Two pots of water

Jiang Chu opened his mouth, took the phone away, looked at the caller ID, and put the receiver back on his ear.

"Why are you calling at this time?" He pulled the seat belt buckle, "My mother's friend, the two of you are shopping and blocked."

"Ah." Qin replied the most.

Jiang Chu said, "Why are you calling at this time?" It seemed that he had never heard him say that before.

Or even if he said it before, Tan Zui didn't pay attention.

It's really sensitive to change back to "brothers".

Hearing Jiang Chu's question now, Tan Zui was a little hesitant, wondering if he was delaying him for something.

"Mid-Autumn Festival, I'll give you a call." He explained to Jiang Chu, "Are you busy first, do you want to drive?"

"Yeah." Jiang Chu put on his seat belt, sat on the driver's seat and looked out the window, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Preparing to eat." Tan Zui said, "How about you?"

"Go and eat," Jiang Chu opened the cigarette case and took one in his mouth, "I'll call you back when I'm done."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Chu didn't wait for Tan Zui to say anything else, anyway, it wouldn't be "Brother, I miss you", and hung up the phone directly.

"It's over?" Kang Che sat across the dining table, quietly pouring into the pot.

A piece of hairy belly was not cooked yet, and when he looked up, Tan Zui had already put down his phone.

"He has something to do." Tan Zui glanced at the phone again.

"Then are you happy or not?" Kang Che imitated Tan Zui's expression and raised one eyebrow.

Tan Zui glanced at him, picked up the chopsticks and softly "tsk": "Ugly people make trouble."

"Get out of my house." Kang Che pointed at the door with his chopsticks sideways.

"Call me when you're done." Qin Zui took two spinach sticks and dipped them in the saucer.

"Oh." Kang Che smiled, "That seems to be happy."

I really can't say whether Gao is happy or not.

Tan Zui dipped the two sticks of spinach between his hands for a long time before eating them absent-mindedly.

Jiang Chu must spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with his family.

Where did Aunt Pan come from?

Tan Zui was thinking backwards over there, and Jiang Chu didn't know what mood he was in the car.

At this time, Jiang Chu felt a little more comfortable when he received a call from Tan Zui.

But the comfort did not suppress the irritability in the back, and my mother stopped Qianqian from calling a car, and waited for him in front.

Jiang Chu could almost foresee an embarrassing scene later.

He sighed, lowered his neck and rubbed the center of his brow vigorously.

He waited until he finished smoking the cigarette before he had no choice but to set off and drive there at the address given by his mother.

Seeing Qianqian for the first time, Jiang Chu had a thought in his mind.

——Mom will definitely like Chen Linguo.

These two people have the same style regardless of their clothes or temperament, including their black long and straight hairstyles.

The only difference is that Chen Linguo has straight bangs, which makes her look smaller; Qianqian has a bald forehead, with one side of her hair tucked behind her ear, which makes her more intellectual.

Seeing Jiang Chu's car parked in front of her, as if she didn't know where to put her hands, she glanced at Aunt Pan helplessly behind her mother, and stroked her unruly hair behind her ears.

"Is it a heavy traffic jam? It's been so long since you came here?" Mom raised her hand and knocked on the window of the co-pilot.

Jiang Chu got out of the car first and said hello. He saw that there were not many things, just two or three paper bags per person, so he didn't need to open the trunk.

"Get in the car first, we can't stay here for long." The side of the road was inconvenient to say more, he smiled and responded to Aunt Pan's greetings of "I haven't seen you in so many years", he went directly to open the door of the back row, and signaled them to go up first .

According to Jiang Chu's understanding, the most suitable way to sit must be Auntie Pan and Qianqian sitting in the back, and my mother sitting in the co-pilot.

Aunt Pan and Qianqian looked at him in the same way.

As a result, Qianqian was still letting the two mothers get into the car first, and her mother pulled her forward without any concealment: "Go and sit in the front, I still have to talk to your mother."

"I..." Qianqian subconsciously looked at Aunt Pan.

Jiang Chu never remembered what Aunt Pan looked like when she was young, but seeing Aunt Pan smiling now, that faint sense of familiarity seemed to emerge.

"Then sit down, your aunt misses me so much." She followed her mother's words and pushed her with a smile.

"That's right." Mom was in a really good mood today, patted Auntie Pan's arm and the two sat in the back row.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Qianqian sat in the passenger seat, the paper bag in her hand was still unsecured, so she hurriedly thanked Jiang Chu first.

Although Jiang Chu is not a familiar person, as long as he wants to, he is born with the ability to get closer to others.

Subconsciously, he wanted to jokingly continue, "I want you to give me a five-star praise if you are more polite."

When the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.

Jiang Chu adjusted the map on the car screen with drooping eyes, and smiled softly without raising his eyes: "It's okay."

The route between Aunt Pan’s house and my mother’s house can turn into an alley on the map.

Jiang Chu didn't know why these two old sisters met so frequently recently, but his mother and Auntie Pan did talk a lot.

Qianqian didn't make much noise along the way, and Jiang Chu only answered a few words when Auntie Pan asked him something. It took more than 20 minutes of driving, and there was no silence for a second.

Although the topic of the two of them always revolved around how Jiang Chu and Qianqian were when they were young, hearing Jiang Chu's back was like a glow, and they were afraid that their mother would repeat "Pull the chick" again when she was happy.

Arriving at the gate of Aunt Pan's community, Qianqian insisted not to bother Jiang Chu to turn inside, and got out of the car directly with Aunt Pan.

"This kid is too careful, what's the trouble?" Mom went down after her, rubbing Qianqian's arm.

Jiang Chu sighed in his heart, and could only follow his mother out of the car.

"Come and eat at home. The ready-made dishes are all prepared at home!" Aunt Pan enthusiastically invited over and over again, "Huh? Jiang Chu, when you were young, your parents were always away, so you didn't want to leave when you came to eat at your aunt's house."

Jiang Chu hurriedly refused with a smile.

He really didn't have the slightest impression.

I just wondered what I was doing when I was a child. Others recalled that they were either pulling chickens or eating so much that they didn't want to leave.

Fortunately, my mother agreed without thinking too much, and waved at Aunt Pan: "Not today, I'm still waiting at home."

"Ask Lao Fang to come over with me! Today is just a holiday..." Auntie Pan said "Lao Fang", her eyes still looking at Jiang Chu.

"Look how good Jiang Chu is now. The young man is going to this station to be upright. He needs to be tall and handsome." She said, looking back at Qianqian, and she didn't know who she was asking, "Ah, Yes or no."

Qianqian looked at Jiang Chu passively, then pursed her lips and smiled.

"People always like to look at what they don't have." Mom looked at Jiang Chu with pride, and then moved her gaze to Qianqian.

"If you want a son, I'll take care of my daughter right now, and I can go shopping with you." She patted Jiang Chu on the back, "When my son grows up, he will be a white-eyed wolf. I want to call him to follow me all day long." When I eat a meal, it’s like asking me something.”

Jiang Chu automatically blocked what Aunt Pan and his mother said later in his mind.

He didn't know what kind of mood Qianqian was in, anyway, he was covered from head to head, leaving only embarrassment in capital letters.

When the greetings were finally over, Jiang Chu drove his mother towards her house, still feeling buzzing in his head.

"Do you think Qianqian has changed?" My mother was sitting in the passenger seat, still flipping through her mobile phone to study Qianqian's circle of friends.

"Forgot." Jiang Chu looked at the time, and this Mid-Autumn Festival meal was enough to eat by eight o'clock.

"You forgot when we first met?" Mom raised her eyes and stared over.

"What did she forget when she was a child?" Jiang Chu sighed.

My mother didn't continue talking with him, and started talking about how I met Aunt Pan today, and praised Qianqian for how sensible she was about the details.

Jiang Chu was perfunctory without a sound.

It wasn't until the car was parked downstairs that my mother changed her tone: "You are so familiar with Qianqian, don't be indifferent when chatting with people."

This is Jiang Chu's most familiar tone to his mother, and it is also the most cautious tone recently, an order with emphasis and hints in his heart casually.

Mom opened the car door and went down. Jiang Chu was still holding the steering wheel, but turned his head to look at his mother.

He suddenly had a strong urge to tell her everything at this moment.

"Yo, come down quickly." My mother just stood firmly outside the car, then turned around and urged Jiang Chu with a smile on her mobile phone, "Your uncle is waiting impatiently, look at the photo you took for me, and put five mooncakes on the table right now." There are three left."

"... I gave my share to my uncle." Jiang Chu smiled faintly.

He got out of the car and took the bag from his mother, and raised his hand to press the elevator without thinking.

Even though different people were repeating it in his ears every day, he still almost forgot that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

It should be a good day for family reunion and laughter.

"This handsome guy." Kang Che came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, hung a towel around his neck, wiped his hair with one hand, and snapped his fingers at Tan Zui with the other hand.

Qin Zui leaned on the sofa to read the documents with his notebook, and said "hmm".

"Can you clean the dishes?" Kang Che raised his chin at the mess on the dining table.

"Let's leave it alone, and use it before going to bed." Tan Zui didn't even raise his head, turned over the face-down phone by his legs, and checked again whether he had set it to mute or not.

"You and your brother usually do the dishes at home." Kang Che went to the refrigerator to get a drink, "I haven't called you back yet? It's already 10:30."

"I'll do it." Tan Zui held the phone between his fingers and turned it over and over again.

"Turn off your computer, you're just pretending." Kang Che looked at him and wanted to laugh, "Your brother probably fell asleep after drinking some wine."

Tan Zui wasn't at the point where he couldn't continue with his business, he was just scratching his head like a cat.

Jiang Chu wouldn't eat with his mother for too long. Dinner starts at six or seven o'clock, so it should be finished by now.

Even if it was drinking, he and his mother couldn't drink enough to fall asleep directly.

Qin always felt that Jiang Chu's phone call would come in the next second, and he would not be at ease if he couldn't answer.

He was also afraid that Jiang Chu was still at his mother's place, so he didn't dare to call again rashly.

Another half an hour passed, and Tan Zui could hardly sit still to wash the dishes, and the screen finally lit up in the corner of his eye.

He didn't wait for the ringtone to start singing, he slid to answer it and put it on his ear.

"Is it answered or hung up..." Jiang Chu was puzzled when he heard that the ringtone of dialing the phone had just rang at the beginning and then stopped.

"Accepted." Qin couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth.

"You are playing on your mobile phone, you pick it up so quickly." Jiang Chu also smiled, his voice sounded a little lazy.

"You just got home?" Tan Zui asked him.

"No, come back and take a nap." There was a sound of walking from Jiang Chu's side, probably going to drink water.

"Have you been drinking?" Tan couldn't sit still, so he got up from the sofa and went to stand in front of the balcony window.

"I didn't drink, so I felt a little sleepy." Jiang Chu was indeed drinking water, and after taking two sips, he asked Tan Zui, "How's your day? Did you eat mooncakes?"

"I ate it. I cooked hot pot at home." Tan Zui frowned slightly.

He understood Jiang Chu's routine, unless he was really tired, he couldn't fall asleep at nine or ten o'clock.

"Didn't go out to eat?" Jiang Chu asked casually, "How troublesome to be at home."

"Kang Che bought a bunch of hot pot ingredients during the Chinese New Year, and kept them on the shelf," Tan Zui said, thinking that the two of them were just looking for trouble, and they were simply crazy. "If they don't solve it, it will expire."

Jiang Chu smiled again.

Tan didn't want to talk about Kang Che with him the last thing.

He was thinking about how to bring the topic to "Aunt Pan", when Jiang Chu heard a cigarette being lit.

"Tan Zui." He called Tan Zui, his voice was low, and it sounded a little more rustic than before.

"Huh?" Tan was so familiar with his various tones, he could almost imagine Jiang Chu's tired eyes at this moment, and his heart twisted hard.

"Aren't you even willing to call 'Brother' now?" Jiang Chu was silent for a few seconds before asking.