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Before Yan Jianghe took Zhang Cong home, he followed Zhou Pingnan's instructions and bought three bottles of drinks in a nearby supermarket.

After getting out of the car, Zhang Cong took the initiative to carry it. Uncle Yan Jianghe got used to his faults again, so he simply threw the three big bottles into Zhang Cong's arms.

So, Zhang Cong could only go upstairs with his hands in his hands, covering his face.So much so that Yan Tao frowned deeply when he opened the door: "Jiang He, why don't you help take it?"

After he finished speaking, he also took action, preparing to pick up the drink in Zhang Cong's hand.But Zhang Cong didn't give it.He cleverly bypassed the half body distance, whispered "Uncle" in his mouth as a greeting, and put everything on the table when he went in.

Yan Tao: "..."

Yan Jianghe smiled at Yan Tao and blinked one eye.Fortunately, he was facing the extremely helpless Yan Tao. If it was Zhou Pingnan, he would have already stepped over.

"Uncle! It's Uncle!" Ning Hanghang pushed open the door of the back room, side by side with Yan Laicai, and ran towards him together.

Yan Jianghe was a little surprised: "Why is Hanghang here?"

Yan Tao smiled: "Your sister worked overtime today, and Hang Hang kept thinking about Yan Lai Cai, so she brought it here."

Yan Jianghe nodded, squatted down, and was thrown into his arms by this girl.Before he could hug Ning Hanghang, a very funny situation happened.

I saw Yan Laicai, that bastard, stopped its hooves the moment it pounced on Yan Jianghe.It turned its head and looked at Zhang Cong behind him.Immediately afterwards, he jumped on all four legs, walked to Zhang Cong's feet, walked around, put his shoes on his nose and sniffed, then raised his head and "woofed" a few times, and tilted his head to look at Zhang Cong.

Zhang Cong: "..."

Yan Jianghe couldn't hold back, and immediately burst into laughter, Ning Hanghang suddenly smacked his mouth lightly with a small fist, making Yan Jianghe's smile dumb.

Zhang Cong's eyes flickered, and the corner of his mouth subconsciously wanted to pull it up.It's really funny that Yan Jianghe was beaten up by a girl.

Yan Jianghe observed Zhang Cong's reaction and was stunned.After Feng Lao left, this kid couldn't even get a little light in his eyes, not to mention his smile.How uncomfortable Zhang Cong felt, Yan Jianghe didn't even dare to say he knew.As for Zhang Cong's virtue, it was completely impossible to tell him to cry to vent his anger. He held back so much that Yan Jianghe wanted to blow his mind.

In fact, Yan Jianghe hesitated all the way to bring Zhang Cong home.He was afraid that Zhang Cong would feel more uncomfortable.But for now, it seems to be ok.

Yan Jianghe breathed a sigh of relief.At this time, Yan Laicai squatted down beside Zhang Cong's feet, rubbing his dog's head against Zhang Cong's legs.

Yan Tao laughed again: "It seems that Zhang Cong is quite popular with small animals."

Yan Jianghe snorted and laughed: "Little boy recruits little boy. If you didn't look at our Yan Meitong, you could even hug Zhang Cong under the bed."

The corner of Zhang Cong's mouth twitched, he really didn't know what to say.He squatted down slowly, and touched Yan Laicai's dog's brain.

Ning Hanghang hugged Yan Jianghe's neck, and had turned his face to look at Zhang Cong for a long time.

Yatou Pianzi turned her head and said to Yan Jianghe: "Beautiful big brother."

Zhang Cong: "..."

"..." Yan Jianghe glanced at Zhang Cong, cleared his throat, and suppressed a smile, "It's the little uncle. Also, the little uncle is a man. You can't use pretty, you can use handsome, cool, attractive or something."

Yan Tao couldn't take it anymore, turned around and walked to the kitchen, and called Zhou Pingnan: "You can teach the children something."

Ning Hanghang's eyeballs lit up, and he nodded with wide eyes: "Handsome and cool little uncle!"

Zhang Cong almost broke his wrist on Yan Laicai's head.

"Last time you stole someone's cake to eat, why did I ask you to do it?" Yan Jianghe said again, his expression lowered on purpose.

Ning Hanghang tilted his head and thought for a while, let go of Yan Jianghe's neck with his little hand, and walked up to Zhang Cong.She was squeezed aside by Yan Laicai, grabbed Zhang Cong's sleeve, softly said: "I'm sorry, little uncle, I didn't mean it...and I will pay you for the chocolate."

She was greedy when she said it, and licked the corner of her mouth: "Is the chocolate delicious?"

"... delicious." Zhang Cong recalled the scene of Yan Jianghe leaving the DOVE in front of him, and felt a little guilty.Then he didn't dare to look at Ning Hanghang again.

Sure enough, as Yan Jianghe said, he met this cousin and niece.

At this time, Zhou Pingnan came out of the kitchen. As soon as she came out of the kitchen door, she greeted, "Zhang Cong? Zhang Cong is here, right? Let Auntie have a look."

Zhang Cong took a deep breath, feeling his mind was in a mess.But he didn't seem to hate this feeling very much.He stood up straight and nodded towards Zhou Pingnan. It was useless to slap Yan Jianghe this time, so he responded first, "Auntie."

"Hey." Zhou Pingnan laughed and said enthusiastically, "You sit on the sofa for a while, there are fruits on the tea table, eat less cushions, and the food will be ready soon."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Yan Jianghe again: "Yan Jianghe came in and washed his hands to help me."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the pressure cooker in the kitchen puffing loudly, so she ran back quickly.

Zhang Congyang stood still, and he found that Yan Jianghe's eyes resembled his mother's, and the pupils were almost exactly the same as Zhou Pingnan's, except that Yan Jianghe's eyes were narrower and longer.

He could remember the look of Yan Jianghe's eyes.In fact, it's not just the eyes, there are many more, such as the height of the bridge of the nose, the contour of the face, and even the direction of the eyebrows...

Zhang Cong didn't turn his head to look at Yan Jianghe, but these were all highlighted in his mind.Just give him a pen and he can draw.

Yan Jianghe stared at Zhang Cong's back and was silent for a while.He walked over, grabbed Ning Hanghang's shofar braid, and made the little girl laugh.

He said to Zhang Cong: "Wash your hands and help in the kitchen."

Yan Tao who came out: "..."

Yan Jianghe glanced at Yan Tao and smiled.Yan Tao opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

Zhang Cong stood there for a while, then finally turned around and went to the bathroom to wash his hands, then walked into the kitchen silently.

Zhou Pingnan in the kitchen didn't look up, thinking that it was Yan Jianghe who came in, and directly gave orders: "Cut the green onions for me."

Zhang Cong picked up the kitchen knife and started chopping green onions.

Yan Jianghe outside dragged a stool and sat down, grabbed Ning Hanghang's braid and did not let go, and curled his hair with his fingers in circles.He sighed, and muttered in his heart: "Zhang Cong...you should be more considerate."

To be honest, he didn't have much confidence.He was worried that Zhang Cong would reject him.He still had a key in his pocket waiting to be recognized.In fact, it's normal for Zhang Cong to refuse, it's nothing.However, how did Yan Jiang know that if this bastard didn't stay under his nose, he would be worried.

It is reasonable to say that Yan Jianghe works in the hospital, and he has seen less "civilian suffering".But Zhang Cong... the extremes and collisions in him are too intense.

He wears a red rose, and when he gazes with both eyes, he can see into the soul of others, and then he will bloody cut himself open, making the other party turbulent.This kind of turmoil is daunting and creepy.

So what Zhong Ning said was very correct - Zhang Cong was really arousing Yan Jianghe's heartache.

Yan Jiang He Zheng was so worried that he tossed Ning Hang Hang's braid into a mess. The little girl pouted disapprovingly and babbled and stretched out her hand to pull him vigorously, only then did he come back to his senses.

It's a pity that before Yan Jianghe could coax the girl, Zhou Pingnan suddenly yelled from the kitchen: "Yan Jianghe!"

"Ouch..." Yan Jianghe grinned, quickly picked up Yan Laicai's dog from the ground, stuffed it into Ning Hanghang's arms, and walked to the kitchen.

Zhang Cong was cutting a handful of cucumber shreds.He heard Yan Jianghe come in and glanced over lightly.

Zhou Pingnan was straight-tempered, and didn't care that Zhang Cong was right next to him. He directly reprimanded Yan Jianghe: "You are really good. I asked you to come in to help. Why did you let Zhang Cong in? It took me a long time to bring him back. When he entered the door, he would let people in." work?"

Yan Jianghe smiled and said innocently: "He is better than me in kitchen matters. You always think I'm clumsy, what's wrong with me giving you a handy one?"

Yan Jianghe really thinks that Zhang Cong is suitable for work.If you don't give him some work, this kid can probably stand there for a day and survive as a zombie.Secondly, Yan Jianghe is not willing to help his mother at all.There are different types of knives. He can do it with a scalpel, but with a kitchen knife it's like playing with a kitchen knife.No, it was a kitchen knife playing tricks on him.

"Stop making me cough here." Zhou Pingnan stared at him, then said to Zhang Cong, "Zhang Cong, stop doing it, let him come."

Yan Jianghe quickly looked at Zhang Cong.

"..." Zhang Cong couldn't bear his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "It's okay, Auntie, it's just short of this, and it will be over soon."

Yan Jianghe smiled with satisfaction, as if he was born to keep his fingers clean.

"..." Zhou Pingnan saw that Zhang Cong didn't let go of the kitchen knife, and that the knife skills could indeed shake Yanjiang He Bajie, she sighed, "You're just used to Yanjiang He."

Zhang Cong paused, and almost cut his finger with the knife.

Zhou Pingnan felt that Zhang Cong was very sensible, and when she got in touch with Mr. Feng, she began to feel distressed, and whispered: "Zhang Cong is really sensible." At the same time, she began to wonder if the plate of sweet and sour pork ribs on the table was not enough sugar?

When the dishes were served, the room became even hotter.Among the drinks that Zhang Cong brought in earlier, a bottle of orange juice was poured out of five glasses.Zhou Pingnan kept adding vegetables to Zhang Cong's bowl, and even Zhang Cong's bowl was on top, so she didn't stop.

In the end, Yan Jianghe couldn't see it. When Zhou Pingnan came to pick up vegetables again, he pressed Zhang Cong's arm with his palm, tilted his head, and directly provoked Zhou Pingnan's chopsticks to open his mouth to eat.

Zhou Pingnan: "..."

Zhang Cong: "..."

Through a layer of clothes, the skin where Zhang Cong was pressed by Yan Jianghe suddenly became "hot", so "hot" that he had goose bumps.

Yan Jianghe: "Mom, don't pinch it, you can't hold it anymore."

Yan Jiang and He Yuguang glanced at Zhang Cong, put his hand on Zhang Cong's arm and squeezed it lightly.He pinched it, and Zhang Cong's tight string was broken.He immediately felt a burst of relief.Limbs and bones seemed to be opened instantly, followed by a surge of hot blood.

Zhang Cong didn't hear what Zhou Pingnan said, and Ning Hanghang's laughter, Yan Tao seemed to have said something too.

This is the short story of ordinary parents.It was Zhang Cong who was always intimidated.

Yanjiang Hechang is the most ordinary and greatest family in the world.So his sharp temper has never been consumed by the world.And this man's gentleness has not been worn down by the cumbersome years.

He is so warm and so strong.

Zhang Cong lowered his eyes, staring closely at Yan Jianghe's hand.When Yan Jianghe took his hand away from his arm, Zhang Cong was startled suddenly, and before he could react, he reached out and grabbed Yan Jianghe's wrist.

Yes.He can stay away from all the fireworks in the world, and he can't share the sky with everything.But he couldn't stay far away from Yan Jiang.If Yan Jianghe hadn't walked into his life, he might just be living indifferently, just trying to save his life.

But Yan Jianghe walked in.Some shriveled and haggard things, because of Yan Jianghe, have vitality.

Yan Jianghe gently leaned over to look at Zhang Cong, with a smile on his lips: "Huh?"

It's true that Zhang Cong wants Yan Jianghe.So he said softly: "Brother."

Yan Jianghe smiled suddenly, he grabbed Zhang Cong's hand, and put the key in his palm.

Zhang Cong understood again.Why is Yan Jiang waiting for him here?

After Yan Jianghe gave the key, he acted as a demon on the hilltop of Zhang Cong's rice bowl, gently planted a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs like acrobatics, and drank orange juice in a good mood.

It's just that no one knows what this "brother" means to Zhang Cong, and neither does Yan Jianghe.

The life of cholera, who was only a day old, was turned upside down by a squeegee, and the pickled things were smashed to ashes from then on.The young heart is bumping back and forth, rolling into an endless river.

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There is another update tonight, okay~(^з^)-☆