classmate engagement

Jiang Muping's parents came later than them. After the two elders came, other relatives and friends also arrived one after another. In addition to Jiang Muping's aunt's family, some nepotism relatives who were not so close to Jiang Muping also came.

Although Jiang Muping reminded Cheng Yan before that these relatives and friends basically came for him, but the elders at the dinner table did not lead the conversation to him too much.Without having to undergo all kinds of interrogation as expected, Cheng Yan felt much more at ease.

Everyone chatted in their own way, and did not regard Chengyan as a new family member, as if Chengyan had been in this big family for a long time.

Of course, Jiang Muping also said that some of his relatives and friends were "short-hearted". After all, Cheng Yan couldn't finish the meal peacefully.

The dinner table became quiet for a while, and someone brought the topic to Cheng Yan right away.

"Xiaocheng, I heard that you and Mu Ping were introduced by Sizhi?"

Jiang Muping introduced to Cheng Yan just now, the person who spoke was his uncle's younger sister, and the relationship with the Jiang family is not close, but every year he would take advantage of his uncle's light to attend family gatherings, and occasionally drag the family with him mouth.

"Yes." Cheng Yan replied.

"You have only known each other for a month or two, why did you get married so soon?"

"Flash marriages are popular among young people now," said the aunt.

"The flash marriage is not so flashy, it's so hasty, and we don't know each other yet."

Jiang Muping was serving the soup without even raising his eyelids, "We've known each other for a long time."

Li Sizhi added: "They are high school classmates."

"Ah? This..." The aunt laughed awkwardly, "It's so fate."

Maybe seeing that this topic can't be continued, she started a new topic: "Mu Ping, why didn't you even hold a wedding ceremony when you got married? It's shameless to say it, what do you make people outside think?"

"This marriage is for me, why should I consider what other people think?"

"That's not the case. What do you ask your parents to say outside, and Xiaocheng," the aunt looked at Chengyan, "What do you let Xiaocheng think, even if you get married, you don't even have a wedding."

Cheng Yan said: "I discussed this matter with Mu Ping."

The aunt wanted to speak, but her uncle stopped her.

"Eat as soon as you eat, always staring at the child and asking what, their marriage is their business, what do we care about so much."

After all the elders had spoken, Uncle Jiang Muping's sister stopped talking.

After dinner, the elders of the Jiang family gathered together to drink tea and chat in the living room, while the others went to the yard to have a barbecue.

Jiang Rui's youngest son is very clingy to Jiang Muping, he follows Jiang Muping on two short legs and wants to be hugged, Jiang Muping hugs him like a doll, lifts the child under his armpit Hug up.

The child put his arms around his neck and called uncle in a childlike voice, because Jiang Muping never had a chance to talk to Chengyan because of the child's clinging.Jiang Rui's son is a chatterbox, and the conversation is extremely tight, and she keeps talking to Jiang Muping.

Jiang Muping hugged the child and glanced at Chengyan, who was surrounded by a bunch of relatives and smiled a little stiffly. Chengyan raised his eyes and glanced in his direction.

Chengyan's expression was dazed, obviously out of state, but after meeting Jiang Muping's gaze, he raised his eyebrows slightly at him.

"Yuanyuan." Jiang Muping called his nephew by his nickname.

"What's the matter, uncle."

"Uncle wants to visit my aunt to play, can Yuanyuan give uncle a break?"

The little nephew glanced at Chengyan's direction, and nodded sensiblely: "Then you and your aunt have fun, come back and find me."

Jiang Muping kissed his chubby cheek, knelt down and hugged him to the ground.The little nephew still put his arms around his neck, blinking his big eyes, and asked, "Uncle, why is my aunt male?"

"Because my uncle married a boy."

"Why do you want to marry a boy?"

"Because I like boys."

"I'm a boy too, do you like me?"

Jiang Muping stroked his hair and smiled slightly: "I like it."

"Then you can marry me too."

There is nothing wrong with the logic, but Jiang Muping guesses that this little thing doesn't even know what marriage is.

"No way," Jiang Muping pinched his nose, "I can only marry my aunt."

"You only like aunt?" The little nephew suddenly panicked.

Jiang Muping was almost dizzy by him, and didn't know what to say, so he could only answer in a general way: "There are many kinds of liking, and there is a kind of 'like' that must be married. My liking for Yuanyuan is not this kind. planted."

"Is this what you like about your aunt?"

Jiang Muping was silent for a few seconds, he didn't know if he was tired of continuing to explain, or what, he nodded not very rigorously: "Yes."

"Also," Jiang Muping stroked the back of Yuanyuan's head, "Actually, you should also call him 'uncle', he is a boy just like uncle."

"Then would you call him wife?"

"What's in your little head?" Jiang Muping patted his forehead, "Your mother usually tells you something."

"That's what my father calls my mother!" the little nephew yelled crisply.

"I don't call him that." Jiang Muping said, "His name is Chengyan, I call him Ayan."

Jiang Muping was pestered by children for too long, and when he turned around, Cheng Yan was no longer there.He went over to ask, and those relatives said that he and Li Sizhi went to the kitchen to prepare meat skewers.

"Sit down and eat quickly," said the aunt's niece, "There are a lot of baked goods here."

"You guys eat." Jiang Muping was going to make a phone call, and walked out with his mobile phone.

"Mu Ping, where are you going?"

"I'll make a call."

The call was to the photo studio.

The marriage between Jiang Muping and Cheng Yan has been questioned more than once as a hidden marriage. Today Li Sizhi mentioned it again. Jiang Muping was not very happy, and he didn't want to cause such misunderstandings again.

He felt that it was necessary for him and Chengyan to take a wedding photo, and frame it and hang it in the center of the living room.

The call is connected.

"Hello, I would like to book a group of wedding photos."

Chengyan was called by Li Sizhi to go to the kitchen to skewer skewers. Li Sizhi walked in front of him and said coldly: "The most annoying thing is to be with them. They are the only ones who have a mouth to chat. You were bothered by the question just now. Don't talk to them. Come on, Mu Ping is really, what's the point of leaving you alone."

"Isn't he playing with Yuanyuan?"

Li Sizhi opened the refrigerator and took two cans of Coke from it, and threw one can to Cheng Yan, "Don't play with my wife, play with a child."

Cheng Yan was stunned for a moment, his attention was all on the word "wife", and he almost missed the Coke.

"Didn't you mean kebabs?" Cheng Yan said.

"Don't skewer," Li Sizhi pulled off the pull tab, "I'll take you here to hide, you really want to skewer meat for them."

"Let's string some points together." Cheng Yan took a handful of metal sticks, "Otherwise it's not easy to do business."

Li Sizhi leaned on the cooking table, looking at Chengyan with unclear meaning: "It's different when you're married, so good, Chengyan."

These words were somewhat mocking, Cheng Yan stopped the movement of his hands, and glanced at her sideways.

"How cool you were before, not like now," so Li Sizhi didn't want to get married, and marriage was a chain that bound everything to her, "I regret introducing you to Mu Ping."

Cheng Yan stringed the ingredients on the sticks, "Then why did you match us up in the first place? Don't you find it contradictory?"

"Who knew you would get married so soon." Li Sizhi slapped him on the back, "I was sincere at the time, Mu Ping had been single for so many years, and I happened to meet you again. Let me tell you, I grew up with Jiang Muping, I know what Jiang Muping likes."

Li Sizhi paused, then sighed softly: "Marriage is indeed not a matter of two people."

"Yeah," Chengyan put the skewered skewers on a clean plate, "That's why I'm so obedient, I have to impress the elders."

"I'm annoying you," Li Sizhi smiled and slapped him again, "I just annoy those people outside, those few are not serious relatives of Jiang's family, they are wild relatives who want to cling to Jiang's family, Jiang's family are all kind people, those people have thick skins and drive them away, even uncle and the others can't drive them away.

"Which one of them hasn't introduced someone to Mu Ping? Who doesn't want to get married to my uncle's family? They only introduce their own relatives."

Cheng Yan listened to her complaining and skewered, Li Sizhi pushed him: "It's almost done, less skewers."

Cheng Yan is not a wife who works hard and bears no complaints, and said: "That's all, if there are too many, don't mess around."

A few minutes later, Li Sizhi was drinking Coke and watching videos in the kitchen, and Cheng Yan walked to the yard with the skewered skewers.

"I heard that man is also a tattoo artist?"

The conversation in the yard reached Chengyan's ears, and Chengyan stopped at the door.

"Yeah, I didn't believe it when I heard it. You said, what are Dean Jiang and the others thinking? How could they agree to such a person marrying Mu Ping?"

It was the aunt who was chatting with Cheng Yan at the dinner table just now, she was beaming with joy and filled with righteous indignation.

Someone responded to him: "And look at his appearance, I guess he is not honest, isn't he the same age as Mu Ping, dressed like a star, so gaudy."

"The kid I introduced to Mu Ping earlier needs to be from a family background, and he needs to be knowledgeable. He is a returnee with a doctorate degree. What's worse than this."

"It's missing the face of a Huo Huo."

They became more and more unscrupulous, and they didn't even raise their volume consciously.

"Mu Ping's current one doesn't seem to have even passed the college entrance examination."

"A person who tattoos people, how much culture do you expect him to have..."

Cheng Yan didn't hear what he said later, he put the dinner plate on the locker in the entrance, turned and walked into the room.

Father Jiang walked towards him, "Chengyan?"

Cheng Yan subconsciously wanted to call "Uncle", paused, and said, "Dad."

"Yeah." Father Jiang glanced at the skewers on the locker and asked, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Yan said, "It's nothing, I'm going to the bathroom."

"Are you not used to it?"

Cheng Yan said truthfully: "A little bit."

Father Jiang patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "You may be invited to family gatherings like today's frequently in the future. If you feel that you can't adapt, you can tell Mu Ping, or tell me."

"I'm getting used to it for the time being. I'll tell you when I can't get used to it."

Jiang's father smiled, he likes Cheng Yan's honest and unyielding temperament.

Cheng Yan didn't go to the bathroom. After Father Jiang left, he went upstairs from the stairs on the left. There was a huge window at the junction of the first floor and the second floor. Cheng Yan stood there and took out a cigarette from his pocket.

He leaned against the window and smoked for a while, thinking that if the three aunts and six women knew that he still smoked, what would they say.

He felt that his temper had really changed a lot, maybe it was because he was getting older, he would not be as restless as he was when he was young, it was even worse when he was young, he was full of blood, and he wanted to rely on his fists for anything that didn't go his way solve.

Cheng Yan took a few puffs of smoke out of the window, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Jiang Muping's figure as far as he could see. He saw Jiang Muping walking to the grill and taking a few skewers, and opened and closed his lips slightly. what are you talking about.

Jiang Muping also heard some of the gossip discussed by those wild relatives. They chatted too much, and they were all surprised when they saw Jiang Muping walking over.

They talked about Chengyan's disgraceful job, about Chengyan's education that could not be put on the table, they said that Chengyan was a high climber, and that Jiang Muping was in a daze when he married him.

Jiang Muping's expression didn't change, he put a few skewers on the dinner plate as if nothing had happened, and spoke in a very flat tone: "I don't take education as a criterion for judging whether a person is good or not, and I don't regard education as a criterion As a measure of a person's quality standard.

"After all, some people have studied so many books and have such a high level of education, and they will still be full and make judgments on others behind their backs."

Everyone fell silent.

"I suggest you go online to find out what a tattoo artist does, and don't take your limited knowledge as the whole world."

Jiang Muping turned around, "Chengyan is my husband, if I hear you talk about him like this behind his back again, I won't let you into Jiang's house again."

Seeing Jiang Muping, Cheng Yan hurried downstairs after smoking, smelling of cigarettes all over his body.

The two met at the door.

"Where did you go?" Jiang Muping asked Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan panted: "I—"

"Smoking?" Jiang Muping frowned slightly, and took off his glasses. After being smoked by the barbecue oil for a while, the lenses were stained with a little grease.

Cheng Yanchu didn't speak on the spot.

Jiang Muping looked at him without glasses, holding glasses in his hand, ready to go to the kitchen to wash the lenses later.He glanced at the dinner plate on the locker in the entrance, and it was related to Cheng Yan's sudden smoking, and he immediately guessed what happened.

"Did you hear something messy?" Jiang Muping frowned more and more.

"Understood," Cheng Yan pursed his lips, "So I borrowed cigarettes to relieve my worries. So Professor Jiang, can you be more relaxed with me this time, I have a legitimate reason for smoking."

Jiang Muping was laughed angrily by him: "Whoever tells you about smoking, you always play tricks."

He smiled very softly without glasses, and Chengyan took advantage of the moment when his vision was unclear, and stared at him for a long time.

"Don't pay attention to them." Jiang Muping said.

"I don't care." Chengyan picked up the dinner plate. Although he was angry just now, he still had to take the skewers. He couldn't deal with the villain like a villain.

Cheng Yan asked Jiang Muping: "Is there any chewing gum at home?"

"what happened?"

"I was smoking just now. Didn't you say that your father doesn't allow family members to smoke? I want to smell it."

Jiang Muping took out a candy from his pocket, which was stuffed by his nephew just now.

"No gum, just candy."

Jiang Muping put on his glasses, unwrapped the candy, and spread it in the palm of his hand.

Cheng Yan stared at the pink candy in his hand for a while, thinking whether to pick it up and stuff it into his mouth; or to be more interesting, occasionally flirting with Jiang Muping, taking the candy from Jiang Muping's palm with his mouth carry away.

Just as he was thinking about it, Jiang Muping pinched the candy and brought it to Chengyan's mouth, the cold hard candy pressed against Chengyan's soft lips.

Chengyan opened his mouth and bit the candy in, and his lips touched Jiang Muping's fingertips.

"I'm going to wash my glasses." Jiang Muping rubbed the candy wrapper.

"Thank you, Professor Jiang." Cheng Yan said in a good mood while biting the candy.