classmate engagement

The person who came to pick him up was Cheng Yan's cousin, the eldest son of his aunt. Cheng Yan hadn't returned to his hometown for many years, so he almost didn't recognize him.They walked around the airport for a while before meeting up with their cousin smoothly.

The cousin saw Cheng Yan at a glance, and hurried over to help them carry their luggage.

"Diagenesis!"

Cheng Yan was stunned for a moment, then called out: "Brother."

The cousin smiled: "Why are you in a daze? Did you not recognize me?"

"...Yes,? I haven't seen you for several years."

"Where is it for several years? It's almost ten years,? My daughter is about to graduate from elementary school." My cousin has dark skin and shows a row of white teeth when he smiles. "For so many years,? You are still the same as before. Change. It’s good if you don’t get married,? You look young.”

The cousin paused, and smiled embarrassedly: "I forgot you just got married." He looked at Jiang Muping, stretched out his hand, and said, "Hi, I'm Chengyan's cousin, and my name is Zhao Jing. "

Jiang Muping shook hands with him, "Hello,? Jiang Muping."

"Should I call you brother-in-law?" Zhao Jing laughed resonantly, "My home is in the countryside, far away from the airport, and the elderly at home are too old to come here, so I'm the only one here to pick you up today. be magnanimous."

Zhao Jing drove a van, and after they loaded the suitcase, Cheng Yan sat down in the passenger seat, and Jiang Muping sat in the back seat.

In fact, Zhao Jing is not a few years older than Cheng Yan, but Cheng Yan and Jiang Muping are much younger than him, as if they are not in the same age group.

After the two of them got into the car, Zhao Jing's gaze would involuntarily turn to the rearview mirror, looking at Jiang Muping frankly.

Zhao Jing was straightforward, and asked directly when he had something to say, "Son-in-law, are you the same age as Cheng Yan? Or are you older?"

"Same."

"You people in the city look young, and Chengyan is two years younger than me. You two don't look like I am of the same generation."

Cheng Yan stared at the passing scenery outside the window in a daze, and murmured: "It has changed a lot."

Zhao Jing continued: "That's for sure, the motherland is developing."

Zhao Jing drove for nearly an hour, and the scenery along the way changed from high-rise buildings to paddy fields and villages. Jiangzhou has developed rapidly in recent years, and the roads in the countryside have been built flat and open. Dirt road with potholes.

As night fell, the van drove into a familiar village, and after turning a few intersections, it finally arrived at its destination.

The houses in the countryside are big, and they are usually self-built houses. Aunt Chengyan’s house is still a single house, surrounded by iron fences, and there is a warehouse next to the house. Zhao Jing drove the van into it.

Zhao Jing opened the door and got out of the car, "Here we are, you must be exhausted after sitting in the car for so long."

"Brother, thank you for your hard work." Cheng Yan said politely.

"Hey, you should still call me Zhao Jing like you did when you were a child, don't call me brother, it sounds weird."

Cheng Yan took the suitcase out of the trunk, peeked out of the warehouse, and said, "I feel like there are so many people at the door."

"It's all the ones who come here when they're full."

Jiang Muping and Chengyan each pushed their suitcases and followed behind Zhao Jing. Jiang Muping walked beside Chengyan and said in a low voice, "The environment here is good. Your aunt's house is quite big."

Cheng Yan smiled: "All houses in the country are like this, but the decoration is a bit exaggerated."

"Should we change it to something like this?"

Cheng Yan turned to look at him.

"Change to a detached villa." Jiang Muping also turned his head and looked at him, "We can have a yard where we can grow flowers."

"is it okay?"

"Why not." Jiang Muping looked at him, "Do you like it? If you like it, we can sell a few houses under our hands and get new ones."

Of course Chengyan likes it, he really wants a house with a garden.

Cheng Yan thought for a while and said, "Okay."

In fact, he didn't think about it seriously.The housing prices of villas in the northern city are sky-high. Even if the two of them sell the few houses they own, there is a high probability that they will have to pay some money to get in. By then, life may not be as moist as it is now.

But a house with a garden is really attractive to diagenetic, and living in such a house with Jiang Muping is also something diagene yearns for.

Chengyan thought that Jiang Muping was always rational and conservative. He didn't expect that Jiang Muping would take the initiative to bring up the matter of changing houses.

Thinking about it carefully, from the moment they decided to get married, almost every step after that was taken by Jiang Muping first.

Jiang Muping is rational, but he is not conservative, he is very advanced.

Cheng Yan laughed inexplicably: "I hope we won't be in debt after changing the house."

Jiang Muping laughed dumbfounded, and said, "That's not enough, we have four suites."

"I don't want to sell the one I live in now," Cheng Yan said.

"Then don't sell it."

"What are you two talking about?" Zhao Jing turned his head, "I said why I can't hear you two while walking."

They followed.

Jiang Muping said, "Let's go and see the house when we get home."

Cheng Yan replied: "Okay."

Some elderly old men and women gathered at the door of the house. It was cold, and a charcoal basin was placed in the yard, covered with a metal cover. The old men and women sat on a bench and chatted together.

Zhao Jing raised his voice and called out to the elders, and then rushed into the room: "Mom, Chengyan is back!"

The eyes of the old man and old lady fell on Chengyan and Jiang Muping, and several pairs of eyes cast an inquiring gaze on them at the same time.

My aunt rushed out of the house in a hurry, stood at the door, and stared at Chengyan for a while.

"Caifeng, is this your nephew from the city? He looks so handsome." Someone said.

Another said: "She looks the same as Caiyun when she was young."

My aunt looked at the person who was talking, and frowned: "Why are you the same? Are your eyes not working well? That's all, all right, let's go, don't stand in front of my house, today my house To entertain guests."

Everyone dispersed after hearing the words, it seems that the way of getting along with the villagers here is like this, everyone didn't take Aunt Chengyan's harsh words to heart, just laughed and left talking and laughing.

"Aunt." Cheng Yan called out.

My aunt looked at him in a daze, and after a while, said "Hey": "It's time."

Jiang Muping also called out, "Auntie."

"Hey, hey." The aunt looked at Jiang Muping carefully, sized him up from head to toe, couldn't hold back the smile on her face, and nodded frequently, "It's really good."

A girl with a ponytail came out of the room, glanced at Chengyan, then at Jiang Muping.

"mom."

Aunt turned her head.

"Which one is Brother Chengyan?"

This girl is Zhao Jing's younger sister, she is one round younger than Zhao Jing, and she has never seen Cheng Yan since she was born.Back then, the old lady wanted a daughter wholeheartedly, but she hadn't conceived for many years and gave birth to her youngest daughter in her 40s.

"The one without glasses." The aunt introduced to Cheng Yan, "This is your cousin, Zhao Qingyu."

Zhao Qingyu adjusted his glasses and said softly, "Brother Cheng."

Cheng Yan smiled slightly: "Hello."

The aunt said to Zhao Qingyu again: "This is your cousin's husband, named Jiang Muping, a university professor, and his name is Teacher Jiang."

Jiang Muping raised his eyebrows, and Chengyan's temples twitched.

The old lady babbled and didn't feel anything wrong, but Zhao Qingyu, who heard the word "husband" quietly turned her ears red, and said in a low voice: "Mom, what are you talking about..."

"What's wrong?" The old lady turned to look at her.

"Nothing." Zhao Qingyu shook her head.

Zhao Jing urged: "Oh, come in quickly, it's freezing outside, what are you doing here?"

Cheng Yan and Jiang Muping followed Zhao Jing into the house, Zhao Qingyu held her mother's arm, and whispered, "Mom, what you said just now was too direct, what's 'husband' and 'husband', people always say 'sir', Or 'lover'."

The old lady patted her hand, "Didn't I say it was easy to say, I didn't think much about it, besides, you treat me as you, full of ink, and you are still a 'sir' and a 'lover', please forgive me, I I'm not used to it."

Aunt asked Zhao Qingyu to take Chengyan and Jiang Muping to their room.

Zhao Qingyu walked in front of them and said, "The guest room may be a little small, but the bed is still quite big, and my mother has packed it for you."

"Is the room enough?" Cheng Yan asked, "If not, we can stay in a hotel."

"Enough, there are plenty of rooms at home. My brother doesn't live here. He and his sister-in-law have their own house. My mother and I live at home."

"Are we sharing a room?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Zhao Qingyu went in without knowing, "Do you guys live in one room?"

Cheng Yan said, "Stay."

Zhao Qingyu had never met Chengyan before, and she didn't know that the nephew her mother often mentioned was so handsome. Of course, she didn't expect her cousin's husband to be so handsome.

Zhao Qingyu's personality is not like her mother's, who is quiet.The little girl is seventeen or eighteen years old, she likes handsome guys, but she is a bit shy, she wants to look more but dare not be too blatant, and she always blush when Cheng Yan talks to her.

"What grade are you in now?" Cheng Yan asked Zhao Qingyu.

"High school senior."

"so small."

"My mother was already quite old when she gave birth to me." Zhao Qingyu pursed her lips, "So I have never seen you either."

"I don't come back very often."

"Yes, I know." Zhao Qingyu opened the door and turned on the light on the wall, "The room has been cleaned up."

Cheng Yan looked inside for a moment, completely stunned.

There is a double bed in the room. The bed is covered with red rose petals. The petals are arranged in the shape of a heart. There are also flowers on the bedside table. The dim light shrouds the bed. At a glance, it seems to be in a love hotel.

"This..." Chengyan glanced at Zhao Qingyu.

Zhao Qingyu smiled helplessly: "My mother prepared it."

Jiang Muping couldn't help laughing.

"I tried to persuade her, but she didn't listen and insisted on showing off. She said that you didn't hold a wedding, and you must have never gone through this process, so... my mother is like this. Brother Cheng, please understand." Zhao Qingyu also felt a little embarrassed , wanting to escape from the scene as soon as possible, "I'm going down first, I'll come down for dinner later."

"it is good."

"This is too exaggerated." Chengyan looked at the petals on the bed, "I thought I was in a love hotel."

"Have you ever been to a love hotel?"

"I've never eaten pork, but I've always seen pigs run away." Cheng Yan bent down and pinched a rose petal, put it in his nose and smelled it, "The old lady can really toss."

Jiang Muping avoided the rose petals on the bed, sat down in the empty space, and asked, "Don't you like it?"

Cheng Yan looked up at him and said with a smile, "You like it?"

"It's okay." Jiang Muping took off his glasses, took out the glasses cloth from his bag, and wiped them slowly, "Isn't it quite emotional."

Although a little rough.

"Next time we can go to a real love hotel." Cheng Yan said suddenly.

Jiang Muping looked up at him with his glasses in his hands.

Although Jiang Muping didn't wear glasses and his vision was blurred, Cheng Yan subconsciously looked elsewhere, "I haven't been there, I want to open my eyes."

Jiang Muping put on his glasses, walked up to him, bowed his head and kissed him on the cheek, and said, "Okay."

"You always kiss me recently." Cheng Yan raised his head slightly and stared at him.

"Kiss only if you like it."

"Then give me another kiss."

"where?"

"Kiss a place you've never kissed before."

Jiang Muping gently held Cheng Yan's face with both hands, and pressed a kiss on his forehead.