After choosing the cemetery here and setting the time with the management office, Jiang Jinjin and Zhou Mingfeng left the cemetery.
Zhou Mingfeng's cousin is a very honest man, he doesn't talk much, he chooses to ask Zhou Mingfeng about everything, but this cousin is also very nice, unlike the kind of person who doesn't know good from bad, he also cares about Zhou Mingfeng very much , insisting that Zhou Mingfeng go back to the hotel to rest, and wait until the afternoon to go to the funeral parlor. The honest man became stubborn, and Zhou Mingfeng couldn't refuse, so he had to follow Jiang Jinjin back to the hotel. Assistant Liu had two rooms. Jiang Jinjin was afraid of disturbing Zhou Mingfeng's rest, so he let him sleep in the room, and she went to Zhou Yan's room next door.
Zhou Mingfeng looked at her.
This reminded Jiang Jinjin of what he said today - sleep with me for a while.
She explained: "The convenience store has to start filing accounts and tax returns, so we can't delay, and Edwin also sent me the information for translation. You just sleep well, and I'll go to Zhou Yan's room."
Zhou Mingfeng hummed, which is considered to be a response.
Jiang Jinjin came to Zhou Yan's room with his computer and mobile phone.
Zhou Yan didn't disapprove of her, he just watched her work, quietly turned off the game, and lay on the sofa flipping through his phone boredly. He remembered what she said at the dinner table today, and her concern during this time, anyway, he had nothing to do. With this in mind, Zhou Yan went out, and Jiang Huang was not very familiar with him. Yes, he will come back only once during the Chinese New Year. He followed the navigation route to the busiest square, and quickly went to the milk tea shop to buy two cups of milk tea.
One cup for him, and another cup of fruit tea for Jiang Jinjin.
Returning to the room, seeing that Jiang Jinjin was still busy, he gently put the milk tea where she could see it.
Hearing the movement, Jiang Jinjin raised his head and asked curiously, "You bought it for me?"
"Yeah." Zhou Yan's mouth was stubborn, "The second cup is half price. I don't think it's a good deal if you don't buy it."
Jiang Jinjin looked at the logo of the milk tea, but she had never heard of such a discount for this milk tea.
The lad has gone too far!
She wasn't polite to him either, she poked it open with a straw and took a sip with a satisfied face, "Thanks."
It's the sweetness she likes.
Although the young man is awkward, he is very smart, and he knows how to infer other things from one instance, and infer the taste of milk tea she likes to drink from the taste of her favorite sparkling water, which is very good.
No wonder it's the hero of the campus novel.
When Jiang Jinjin was busy with the translation work, Zhou Yan seized the time and asked her in a low voice, "Did my dad tell you about that?"
"which one?"
Zhou Yan pursed his lips, turned his head with an uneasy expression, "Just... the time you invited your parents, you went to school."
In fact, this incident can be regarded as black history for Zhou Yan. Occasionally, he would also fall into doubt. In the future, if he encounters a similar situation, is it necessary for him to rush forward
"Oh." Jiang Jinjin remembered, "You mean the time when you acted bravely?"
When Zhou Yan heard the words "be brave when he sees justice", Zhou Yan was so embarrassed that he dodged his eyes, "Don't mention it. Did my dad tell you, it's the inside story of that incident."
Jiang Jinjin shook his head, "I didn't say anything, I didn't even mention it."
Before Zhou Yan felt relaxed, she said again: "However, I can probably guess the inside story of what you said. You were plotted about that matter."
Zhou Yan: "?"
Jiang Jinjin finally had a feeling that his IQ and scheming were crushing him, and he couldn't help but "be kind and kind." What's the matter, isn't the matter resolved?"
"Is this courageous and honest?" Zhou Yan laughed at himself, "Do you and my dad think I'm very stupid, very stupid?"
Seeing that Zhou Yan seemed to be in a state of self-loathing, Jiang Jinjin recalled that he probably thought about not relying on his family or his father after the age of eighteen because of this incident. It was a big blow to him.
Jiang Jinjin doesn't have the potential to be a bosom sister.
But Zhou Yan has already opened up his heart to her. If she doesn't say anything, it will be a blow to him.
Teenagers are quite fragile.
She pondered for a moment, played with the pen in her hand subconsciously, and after clearing her mind, said: "For example, if you say you are stupid, we will treat you as a fool for the time being."
Zhou Yan: "..."
Hello!
"If the world was full of smart people like me and your dad..."
Zhou Yan slowly put out a question mark: "?"
"Everyone has to weigh the pros and cons, and only choose what is good for you, then I don't think the world will be as good as it is now." Jiang Jinjin suddenly looked at Zhou Yan seriously, "In this world, a child's heart is needed. They're all old foxes, so what's the point? So, going back to the previous assumption, even if you're stupid, you're still cute and precious."
Zhou Yan's ears turned slightly red.
Probably to cover up the matter, he said, "Correct you, I don't think you are the same kind of person as my dad."
Jiang Jinjin was speechless, "Do you mean I'm not smart?"
"Normal." Zhou Yan answered honestly.
Jiang Jinjin rolled his eyes. Sure enough, he shouldn't have given him the slightest look, "It's average, but it's much smarter than you."
Zhou Yan held back his laughter, "Are you proud? I am sixteen this year, and you are twenty-eight."
"Go away, twenty seven, twenty seven!"
"Okay, twenty-seven, I'll be smarter than you when I'm twenty-seven."
Jiang Jinjin was very perfunctory: "Oh oh oh."
"Wait and see."
Jiang Jinjin found out that Zhou Yan is getting more and more naive now, where is the high-cold school bully before! Where are you going? Can I change it back
Obviously, Zhou Yan still couldn't say no to Jiang Jinjin. Jiang Jinjin was silent for two seconds, and then released his trick: "Young man, you should go to university first and then talk about it!"
Zhou Yan was really depressed: "..."
Here, the night before cremation is important.
Basically all the important things happened this night. Although Zhou Mingfeng was a nephew, he took care of almost everything, so he could participate in the ceremony as a dutiful son. It was very tiring, Jiang Jinjin watched him busy, and he didn't know how many times he just kowtowed to offer incense. Some people would be lazy in this kind of ceremony, but Zhou Mingfeng was solid every time, so when he could rest, Jiang Jinjin found that Zhou Mingfeng's forehead was turning blue.
After thinking about it, she drove to a pharmacy a few kilometers away to buy a box of medicated oil.
Back at the funeral home, taking advantage of no one's attention, she dragged him into the lounge, and closed the door behind her back. Zhou Mingfeng didn't know what she was going to do, so she took out a bottle of medicinal oil from her bag, opened it carefully, While reading the manual, he said, "Your forehead is blue. If you don't deal with it in time, it will probably turn purple tomorrow."
If Jiang Jinjin wants to care about someone, then she will do it to the extreme.
This is one of the reasons why she is so popular.
Whether it's Sun Wenqing or Zhou Yan Xu Congjian, she has always cared about her. If you cared about someone, you should put it into practice. During this time, Zhou Mingfeng was really good to her. Even if it wasn't for that kind of thought, even if it was for repayment, she felt that she should take care of him more.
Zhou Mingfeng stared at her.
She opened the lid, poured some medicated oil into the palm of her hand, rubbed it vigorously until it became hot, and then signaled Zhou Mingfeng: "Sit down, I'll push it away for you."
Zhou Mingfeng stared at her for a few seconds, then sat down again.
Jiang Jinjin looked at him condescendingly at this moment, she moved a little closer, and stretched out her hand to caress his forehead.
A warm touch came.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Jinjin pressed the button clumsily, and the two of them were haunted by the smell of medicinal oil.
After Jiang Jinjin felt that the medicinal oil was almost absorbed, he breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to take a step back, Zhou Mingfeng stretched out his hand and encircled her thin white wrist.
Jiang Jinjin looked down at him.
The four eyes met, and the undercurrent in Zhou Mingfeng's eyes made her startled.
This is the completely unfamiliar Zhou Mingfeng.
But she is not afraid.
In the next second, Zhou Mingfeng stood up, nearly a head higher than her, where her eyes were level, was his chin, and he could also glimpse his Adam's apple.
Her heart tightened, and when she realized it, her nose was filled with his bitter breath.
He hugged her, resting his chin on the top of her hair.
I don't know how long it has passed, it may be as long as a century, and he said hoarsely, "Thank you."
Over the years, he sent away his parents and watched his relatives pass away one after another.
When his father passed away, he and his mother depended on each other for life. At that time, he was terrified, but he could only hide in a corner and bear it by himself.
Later, his mother also died of illness.
What does it feel like, loneliness.
He thought he was used to it, but when he came to the mourning hall and saw that the person lying in the ice coffin would never wake up again, and would never call Sheng Feng lovingly again, his heart was empty. I am used to wearing a mask, and I can calmly chat with relatives, and even deal with trivial matters in an orderly manner. If she hadn't come, without her, he would have been able to deal with these emotions, and even be able to calmly devote himself to his work in a few days. At his age, sadness and sadness are already very luxurious emotions.
Now that she is around, specifically, nothing has changed.
She is not superhuman, and she doesn't have any special skills, but talking to her and sleeping with her for a while, I really feel a little comforted in my heart.
Zhou Mingfeng remembered a sentence he saw not long ago.
Some people get colder and number with age.
Some people will be more fragile and soft.
Is he the former or the latter
unknown.
He only knows that he misses her temperature.
Zhou Yan and Jiang Jinjin can't help much here. I didn't leave the funeral home until ten o'clock in the evening and went back to the hotel.
Tomorrow there will be cremation and burial, so they have to rush there very early.
As soon as Jiang Jinjin took off his makeup, Zhou Yan came to knock on the door. Jiang Jinjin opened the door for him with a mask on her face. The mask she applied today was black, which really shocked Zhou Yan, and Zhou Yan still hadn't calmed down after a while.
"Why?" Jiang Jinjin remembered Zhou Yan's ability to eat, and said, "You can order takeaway if you're hungry, boy, I'm not your nanny."
Zhou Yan was still holding a set of test papers in his hand. Hearing this, he raised his head, "There is one question that I can't do."
"kindness?"
Jiang Jinjin didn't expect that he was only twenty-seven years old, and he had already tasted the pain of checking and teaching homework for bear children!
She looked at the question Zhou Yan pointed to and fell into deep thought.
what happened? Why does she feel that these knowledge points seem to be familiar, but she just can’t figure it out? She finally realized what it was like when her colleagues complained before she passed through the book, "Don’t look at me in college, but I don’t understand the topic of my daughter’s first grade at all!" .
She also felt that her colleagues were exaggerating.
Now that I think about it, not at all.
Okay, she is sure, after graduating for so long, she returned all the knowledge she had learned to the teacher.
She didn't want to admit that she couldn't, so she pressed the mask with her fingertips and asked him, "Why do you ask me?"
Zhou Yan: "In my WeChat address book, you are the only one who is a bachelor's degree graduate."
Who can believe this
Jiang Jinjin immediately refuted him, "Where's your father? Where's your mother? Where's Assistant Liu?"
Let's not talk about Zhou Mingfeng and Zhong Fei, they are college classmates, and Assistant Liu is a talented student.
"My mom is jet-lagged."
Zhou Yan pursed his lips, "As for my dad and Uncle Liu, I'm afraid they will make fun of me for not knowing how to do this."
Jiang Jinjin hugged her chest: "Then you are not afraid that I will laugh at you?"
"Not afraid." Zhou Yan said, "Because you don't look like you can."
Jiang Jinjin:
She decided that even if she wanted to win once and let Zhou Yan experience her knowledge reserves, she had to solve this problem!
She asked him to keep the test paper, "It's a piece of cake, you go back to your room, I'll send you the steps to solve the problem directly later."
Zhou Yan returned to the next room suspiciously.
Jiang Jinjin didn't expect that he was out of the sea of suffering, no, after learning the sea for so long, he actually had to pick up the pen to solve the problem again.
She also deliberately went online to find the answer, but she couldn't find it.
Just when she was about to send the question to Sun Wenqing, a top student, her cell phone rang, and it was Zhou Mingfeng calling.
He said in a low voice, "Haven't slept yet?"
"Yeah." Jiang Jinjin replied casually, "I'm doing a question."
"A question?"
"Why are the current test papers so difficult? Zhou Yan asked me, I haven't calculated the correct result yet."
Zhou Mingfeng snorted, "Send it to me. I'll try."
Jiang Jinjin: "Okay, I'll take a picture for you. If you figure it out, don't tell Zhou Yan that you did it."
"how?"
Jiang Jinjin imitated his tone at the airport that day, "Please understand my self-esteem as a stepmother."