Jiang Jinjin was particularly moved.
She has received many gifts since she was a child, but none of them touched her heartstrings this time.
Even Zhou Mingfeng's meticulously prepared gift could not compare to this small handmade villa.
She wanted to show it off to the whole world, and immediately posted it on Weibo in Moments, letting the whole world know that she received such a big villa today! Of course, by the way, I also live broadcasted Zhou Mingfeng's moving. It was as if her whole world had changed.
Zhou Mingfeng received a small composition from Jiang Jinjin.
Obviously, the protagonist of the essay is not him.
This made him fall into deep thought. Could it be that one of his blueprints of the manor is not as good as this kind of handmade villa that deceives children
This was what Assistant Liu saw when he came in.
He thought Zhou always encountered some work problems.
Seeing Zhou Mingfeng hesitated to speak, he finally shook his head under Assistant Liu's expectant gaze, and said softly, "Today's Christmas, you should get off work early and go back to accompany your wife."
Assistant Liu thought for a while and asked curiously, "Mr. Zhou, have you prepared a gift for your wife this time?"
Thinking about it now, with Mr. Zhou being wise and powerful, most things at work would not make him show that expression.
Then, there are only private matters, and now the only thing that can affect Mr. Zhou's mind is Mr. Zhou's wife, except Mr. Zhou's son.
After much deliberation, he still prefers to be his wife.
Is it because you haven't prepared a gift yet? Worried about presents
Zhou Mingfeng replied: "Ready."
Assistant Liu nodded, "Then... Mr. Zhou, am I off work?"
The presents have been given away, and it seems that there is no room for him to use his talents.
"Go."
On the other side, Jiang Jinjin naturally found the drawings under the pillow.
But the first draft of that kind of design, a layman can't see any tricks at all. Of course, Jiang Jinjin would not think of this blueprint as a Christmas gift, thinking that it was Zhou Mingfeng who accidentally fell on the bed, so he put this The drawings were collected and put back on his study desk.
When Zhou Mingfeng came back from get off work, Jiang Jinjin and Zhou Yan had already had dinner.
Zhou Yan continued to go back to the room and put himself into the quiz mode, while Jiang Jinjin went back to the bedroom... knitting a scarf.
She was also on a whim.
When I went to the convenience store today, I found that Deng Qin and another girl were knitting scarves. I asked them and found out that they were New Year's Day gifts for my boyfriend.
She was still immersed in the touch of that small handmade villa and couldn't extricate herself.
So by accident, I drove to the store to buy knitting needles and dark gray wool.
Of course, she overestimated herself. Seeing that Deng Qin and the others weaving scarves were really easy, she just felt like moving her fingers. Why is it so difficult to get to her? While struggling on the verge of giving up, Zhou Mingfeng came back.
"What are you doing?" Zhou Mingfeng asked.
His sudden sound startled her.
She gave him a blank look, "I almost poked it. Can't you see what I'm doing? Weaving a scarf."
Woven scarves
Frankly speaking, Zhou Mingfeng really didn't see it.
Of course, he also guessed that the scarf was probably not knitted for him. If it was for him, she wouldn't let him know now.
So…
Zhou Mingfeng asked inexplicably, "Knit a scarf for A Yan?"
Jiang Jinjin was still looking down at the needlework method without raising his head, "Yes. But don't tell him yet."
It's not that I want to surprise Zhou Yan.
She just felt... Most likely she would choose to give up.
Zhou Mingfeng's eyes fell heavily on the top of her hair. It's impossible to say that you are not subtle in your heart, but after thinking about it, you can only nod and agree.
The relationship between her and A Yan was so good, it was beyond his expectation.
But he is happy to see it come true, not only for A Yan, but also for her.
On New Year's Day, students also have three days off.
Before the holiday, Zhou Yan borrowed a notebook from Xu Congjian, and now he is going to return it to him when it is used up. But when he was still taking notes, some students were playing around and bumped into Xu Congjian's desk, and several of Xu Congjian's notebooks fell to the ground.
At this moment Xu Congjian went to fetch the boiling water and was not on the seat.
Seeing Zhou Yan squatting down to pick up the notebook, the two quarreling students were too frightened to speak.
Although Zhou Yan is not making trouble now and is studying hard, and almost got in the top ten in the midterm exam this semester, the students are still afraid of him.
There was low air pressure all around.
Zhou Yan didn't care at all. When picking up Xu Congjian's notebook, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a word he wrote in the blank space, and was stunned for a moment.
The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, that is a word, Jiang.
Zhou Yan just froze for a while, then stood up, clutching the notebook in his hand, Xu Congjian walked into the classroom with a thermos, and saw the notebook in Zhou Yan's hand, his expression froze.
The atmosphere suddenly became weird.
The other students stopped talking and looked at the two with puzzled faces.
Zhou Yan lowered his eyes, and put the notebook back on Xu Congjian's desk as if nothing had happened.
"Xu Congjian," Zhou Yan looked down at his watch, "It's still early, how about we go play a game?"
Xu Congjian was silent for a moment, nodded, walked over, and pressed the thermos cup on the notebook, "Okay."
Both of them can be regarded as academic masters.
I asked the teacher for a class leave, but the teacher also approved it.
On the huge stadium, only Xu Congjian and Zhou Yan changed into jerseys, and they both launched an absolute attack, and no one backed down. This was almost a "battle". For forty minutes, both of them were sweating profusely, very happy. Sitting on the basketball court, Zhou Yan took the mineral water Xu Congjian handed over, and drank a large bottle in one go.
Zhou Yan didn't mention the notebook.
Xu Congjian didn't say anything either.
But all the words have been said.
"I heard from her that you want to go to medical school?"
"kindness."
"Then study hard." Zhou Yan said, "I bet you to be the number one scholar in science this year. I bet huge sums of money with Yan Zhengfei."
Xu Congjian showed a faint smile, "Okay."
In the winter, Zhou Yan sweated and blew the wind again, and caught a cold after returning home at night.
Jiang Jinjin also took the convenience store employees to dinner outside.
After the family doctor came, he prescribed medicine and left. Zhou Mingfeng was busy in the study for a long time before turning off the computer and going to the second bedroom next door. Zhou Yan was sitting on the bed reading a book.
In fact, father and son rarely talk to each other.
Although the relationship is much closer than before, neither Zhou Mingfeng nor Zhou Yan are used to changing the previous way of getting along.
Zhou Yan suddenly asked: "Will you and her be together forever?"
Zhou Mingfeng still didn't know how to answer this question.
He looked into his son's eyes and said, "I don't know."
Zhou Yan was very excited for a moment, and sat up straight, "I don't know? Don't you want to spend the rest of your life with her?"
That's okay, he has already figured out that she will stay in this family for the rest of her life.
"This is not something you should worry about." Zhou Mingfeng also told the truth. No one can guarantee a lifetime, if he takes a lifetime as an oath, I am afraid that with her character, she would like to run away immediately.
On this snowy night, Zhou Mingfeng spoke his mind to his son for the first time.
"If, one day I won't be here." Zhou Mingfeng's voice was steady and light, as if he was talking about something very common, "Be nicer to her."
Zhou Yan was stunned.
How did this suddenly extend to a matter of life and death
He looked puzzled.
Zhou Mingfeng smiled lightly and said: "I am twelve years older than her. This kind of thing is very likely to happen. At that time, if she knows someone else, you should remember to check for her. If you have a family at that time, you will Remember to visit her often, she likes to be lively, but she is afraid of trouble, you should control it yourself."
He may not really be young anymore.
Occasionally, I also think about the aftermath.
She was so much younger than him, and presumably he would walk ahead of her too. fair enough.
As for why I mentioned this to my son, it is probably because I am no longer young.
Zhou Yan looked at his father in a daze, obviously his father didn't say anything, but he did, it was the first time he really felt that his father loved Ms. Jiang very much.
Zhou Mingfeng's life is not equal to Jiang Jinjin's life.
He has been her all his life, and she doesn't have to be, but even so, he is ready.
The door was ajar.
Jiang Jinjin leaned against the wall outside and listened quietly to the conversation.
…
When Zhou Mingfeng returned to the bedroom, Jiang Jinjin had already removed his makeup in the bathroom. After she washed up, she sat by the bed, glanced at Zhou Mingfeng, and called up an authoritative investigation report from her mobile phone.
"Surveys show that women generally live longer than men." Jiang Jinjin snorted softly, "You still don't believe me when I say you're a black-hearted capitalist, but now I've caught the handle. No matter how old Zhou Yan is, it is not certain who will provide for whom in the old age."
Zhou Mingfeng looked at the investigation report very seriously.
After reading it, he looked at her again.
Jiang Jinjin reached out and tapped his forehead, then put his hands on his hips, "You father and son, heh, man."
Zhou Mingfeng took her hand and put it in his arms, "Are you angry?"
Jiang Jinjin: "No, you are very insidious, and you asked him to help me check it out. Just like him, I will definitely say it," she imitated Zhou Yan's tone and said deliberately, "This old man compares with my dad. That's going to the moon and touching porcelain, Ms. Jiang, why is your vision getting worse and worse?"
Zhou Mingfeng was amused by her.
Jiang Jinjin hugged him and bit his shoulder blade, "Why don't you help me choose some candidates first?"
Zhou Mingfeng's old jealousy just wanted to show off in front of his son.
She can guarantee that if one day he is really gone, he will turn into A Piao and stay by her side.
If Zhou Yan really helped her check and make a decision for her, this old Ah Piao might jump around and scold his unfilial son, and sneer at Zhou Yan in his dream at night.
When Jiang Jinjin thought of that scene, he was overjoyed.
"Are you happy?" Zhou Mingfeng approached her and asked.
Jiang Jinjin seemed to be unaware... and continued to provoke him madly and unknowingly, "I think it's better to take care of it, so I don't need to find the old man."
Think of Mrs. Liu, swaying.
It wasn't until Zhou Mingfeng's hand wrapped around her wrist and exerted a little force that she came back to her senses, stretched out her hand and hugged his neck, and said seriously: "Live longer."
Love me for many years.
Zhou Mingfeng froze, and embraced her in his arms calmly.
Zhou Yan is seventeen years old this year.
He has received many, many love letters, but he doesn't understand what love is.
Are you saying I love you every day
seems not.
He had never heard his father and Ms. Jiang talk about love, but after tonight, he vaguely understood that maybe his father had been looking forward to having such a fairy appear in his life.
Fortunately, here she is.