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

Jiang Fengwei didn't know much about Jiang Yan's current situation, and he couldn't inquire about it, and he didn't dare to go to Beijing University for fear that his son would be angry. So I just guess that in order to raise tuition and living expenses, I must have been working hard.

He was alone and didn't have much expenses. He saved almost 80% of the royalties he earned.

This time I called my son to ask about the rent for just a reason, mainly because I wanted to give him all the money I had saved. On the one hand, you pay the rent, and on the other hand, you let him keep it for his own use.

As for the tuition fee, it is also sufficient.

In the past, there was nothing I could do if I was locked up inside. Now that I have come out, I naturally have to shoulder the responsibilities of a father.

Jiang Yan sent her a text message and then drove out of Kyoto.

"Here, change your shoes. I bought new slippers."

Hearing the doorbell, Jiang Fengwei quickly turned off the fire, put down his chopsticks, and turned to open the door.

"Xiao, Xiaoyan, you came so quickly? I thought you would have to wait a while."

After not seeing each other for two years, Jiang Fengwei looked at his son's tall figure and felt that he was taller than before. Was he growing again?

He himself is not short, his height is close to 180, but he still has to raise his head to look at Jiang Yan.

After seeing clearly who was opening the door in front of him, the voice suddenly stopped. The middle-aged woman with fair skin and narrow eyes looked at Jiang Yan in surprise. She reacted very quickly. After swallowing the words on her lips, she immediately changed them to, "Are you...?"

We haven't seen each other for only two years, why is his hair so gray?

"Dad has fried your favorite vegetable balls. Eat them while they are hot first. The other dishes will be ready soon."

"Yes, yes, I remember, oh, it's amazing. Those who can get into Beijing University are the best in every city. By the way, Brother Jiang, my mother made buns and asked me to deliver them to you."

"It's better for me to go over. Go over now and I'll be there at noon."

But he knew that this idea was impossible to realize, and Jiang Yan would definitely not agree to it.

"Jiang Da."

After Teacher Mei finished speaking, she turned around and entered the house opposite.

Knowing that Jiang Yan was coming over, he hung up the phone and went out to buy groceries.

Three and a half hours later, Jiang Yan arrived at Yucheng successfully.

At this time, the doorbell rang again, and before Jiang Fengwei came out of the kitchen, Jiang Yan had already taken a few steps and opened the door.

As for the Jiang family in Jianglin Village, he was injured in the hospital last time. He was really injured by his parents and brothers. He was completely heartbroken and vowed never to have any contact with him. I even want to discuss with my son that when he dies in the future, he should not be taken back to Jianglin Village. After cremation, his ashes should be scattered into the rivers and seas and let him drift with the tide.

Jiang Yan reached out and took the plate from Teacher Mei's hand, and warmly invited him in.

I didn't think it before, but now that I think about the past, I owe Jiang Yan more than a little bit.

Jiang Fengwei had always been indifferent to him in his last life, but that was the last life after all. Because of his own changes in this life, he has also changed a lot, and some things will never happen again.

"Teacher Mei, this is my son Jiang Yan."

When he went to the vegetable market today, he suffered the most hemorrhage in his history.

But deep down Jiang Fengwei also felt deeply lonely. The house he rented was not small, but there was only one person alone every day. The house was always deserted and there was no smoke at all.

As Jiang Fengwei spoke, he bent down and handed a pair of brand new cotton slippers to Jiang Yan.

Lao Jiang did not doubt that he was there and replied directly, "That's right. My husband was a firefighter and died on a mission ten years ago. She was a primary school teacher and did not remarry. She took her son to live with her parents-in-law. She was a terrible person. She is filial. By the way, her son is studying at Kyoto University of Communication, which is also a good school, but it is still a little worse than your Kyoto University."

Jiang Fengwei was busy in the kitchen excitedly, while Jiang Yan looked at him with complicated emotions.

Two six hundred seven: five three zero: six zero: seven five e:: one

Forget it, go over and have a look.

After speaking, Jiang Yan hung up the phone, then wiped his face and sighed helplessly.

Although he liked the city of Yucheng very much, there was no Jiang Yan here. He actually wanted to rent a house where Jiang Yan was.

Jiang Yan didn't say anything. He glanced at Jiang Fengwei, whose hair was already gray. He endured the surprise in his heart and silently changed his shoes.

All the vegetables and meat needed for the New Year's Eve dinner have been prepared. There is nothing to do today. Mu Jiawen went to watch a movie with her mother.

Jiang Fengwei is usually very frugal, but he doesn't dare to deal with it carelessly because of his health. After all, a trip to the hospital may cost half a month or a month's food expenses.

"No, no, it's hard for you father and son to get together, so I won't disturb you any more."

Jiang Fengwei also walked to the door at this time. While wiping his hands on his apron, he introduced Jiang Yan to the other party with a smile. There was a hint of pride in his tone, "Didn't I tell you before? My son is studying at Beijing University. This year Junior year.”

"It's delicious. Eat more. I also stewed tomato beef brisket and shrimp in the pot."

Neighbors.

Jiang Yan was thoughtful, and when he closed the door and walked in, he asked Lao Jiang, "Is she single?"

Therefore, he will eat well even if he cooks noodles for breakfast, lunch and dinner, but he is basically a vegetarian. He only buys beef or mutton once every two weeks, and eats fish or shrimp once a month.

I eat regularly and don’t spend much.

As he spoke, Jiang Fengwei turned to the kitchen and brought a plate of fried golden radish balls to the dining table. He said with a smile, "You loved this when you were a kid. It's charred on the outside and tender on the inside. Try it."

Jiang Fengwei was frying meatballs in the kitchen when the doorbell rang.

No time and no mood.

Jiang Yan had no choice but to pick up the chopsticks, put one in his mouth, and nodded, "Yeah, it's good." But there was no salt.

As he spoke, he looked at him expectantly.

Lamb, beef, chicken wings, prawns, oysters. In addition to the basic vegetables, meat and seafood are almost complete.

His cooking skills are quite good. Sometimes when he eats a dish he likes in a restaurant, he can basically cook it if he asks how to make it. It's just that he was too busy before. Even after divorcing Shu Wan, he didn't cook for Jiang Yan properly.

"Thank you, aunt, for coming in and sitting down."

There was a little pride in his voice.

After all, he was his biological father, so he couldn't always be indifferent to him.

Jiang Yan had already seen a plate of large, white and soft steamed buns held by the middle-aged woman. There were five of them, enough for Lao Jiang to eat for two meals alone.

So from the time he came out to now, he has not contacted the Jiang family once, which can be regarded as a complete severance of relations.

Jiang Yan glanced at him and felt that after leaving his previous unit, Lao Jiang's emotional intelligence had dropped, his eyesight had lost, and he couldn't tell that he was interested in him.

He looked at his biological father carefully. Not to mention, although his hair was gray, there were not many wrinkles on his face. He is tall, has a calm temperament, and has been writing for the past two years. He has an air of elegance about him, which is very attractive to middle-aged and elderly women!

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