Congshuang was with him, but Jiang Ning turned around and left without even looking at him.
"Jiang Fan said that Jiang Ning asked him to find a few friends that night and helped him catch a lot of fireflies."
Xu Mingyi was taken aback for a moment, but when he realized it, his face immediately became even uglier.
It wasn't given to him, so you can guess who it was given to by thinking about it with your toes.
"Laughing, Jiang Ning's method of picking up boys is really the same. Didn't he catch you last summer? It's no big deal to use the same routine twice." Si Xiangming smiled at Xu Mingyi.
Xu Mingyi thought, damn it, Jiang Ning caught him a caterpillar with a small light bulb stuck to its tail, and the firefly she caught for that guy was a real firefly.
How could Jiang Ning do this
Xu Mingyi felt his heart throbbing.
Of course Xu Mingyi would not say it out of face.
Seeing that Xu Mingyi's face was still as deep as water, Si Xiangming looked at Tan Pengxing, and Tan Pengxing looked at him too.
The two looked at each other for a while, and then said with relief: "In my opinion, Jiang Ning is a three-minute hotness. We have known her since we were young, but don't we know her well? She stopped learning swimming after three days when she was a child, and only a few days after learning to dance. Don’t study anymore, it’s useless to do anything. Maybe she’ll get bored after a while.”
Tan Pengxing said: "That's right, that idiot wouldn't think that Jiang Ning only treats him nicely. It's not like Jiang Ning hasn't done things like delivering breakfast to Xu Mingyi."
Si Xiangming said: "If you want to talk about that guy, he is rich, and he looks really good—"
Before he finished speaking, he was elbowed by Tan Pengxing.
Si Xiangming quickly changed his words: "But in my brother's heart, Xu Mingyi is more handsome. And according to Jiang Ning's character of fishing for three days and posting on the net for two days, if someone more handsome is transferred, will she run away?"
"I think so too." Tan Pengxing immediately said: "Girls at this age are all nympho, Xu Mingyi, this doesn't mean anything. We are only in junior high school, and when we go to high school, maybe that kid will go to the same school as us. At that time, Jiang Ning will not have a long relationship with him?"
Xu Mingyi was still not very happy, he frowned and let out a "huh".
The heavy rain in winter hit the glass windows in the corridor, and the crackling raindrops flooded the bottom of the teaching building, and there was a layer of pale mist on the windows. A black figure was sitting in a wheelchair, and at the corner of the corridor, he clearly heard the conversation of "the routine is exactly the same".
The young man lowered his thick and slender eyelashes, his eyes were pitch black, and the brow bone cast a shadow on the lower eyelid. In the drowsy rainstorm, his figure in the corridor also appeared dim.
He gripped the armrest of the wheelchair with his fingers, and he could vaguely see the white joints.