"Oh, sorry to trouble you."
Cheng Yulan smiled like a chrysanthemum flower, nodded at Jiang He, then closed the door and turned around.
"Didn't you say you were going to Brother Xu's house to do your homework?"
"Yes, I did so much." Xiaoyan showed off his notebook.
"Then upstairs and downstairs … why did that sister bring it back for you?"
"Brother Xu was afraid that I would roll down the stairs, so he asked Sister Jiang He to bring me up."
Xiaoyan said as he took a big apple from the coffee table and took a big bite.
Sweet.
I'll bring it to Brother Xu next time.
"Oh, this kid is quite meticulous." Cheng Yulan looked sure, then took her granddaughter's homework.
Although she couldn't understand it, the densely packed words showed that Xiaoyan didn't slack off. "Write more and let Xu Qing teach you more. Otherwise, if your mom comes and sees that your homework hasn't been touched, she won't bring you to play at Grandma's place next time."
"Got it!"
"Who brought it back?" The old man sat on the sofa and asked.
"Little Qing Zi's girlfriend, the quiet one."
"Oh, her …"
The image of Xu Qing and his wife walking down the stairs hand in hand appeared in the old man's mind. "That kid is quite picky. This time, Old Xu and his wife are happy."
"If it were me, I'd be happy too. Look at them, they're like a couple every day … It looks like they're getting married soon."
Cheng Yulan suddenly let out a long sigh. "In the blink of an eye, Xiaoyan has grown up so much, and Xu Qing that kid has also become an adult … How did time pass so quickly? I feel like he went to the river naked to catch loaches yesterday. "
"…"
There was no response.
"Eh?" Cheng Yulan looked at him.
"…"
The old man began to lean against the sofa and snored.
Cheng Yulan was used to it. She took the remote control and changed the channel to find a TV series. The sound changed, and the old man woke up.
"Why did you change the channel?"
"You were asleep."
"I'm not asleep. I'm listening."
The old man said confidently, "Otherwise, how would I know that you changed the channel?"
…
When Jiang He went downstairs to go home, Xu Qing had already taken a shower and was sitting on the sofa in his pajamas, playing with the computer.
"You should take an early shower and rest. We'll go shopping for New Year's goods tomorrow."
"Are you going to buy it outside?"
"Why don't you go to my room and buy some?" Xu Qing glanced at him.
As soon as the words left his mouth, Jiang He realized that he had said something stupid again. Before he could remedy it, Xu Qing's tone made him gnash his teeth in anger.
Hmph!
"I'm going to take a bath."
She snorted and stomped back to her room to look for her pajamas.
"I'm hungry again. I'll cook some noodles. Do you want some?" Xu Qing shouted as he rubbed his stomach.
"You didn't eat your fill tonight?"
"When you're full, you'll get hungry quickly. This is called a midnight snack," he said.
Jiang He thought that he had cooked too little. When he heard this, he was relieved. "I don't …"
Just when she was about to refuse, she suddenly remembered the fragrant pork ribs soup in the kitchen and said, "Just a little … I'll cook."
"Don't. You should take a shower and come out to eat. After that, you can play on the computer and sleep."
Twenty minutes later, two bowls of fragrant noodles came out of the oven with two poached eggs on top.
This was something that Jiang He had never learned. He broke it up every time. It could only be said that it was a talent.
The clear oil floated on the surface and the milky white soup looked very appetizing. This time, even the garlic was abandoned by Xu Qing. He directly held the bowl and ate a few mouthfuls.
"Smells good, right?"
"Smells good!"
Jiang He held the bowl happily. He had learned another trick. In the future, he could buy pork ribs for three meals.
"When I was a child, my father and my mother quarreled. My mother was so angry that she went back to her parents' house. Then, there was only a big pot of pork ribs soup left in the pot. My father didn't know how to cook, so he put the big pot of pork ribs soup on the balcony."
Xu Qing pointed to the balcony. "It froze overnight. Then, he cooked noodles every day. When he cooked, he dipped a spoonful of frozen pork ribs soup and poured it on top. When my mother came back, it was almost finished."
"You can do that?" Jiang He was amazed.
"Lazy people always have their own ways. If this happens in the future, you can try it. It's filling and delicious." Xu Qing smiled. "Now that there is a refrigerator, we don't even need to put it on the balcony."
"Then, let's freeze it too."
"No, no, no. Just try it. There are more delicious dishes. Tomorrow, we'll buy the New Year goods. There will be chicken, duck, fish — chicken soup with noodles has a different taste. It's also very fragrant."
For some reason, Xu Qing often wanted to eat these things that were hard to find outside. It was delicious to eat hot pot and roast meat outside, but it was only delicious. It was far less satisfying than this bowl of noodles.
"Maybe I'm not born to enjoy happiness …" He laughed at himself. He picked up the bowl and drank two mouthfuls of soup. His whole body felt comfortable.
In the middle of the night, the two of them were eating happily at the table in their pajamas. When they finished the bowl of noodles, Jiang He regretted that she didn't ask him to cook more.
"I finally know what it feels like to die without regrets."
"Is that necessary?" Xu Qing was shocked.
"If I can eat a bowl of noodles before I die, I definitely won't have any regrets." Jiang He's expression was very serious.
Feeling the warmth in her stomach, she licked her lips. The tip of her tongue rolled over the corner of her mouth, and there was some aftertaste.
This was different from the kind of delicious cake. When she ate the cake, she wanted to marvel, but after eating the noodles, she only wanted to sigh.
This was a very satisfying feeling of happiness.
"I'm not full …"
"Didn't you say that you only need a little? I even cooked some extra for you. " Xu Qing cleaned up the dishes impatiently. "Eat it tomorrow. Eating too much at night is not good for your body. You will become a little fat."
"I'm really not full. I'm hungry after bathing." Jiang He was not satisfied.
"Then I'll touch your stomach. If it's bulging, you are full. If it's not, then I'll cook."
Jiang He was conflicted. Touch her stomach?
She looked down. Her stomach was really not flat.
"Then forget it. I'll cook it tomorrow morning."
"You can take a breath, and your stomach will look flat." Xu Qing helped her with the idea.
"What's the point?" Jiang He didn't understand what this person was thinking. She looked at him suspiciously. "You want to touch my stomach?"
"I don't want to touch it. I just want to know if you are full."
"You just want to touch it."
"Okay, I think. It's not illegal to think about it."
Xu Qing returned to the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks. "The supper is over. Play games and go to bed."
Jiang He must be full. He ate two big bowls for dinner. The bowl of noodles just now was also a big bowl. He was just greedy.
He washed the two pairs of bowls and chopsticks and put them back neatly. Xu Qing wiped his hands and looked at the time.
"Today is the first day of practicing boxing. I'm very tired. I have to go to bed early.
Good night. "
"Good night."
Jiang He replied. He touched his stomach and leaned on the sofa. He didn't want to move, just like how Xu Qing and Ge You usually lay down.
"People need to know hunger and cold, because when they are full, they think of silver." Xu Qing went back to the room. Before closing the door, he leaned out half of his body and said, "Don't sneak into my room in the middle of the night and do anything excessive to me."
The room door was closed.
Jiang He was left in the living room.
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