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Of course, the supermarket does not sell fresh donkey meat, so there is no donkey meat to eat on fire the next day.

Regarding this, Jiang Weining was even more disappointed than Feng An, and listlessly picked up the rice and said, "Ah? Then where can I buy it? You don't want to buy it online, do you?"

Jiang Yu'an gave him a strange look: "What are you worried about?"

Jiang Weining was stunned, and quickly explained: "I, I haven't eaten it, why don't I try it?"

Feng An was afraid that Jiang Yu'an would become suspicious, so he intervened to help him: "If there is no supermarket, you can go to the farmer's market to have a look, there should be some."

"Where is the farmer's market?" Jiang Weining took out his mobile phone, clicked on the map and entered keywords, only to find that there were a lot of search results popping up, and he didn't know which one was for sale.

Jiang Yu'an would never know about this kind of thing, but in front of Feng An, he didn't want to appear more ignorant than his younger brother, so he ate silently without making a sound.

On the third day, Jiang Yu'an arrived home two hours late, and when she entered, she carried a smelly plastic bag in her hand, and the expression on her face was indescribable.Immediately after he came back, he took off his coat, and without eating, he went directly to the bathroom to take a shower.

Jiang Weining opened the plastic bag he threw on the cooking table, and said to Feng An, "Come and see, is this donkey meat?"

Feng An came over to have a look, nodded and said, "It's donkey meat."

Jiang Weining pinched his nose: "What kind of strange smell is this, raw donkey meat stinks?"

Feng An glanced at him and explained to the young master: "Donkey meat doesn't stink, it's the bag. What do you think will taste good at the farmers' market?"

Although Jiang Weining has worked in a foreign restaurant, the foreign fresh food is processed on the farm, and it is shipped to the store in a frozen state. It is absolutely impossible to slaughter live poultry like in China. Naturally, there is no such strong smell as in the farmers' market.

Jiang Weining suddenly realized: "No wonder he ran to take a bath as soon as he entered the door. It seems that he was too smoked."

Feng An glanced at the bathroom, and the sound of water in it hadn't stopped. He said with some guilt: "This time, Mr. Jiang is too embarrassing."

Jiang Weining snorted twice, and said, "It's not just embarrassment? Don't look at my brother, he is actually much more delicate than me. Do you know that he would throw up in a van, but now he is willing to go to the farmers' market for you ——This is a sacrifice at all!"

Feng An didn't understand for a while: "Sacrifice?"

Jiang Weining smiled, approached him and lowered his voice, "Sacrifice for love."

Feng An's cheeks gradually turned red: "You..."

Jiang Weining took a step back and put his hands on the edge of the cooking table: "I'm not a fool, do you really think I can't see it? He's the one you like!"

Feng An looked at him nervously: "I...he...then aren't you angry?"

Jiang Weining chuckled: "Why are you angry? He is my elder brother, not my daughter. Do I care who he falls in love with? He just needs to be happy."

Feng An was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the matter that he had struggled with for a long time before could be solved so easily, and then hurriedly explained: "No...we are not in a relationship."

Jiang Weining sighed: "I know, he is more reserved..."

At this moment, Jiang Yu'an came out of the bathroom, so Jiang Weining had to stop talking halfway, and just winked at Feng An, like an underground party giving a secret signal.

This day, I still didn’t eat donkey meat, because stewing donkey meat is a time-consuming thing, it’s so late, it’s too late.But the next day is Saturday, so you can prepare well.

Jiang Weining was afraid that he would not be able to do it well, so he deliberately searched for a bunch of methods of stewing donkey meat from the Internet, but Jiang Yuan frowned and pushed away after looking at it twice, saying that this is the unhealthy way outside, heavy oil and salt sauce , Tell him not to make trouble.

Jiang Weining was terribly worried, but he couldn't explain it clearly.He turned around and asked Feng An for help, but this time Feng An didn't help him.

"Mr. Jiang can do whatever he wants." Feng An said, "This is made by your brother himself. In terms of intention alone, it is much more precious than those outside. Why are you still picky?"

Jiang Weining sighed, threw himself on the bed, beat his chest and stamped his feet: "What's the matter? You two haven't fallen in love yet, and you started to bully me together?!"

That night, Jiang Weining finally had the donkey meat fire that he had been longing for.Jiang Yu'an thought that the practices on the Internet were too unhealthy, so he added some condiments, mixed lettuce leaves and tomato slices with the donkey meat, and the result was a bit nondescript, more like a Chinese hamburger than fire.

Jiang Weining took a sip, and to be honest, the taste was actually good, but he couldn't be happier because it was completely different from the last time he ate it, and it wasn't the one he liked.

It was Jiang Yu'an's first time making this kind of thing, and he was still a little apprehensive about his own work, so he asked the diners for their opinions: "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Feng An took a bite, nodded seriously, and said, "It's delicious."

Jiang Weining didn't have much energy and said, "It's so-so."

Jiang Yu'an directly ignored Jiang Weining's answer, smiled and took a bite of his own: "It's good to eat."

Jiang Weining felt that he was about to be pissed off by these two.

But before leaving, he still ignored the previous suspicions, and quietly dragged Feng An to the corner of the airport and said: "I'm leaving, you have to keep working hard, don't be hit by him! His mouth is wrong, and he said I don’t like it, but I actually like it very much in my heart, so you can just be a little sloppy, maybe he will let go in the end, understand?”

Feng An was taught, and nodded again and again: "Okay, I understand."

Jiang Yu'an had already changed the boarding pass, walked towards them and reminded them: "You can go through the security check."

Jiang Weining hugged the two of them respectively, and specifically said to Jiang Yu'an: "Take care of Mom and Dad."

Jiang Yu'an smiled: "You still need to tell me?"

Before going through the security check, Jiang Weining waved to them again, and raised his voice to Feng An: "Come on!"

Feng An also promised him loudly: "I will, don't worry!"

After Jiang Weining left, Jiang Yu'an was a little curious and asked, "Why did he ask you to cheer?"

Feng An pursed his lips and said with a smile, "He told me to study hard so that I can get into T University in the future."

Although T University's ranking in the country is not bad, but in general, it is not one of the best, but the business department is the most famous.For a candidate, it seems that prestigious schools like Tsinghua University and Peking University should be the goal.Jiang Weining looked at him: "Do you want to go to T University?"

Feng An hummed and said, "In this way, we can become alumni with Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Yu'an laughed, noncommittal, just asked him: "How is your review going? Do you think you can start high school courses?"

Feng An thought for a while and said, "It should be fine."

Jiang Yu'an said: "At your current age, it may not be suitable for you to go to school and study from the first year of high school. I think you can invite a teacher to teach at home, or take a special remedial class. Which one do you like?"

Feng Anxin thought that if he hired a tutor, he would be the teacher at home all day long, and the one-on-one feeling would be quite stressful, so he might as well go to a remedial class, so he said, "Let's go to a remedial class."

Jiang Yu'an nodded: "Then I'll contact you again."

There are specialized educational institutions that provide special training for senior high school candidates. They are aimed at students who have not studied well in school and have been completely abandoned in the first and second years of high school.This kind of students can't catch up with the progress of the school, and they have to start classes with additional small stoves.Feng An's current situation is similar to those of those students, they all have zero foundation, so it is suitable for this kind of class.However, Jiang Yu'an was more careful about the specific choice. He didn't want Feng An to really stay in the same classroom with a group of uneducated and poor students. He was afraid that it would be affected, so he chose and chose, but never made a final decision.It was not until a week later that time officially entered April that there was a turning point.

This day was a very ordinary Monday, but Jiang Yuan didn't go to the company, he wanted to attend a business summit held in the city, so he got up earlier than usual, and after breakfast, he spent a lot of time on looking after his image.

He was picking out a suit and tie in the bedroom, while Feng An was standing on the terrace outside the study reciting vocabulary words.There is a bay window in Jiang Yu'an's bedroom, which is on the same side as the balcony of the study, and Feng An's voice of reciting words can be heard.He was putting on his tie in front of the full-length mirror, and when he heard Feng An carrying it on his back, his voice suddenly stopped, and then there was another deep exclamation, and the movements of his hands stopped.

The temperature in April in Shenzhen City is already a bit high, and you will sweat even if you wear short sleeves at noon.The few pots of Longsha gemstones that Feng An bought had flower buds a while ago, but they hadn't opened yet.Feng An was a little worried, and checked the information on the Internet, only to find out later that the temperature was not enough.He didn't pay attention when he was reading the book just now, and occasionally glanced at it between reciting, only then did he realize that one of the buds had quietly bloomed!

Feng An has never raised flowers before, this is the first time he has raised flowers, the first bud to bloom, the sense of accomplishment is like giving birth to a new life.Surprised and delighted, he leaned over the balcony railing and called out to the bedroom, "Mr. Jiang!"

The bay window of the bedroom was opened, and Jiang Yu'an poked his head out: "What's wrong?"

Feng An was bathed in the cool morning light, his cheeks were slightly pink due to excitement, and there was brilliance in his pupils: "The flowers are blooming!"

Facing the brilliance of the rising sun, Jiang Yu'an narrowed his eyes slightly, then retracted his head.After a while, Feng An heard footsteps coming from the outside, it was Jiang Yu'an who walked into the study: "Open?"

Feng An nodded, knelt down and pointed out the bud to him: "This one."

Jiang Yu'an leaned over to take a closer look, and saw that the bud was only just opening, but it was already pink and white, delicate and lovely, so she couldn't help but also smiled: "It's very beautiful."

Feng An looked at the flowers, then at him, and suddenly said, "Mr. Jiang, go and put on your suit."

Jiang Yu'an came over halfway through changing clothes, and now he is only wearing a vest.Hearing this, he straightened up, and he laughed and said, "You don't want to take pictures of me, do you? Standing next to the flowers to take pictures, my mother doesn't compose pictures like this anymore, so I don't want to."

Feng An pushed him: "Go!"

Jiang Yu'an said no, but went back and put on all the clothes.

When he returned to the terrace, Feng An already had a pair of scissors in his hand, and was gesturing at the blooming bud.

Jiang Yu'an was a little surprised and asked, "You want to cut it?"

Feng An hummed, took a step forward, looked closer at the blindfold on his collar, and stretched out his hand to touch the back of his collar.

Jiang Yu'an had a premonition of what he was going to do, and his emotions were a little complicated: "You want to cut it out for me?"

Feng An had already measured the size, so he bent down to cut the flowers without hesitation: "Well, the first flower is for Mr. Jiang."

He smoothed the cut flower stems with scissors, and then carefully inserted them into Jiang Yuan's collar. The length of the flower stems was just right, just enough to hold the flower buds without revealing the stems underneath.

Jiang Yu'an has a straight nose and a full forehead. Against the backdrop of tender flowers, her lines are more resolute and handsome, like a finely carved Greek statue.

Feng An withdrew his hand and took a step back, looked at him macroscopically, and finally said with satisfaction: "Okay, it looks very good, do you want to take a look in the mirror?"

Jiang Yu'an touched the petals lightly, and could smell the faint fragrance of the flowers, her heartbeat seemed to slow down suddenly, and then it accelerated again.

Secretly exhaling a long breath, he suppressed the strange emotions he felt in this moment, and asked Feng An in a calm tone: "The first flower, just cut it for me, don't you feel bad?"

Feng An shook his head: "These flowers were originally raised for Mr. Jiang to see, as long as you like them."

Sitting in the car, Jiang Yu'an's left chest still had the throbbing feeling just now.Through the fabric of the lapel, he carefully pressed the stem of the flower, and suddenly hesitated, wondering if he had missed Feng An, and if he would have a chance to meet another person who could make his heart move like this in the future.Maybe you can give it a try, quit smoking and drinking, maybe you can live longer in the future - but life is impermanent, how long can you live, who can say for sure?

Jiang Yu'an put down his hands and smiled, feeling that his idea was too ridiculous.

The summit was held in a high-end hotel, and the participants were all well-known entrepreneurs in the province.Jiang Yu'an met Zhang Xianyang, a senior who was a few years older than him.

When he was a graduate student, he and Zhang Xianyang had the opportunity to collaborate on a project.After graduation, they still maintain a good relationship and contact each other from time to time.Zhang Xianyang is now the chairman of Longyu Group, mainly engaged in health care products and diet, and has developed smoothly in recent years.When the two met, Zhang Xianyang laughed heartily and said, "Xiao Jiang, you are dressed very romanticly today!"

Jiang Yu'an held the cup and smiled: "I heard that there will be a speech by Longyu later? Brother is going to show off today."

Zhang Xianyang waved his hands and said, "Where is that? I don't want to be in the limelight. Look at me now—" He patted his swollen belly, and stroked his hair again: "I don't like it. Let Yu Li represent it." I'll go up."

Jiang Yu'an nodded and asked, "Is Yu Ming not here today?"

Zhang Xianyang frowned and shook his head: "That bastard, it's fine if he doesn't cause trouble for me, and I still expect him to help me? But your brother is about to graduate, right? Do you want to return to Hongtai in the future?"

Jiang Yu'an said: "Probably not, he doesn't like these things."

Zhang Xianyang smiled: "That's good, it will save you trouble in the future."

Jiang Yu'an knew what trouble he was referring to, but he was worried that Jiang Weining would fight with him for shares and rights after joining Hongtai.However, he didn't intend to reveal too much about his family's private affairs to outsiders. At this moment, he smiled vaguely and asked another topic: "Senior Brother, I have something I want to ask you about."

"what's up?"

"I remember that when Yu Ming was in his third year of high school, he didn't seem to be studying in school?"

Zhang Xianyang was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't know why Jiang Yu'an suddenly brought up this matter: "I didn't study at school, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yu'an said: "There is a child at home, and his grades are not very good. I want to ask where Yu Ming made up his lessons back then. If the conditions are suitable, he will also send him there to study."

Zhang Xianyang pondered for a moment, then answered him, "I really can't remember this, it was his mother who took care of him back then. Wait a minute, I'll call my wife and ask."

Jiang Yu'an smiled and nodded.

After leaving the summit, Jiang Yu'an threw a note to Nie Beiran: "Go and check this tutoring class to see how the student environment is."

Nie Beiran took the note and looked it up, and blurted out, "Bohan? I know this place. My cousin studies there. It's extremely expensive, but the teachers are really good, and even a fool can get an undergraduate degree."

Jiang Yu'an glanced at him: "Is this what I asked?"

Nie Beiran immediately took out his mobile phone: "President Jiang, wait a moment, I'll ask my cousin."

After a while, Nie Beiran hung up the phone and reported to Jiang Yu'an: "Mr. Jiang, the tuition fees are so expensive there, and children from ordinary families can't get in, so there are no such students as hooligans. My cousin said that her Most of the students in the class have high expectations from their families, and their children’s grades are not up or down, and some are rich second-generation people who are cramming, so the environment should be pretty good.”

Jiang Yu'an nodded: "Then you can contact Feng An and give Feng An a name."