Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

On the twenty-eighth year of the year, the second child went to Hong Jing's house to deliver holiday gifts, but before that he invited the family to have a meal outside first, which was Mu Chenyan's request.

She learned about the second child from Mu Jiawen, and said that she had officially gone to someone else's house to give a gift, so how could she not meet with the elder representatives?

If Xiaotie doesn't mind, she can be his elder.

The second child wants it so much, how could he mind?

So in addition to Lao Er and Hong Jing's family of three, those eating together at that time also included Mu Chenyan, Jiang Yan and Mu Jiawen.

How could Mu Chenyan's famous father, Hong's mother, not know about it? The two of them were surprised at first, and then the stone hanging in their hearts fell to the ground.

Because if there is a wedding in the future, it will look ugly if there are no elders in the groom’s family. But things are different now. Not only is there an elder, but he is also a well-known celebrity, the head of the traditional Chinese painting industry.

This meal was naturally a feast for the guests and both parties were quite satisfied.

On the 28th of the Lunar New Year, when the second child came to deliver the festival gifts, Hong Ma had already prepared meat and vegetables.

But when it was time to cook, Hong Jing kicked her mother out of the kitchen and said that they would prepare lunch.

"You can't even fry a shredded potato. Are you going to let us drink the northwest wind?"

Hong's mother was a little embarrassed to say that to Hong Jing in front of Xiao Tie. This was also her fault. She was too pampered and had never allowed her to cook seriously since she was a child.

The second child smiled and said, "Auntie, I'll do it, I can."

How could the future son-in-law let someone into the kitchen when he came to visit for the first time?

Originally Hong's mother said she didn't agree with anything, but Hong Jing forced her out of the kitchen and finally closed the door.

Dad Hong was sitting in the living room making Kung Fu tea, looked at her and said, "Okay, we are all a family from now on, so don't be so outspoken with him. Come here and try the tea I made."

"Okay, let them do whatever they want."

Hong's mother sat at the coffee table and drank tea with Hong's father, but she still glanced in the direction of the kitchen from time to time.

I didn’t expect them to make any delicious dishes. Since there were no outsiders, I just thought it would be edible. They would try their best to praise it later and don’t be picky.

But when the sound of cooking rang out in the kitchen, even though the door was closed, the aroma couldn't be shut out.

The couple looked at each other. Dad Hong swallowed his saliva and almost said, "It smells better than what you cook." But in the end, he only said, "It seems to be okay."

Hong's mother didn't think much about it, but she just breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay now, your daughter won't starve to death after you get married."

"Look at what you said, how can you starve to death? Doesn't Jingjing know how to make noodles?"

Hong's mother squinted at Hong's father and snorted coldly, "You are probably the only one in the world who thinks that the following noodles can be considered as good at cooking."

When Hong Jing was twelve years old, she cooked a bowl of plain water for her father on his birthday. It was not fully cooked yet, about 70%, but it excited Hong's father. He would say to everyone he met, "My daughter can cook." Come on, give me a bowl of longevity noodles."

Seven-year-old longevity noodles cooked with dried noodles. If it weren’t for true love, I would definitely not be able to eat that bowl of noodles.

But looking back now, both of them couldn't help but laugh.

When the sound of cooking in the kitchen stopped, Hong Jing opened the door and put the food on the table. The couple quickly got up and went over to take a look.

For the beef at home, Hong’s mother originally planned to make beef stew with potatoes, and that’s what she would do, it’s simple. But now it seems to be boiled beef.

The chicken was originally going to be stewed with mushrooms, but now it is made into spicy chicken, and the mushrooms and vegetables are stir-fried.

There is also this fish. Actually, she is not very good at cooking fish, but it is not good to have no fish at home for dinner, so she bought it with the intention of making soup with tofu. But now it’s braised crucian carp, and it’s still very fragrant. The tofu is made into mapo tofu, and there is also a hot and sour soup.

Although I haven't eaten it yet, just by looking at the appearance and smelling it, I know it's definitely good.

"If you don't have some skills, you can't do this, right?" Dad Hong looked at his second son in surprise, "Xiao Tie, have you learned it?"

The second child smiled sheepishly, "I haven't learned much. I'm just interested in cooking. Basically, I'll know it after watching my brother cook it once."

Hong’s mother was also surprised, “Xiao Jiang is also so good at cooking?”

"My brother knows a lot. He knows how to eat in restaurants outside, and he knows how to eat in restaurants that don't."

Really, his brother is awesome, he can do everything.

Father Hong didn't know what to say. These two children could make money and cook, which was really a blessing for them.

He smiled with wrinkles on his face. He asked his second son to sit down and told him to come home during the New Year. We are now a family and don't stay outside.

On the morning of New Year's Eve, Jiang Yan received a call from his father, Jiang Fengwei, just after breakfast.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

To be honest, he almost forgot about his biological father. Since he called him once when he first settled in Yucheng, the two of them have never been in contact again. He is usually busy, so Jiang Fengwei really I completely forgot about it.

"Hey?"

"That, Xiaoyan, is me, your dad."

"Yeah, I know, is something wrong?"

"I, I want to ask you, how can I pay the rent to the landlord?"

Jiang Yan also forgot about this, because he had paid half a year's rent for that house when he told Jiang Fengwei, and if he wanted to continue living there, he would have to pay it himself.

"Didn't you say before that you paid the rent for half a year? Now that the landlord hasn't come to ask me for it, have you given it to me again? What about that? Dad has also received a lot of royalties and is rich. Give me the landlord's phone number. I'll give it to him."

How can I give you the landlord’s phone number? That's Gaga's house.

Shu Wan didn't know Jia Jia because she didn't go back to her hometown often and never met her. But Jiang Fengwei knew him. After all, Song Laosan's house was close to Mrs. Jiang's house. He had seen Mu Jiawen countless times and once said, "This child is very spiritual at first sight, and he doesn't look like a rural person." if.

I remember that when Song Laosan heard this, his expression changed.

Therefore, Jiang Fengwei's impression of Mu Jiawen was actually quite deep.

Although there was nothing to hide, Jiang Yan was too lazy to explain, so he said, "The landlord doesn't live in Yucheng. He is out of town. I transfer the money through the card number. Let's do this. You transfer the money to my card, and I will still pay you in the future." This will save him trouble."

He named a bank and then reported a series of card numbers for Jiang Fengwei to take a note of.

After saying this, Jiang Yan wanted to hang up, but Jiang Fengwei suddenly said, "Xiaoyan, can I go to Kyoto to see you?"

It has been almost a year since he was released from prison. In order not to become a burden to Jiang Yan, Jiang Fengwei has been working hard to make money this year.

He was injured, so he definitely couldn't do strenuous work. He still had a little ink in his stomach. In order to support his parents, he once cooperated with a magazine.

Fortunately, the former editor was still there. After contacting people, he continued to submit articles. Then he also listened to Jiang Yan's suggestion. He first went to an Internet cafe to read online articles. After studying for almost two months, he felt that he would have no problem writing a novel, so I found a reliable website and started publishing.

Fortunately, Golden Chapter 3 was signed and is still being updated steadily.

good night!