Everyday heroes

Chapter 144 The Kumamon who traveled through time and space
five years older.
The more Guan Lang listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he always felt that Qin Yanxi's mother was implying something.

Isn't Qin Yanxi just five years older than him?

Is it
Is Aunt Qin trying to deal with him and Qin Yanxi?

Guan Lang was shocked suddenly!
No wonder her mother was always very enthusiastic every time she came to Qin Yanxi's house, and she also liked to ask him about things.

Guan Lang suddenly realized.

But the relationship between the two.
He had thought about the possibility of developing a relationship with Qin Yanxi.

But every time he just thinks about it, he feels a little ashamed. The relationship between the two is too familiar, like close friends.

If you want to go beyond this relationship and go further, you will find it difficult.

Moreover, Guan Lang felt that Qin Yanxi just regarded him as a best friend, if he thought about it passionately, wouldn't it mean that he couldn't even be a friend, so it might as well be as it is now.

Ever since he understood Qin Junning's ulterior motives and thoughts, Guan Lang seemed to be in an embarrassing situation.

I regard you as my aunt, but I didn't expect you to want to be my mother.

It was a normal chat at first, but now that I think about it, every sentence seems to have a lot of meaning.

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"Guan Lang, come here." Qin Yanxi's voice came faintly from the kitchen.

"Auntie, I'm going to help in the kitchen first, sister Xi seems to be calling me!" Guan Lang was relieved when he heard the voice from the kitchen, and quickly stood up and apologized to Qin Junning.

"Don't pay attention to that girl, let's continue chatting." Qin Junning still tried to persuade him to stay, wanting to test his mind for his daughter.

But Guan Lang had already decided to go, so she could only helplessly look at Guan Lang's fleeing back from behind.

Guan Lang hurriedly walked, as if escaping from some abyss monster, he opened the kitchen door and walked in.

The kitchen was filled with the smell of food, and the temperature was one or two degrees higher than outside. Qin Yanxi was stirring quickly with a spatula.

"Did you ask me to help?" Guan Lang was quite grateful for Qin Yanxi's voice.

".My mother didn't talk nonsense with you, did she?" Qin Yanxi asked anxiously.

To tell the truth, she was always worried that her mother would say something to Guan Lang without restraint.

It would be so embarrassing if she made it clear what was on her mind.

Moreover, she has tried so many times, but Guan Lang didn't understand anything.

It is obvious that Guan Lang still only regards the relationship between the two of them as friends. If his mother picks it out, it will definitely be even more useless, and it will only disrupt her rhythm.

"No, Auntie just asked about my mother's recent situation."

"That's good." Qin Yanxi breathed a sigh of relief. "Come and help me fry the vegetables, and I'll cook the soup."

Guan Lang put on his apron, took the spatula, and the two of them silently started to get busy.

Qin Junning quietly lay on the glass of the kitchen door, watching the tacit understanding in the kitchen, took out his mobile phone and quietly took a few photos.

Isn't this good? It looks like a young couple.

After taking the photo, she immediately left the door to avoid being discovered by the two of them.

Sitting back on the sofa, she looked at the phone carefully for a while, and felt that it was really a man of talent and beauty.

After seeing it by herself, she still felt a bit mean. After thinking about it, she tapped her finger lightly, and then sent the photo to Guan Lang's mother and daughter's father to have a look.

Comrade Guan Ma Xie responded to the message very quickly. She quickly responded with an emoji smile, which made Qin Junning startled when he saw it.

This expression has lost its original meaning among young people, but many middle-aged and elderly people still use it as a normal smiling expression.

This makes many young people can't help but think about it when they see this expression when chatting with their elders, whether the other party has deep meaning.

Although Qin Junning's daughter is not young anymore, she is still young at heart, so her understanding of this Internet culture is still very close to that of the younger generation.

The two mothers just started chatting on WeChat.

When Guan Lang and the others finished cooking and came out with the food, Qin Junning hurriedly turned off the screen secretly, and stood up pretending to be nonchalant: "It's ready so soon. Men and women are matched, so you won't be tired from working."

Several people sat at the dinner table.

Guan Langcai gradually felt that something was wrong. Didn't he say that he was invited to come, and Qin's mother would cook for him?

Why now it's him and Qin Yanxi cooking together.

But he didn't dare to say, and he didn't dare to ask.

At the dinner table, Qin Junning kept adding vegetables to Guan Lang's bowl, very enthusiastically.

Guan Lang swallowed his saliva and thanked him repeatedly.

Combining the power of Guan and Qin, the dishes on the dinner table are extremely rich.

There are six dishes and one soup. Fortunately, Guan Lang's appetite is different from ordinary people, otherwise he would definitely not be able to finish it.

At the end of lunch, it was his "personal show".

Qin Yanxi was fine, she already knew about his appetite, but Qin Junning's face couldn't stop being surprised.

She was quite worried about whether the child would eat enough, but seeing Guan Lang eating happily, she was too embarrassed to ask.

Soon, all the dishes on the dinner table were wiped out.

Guan Lang put down the bowl in embarrassment, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Aunt Qin, my appetite has grown a bit lately."

Shocked, Qin Junning took out a tissue and handed it over, smiled: "It's a blessing to be able to eat, people in our family have small appetites, and there are often leftovers, and there is a shortage of one with a large appetite."

Guan Lang smiled politely, not responding to the hint in her words.

Qin Yanxi's hand sneaked under the dining table and pinched her mother's waist.

After lunch, Qin Yanxi didn't dare to leave Guan Lang in the living room, so she dragged him to her room.

If her mother were to continue talking, she would lose all face.

It was almost on Guan Lang's face to ask her if you want this girl.

Fortunately, Guan Lang was dumbfounded, and he didn't seem to understand his mother's hint.

Qin Yanxi dragged him into her room like a rampage, and patted the small chair in front of the desk: "Sit down, my mother likes to talk crazy, don't take what she says to heart."

Guan Lang looked around at the arrangement in the room, and nodded casually.

This was the first non-relative female room he had entered.

But it doesn't seem to be anything special, neither the pink girly atmosphere nor the bare lime walls.

The room is covered with light beige light-colored wallpaper, and there is a particularly large Kumamon doll on the bedside.

However, it seemed that the doll was often ravaged by her, and there were marks of kneading on the doll's head.

Seeing the doll, Guan Lang thought of the doll based on him that his little cousin and her best friend mentioned yesterday.

I don't know if the doll my cousin got
It's really confusing.

Qin Yanxi found that he was staring at the Kumamon doll absent-mindedly and thoughtfully, and hurriedly explained: "The doll was a birthday present from my best friend when I was in junior high school, and I didn't buy it myself. "

As a mature and stable woman, there should be no such items as puppets in the room, but if it is a childhood friend with deep affection, it is understandable for her to stay in the room as a gift and memory.

Guan Lang glanced at her with small eyes, then nodded silently.

If he remembered correctly, the image design of Kumamon was born in 2011, shouldn't she be in her third or freshman year of high school at that time?
Is it a Kumamon that travels through time and space?

The unyielding Guan Lang chose to remain silent.

(End of this chapter)