You are the uncle!

The author has something to say: I want to tell the little angel one thing. Since the author's current article progress is about to be completed, starting today, the article will be changed from one update to two. If it goes well, it will be completed by the end of April, thank you!

Jiang Xiqiao had already noticed that Yin Tingwan was in a bad mood today, but he didn't say anything or ask anything, just sat quietly on the back seat of the bicycle and used his own way to accompany him.

Turning the corner was Grandma Jiang's small courtyard. Jiang Xiqiao got off the car and entered the courtyard gate on her own. From the corner of her eye, she saw that Yin Tingwan didn't turn around and leave as usual, but stopped on the opposite side of the courtyard.

He just stood in the yard and looked at the man over the wall for a while, then turned and entered the house.

"Xiaohe, go pick a loofah in the yard!"

Grandma Jiang kneaded the dough and shouted to Jiang Xiqiao in the back room.

"Got it, grandma."

Putting down the pen in his hand, Jiang Xiqiao got up and went out the door.

After crossing the threshold, it was getting late, a gust of wind blew past the bamboo forest behind the house, and there were rustling sounds in the yard.

Taking advantage of the light from the street lamps, Jiang Xiqiao climbed onto the bamboo frame, touched two loofahs and picked them off.

When he was about to jump off the shelf, he suddenly caught sight of the figure outside the courtyard wall, and he didn't know why, but suddenly a burst of anger surged up, and he felt a little distressed when he savored it carefully.

"Hey, you don't come home late at night, why are you standing in front of my house?"

Hearing the sound of Jiangxi Bridge, Yin Tingwan only came back to his senses, saw that it was dark, and the other party was standing in front of the half-open wooden door, with the dim street lamp shining on him, there was an indescribable warmth.

For a moment, Yin Tingwan suddenly wanted to walk into this small courtyard to see what Jiang Xiqiao really looks like in life.

Looking at the person opposite, he was still poking under the street lamp like a log, as if he didn't hear what he said.

"I love to go or not, I don't bother to look at you!"

Jiang Xiqiao slammed the door shut, furious from the bottom of his heart.

Before entering the room, he glanced back in a strange way. The man was still standing under the street lamp. Under the dim yellow light, the solitary figure was stretched very long.

For no reason, it reminded him of the puppy who was abandoned on the street corner on a rainy day.

The foot that wanted to step over the threshold couldn't be lifted no matter what, hesitated for a while, but still couldn't overcome the condemnation of conscience, walked to the door, opened the courtyard door, and shouted at Yin Tingwan angrily: " Hey, come in!"

Looking at the back figure in front of him who turned back into the house in a fit of anger, Yin Tingwan showed a triumphant smirk, followed quickly into the yard, and closed the gate behind him.

As soon as Yin Tingwan entered the room, he realized that he seemed to have made a mistake.

Don't look at the small courtyard of Jiang's house, which looks ordinary from the outside, but it's quite different once you enter the house.Sofa, coffee table, TV, refrigerator are all available, and there is even an air conditioner in the innermost part of the main room.

The layout of the home is not eye-catching, but everything is exquisite, and some places are even better than those professional designers.It can be seen at a glance that the decorator's taste is very elegant, how come it doesn't look like the ordinary people he thought before?

Jiang Xiqiao threw a pair of slippers for Yin Tingwan, turned around and shouted to the kitchen, "Grandma, where do you put the loofah?"

Grandma Jiang poked her head out of the kitchen when she heard the commotion, and saw Yin Tingwan behind Jiang Xiqiao nodded hurriedly and said, "Oh, you kid, why don't you respond when there are guests? Young man, you're welcome, sit down, Xiaohe Ah! Pour a glass of water for your classmate!"

Yin Tingwan hurriedly raised his head and smiled at Grandma Jiang, "Grandma, don't bother me, I'll just sit down and leave!"

"Where can I go? Why don't you have to finish your meal before leaving?"

"Success, then I'll try grandma's handicraft!"

Yin Tingwan nodded in response to Lu Shunpo, not polite at all.

Jiang Xiqiao turned around and looked at him with wide eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Yin Tingwan! You really don't treat yourself as an outsider? What do you eat? Get out of here after the call!"

"You child, how do you talk?"

Grandma Jiang came out of the kitchen, glared at Jiang Xiqiao reproachfully, held Yin Tingwan's hand and said, "Is the young man's surname Yin?"

"Yes, grandma, just call me Tingzi."

"Tingzi! Listen to grandma, let's eat here today!"

"Since grandma has said so, how embarrassed I am to refuse!......" He raised his eyebrows at Jiang Xiqiao with a smirk.

Jiang Xiqiao wanted to say something, but was stared at by Grandma Jiang, so she had no choice but to stop talking, but the sharp eyes kept flying towards Yin Tingwan.

Yin Tingwan smiled and followed Grandma Jiang to ask for help, but she kicked her out on the pretext of being a guest, and then swaggered open the door of Jiang Xiqiao's room.

Jiang Xiqiao heard the sound of the door opening behind him, turned around and saw who else it was if it wasn't Yin Tingwan.

"Who let you in?"

"I let me in!"

In terms of the thickest skin, no one is later than Yin Ting,

Jiang Xiqiao has nothing to do with this kind of person.

let's hit!Howled before reaching out.

Scold it!People have the ability to listen to praise.

To deal with this kind of person, it's best to treat him as air, turn around immediately, and don't bother to talk to him.

Yin Tingwan didn't mind being left alone, so he just wandered around the room, touching left and right.

He found that Jiang Xiqiao looked like that, so delicate that you felt that he was a young master who even ate with a crystal spoon, but in fact he was also a grand old man in life.

On the surface, the house looks tidy, but in fact, upon closer inspection, it looks like an old man.

The quilt was not arranged neatly, and one corner of the bed sheet was wrapped in the corner of the quilt. It seemed that he was in a hurry in the morning, so he pulled it casually.

The cabinet looked tightly closed, but a corner of the coat leaked from the gap under the door. You don't need to look at Yin Tingwan to imagine how messy it is inside.

One sock was dangling from the shoe, and the other was kicked under the computer desk by this man, and he didn't even notice it.

I don't know why, looking at Jiangxi Bridge like this, Yin Tingwan inexplicably felt a kind of intimacy, as if a person who used to be cold suddenly became alive.

It turns out—he also gets confused, doesn't like to tidy up the house, doesn't like to be clean, and has a lot of old men's stink problems on his body.

Yin Tingwan casually sat down beside the bed, stretched his head to see, there was a comic book in front of Jiang Xiqiao, and he was reading it with gusto.

Looking around, except for the textbooks for the first year of high school, the rest of the bookshelves are full of novels and comics.

He was not polite, he took out a book from the bookshelf by himself, and looked at it together, and when he saw it, Grandma Jiang called for dinner.

The two went out one after the other. There was a plate of chili sauce and a plate of dried plums on the table outside, and there was loofah and egg sliced ​​noodles in the Dahai bowl. Just by looking at the appearance, you can tell that the taste is unmistakable.

Grandma Jiang served another bowl of soup for each of them, and then called them to start eating. Yin Tingwan was not polite, thanked Grandma Jiang and picked up the chopsticks to pick up the bowl.

The loofah and eggs are all homegrown, and the noodles are ground from the newly harvested wheat this year. Grandma Jiang kneads the dough carefully by hand, and puts hot water in the pot.

Sliced ​​scallions, chopped minced garlic, fried with lard until fragrant, light soy sauce with scallions and hot oil, fried to make a sauce, then sliced ​​cucumbers and fresh eggs, boiled with water to make a soup, served with hand-sliced The noodles that come out, just smelling it will increase people's appetite.

Yin Ting didn't treat himself as an outsider at all. He ate three bowls of sliced ​​noodles with Grandma Jiang's fresh fried plum and dried vegetables before throwing up his chopsticks.

Fortunately, Jiang Xiqiao's appetite is usually not small. Grandma Jiang was afraid that it would not be enough to eat, so she made more according to his appetite.

The most satisfying thing for a cook is to see the person who eats deliciously. Yin Tingwan had a good meal, and Grandma Jiang laughed so hard that she couldn't see her teeth. If Yin Tingwan hadn't repeatedly emphasized that she was full, She's going to meet again.

Jiang Xiqiao stared from the side, wishing he could throw the bowls and chopsticks out of the courtyard with others.

It’s so edible, you’ll be overwhelmed!

After the meal, the two young men took the initiative to occupy the kitchen, let Grandma Jiang watch TV by herself, and they cleaned up the dishes.

Jiang Xiqiao grew up being waited on as a child. Wherever he did these jobs, he almost smashed the bowl when he received it.

Yin Tingwan, on the other hand, lived with his uncle when he was a child, and did some housework in his life, so washing the dishes was a no-brainer, so he drove Jiang Xiqiao aside to wipe the dishes, and started washing the dishes by himself with his sleeves rolled up.

"I didn't see it! You can do these jobs!"

Jiang Xiqiao looked surprised. Even if Yin Tingwan didn't say anything, he could tell from the clothes of this person before that this person's family situation would only be better than his own, and he looked like he was not in the sun, but he didn't. Think of him doing housework.

"What's this? There's a chance tomorrow, let me show you my skill, my skill is not bragging, I'll let you eat it and want to eat it again!"

After Yin Ting put the freshly washed bowls on the dish rack to drain, he wiped the water off his hands on the kitchen rag.

Looking at his skillful finishing movements and his confident appearance, Jiang Xiqiao barely dispelled his doubts.

After tidying up the kitchen, it happened that Uncle Li called and said that he had arrived at the entrance of the alley.

Yin Ting put on his schoolbag and changed his shoes at night, and said goodbye to Grandma Jiang: "Grandma, I'm leaving first, and I'll see you tomorrow when I'm free!"

Grandma Jiang was about to get up and change his shoes to see him off, but was stopped by Yin Tingwan: "No need to deliver, Grandma, I have to change shoes when I go out, it's so troublesome! Just let Xiao He see me off."

Seeing that Yin Tingwan resolutely refused to give it away by herself, Grandma Jiang didn't insist anymore, and pushed Jiang Xiqiao who was standing stupidly by the door: "Hurry up and change your shoes to give away! It's so dark outside, and he doesn't know where he lives. If you catch it, you will be in trouble!"

Jiang Xiqiao, who didn't intend to give it away: "..."

After leaving the courtyard, Jiang Xiqiao stood on the steps and stopped. He folded his arms and said, "Go straight out, turn left at the first corner, turn right at the second corner, turn left at the third exit, and then go Go ahead a few minutes and you'll see the road!"

Yin Tingwan raised his eyebrows, and said shyly, "It's so dark outside, I can't see!"

"Aren't there street lights?"

"That's not as bright as the stars in the sky! Is that also called a street lamp?"

"Are the stars in your house so bright? Get out, Ma Liuer!" Jiang Xiqiao said angrily, watching the person in front of him open his eyes and talk nonsense.

"I don't care, anyway, grandma told you to send it, do you believe it or not, I'll go back and tell grandma right now?"

A thick-skinned person doesn't care if Jiang Xiqiao is angry or not. After fighting for so long, he finally gained the upper hand. If he let Jiang Xiqiao go so easily, it's not because he is too late for Yin Ting!

Being 'threatened', Jiang Xiqiao could only stare at him bitterly, and walked towards the entrance of the alley.

Yin Tingwan, who had succeeded, raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and quickly chased after him. Like a victorious rooster, he walked beside Jiang Xiqiao with arrogance.

As he was walking, Yin Tingwan suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked, "Hey, I remembered something!"

Jiang Xiqiao glanced at him, and said with a flat expression: "Do you want to ask me, how did you find out that you followed me?"

"How did you know?"

"My guess"

"Then how did you find out?"

This is also a question that Yin Tingwan can't figure out no matter how much he thinks about it. He is clearly disguised so well, how did this person find out.

Jiang Xiqiao stopped in his tracks, glanced at him and said, "Do you still remember Uncle Zhou at the entrance of the alley?"

As soon as he said it, Yin Tingwan remembered that Uncle Zhou loved to sit at the first alley where the road came in. Every time Jiang Xiqiao came back to greet him, he was very happy.

"I know! It's the old man who can smile like a flower every time you say hello to him!"

"When you followed me on the first day, Uncle Zhou told me that he saw a young man in a yellow T-shirt sneaking after me, and told me to be careful on the way to and from school!"

As he spoke, he looked at Yin Tingwan with a smirk on his face, and then said, "I asked Uncle Zhou about your appearance and height, and I guessed it was you!"

"Then you have been walking me for several days?"

"That's what you deserve. Who told you to put up all your energy to do bad things?"

"Hey, you said I didn't do anything at that time? How do you know I'm going to do something bad?" Yin Tingwan put his hand on Jiang Xiqiao's shoulder and asked in an inquiring tone.

Jiang Xiqiao scratched the claws on Papa's shoulders but failed to remove them, so he had no choice but to give up, gave him a blank look, and snorted: "The bad water in your stomach is about to come out of your eyes, a fool can't see it!" Come out!"