Self-investment

When Jian Ling went to Xiao Tong's tailor shop the next day, the shop was not open. He wanted to go to the small restaurant next door to ask Yu Qinghan, but the waiter in the shop said that the boss was not there. It seemed that he went out with Xiao Tong .

"Did your boss say where she went?" Jian Ling asked.

"I heard that the boss's niece has come to play. You can go to the owner of the tailor shop next door to find her."

Jian Ling was surprised, "Hey, your boss's niece is here to play, what's the matter with the tailor shop owner?"

"Our boss's niece is the niece of the boss Xiao next door. I don't even know that. Are you a friend of our boss?" The little waiter said contemptuously.

Tsk, it turns out that they are in-laws. This is really interesting. My sister-in-law is in love with my sister-in-law. Where can I reason?

Jian Ling chuckled, instead of talking to the waiter, she turned around and asked Luo Yimu what to do?

"It's all here." Luo Yimu said, "Let's go out and play."

That's right, Jian Ling thought, Xiao Tong and Yu Qinghan's hometown is far away in Jiangyu, which is more than 1000 kilometers away from this county. Well, with Xiao Tong's temper, it's probably impossible to drive them out with a broom, anyway, I haven't traveled for a long time, just like what Luo Yimu said, if you come here, just treat them as tourists.

Jian Ling has always had a big heart, and he will be at ease when he comes, so he immediately asked the waiter a few places to play in the local area.

In a small remote town, there are not many interesting places on the left, and there are not many interesting places. It is summer, and I go to climb mountains and play in the water. Not to mention the sun, there are many mosquitoes. Jian Ling lacks interest, and finally decides to go to the movies.

In Jian Ling's eyes, watching movies with his lover—now his wife—is definitely a very good pastime, no, I don't know, it should be very good.

The dimly lit auditorium, the second-to-last row corner against the wall, is perfect for something to happen.

It doesn't matter what you look at, the key is the atmosphere.

This Saturday, there are many people, especially couples. The recent hot Hollywood movies and the newly released bad love movies must not be selected. The attendance rate of the former is too high, and most of the audience of the latter have the same thoughts as Jian Ling. It is estimated that non-single people are rushing to pick the back row of the screening hall, which is not easy to operate.

After choosing and choosing, Jian Ling chose a documentary about the industrial revolution and revolution. The screening time was 10 minutes later, and the attendance rate was 0.

That's fine, that's it.

When the ticket was issued, Luo Yimu was slightly surprised, "You are actually interested in this kind of movie?"

"Yes." Jian Ling smiled treacherously.

Not interested in the movie, but interested in the people watching the movie with.

Luo Yimu understood as soon as she smiled, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she said helplessly, "Can you have some normal thoughts in your mind?"

"What's wrong with me?" Jian Ling didn't change his face, "Is it normal to watch a documentary?"

Luo Yimu said nothing, shook his head, and bought another bucket of popcorn for Jian Ling.

The popcorn in the movie theater is always better than the one I make at home. Before the movie started, Jian Ling ate half of the popcorn, and he didn't forget to feed it to Luo Yimu.

The tip of Luo Yimu's tongue rolled and swept over Jian Ling's fingertips.

Jian Ling didn't care, and even sucked his fingers indistinctly, winked at Luo Yimu ambiguously, and smirked: "Is it delicious?"

"Yeah." Luo Yijing also smiled.

"Am I delicious or popcorn delicious?"

Luo Yimu bent his fingers, and there was a bump on her forehead that didn't hurt at all.

Jane Ling sweetly covered her head.

While they were happily playing the game of you feed me and I feed you, three people walked up from a distance. At first glance, they turned out to be Xiao Tong and Yu Qinghan, with a little girl in the middle, who was in elementary school and very skinny. , with both feet off the ground, hanging on the hands of Xiao Tong and Yu Qinghan to swing.

Xiao Tong and the others were also a little surprised when they saw Jian Ling and Luo Yimu. Yu Qinghan reacted quickly, patted the child's head, and asked her to go with Xiao Tong to collect the tickets, while he himself went up to greet Jian Ling.

"What a coincidence." Yu Qinghan said.

"That's your niece?" Jian Ling pouted.

"Yeah, you guys are going to watch a movie too? What are you watching?"

Jian Ling showed her the ticket.

The corner of Yu Qinghan's mouth twitched, "I can't see that you have quite good taste."

"Of course, we are educated people, do you know what is an educated person?" Jian Ling boasted.

Luo Yimu had a hard time holding back his laughter.

"What are you looking for?" Jian Ling asked.

Yu Qinghan mentioned the name of a cartoon, a 3D fantasy movie produced by a well-known manufacturer, suitable for children to watch.

Jian Ling laughed at her: "You have better taste."

Yu Qinghan wanted to open his mouth to defend, but Xiao Tong and the kid had already picked up the tickets, and the kid ran over to hold Yu Qinghan's waist, "Little aunt, I got the ticket!" She soon found out that Jian Ling and Luo Yimu, the two strangers he had never met before, immediately turned to stare at them suspiciously, "Sister, are you my aunt's friend?"

A very clever little girl, her eyes are big and bright, like copper bells, especially the double eyelids, very beautiful, with a pair of shofar braids, just like a beautifully dressed doll in a shopping mall window , her mouth is also very sweet, she knows what women listen to, and when she comes up, she calls out to sisters and sisters, making Jian Ling burst into joy, thinking that her parents are a blessing that has been cultivated in several lifetimes, and they have raised such a painful baby. little girl.

"Yes, yes, my name is Jian Ling, and this is my wife." Jian Ling knelt down and patted the little girl's head, and asked her with a smile, "What's your name?"

"Her name is Baobao." Xiao Tong bought 3 pairs of 3D glasses and came over, interrupting the chat of several people.

She obviously didn't want to have too much interaction with Jian Ling, so she directly took the baby's hand and said, "Let's go, the movie is about to start."

Then without any explanation, he took away the cute little girl named Baobao.

"Sister Jianling, your hair is so cool!" Before leaving, Baby gave Jianling a thumbs up, as if remembering something, then asked Xiao Tong: "Auntie, can I dye such cool hair?"

Xiao Tong remained expressionless: "Be careful that your mother breaks your leg."

Brief: "..."

Why don't you just dye your hair? It's not an unreasonable thing, and it's not as serious as breaking a leg, right?Tsk, so old-fashioned.

The baby had a good impression of Jian Ling. When he went far away, he kept looking back and smiling at Jian Ling. With small white teeth and crescent-like eyes, Jian Ling was full of motherhood, and he dragged Luo Yimu and said The two of them will have such a beautiful and clever daughter in the future.

Luo Yimu glanced at her and chuckled, "Sorry, I don't have the function to make you pregnant."

"It's okay, I can make you pregnant."

Luo Yimu quietly scratched her palm, whispered in her ear and agreed, "Okay, I'll wait."

On the contrary, it made Jane's ears slightly hot.

……

After watching an unpopular documentary about drunkards not drinking, Jian Ling didn't pay attention to what the two-and-a-half-hour film was about. After entering the screening hall, half of her was lazily hanging on Luo Yimu's body, her face was red and her eyes were squinted, as if she was drunk.

"Mumu, let me just say this movie is interesting, right?" Jian Ling licked her lips, cunning and clingy, like a cat stealing something.

Luo Yimu's eyes were also half-closed with a smile, and the tails of his long and narrow eyes were hooked upwards. Holding Jian Ling, he was able to pretend to be calm and commented: "It is indeed a very good documentary, which clearly tells the story of human beings. The major changes with epoch-making influence in history are worth savoring again.”

It seemed to be true, but Jian Ling found some other clues—for example, she talked a lot today.

Luo Yimu's evaluation of movies is usually very simple, whether it is good or not. When has she ever seen such a long-winded review of such a movie?

Jian Ling snorted disdainfully, and said softly, "Professor Luo, you are so prudish."

……

Luo Yimu was going back to Jinling tomorrow morning, and the two of them had lunch in the shopping mall after watching the movie. Luo Yimu was worried that he would not be there, and Jian Ling would not eat three meals a day by himself, so the two of them went together in the afternoon Go to the supermarket and stock up some snacks, biscuits and the like for Jian Ling, in case she gets hungry in the middle of the night and has nothing to eat.

"Try not to order takeaway at night. Before going to bed, you must check whether the door of the room is locked. Call me every morning and evening, understand?"

"Understood, Mumu, you just took care of me like this when we got married, aren't you afraid that I will be scared away?"

"Don't scare me with such things."

"Okay, okay, I know, I won't say it again." Jian Ling stuck out her tongue, "I'll stick to you, so I won't run away in fear, okay?"

Jian Ling put two packs of spicy braised chicken wings in the shopping cart. Luo Yimu looked at the red packaging bag and the word "extra spicy" in exaggerated font on the packaging bag, frowned, and took out a package and put it back on the shelf.

"Eat less, stomach hurts if you eat too much."

"Okay, okay." Jian Ling sighed compromisingly, then picked up another bag of potato chips and shook it, "This is always edible, right?" She threw three or four bags into the shopping cart, and Luo Yimu's lips twitched. After moving, he finally said nothing.

On the contrary, Jian Ling hesitated for a few seconds, and consciously put two more packs back.

Only then did Luo Yimu's eyes relax.

When they went to the fresh food area, they met Xiao Tong and the others again.

Xiao Tong was picking live prawns in the water tank with a strainer, while the cute little girl named Bao Bao was sitting in the shopping cart, playing hand-playing games with Yu Qinghan.

"Ah! Sister Jian Ling!" The baby recognized Jian Ling's unique hair color at a glance, and waved to her excitedly.

Jian Ling pushed the cart over with a smile, pinched her round face, "Baby, what a coincidence."

"Wow! Sister! You bought so many delicious things!" The baby saw Jian Ling's dazzling shopping cart, his eyes lit up, and his face changed. Yu Qinghan pretended to be pitiful, "Little aunt, I also want to eat that big potato chips, shall we go buy them?"

Yu Qinghan didn't agree yet, only Xiao Tong said flatly: "No."

Yu Qinghan had no choice but to spread her hands, with an expression that I couldn't help it, but she rolled her eyes, winked at the baby, and pointed to Jian Ling's shopping cart beside her.

The baby understood, turned around and smiled sweetly at Jian Ling, "Sister Jian Ling, it's my birthday today, and my aunt is very good at cooking! Do you want to come to celebrate the baby's birthday?"

The ghostly little girl was afraid that Jian Ling would not agree, so she took Jian Ling's hand and shook it coquettishly. Tears had been stored in her big eyes in advance, and they would fall when she gave an order.

Jian Ling had never encountered such a scene before, and looked back at Luo Yimu as if asking for help.

Luo Yimu smiled and said, "Coincidentally, there are so many delicious food just to celebrate the little birthday boy."

The baby cheered immediately.

Xiao Tong paused while picking up the prawns, and didn't say anything, but he bought more dishes than expected for three people.

Just like that, Jian Ling and Luo Yimu entered Xiao Tong's house with two bags of food in a muddleheaded way, and joined other family's family gathering of three in a muddleheaded way.

Xiao Tong's house is very spacious and well organized, traces of the baby's life can be seen everywhere, the scale on the wall recording the height, the fairy tale books on the bookshelf, the half-assembled jigsaw puzzles scattered on the coffee table...

To Jian Ling's surprise, Xiao Tong's indifference, which he wished to never get along with Yu Qinghan, completely restrained himself in front of the baby, and the two of them washed and selected vegetables in the kitchen together, and even Yu Qinghan skillfully helped Xiao Tong prepare the dishes. Putting on the apron, it looks like they have lived together for many years.

"I'll help." Luo Yimu said.

But the baby tugged at the corner of his clothes and stopped him.

"Shh, don't disturb them." The baby whispered.

Luo Yimu was amazed that this little girl matured so precociously that she had such deep thoughts at such a young age.

"Hey, if only my sister-in-law and aunt could be like you."

Her small face was full of bitterness and hatred, which looked very funny. Jian Ling smiled and pulled her pigtails, "You are a child, and your thinking is quite complicated."