The most embarrassing thing in this world is not being bumped into by an unfamiliar husband in the bathroom, but that after being bumped into by an unfamiliar husband in the bathroom, you have to pretend that nothing happened and ask the unfamiliar husband to help you with underwear.
This directly led to the exceptional silence on the way back to Nanqiao Hutong.
Cen Sen was so dazed by Ji Mingshu's embarrassment that he wanted to read a document in the car, but when he opened it, there was a mobile barrage replaying Ji Da rapper's masterpiece.
As for Ji Mingshu, probably too embarrassed by himself to speak, he closed his eyes the whole time and turned his head to the window.
Arriving at Nanqiao Hutong, the two who had been speechless along the way somehow regained their instincts as actors, holding hands in tacit understanding and smiling happily, as if they were a loving couple.
Especially Ji Mingshu, when he learned that he was coming here, he deliberately wore a plain pink skirt that he didn't touch much on weekdays, his lipstick was light in color, and the scum girl's big waves were also briefly permed into a docile ponytail, looking virtuous and virtuous The appearance of a good daughter-in-law of twenty-four filial piety.
The alley is narrow, and it is difficult to park a car in it. Ji Mingshu and Cen Sen got off at the intersection and walked in arm in arm.
Zhou Jiaheng followed behind to carry the presents. Seeing the couple's face-changing magic again after two years, he still felt a little cordial for no reason.
Walking to the entrance of the courtyard, the sentry on guard opened the door, and saluted them in an upright manner.
"grandparents!"
Ji Mingshu always had a sweet mouth in front of his elders, when he entered the door and saw his family busy setting up a table in the gazebo, his eyes crooked.
Seeing her, Mrs. Cen couldn't help laughing, "Oh, Xiao Shu is here!"
She handed the bowls and chopsticks to Aunt Zhou, and wiped her handles carefully, then took Ji Mingshu and patted the back of her hand, "You are lucky today. Your favorite braised short ribs!"
"Let me see what kind of cooking you cook yourself." Ji Mingshu looked up and down Mrs. Cen's hand, distressed, "Why are you so thin? I haven't seen you for a long time. Do you feel uncomfortable?"
"What are you worrying about, I'm fine! It's been hot recently, and the clothes have been cut down, so I look thinner. What are you young people talking about... what is it called, visual effects!"
The old lady Cen was full of energy and energy when she spoke, and she really didn't look like she was in poor health. Only then did Ji Mingshu heave a sigh of relief and feel relieved.
Ji Mingshu was sweet-mouthed, cheerful and lively since he was a child, and he was especially able to please the elders in the compound.
Mrs. Cen also watched her grow up, and she completely regarded her as her little granddaughter. A few years ago, when the little girl married into her family, she couldn't stop smiling from ear to ear. Granddaughter-in-law.
On the contrary, it was Cen Sen, the direct grandson, who came home halfway at a sensible age. All these years, he had a gentle but indifferent personality, and Mrs. Cen didn't know how to get close to him.
There is liking, there is distress, and there is guilt, but when we get along, there is always a distance that is unclear.
Not only the old lady Cen, but the entire Cen family and Cen Sen are not as close as Ji Mingshu. As he grows older and takes charge of his own affairs, he is now more interested in taking over as the new head of the Cen family, and the younger generation is even a little afraid of him.
During the meal, the little cousin accidentally touched Cen Sen's chopsticks with the food, and blurted out "I'm sorry" in a panic, and the scene fell silent.
Ji Mingshu was also taken aback, his eyes wandered between his little cousin and Cen Sen, and for a moment, he wondered—did this dog man do something inferior to his little cousin so that people feared him like a chicken? brain hole.
Cen Sen didn't pay attention to this little episode, and gently picked up a piece of ribs for his little cousin, pretending to be considerate to his brother.
It's a pity that the little cousin is young and doesn't know how to hide it. She smiled stiffly and didn't dare to eat.
Today's normal family banquet, although not all people arrive, but there is still a full table, there are some people who are worried, and naturally some who are not.
Seeing the cold scene, his sister-in-law Cen Yingshuang started a conversation, "By the way, Xiao Shu, my friend really likes the places you changed when you came to my house last time. She recently bought a house in the United States. Find an interior designer to give a good design, fees and budget, these are not problems, but it is not convenient to know where you are."
"It's convenient, of course it's convenient, I'm the most free." Ji Mingshu responded immediately, and also said a witty thing, "I like the kind of friend you introduced, sister-in-law, and I can earn some pocket money to buy bags."
"Hey, you're right, I'm not willing to buy you a bag from Asen?" Cen Yingshuang joked.
Ji Mingshu took advantage of the situation and leaned towards Cen Sen's side, and sweetly said: "A Sen earns a lot of money, so we can't let him support me all the time. Besides, I'm also idle when I'm idle, so it's good to find something to do."
Hearing this, Cen Sen turned his head and looked at Ji Mingshu with a smile for three seconds.
Here it comes, here it comes, that look of "what should I do with you, you annoying little darling" came again.
Ji Mingshu sometimes admires this doggy man, and his acting skills of pretending to be affectionate and doting in front of his elders are even on par with hers.
When the staring was over and she looked away, she unconsciously got goosebumps all over her body.
"A Sen, this is your fault," Cen Yingshuang automatically blocked the performance of the two of them, pointing to Cen Sen with a small mouth, posing as an elder, "You have returned to Junyi now, Xiao Shu is usually idle and bored, then you can Arrange for her to join the company to learn more and to make use of her strengths."
Play to strengths
How to make the multinational group go bankrupt in situ
Cen Sen paused for a moment, then said in a gentle voice, "I'll just take care of Xiao Shu, and it's what I should do to take care of her."
—The third scene of the first scene of the large-scale sitcom "The Loving Couple", click.
Perhaps it was the young and sweet love that caught the eyes of the older single female doctor, so Cen Yingshuang got up and went to the bathroom.
Before she could sit still, she suddenly stared at Cen Sen again.
Immediately afterwards, as if she had discovered a new world, she put down her chopsticks and asked, "A Sen, why does your hair grow so fast? Two weeks ago, Mingshu posted on Moments, your hair is still so short." She compared it with her thumb and index finger. A long and short.
"Cough! Cough cough!"
Ji Mingshu was drinking soup when he caught off guard and choked, almost coughing until he died on the spot.
Cen Sen was very considerate, patting her on the back, feeding her water, and wiping the corners of her lips with a tissue.
The few people sitting next to him also asked Ji Mingshu a few words with concern.
Ji Ming regained his composure, and said that it was all right, but before he had time to rejoice that the fatal topic was brought to the past, Cen Yingshuang displayed the scientific research spirit of a female doctor who was thirsty for knowledge, and changed the word order of the question just now. asked again.
She even dug out Ji Mingshu's circle of friends, compared Cen Sen and the pictures back and forth, and said something strange in her mouth: "It's really growing fast, according to the proportion of the picture, you have grown at least two centimeters in the past fourteen days, normal Human hair growth rate should be one centimeter per month. What kind of hair growth hormone do you use? What kind of hair growth hormone do you use at a young age? What brand is it? "
Cen Sen glanced at Ji Mingshu indiscriminately.
Ji Mingshu lowered his head, and kept his ears shut, only eating roasted spareribs.
After all, she doesn't understand why my sister-in-law is so meticulous and full of research spirit, why she can't see that the picture is P.
Cen Sen has been in Australia for the past two years, so busy that he didn't even return to China during the Spring Festival.
As Mrs. Cen, Ji Mingshu travels all over the world with nothing to do. If she doesn't often go to Australia to visit her husband, it seems that she can't stabilize her personality as a loving couple.
But she really didn't want to have too many self-invited exchanges with Cen Sen, a cheap husband, so after thinking about it, she found a photo artist to help make the same frame, and then regularly sent a friend who Cen's family could see circle, creating a false prosperity that she often flew to Australia to visit Cen Sen, and the two of them were in love with each other.
After posting like this for two years, the boat hasn't capsized. Even at this moment, the sister-in-law found that Cen Sen's hair was so long that she didn't question the authenticity of the picture. It seems to prove that the photo artist she found is highly skilled, has no flaws, and is worth the money
Thinking of this, Ji Mingshu felt a little relieved.
Probably old and young sat at a table, and the topic Cen Yingshuang raised seemed too nonsensical on this occasion. Before Cen Sen could answer, Mr. Cen said solemnly: "You don't talk when you eat and sleep, you read a lot, why are you getting better and better?" There are no rules. People in their thirties still look like children, no wonder they can't get married!"
"...?"
Didn’t everyone chatter loudly just now? How come she can't eat or sleep here? Besides, what does this have to do with her not getting married in her thirties? Does this family still discriminate against older unmarried young women
Cen Yingshuang felt that she was innocent, and opened her mouth to defend herself.
Cen Yuanchao glanced at her at the right time, motioning her not to talk back.
Cen Yingshuang didn't listen to what other people said, but Cen Yuanchao's elder brother's words were still very useful. She endured it and silently suppressed the small essay.
Because of Mr. Cen's words, the second half of the meal was very quiet.
After dinner, old man Cen asked Cen Yuanchao and Cen Sen to go upstairs to talk, and the rest stayed in the gazebo to chat with old lady Cen to enjoy the cool.
It wasn't until night fell that the conversation between the three generations of the Cen family's grandparents was over.
It was dark at night, Ji Mingshu and Cen Yingshuang were chatting and laughing, but didn't notice Cen Sen leaving the room for a while. It wasn't until Cen Sen walked up the steps of the gazebo that she caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of her eye.
Who would have thought that Cen Yingshuang was just talking about being excited, and forgot all taboos, "... I really haven't seen a little girl who loves to wet the bed more than you, I guess you don't even remember it. There was no one in the courtyard, you are here We watched cartoons at home, fell asleep while watching, and even peed on the sofa! Cen Yang loves cleanliness the most, and he didn’t dislike you to death! He slipped you to the bed, and just torn the sofa by himself The condom was washed, hahahahaha... "
When Cen Yingshuang mentioned "Cen Yang" out of the blue, everyone didn't quite react.
After they reacted, everyone noticed Cen Sen stepping into the pavilion one after another, feeling the night wind was very cold for a moment.
Ji Mingshu winked at Cen Yingshuang immediately, but Cen Yingshuang didn't pay attention.
She seriously suspects that my sister-in-law has done too much physics research, and she wants to change the direction to sprint for awards in the "Which Pot Doesn't Open and Lift Which Pot Competition".
It was only eight o'clock when we left Nanqiao Hutong, and the night was already dark.
Sitting in the back seat of the car, Ji Mingshu rarely felt uncomfortable. She turned her head to look out the window, and couldn't help but observe Cen Sen's expression quietly through the reflection of the window.
But Cen Sen was leaning on the back of the chair, her profile was too thin and shallow, she also leaned back unconsciously, her head pressed against the back of the chair...
In the next second, she caught Cen Sen's eyes on the car window without warning:)