Grandma, I want to talk to you about life

Early the next morning, Wang Xiaoming got up on his own initiative without Yu Fengjing pulling him up. After washing, Wang Xiaoming was tangled up in a closet of clothes.

"What do you think I should wear? Is black good? Black is calm...but is it too old-fashioned? How about white? White is cleaner...but it seems a little unlucky? Big red is very auspicious, but Will it be too exaggerated? How about this floral striped one, the old people seem to like such bright colors?"

Wang Xiaoming struggled with the wardrobe for a long time, and finally turned his head and asked Yu Fengjing, "What do you think I look good in?"

Yu Fengjing smiled slightly and said, "You look best wearing nothing."

Wang Xiaoming: "..."

Wang Xiaoming glared at Yu Fengjing: "I'm very serious now, don't be joking."

"I'm not joking," Yu Fengjing said with a light smile, "I think you look best wearing nothing...but as for my grandma, she likes other people to dress smartly, so don't worry about it, just wear it as usual .”

When Wang Xiaoming finally finished figuring out what clothes to wear, he began to worry about what gift to give to Grandma Yu Fengjing. Yu Fengjing looked at the nervous Wang Xiaoming, sighed, and said with a smile: "My grandma likes to eat fruits. She can just buy some fruit."

"Fruit? Ordinary fruit? If you just send a fruit basket...would it be a bit shabby?" Wang Xiaoming blinked.

"... instead of ordinary fruits, do you still want to give gold-encrusted fruits?"

"Really? Will your grandma like it?" Wang Xiaoming opened his eyes slightly.

"I'm just kidding." Yu Fengjing reached out and pinched Wang Xiaoming's chin, lowered his head and pressed the corner of Wang Xiaoming's mouth, "The gift she wants most is a lively granddaughter-in-law."

Yu Fengjing's grandmother lives in City B. She lives not too far from University B, but it takes about an hour or two to get there by bus. Sitting on the bus, Wang Xiaoming became a little nervous again. Seeing Yu Fengjing's half-smile expression, Wang Xiaoming snorted and said, "When I was in the college entrance examination... I wasn't as nervous as I am now."

"I will reward you later," Yu Fengjing said with a smile in Wang Xiaoming's ear, "My grandma is very good at cooking, and the food she cooks is delicious."

Wang Xiaoming's eyes lit up immediately.

"My grandma's best dishes are beer duck and cola chicken wings," Yu Fengjing said softly, "because I loved it the most when I was young...my grandma loves me very much, and every time I go to grandma's house, she will cook these two dishes for me .”

"Beer duck and Coca-Cola chicken wings..." Wang Xiaoming's eyes lit up completely, and now he was not nervous at all.

Soon, the two of them stood at the door of Yu Fengjing's grandma's house. Seeing Yu Fengjing press the doorbell calmly, Wang Xiaoming tugged at the hem of his clothes a little nervously.

"Here we come..." Yu Fengjing's grandma heard the doorbell and opened the door.

Yu Fengjing's grandma looked like a very kind and kind old man. Although her head was covered with white hair, her face was very energetic.

Yu Fengjing called someone with a smile, Wang Xiaoming hesitated for a while, then timidly called out "Grandma" after Yu Fengjing.

"You are Wang Xiaoming, right?" Yu Fengjing's grandmother looked at Wang Xiaoming and smiled slightly, "I heard Xiaojing said about him and you."

Wang Xiaoming glanced at Yu Fengjing silently, and said, "I am Wang Xiaoming, Yu Fengjing's...boyfriend."

There was no change in Yu Fengjing's expression, but the hand he held with Wang Xiaoming tightened.

Yu Fengjing's grandma took a look at Wang Xiaoming and said with a smile, "You look pretty good."

Wang Xiaoming nodded flattered, and quickly shook his head after realizing that he was narcissistic again. Under Yu Fengjing's half-smile expression, Yu Fengjing's grandmother smiled and smoothed things over: "You guys stop standing at the door. Come in quickly." After speaking, he welcomed Wang Xiaoming and Yu Fengjing into the room.

The decoration of Yu Fengjing's grandma's house is very simple and simple, except for the necessary furniture, there are almost no extra decorations, except for a few pieces of calligraphy hanging on the wall.

"Does Xiao Ming drink tea?" Yu Fengjing's grandmother asked Wang Xiaoming with a smile.

Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a while before realizing that Yu Fengjing's grandma was calling him. He nodded quickly and said, "Drink tea, I really like tea...Master Kong's iced black tea or something." In Wang Xiaoming's impression, the old man should be He loves to drink tea, so if he says that he loves to drink tea, it will definitely resonate with the elderly.

Yu Fengjing's grandmother smiled and lowered her head to pour tea for the two of them. She poured half a cup of tea into two small cups with a small purple sand pot, and the faint fragrance of tea spread in the air.

Wang Xiaoming took the teacup handed over by Grandma Yu Fengjing, and was about to pick it up and take a sip, but he suddenly remembered that it is said that those who love tea are those who sip tea carefully, and a sip is called a cow drink, which is the most unpopular. See, so he resisted the urge to take a sip, and slowly, sip a little bit, sip a little bit.

"How does this tea taste?" When Wang Xiaoming finally drank it with effort, Grandma Yu Fengjing asked Wang Xiaoming with a smile.

"It feels very good," Wang Xiaoming said truthfully, "It tastes very fragrant...It tastes better than the tea made in the hotel." And it tastes better than Master Kong's iced black tea.

"Then take a bag of tea and go back," Yu Fengjing's grandma said with a smile, "I still have a lot here."

Wang Xiaoming struggled for a while, thinking that it was not good to take the old man's things, but Yu Fengjing was already one step ahead of him, and responded with a smile: "Okay, I also think this Tieguanyin is very fragrant."

Wang Xiaoming silently rubbed Yu Fengjing's calf under the table, and signaled him with his eyes that it was not good to take the old man's things, but Yu Fengjing smiled to comfort him, and rubbed his calf under the table as well.

As if she didn't see the turmoil between the two of them, Grandma Yu Fengjing finished her cup of tea and asked Yu Fengjing and Wang Xiaoming, "I'm going to make lunch later, what do you want to eat?" She looked at Yu Fengjing with a smile and said, "Beer Duck and coke wings, right?"

Yu Fengjing smiled and nodded.

"You have loved these two dishes since you were a child." After Yu Fengjing's grandma finished feeling, she asked Wang Xiaoming what he wanted to eat.

Wang Xiaoming didn't dare to ask, but only echoed Yu Fengjing: "I also like beer duck and Coke chicken wings."

Grandma Yu Fengjing looked at the time, and after chatting with Wang Xiaoming and Yu Fengjing about some homely topics, she turned around and went to the kitchen to make lunch. At the door of the kitchen, they are not allowed to come in to help.

Grandma Yu Fengjing smiled and said, "You guys have come so far, so don't be too busy, just sit and watch TV for a while, and call you later after eating, just come over and serve the food."

Yu Fengjing and Wang Xiaoming couldn't resist, so they followed Grandma Yu Fengjing's words to the living room and sat down to watch TV.

Sitting on the sofa, Wang Xiaoming looked at the tough and energetic figure of Grandma Yu Fengjing in the kitchen, and said softly, "Your grandson is a good person." Even though he knew that his grandson was different from others, he still waited for him with a normal attitude, Even when dealing with the person who "turned his grandson into a detour"... the attitude is very gentle.

"I've already said it," Yu Fengjing patted Wang Xiaoming's thigh lightly, and said, "My grandma is a very good person, she won't make things difficult for us."

"En." Wang Xiaoming nodded.

The two of them sat on the sofa and watched CCTV's noon news for a while, feeling the happiness and joy of the people of the whole country, and then Wang Xiaoming's keen sense of smell like a small animal began to smell the fragrance wafting from the kitchen.

He was tickled by the smell in the kitchen, his stomach was rumbling non-stop, but it was not easy for Wang Xiaoming to go into the kitchen to steal food, and to impress Grandma Yu Fengjing as a foodie.

"Already hungry?" Yu Fengjing noticed Wang Xiaoming frequently peeping at the kitchen, and asked with raised eyebrows.

Wang Xiaoming nodded silently, and stretched out his hand to touch his stomach. He was too nervous today, and he had already digested his breakfast in the morning.

"Do you want to go in and eat secretly?" Yu Fengjing rubbed Wang Xiaoming's face with a smile.

"...No," Wang Xiaoming wavered for a few seconds, then he struggled, and finally his reason overcame his appetite. He shook his head righteously, "I can't give your grandma the impression that I'm a foodie and a glutton!"

"Isn't this the truth?" Yu Fengjing curled his lips.

Wang Xiaoming glared at Yu Fengjing and ground his teeth.

Yu Fengjing stretched out his hand to touch Wang Xiaoming's stomach, shook his head and said, "I'm so hungry, how pitiful."

Wang Xiaoming looked at Yu Fengjing eagerly.

"No one can starve a child when they are hungry," Yu Fengjing smiled lightly, ready to get up, "I'll go to the kitchen and steal something for you."

"...What child?" Wang Xiaoming was at a loss.

"You have my child in your belly." Yu Fengjing said solemnly.

"Your size, child!" Wang Xiaoming became angry with embarrassment, "I'm a man, how could I possibly be pregnant with your child!"

"If you could conceive, we've done it so many times, would you have conceived already?" Yu Fengjing leaned over and whispered in Wang Xiaoming's ear, while gently stroking Wang Xiaoming's stomach.

"Don't play hooligans here..." Wang Xiaoming's skin under his ears turned red, but he could only restrain himself and lower his voice, for fear that the people in the kitchen would hear what he was saying to Yu Fengjing.

"Well, I'm not playing here, I'll play again when I go back tonight." Yu Fengjing smiled lightly, sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick Wang Xiaoming's earlobe.

Before Wang Xiaoming had time to push Yu Fengjing away, Yu Fengjing stood up by himself, smiled and walked towards the kitchen.

Half a minute later, Yu Fengjing came out with a chicken wing.

Yu Fengjing walked up to Wang Xiaoming, smiled and handed the chicken wing to Wang Xiaoming's mouth, Wang Xiaoming subconsciously opened his mouth and bit the chicken wing.

Immediately, the tender and slightly sweet taste of the chicken seeped into the tip of Wang Xiaoming's tongue, he narrowed his eyes happily, and then he ate the chicken wing with Yu Fengjing's hands, and after eating, he was still thinking about it Licked Yu Fengjing's fingertips.

Yu Fengjing paused for a moment, and after recovering, he threw the chicken bone into the trash can on the side, then put the finger that Wang Xiaoming had licked into his mouth, and licked it with the tip of his tongue.

Seeing Yu Fengjing smiling and licking his fingers, Wang Xiaoming suddenly felt a little sick. He stared blankly at the tip of Yu Fengjing's tongue, feeling a little parched.