Substitute for the little ancestor

"What are you two talking about?"

Si Chenmo also knelt down and patted Routuan's head.

Routuan has a very docile personality, rarely protects food when eating, and has almost never seen it.

It's been said that when you provide your pet with plenty of food and treats, it also becomes generous.

"I didn't talk about anything, just a casual conversation between friends."

"I mentioned Li Juexiu and Hui Yingzi twice, but I didn't get any other information."

Speaking of Hui Yingzi, Li Juexiu was in deep thought. He asked Ruan Tong: "Are the two of them still dating?"

"Hmm, maybe people with amnesia have a 'baby bird feeling'. People who see it at first sight will always have a sense of intimacy."

Si Chenmo didn't speak.

Regarding Li Juexiu's relationship, perhaps he is still not qualified to judge.

-

"Grandpa, I'm here to disturb you again."

Xiang Lingfeng parked his car outside the door, holding two boxes of supplements for the elderly.

Xiang Tianqing feeds the fish in the yard.

Looking up, he saw Xiang Lingfeng with big and small bags.

"Come here, why do you bring something, I am an old man who doesn't lack anything at home."

"It's not because I'm always thinking about grandpa, hehe."

Xiang Lingfeng smiled.

But Xiang Tianqing understood his mind.

Picking up the crutch that was leaning on the side, he picked up the pestle on the ground: "If you have nothing to do, go to the Three Treasures Hall."

"Tell me, what happened?"

Xiang Lingfeng smiled: "Oh, grandpa, can't I just come to have a meal with you?"

Xiang Tianqing waved his hand: "Stop, what's on your mind, kid, don't I know?"

Xiang Tianqing's words hit the nail on the head, and Xiang Lingfeng was no longer polite.

"hey-hey."

The water in the pool was still dripping with rain, and he said to Ling Feng: "Let's go, Grandpa, it's still raining outside, let's go inside and talk."

"Yeah, the light rain has been falling for two days."

Xiang Tianqing complained.

Facing his old man, he spoke to Ling Feng straight to the point.

He took out the watch that Li Juexiu gave him from his bag, and put it on the table: "This is it, please fix it for me."

"Yo, when did you wear this thing?"

In my impression, Xiang Lingfeng never wore a pocket watch.

Xiang Tianqing picked up his pocket watch and put on reading glasses to look up and down, he said, "Did you fix it for others?"

Xiang Lingfeng poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Xiang Tianqing.

Then the whole person slumped on the sofa and raised his legs casually: "Yes, my friend's watch is a little worn out. It's not that my grandfather used to be a master craftsman, so"

"So you're thinking of me?"

Xiang Lingfeng glanced at Xiang Tianqing and smiled: "I think of you all the time, okay?"

Xiang Tianqing looked at the watch and stroked the mirror frame: "Tell me, which girl's is it?"

"You're done, Grandpa, why did you become so gossipy all of a sudden?"

Xiang Tianqing laughed twice: "Hey, can you not gossip? Zhou Zhou's wedding is about to be set, you didn't read the post from the Tao family, that big red paper."

"Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou, grandpa, you already know Tao Zhou Zhou, why don't you talk about other people in the circle, are there still few people getting married at the age of 30?"

Xiang Tianqing interrupted Xiang Lingfeng's words: "Stop, don't make this up for me, it's their business if they don't get married, we can't do it to the Xiang family."

Xiang Lingfeng is 27 years old. For now, he certainly hasn't had enough time.

"Okay, grandpa, just help me repair the watch and it's over, don't worry about the rest."

Xiang Tianqing wanted to say something, but Xiang Lingfeng stood up: "Grandpa, I'll go to the kitchen to help."

"..."

The latter was speechless.

-

Li Juexiu sat quietly in the room, always feeling empty in his heart, as if at the moment when he handed over the form.

He was a little worried, and began to regret why he suddenly became so credulous.

The phone screen turned on and off, but the message in the dialog box was still sent out.

Xiang Lingfeng was driving home after dinner, and the road was very congested.

His phone beeps loud enough, too.

The man impatiently thought it was a spam message and ignored it.

Xiang Lingfeng finally ran out of patience when Tao Zhouzhou called.

He parked the car on a curb.

Shouted to Tao Zhouzhou on the phone: "What the hell do you want?"

Tao Zhouzhou was taken aback.

"Have you taken gunpowder?"

Xiang Lingfeng rubbed the center of his eyebrows, as if his attitude had gone too far.

After being silent for a while, Xiang Lingfeng lit a cigarette: "Tell me, what's the matter."

The window followed.

Tao Zhouzhou wanted to share the mood with him, but he lost his desire in an instant when he yelled at Ling Feng.

He suppressed his voice, and said a little unhappy: "I'm getting married."

Xiang Lingfeng flicked the cigarette ash with his fingertips outside the car window, and he replied calmly: "I know."

Tao Zhouzhou wanted to ask Xiang Lingfeng to come out for a drink, and Zhao Yanrou agreed, which was his last madness before he got married.

But looking at Ling Feng's indifferent attitude, Tao Zhouzhou didn't want to go out so much.

He snorted: "There's nothing else, just go ahead and I'll hang up."

Without giving Xiang Lingfeng time to speak, Tao Zhouzhou hung up the phone first.

"got rejected?"

Next to him, Zhao Yanrou was sitting on the sofa, holding the remote control in his hand.

Tao Zhouzhou hummed and denied: "No, I won't go out."

"Thinking of his stinky face, I'm too lazy to accompany you, sir."

Zhao Yanrou turned to look at him: "What's the matter?"

On the table is freshly mixed fruit.

She picked up a bamboo stick and inserted a piece of cantaloupe into Tao Zhouzhou's mouth.

"It's nothing, he's in a bad mood recently, so I won't mess with this Buddha."

Zhao Yanrou sneered.

She knew Xiang Lingfeng's character more or less.

Maybe it's a woman's nature to ask the bottom line, so she asked again: "What's the matter, what's wrong with you?"

Tao Zhouzhou stopped chewing the cantaloupe: "Why do you care so much about him?"

Zhao Yanrou knew that this was a sign that a man was going to be jealous and angry.

She tugged Tao Zhouzhou's ear: "Hi buddy, what else can I do?"

Tao Zhouzhou let out an oh, then lowered his head and flicked his cell phone in a daze: "He, he wants to pick up the girl he likes just because of his arrogant temper, but he will block it if he doesn't know how to do it."

While starting the engine, Xiang Lingfeng sneezed suddenly, rubbing his nose: "Who misses me?"

After the lingering rainy night, there is still a trace of tenderness.

When I opened my eyes in the morning, Si Chenmo was no longer there.

Wan Shuhe called Ruan Tong and said that she and Ji Ziyang had an appointment to go out on the weekend, and it happened to be raining, so they went to the foot of the mountain to play.

When Ruan Tong was asked if he would come, he intended to refuse, after all, no one wanted to be a high-wattage light bulb.

But Wan Shuhe died hard.

Ruan Tong smiled helplessly: "Why are you so nervous to be alone with Ji Ziyang?"

Wan Shuhe said: "It's not that I'm nervous, but I just feel that when I really try to accept someone, I will inevitably be a little cautious."