It's great that I can be reborn

"I can't get up." Jiang Lanqing grabbed the quilt with both hands and began to kick Zhang Fan.

In the midst of this back and forth, Jiang Lanqing fell heavily onto the wooden floor with a "bang".

"Zhang Fan, my head hurts when I touch it." Jiang Lanqing's mouth deflated as she spoke.

"Did you touch the bedside table?" Zhang Fan asked hastily.

"No." Jiang Lanqing shook her head.

"That's okay, don't scare yourself." Zhang Fan was relieved when he saw her say that, and carried her to the bed together with the quilt.

Then he reached out and rubbed the back of her head, and comforted her softly: "It's okay, it won't hurt if you touch it."

Jiang Lanqing also touched it with his hand, and after feeling that it really didn't hurt, he finally didn't cry.

"Get up and eat." Zhang Fan walked to the window and opened the curtains to both sides.

Looking at the bright sunshine shining in, Jiang Lanqing asked Zhang Fan, "It's been a long time."

"It's eleven o'clock." Zhang Fan took out his phone and glanced at it and replied.

"Oh."

Jiang Lanqing let out a soft "Oh", and was finally willing to let go of the tightly wrapped quilt, lay up and stretched on the pillow.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Fan was filled with admiration for himself.

"It seems that I am born with Buddha nature! Facing this scene, I haven't jumped on it yet."

"Don't look, go and get the clothes from my room. The down jacket is the one on the bed. The trousers should be light blue jeans. The underwear is in the suitcase. Bring me the white ones." Jiang Lan was innocent. After glancing at Zhang Fan, he said.

"Decree." Zhang Fan immediately agreed.

After Jiang Lanqing got dressed and washed her face briefly, she came to the dining table with disheveled hair and sat down.

"Do you have to be so lazy?" Zhang Fan sighed helplessly.

"It's not that you didn't sleep yesterday, so I don't have the energy now." Jiang Lanqing said expressionlessly.

Zhang Fan stopped talking and began to eat noodles with his head down.

Jiang Lanqing looked at the egg noodles in front of him, sniffed them vigorously, then picked up a small cluster with chopsticks, put them in his mouth, and slowly chewed them.

"Don't worry, my cooking skills should be much higher than yours." Seeing her like this, Zhang Fan said angrily.

Even if a man can no longer cook, his cooking skills will gradually improve with the passage of time after marriage, and finally become a generation of chefs.

To say why, can only use one sentence to explain.

"Actually, I don't want to do this either. I was forced to do this! Otherwise, my wife would have to starve if she was in a bad mood."

After Jiang Lanqing took another big mouthful of noodles, she nodded in agreement.

"That's true. From now on, you will cook at home, and I will wash the dishes."

Zhang Fan's eyes widened when he heard his words.

"No, didn't you say last night that you want to learn cooking skills? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Jiang Lanqing sighed. "Didn't I know you could cook then?"

Then he stared into Zhang Fan's eyes and said with a smile: "Since you can cook, why should I waste time learning how to cook?"

Seeing her like this, Zhang Fan couldn't help sighing.

"Daughter-in-law, I found that you have changed a lot this night."

"How?" Jiang Lanqing asked curiously.

"I got used to the role of wife right away." Zhang Fan recalled it before opening his mouth.

"Anyway, we're going to get married in the future, and I'm bringing in the role in advance." Jiang Lanqing laughed "hehe".

Not knowing what to think of, Jiang Lanqing raised her head and stared into Zhang Fan's eyes, stretched out her hand to hold Zhang Fan's hand, squeezed it lightly and said in a low voice: "Zhang Fan, I will leave everything to you, you can't Like in the TV series, you don’t cherish it after you get it.”

"No." Zhang Fan held Jiang Lanqing's finger with half strength, and replied with a smile.

"Yeah, I believe in you." Jiang Lanqing had a happy smile on his face.

Looking at the smile, Zhang Fan subconsciously looked away.

Standing up and walking to the kitchen, he asked Jiang Lanqing, "Do you want to add vinegar?"

"No, it's just right."

After eating the noodles, Jiang Lanqing was ready to wash the dishes.

Zhang Fan put his hands on her shoulders and said, "Go and wash your face and hair well. If you can go out later, I'll clean it up here."

As a result, Jiang Lanqing took advantage of the situation and dragged him to the bathroom. "Help me wash my hair! My hair is so long, it's troublesome to wash it myself."

No matter how many times he touched it, Zhang Fan felt that Jiang Lanqing's hair was of very good quality, soft and smooth, and he couldn't put it down.

"Why do you have long hair?" Zhang Fan asked while gently scraping her scalp full of shampoo foam with his fingernails.

Compared with the first meeting, her hair has grown a lot.

Jiang Lanqing thought for a while before replying, "To tie you up."

After carefully taking care of her hair, Jiang Lanqing looked at herself in the mirror, turned around proudly, picked up her mobile phone by the bedside, glanced at the time, and was about to go out.

Then she froze, and her angry roar echoed throughout the room.

"Well, Zhang Fan, you dare to lie to me. It's only ten o'clock!"

Chapter 043 The first snow in 2010 【Subscription】

In the next few days, Zhang Fan took Jiang Lanqing through the fun places in Rongcheng that he remembered.

Although occasionally encounter some very strange things in the middle.

For example, Jiang Lanqing pointed at their large piece of weedy land, turned his head stiffly and asked Zhang Fan: "This is the largest playground in the Southwest you told me about?"

Zhang Fan nodded his head heavily, and smiled with his white teeth: "Right, now let us run on the field of hope."

But no matter for Zhang Fan or Jiang Lanqing, such a happy time will never be enough, until their parents called repeatedly to urge them to embark on the road home reluctantly.

As soon as Jiang Lanqing arrived home, her father, Jiang Zhilan, immediately asked eagerly: "My dear daughter, do you sleep separately at night? Don't be fooled by that kid Zhang Fan's rhetoric."

Jiang Lanqing nodded quickly. "Yes, Dad, don't worry, your daughter is not such a stupid person, he and I are not yet adults."

Because both of them like to grab the quilt when they sleep at night, they had to wrap each of them in the same bed in the end.

Seeing her daughter's calm expression, Jiang Zhilan breathed a sigh of relief, and asked about Jiang Lanqing's grades again.

On the other side, just as Zhang Fan stepped out of the elevator, he saw his mother Lu Jing standing at the door waiting for him, and she immediately grabbed her ears.

"Your class teacher said that you will be on vacation on the 15th. Why did you come back today? What have you been doing these days?"

"Mom, take it easy, didn't I tell you? Jiang Lanqing and I played in Rongcheng for a few days." Zhang Fan bent his waist and tilted his head to beg for mercy.

Lu Jing thought that this is why I was worried, so she used a little more strength and said in a serious tone: "If you dare to let me hold your grandson next year, I will break your leg today."

"I swear to God, there is absolutely nothing like that between me and her." Zhang Fan raised his hand halfway and said calmly.

Seeing that he was not guilty, Lu Jing believed him, and then asked, "How do you feel about this final exam?"

"He's already in the top five of the grade. Your son will study hard this half term." Zhang Fan quickly replied.

"You said the same thing last time, but in the midterm exam, you were dropped a few places." Lu Jing gave Zhang Fan a white look, and finally let go of her hand.

Thinking of the phone call Uncle Zhang Fan made to himself yesterday, he asked again: "Your cousin told you that she will be back for a long time this year?"

Zhang Zhenzhen just went to Zhejiang Province to deal with Dafeng Garment Factory a few days ago, and she won't be able to return for a while.

Although there are evidences provided by Tao Yao and her own testimony, but this kind of economic case, Zheng Dafeng will finish it after a while, and it seems that it will not be solved in a year or so.

Zhang Fan had already called to ask her to come back early, so he put his hands on his mother's shoulders, massaged her, and pushed her into the room.

"I made her come back earlier this year."

Lu Jing nodded, now both of them know that Zhang Zhenzhen listens to her cousin Zhang Fan the most.

Thinking of this, she reminded Zhang Fan: "This year's Chinese New Year, don't be like last year. When your aunt asks for money, you can directly agree to it for your cousin. After all, it is not easy for her to earn a little money from a part-time job."

During the reunion dinner last year, Zhang Fan's aunt suddenly put down her chopsticks in the middle of the meal and said, "Daughter, how much money have you earned this year? The family is short of money again."

Zhang Fan hugged a number for Zhang Zhenzhen, 5000 yuan.

"Understood." Zhang Fan shook off his uncle and aunt's frostbitten hands from his head, and agreed in a low voice.

Lu Jing didn't worry about this issue anymore, but sat up from the sofa after enjoying her son's shoulder massage for her for a while.

"Call Qingqing and ask her to come to my house for dinner tonight. Your father bought a wild boar and is on his way back now."

"Okay, I'm going to call her now."

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In the evening, Zhang Fan's family and Jiang Lanqing's family gathered around a table to eat hot pot. Jiang Lanqing helped Zhang Youwei and Lu Jing put wild pork in their bowls, and said sweetly, "Uncle and aunt, eat slowly."

Zhang Fan's parents immediately burst into smiles, nodded repeatedly, and the two each added vegetables to Jiang Lanqing's bowl.

Zhang Fan looked at the chopsticks of his future father-in-law and mother-in-law stopped at the same time, and hurriedly stood up to help them pick up food with a smile on his face. "Uncle Jiang, Aunt Zhou, you can eat too, this wild pork is good."

Jiang Zhilan and Zhou Yanqing smiled, and asked about Zhang Fan's grades.

The round table was lowered, Jiang Lanqing kicked Zhang Fan lightly, and blinked at him triumphantly, as if to say more.

"I'm smart!"

Zhang Fan also blinked. "I'm not bad either."

The parents of both parties saw their small actions, with smiles on their faces and sighs in their hearts.

"Little young!"

Zhang Youwei got up and opened a bottle of Moutai and said to Jiang Zhilan, "This is authentic Moutai."

Jiang Zhilan took a sip from the white ceramic cup, showed a satisfied expression, and said to Zhang Youwei, "Brother Zhang, where did you buy your wine? I'll go buy a few bottles when I figure it out."

Jiang Zhilan is no longer setting up a street stall to sell clothes, but renting a store in Wanda Plaza, and the business is booming.

This is not Zhang Fan's suggestion to him, but his own choice.

"The business of the future girl next door is so good, which means that the traffic in this place is not bad. The rent at People's Square is so expensive, it is better to rent here."

Sometimes you don't realize how good you are until you sell your first move.

Jiang Zhilan and Zhou Yanqing's sense of speech and mood, which they practiced in playing cards, allowed them to sell clothes like ducks in water.

The two families enjoyed this hot pot meal, Lu Jing and Zhou Yanqing reminisced about the past, Zhang Youwei and Jiang Zhilan drank wine and talked about the future.

What about Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing?

It is to eat quietly, help the adults with food from time to time, and occasionally answer their questions.

After eating and drinking, Zhang Fan sent Jiang Lanqing to leave.

Jiang Zhilan was already a little drunk. After hiccupping, he patted Zhang Fan's shoulder and said loudly: "My daughter is so beautiful and juicy cabbage that you are the best. If she goes back to her mother's house to complain, look at me. How to deal with you."

Jiang Lanqing supported her father and rolled her eyes. "Dad, we're not married yet."

"Oh, I mean later."

After they got in the taxi, Zhang Fan didn't go home immediately, but walked downstairs aimlessly.

Perhaps it was because today was the severe cold in the 24 solar terms, Zhang Fan felt that the wind blowing in front of him was icy cold, as if it was going to freeze his body to death.

He took out his mobile phone and called Bai Xue, asking in a low voice, "Are you home alone?"

"Well, my mother won't be back until around ten o'clock in the evening." Bai Xue replied lying on the bed.

After turning over, he asked softly, "Do you want to come to my house to play?"

"it is good."

After Zhang Fan hung up the phone, a smile appeared on his face.

After Bai Xue put down her phone, she went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then picked out another set of white underwear.

When the doorbell rang, immediately ran to open the door.

As soon as she opened the anti-theft door, Zhang Fan hugged her tightly, and Bai Xue gently pushed Zhang Fan away. "Let me close the door first."