Self-investment

The next day, Luo Yimu and Jian Ling flew at nine o'clock.

They got up very early and moved lightly. They wanted to leave quietly so as not to disturb the sweet dreams of Xiao Tong and the baby. When they went out of the room, they saw that Xiao Tong was already busy making breakfast in the kitchen.

"Xiao Tong? Woke up so early?" Jian Ling was a little surprised.

"Get the dumplings in the car and get the noodles in the car. Anyway, it's a long trip, so I ordered some dumplings for you." Xiao Tong put the cooked dumplings on the table, smiled, "I made them myself, and the three fresh stuffings are not delicious. Don't be disgusted either."

"Why is it not delicious? It makes me hungry when I smell it." Jian Ling shrugged her nose and rushed to brush her teeth and wash her face expectantly. In the bathroom, she saw the baby who was brushing her teeth.

The baby was not tall enough, so he had to step on a small bench to look into the mirror. Jian Ling stood at the door, looked at her, and said good morning. Ask Jane if her arm still hurts.

"It's much better." Jian Ling walked in and patted her head, "Today is Sunday, and you don't have to go to school, why don't you get more sleep?" It's not even seven o'clock now, so it's really hard for a child like her to get up early up.

"You know my sisters are going home today. My aunt and I made an agreement last night to take you to the airport today."

"Being so nice to me?"

"Of course, sister, you are my savior. My aunt said that the favor of a drop of water should be repaid by the spring!" The baby tore off his bear towel to wash his face, and hung it back neatly after washing his face, distressed, "But I seem to be the kindness of the spring, and I will repay each other with every drop of water..."

Seeing her tangled sample, Jian Ling let out a laugh, and pinched her face mischievously, "I don't believe in repaying favors or not, what do you think about these things as a child? Think more about new things." Why can’t you clear the game you’re playing?”

The baby grinned, "Sister, you really look like my little aunt."

"why?"

"Usually my parents, and my aunt, will only make me think more about studying, only my little aunt, and you, will make me think more about how to pass the game."

Jian Ling shouted exaggeratedly: "Oh my God! What kind of madman's idea is this! Studying? Why is learning more important than playing?"

"That's right!" Bao Bao nodded in agreement, feeling a little closer to this cool sister he just met in his heart.

In Jian Ling's heart, he seriously feels that playing is a hundred times more important than studying. Learning this kind of thing can be done in a lifetime, but the fun of playing can only be experienced in a very short period of time in a specific age. , the older you are, the more utilitarian you are, the less you can feel the fun of playing.

But she also thought that she seems to be studying very hard now, and a person like Mumu who has broken thousands of books and has a deep heart seems to be quite good. In this way, the importance of learning is self-evident Yu...

Thinking of this, Jian Ling could only add guiltily: "Of course study is also very important..."

Baby:"……"

Forget it, sure enough, only my aunt and myself are comrades in the same trench.

Jian Ling laughed and washed up with the baby in the bathroom, Luo Yimu washed his hands and helped Xiao Tong put the tableware on the dining table.

"Thank you." Xiao Tong said.

"You're welcome."

Xiao Tong glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say a long paragraph, but in the end he only uttered three words: "I'm sorry."

The baby had already said these three words to Jian Ling yesterday, and Xiao Tong felt that it was necessary for him to say it to Luo Yimu solemnly.

Luo Yimu paused for a moment, nodded to accept this sentence, and did not continue.

She doesn't do things against her will. Jian Ling's injury is related to her, not only related, but also very related, so Luo Yimu accepted Xiao Tong's apology, but he couldn't forgive him, and he couldn't do it for the rest of his life. forgive.

Xiao Tong guessed the result and didn't say anything.

After the dumplings were served on the table, Jian Ling and Bao Bao also came out of the bathroom refreshed, and Luo Yimu went in to wash up.

When she passed by Jian Ling, Jian Ling found that the expression on her face was not quite right, so she asked Xiao Tong: "What were you talking about just now?"

"No." Xiao Tong smiled, served Jian Ling a bowl of porridge, and said, "By the way, when are you getting married?"

"August." Jian Ling stuffed a dumpling into his mouth, scalded by the soup, and said vaguely, "Why are you asking this?"

"August..." Xiao Tong looked up at the calendar, there were two months left.She estimated the time. If she put down all the work at hand and concentrated on this task for the past two months, it seemed to be enough.

"Didn't you come this time to ask me to help you design wedding dresses?" Xiao Tong said casually, "I agree."

"Oh." Jian Ling concentrated on eating the dumplings, and responded without hearing what Xiao Tong said, and it took two seconds for her to react, with the dumplings in her mouth, she blinked and asked ignorantly: "What did you say? "

"I agreed to the wedding dress."

"Really?"

"real."

"Isn't it a lie?"

"I never lie."

"Wait..." Jian Ling took out her mobile phone to check the date and confirmed that today is not April Fool's Day.

She was so excited that she jumped up from her chair, "Xiao Tong! Teacher Xiao! Designed by Xiao Da!" She rushed over to give Xiao Tong a big hug, and pinched herself again.

"It hurts!" She yelled in pain, almost dancing with excitement.

It's not a dream, it's real!

Xiao Tong: "..."

She has been retired for more than ten years, and she didn't know that she still has such great charm and such fanatical fans.

"Let me remind you first, don't be too happy too early." Xiao Tong said, "I haven't done design for more than ten years, and I don't understand the current popular indicators at all, so I will give you a version of design drawings first. If you don't like it, just say it in advance, so as not to delay the time of both parties."

"In addition, my design fee is very high."

"I understand this, as long as you agree to help me design a wedding dress, other things can be discussed!"

After Luo Yimu finished washing and came out, Jian Ling couldn't wait to tell her the exciting good news, but she didn't act very excited, and calmly said that it was great, suppressing half of Jian Ling's excitement , finally regained his senses, and obediently ate breakfast.

After breakfast, Xiao Tong took the baby and drove them to the airport. The baby reluctantly said goodbye to them, and did not forget to ask Jian Ling to remember to bring her to play games together.

"It's okay to take you, but can you, a primary school student, escape the game anti-addiction system?"

"It's okay." Baby whispered in Jian Ling's ear, "I use my sister-in-law's ID to play games."

The corners of Jian Ling's mouth twitched, Hang Gu, this is it.

Talking and laughing eased some of the sorrow of parting. After boarding the plane, Luo Yimu let out a long sigh of relief, "Finally I can go home."

"Yes." Jian Ling made a victory gesture to Luo Yimu, and smiled brightly, "And the goal has been successfully achieved, returning with a rewarding experience!"

Luo Yimu looked at her gauze-wrapped arm, not understanding what it meant to be a rewarding return.

……

Even though there are many things outside, it is not as comfortable as at home. After arriving home, Jian Ling lay down on the sofa, stretched her waist, buried her face in the pillow comfortably, took a deep breath, and felt a long breath. Exhaled, "It's better to be at home."

Luo Yimu laughed behind her, and by the way set up the shoes she kicked loose at the entrance.

After simply ordering two bowls of egg noodles, the two went back to the bedroom to catch up on sleep.

She didn't even have a good time outside, but when she got home, Jian Ling couldn't bear it anymore, and she was dishonest before going to bed, trying to take off Luo Yimu's clothes.

"Hand injury." Luo Yimu pressed her to remind.

"It's okay, isn't there another one?" Jian Ling licked the corner of her mouth and smirked, "Besides, it's just a broken hand, not a lack of function..." As he spoke, he wrapped himself around Luo Yimu's body like a snake. .

Luo Yimu didn't resist her temptation, and let her do it in broad daylight, intermittently, until the sun was hanging in the west, and then he lazily got out of bed.

In their room were hanging the "marriage photos" that Jian Ling had printed out and put in frames. Jian Ling was lying on his back on the bed boldly, planning to redecorate the bedroom on a whim.

"What do you want to pretend?" Luo Yimu asked.

"First of all, the four walls, as well as the floor and ceiling have to be replaced with mirrors." Jian Ling lay on Luo Yimu's back, smiling softly.

He almost wrote the word "bad intentions" on his face.

Luo Yimu was also happy, "You are not afraid of getting up in the middle of the night and scaring yourself."

"That's right..." Jian Ling frowned in distress, and soon came up with a new idea, "How about making the mirror detachable?"

"It's so troublesome." Luo Yimu advised her, "You just change the cloakroom next door into a mirror room, which is convenient and practical."

"Do you need to change the cloakroom next door? A ready-made floor-to-ceiling mirror!" Jian Ling pulled Luo Yimu into the cloakroom again.

I don't know when I can have dinner.