"Our... child?"
Xi Heming's first reaction was confusion. When he thought about it, his ears instantly turned red, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at Jiang Wanwan. Jiang Wanwan didn't notice his little thoughts at all. She put on her shoes and followed the angry old man Xi into the living room. She saw a chessboard on the high table under the bed in the living room. Jiang Xiaoyi and Xi Xiaoer stood on one side of the chessboard. His expression looked happy.
Jiang Wanwan was a little confused when she saw this situation, and asked tentatively: "Why did the two of them offend you?"
Before the old man Xi could speak, Jiang Xiaoyi immediately defended: "We didn't bully him, he took the initiative to play with us."
Xi Xiaoer echoed from the side: "Yes, yes, he was the cause of our quarrel."
Haha, at this time, these two little guys are unanimous in speaking to the outside world.
Old man Xi stood beside him and shouted in dissatisfaction: "It has nothing to do with me."
Xi Heming looked at him helplessly: "Dad, you have enough free time. Didn't you agree that we should visit you? But we ran all the way there and you weren't at home, so we came to our house instead."
"Aren't I giving you a surprise? Besides, if I didn't come, how would I know that you have such an interesting robot?" Old Man Xi puffed up his belly, exhaled and said, "I saw this little Jiang as soon as I came in the afternoon. Yi and Xi Xiaoer were chatting in the living room. When I saw how funny this guy was, I asked them what their names were and who of you two was smart, and then... "
Old Man Xi looked innocent: "They started arguing."
Jiang Wanwan: "..."
He didn't believe this question even if he didn't mean to provoke a fight. Xi Heming looked at his father sideways and said, "Old man, you did it on purpose, right?"
"No," Old Man Xi said sincerely, "I really want to know the difference between the two robots, but after their fierce verbal battle, Jiang Xiaoyi was slightly better in the end and made Xi Xiaoer cry. ”
Old man Xi glanced at Xi Heming with contempt: "Your son is not very good."
Jiang Wanwan rubbed her forehead. She finally knew who was following Xi Heming's naivety. The two men's personalities were so similar.
Xi Xiaoer's mouth on the screen curled up aggrievedly, and then his big eyes began to accumulate tears, as if he was about to cry. Seeing this, Xi Heming stretched out his hand and flicked his forehead: "A man won't shed tears easily. When you get back, dad will give you two more URLs. You can memorize them when you go back."
This sentence really scared Xi Xiaoer's tears away. He stared at Xi Heming with wide eyes in disbelief: "I called you brother when you went out this morning. You upgraded?" It’s a bit too fast.”
Xi Heming coughed lightly, glanced at Jiang Wanwan guiltily, and said with some confidence: "Isn't this the relationship your grandfather set for us? Are we daughter-in-law?"
A bunch of big question marks appeared in Jiang Xiaoyi's eyes on the screen: "Who do you call your daughter? Why do I become your daughter?"
Jiang Wanwan was also very puzzled. She stretched out her finger and poked Xi Heming's waist: "She calls me sister, and you let her call you daddy. Why do I think you are deliberately taking advantage of me?"
Xi Heming was itchy all over from being poked by her. He reached out and held Jiang Wanwan's slender, white fingers. He looked at Jiang Wanwan with deep eyes and couldn't help but say with a hint of love in his tone: "Itchy."
Jiang Wanwan shuddered from the sudden thunder, and then a layer of goosebumps appeared on her neck and arms. She hurriedly took her hands back and surrendered with both heads: "Uncle!"
Jiang Wanwan looked at Xi Heming with admiration: "You worked hard to take advantage of me!"
Xi Heming: "..."
This is not the advantage he wants to take advantage of! ! !
Recalling his attitude towards Jiang Wanwan in the first few months of marriage, Xi Heming felt so bitter that he couldn't express it. He drank the bitter wine he made, and his offended wife could only cry and chase after her.
Xi Heming had mixed feelings in his heart, and neither Old Man Xi nor Jiang Wanwan who were present noticed it. One of them complained angrily, and the other with a big head dismissed the lawsuit.
Old Man Xi: "They still bullied me after the quarrel!"
Jiang Wanwan glanced at Jiang Xiaoyi and Xi Xiaoer doubtfully, and said hesitantly: "No way, did they also quarrel with you?"
"That's not true!" Old Man Xi paused and said, "I'm just bored of waiting for you, so I asked Jiang Xiaoyi to play chess with me. You said she has no hands and I have to place the chess pieces for her. She still has If you win against me, do you think it will make me angry or not?"
Jiang Wanwan: "..."
Old Man Xi continued to complain: "I saw that I couldn't beat Jiang Xiaoyi. This Xiaoer Xi is not as smart as Jiang Xiaoyi. I just played chess with him. In the end, he also beat me. Do you think he is?" bully me?"
Jiang Wanwan nodded in agreement: "They are indeed bullying you. With their internal procedures and reaction speed, they can compete with national players. Playing chess with you is indeed bullying you."
Old man Xi slapped his mouth. Doesn't this sound unpleasant
Xi Heming walked over and took a look at the chess game, and almost laughed out loud. No wonder the old man was so impatient that he lost completely!
When Old Man Xi saw his son laughing at him, he suddenly felt that he couldn't keep his face. He quickly stretched out his hand to mess up the chess pieces on the chessboard, and shouted unconvinced: "Again!"
Jiang Xiaoyi and Xi Xiaoer said in unison: "If you lose, you won't complain!"
Old Man Xi's old face suddenly turned red: "If you don't complain, you won't complain!"
Jiang Wanwan and Xi Heming looked at each other and smiled in unison. At this moment, the atmosphere at home reached an unprecedented level of harmony.
***
The ingredients Xi Heming brought back were very fresh. Aunt Wang washed and cut everything she needed. She worked hard for more than half an hour to marinate the meat and set up the stove on the terrace. At this time, the old man Xi in the room was blushing and having a thick neck after losing, but he kept getting braver as he fought. If he lost in Go, he would switch to chess, if he lost in chess, he would switch to checkers, and finally he took out all the flying chess pieces. Xi Heming was shocked. He had never known that there were so many kinds of board games at home.
Jiang Wanwan helped Aunt Wang move all the plates of ingredients outdoors. The two of them worked together very well, fanning a fan and grilling skewers. Xi Heming, who was standing next to Old Man Xi watching him play chess, couldn't hold back anymore. He quietly left the old man behind and followed him to the terrace.
Xi Heming was the one whom Aunt Wang saw growing up, and recently she had seen something strange in his eyes towards Jiang Wanwan, but he didn't seem to notice it at first. After being on a business trip for a few days this time, it seemed like I had an enlightenment. This time, my eyes were glued to Jiang Wanwan and couldn't get rid of her.
Aunt Wang expertly flipped the meat skewers in her hands and watched as Xi Heming approached Jiang Wanwan. Before he could say anything, Jiang Wanwan chased him away with a fan: "Go, go, stay out of the way!"
Xi Heming glanced at Jiang Wanwan without words, reached out and took the fan from her hand: "I'll fan it for you!"
Jiang Wanwan looked at him in surprise: "Brother, did you feel happy when I called you uncle just now? Is it so humiliating to be so humble? You also rush to do the job of fanning the skewers."
Xi Heming's face turned slightly red and he glared at her angrily: "Why are you talking so much? Just stand aside and blow your wind."
Standing and fanning was indeed both smoky and hot. Since Xi Heming was willing to fan, Jiang Wanwan went to the table on the side and picked up the freshly squeezed juice. While drinking, she walked around on the terrace admiring the flowers and plants.
Xi Heming's eyes followed Jiang Wanwan uncontrollably. Looking at Jiang Wanwan's leisurely and contented appearance, Xi Heming couldn't help but smile on his face, and it became brighter and brighter.
Aunt Wang looked at Xi Heming, her eyes followed Jiang Wanwan's figure, and the fan in her hand moved here and there, even if she said she was praising him perfunctorily. Seeing that the fan was about to be stuffed into the stove, Aunt Wang snatched it over and gave a cheering gesture to Xi Heming who turned around: "My fire is very strong, no need to fan, sir, go talk to the madam." .”
Xi Heming looked around at a loss, then picked up a glass of juice from the table, walked to Jiang Wanwan and coughed twice: "Are you doing well these days while I'm on a business trip?"
Jiang Wanwan nodded: "It's all very good. The representatives of your Xi's Group are very satisfied with the product plan, and the R&D department is also working smoothly."
Xi Heming took a sip of juice and looked at the flowerpot in front of him. His usual indifferent voice was a little awkward and nervous: "I'm asking you, do you miss me?"
Jiang Wanwan, who was drinking juice, spat it out, and then coughed so hard that tears flew out. Xi Heming hurriedly rushed to the table, put down the juice in his hand, ran to Jiang Wanwan with the tissue paper, drew a few and handed them to her, then patted her back nervously: "How is it? Did you choke badly?"
Jiang Wanwan covered her mouth with a tissue and looked at Xi Heming with tears in her eyes, coughing and unable to say a word.
Looking at her like this, Xi Heming felt his heart tremble. He patted her back helplessly and distressedly, with a deep sigh in his tone: "Why are you so careless?"
Jiang Wanwan coughed up the juice she had choked on, and finally felt much better. She took out a few more pieces and wiped her mouth, looking at Xi Heming with accusing eyes: "Is it up to me? I'm here to stay well. Enjoy the flowers and the scenery. If you hadn't suddenly asked me if I missed you, I wouldn't have choked like this."
Jiang Wanwan still felt baffled when she said this: "Can you please don't ask such outrageous questions next time? I can't stand the stimulation."
Xi Heming sighed deeply in his heart, but still patted Jiang Wanwan's back gently: "Okay, I won't ask next time."
"So easy to talk to?" Jiang Wanwan looked at Xi Heming in confusion, and then realized that there was a warmth in his eyebrows that was rarely seen in the past. His eyes met each other, and there was actually a little doting and tolerance in his eyes.
Jiang Wanwan was startled by her thoughts and leaned back subconsciously. Xi Heming thought she was going to fall, so he quickly reached out and pulled her into his arms. Jiang Wanwan subconsciously moved her hands forward to block her, and then accidentally placed them on Xi Heming's abdomen.
Familiar people with the same posture, the two of them thought of the wedding at the same time. On that day, Jiang Wanwan accidentally put her hand on Xi Heming's abdomen and felt his strong abdominal muscles.
Recalling the touch that day, and then feeling the feeling under her hands today, Jiang Wanwan looked at Xi Heming without words: "Brother, have you gained weight recently?"
Xi Heming: "!!!"