classmate engagement

Just as Cheng Yan gave Jiang Muping a New Year's kiss, his cell phone rang, and he took it out to see that it was Jiang Muping's father.

"Dad?" Chengyan looked up at Jiang Muping, "He hasn't slept so late?"

"Today is thirty years old."

"Why did he call me instead of you?"

Jiang Muping smiled: "Normal,? He never calls me for non-emergency situations."

Although he and Jiang Muping have been married for a while, Chengyan has not met Jiang's father a few times, so he suddenly received a call from his father-in-law, Chengyan's nerves are still a little tense.

As if he saw Father Jiang himself, he stood up a little cautiously.

"Dad?" Cheng Yan stepped aside.

"Happy New Year." Father Jiang's voice was a little tired.

Cheng Yan smiled: "Happy New Year, are you still working today? Why does your voice sound a little tired?"

"The hospital has to work all the time. How can I, the dean, get away in case of an emergency?"

"Then go to bed early." Cheng Yan asked, "Where's Mom?"

"She's asleep,? Can't stay up so late."

In fact, Jiang’s father usually goes to bed early if he is fine at this point. Fireworks and firecrackers are banned in the city, and the Chinese New Year is far less lively than the countryside. Especially at their age, there are no entertainment activities at night, and the children are away, so naturally I went to bed early.

Cheng Yan is a new member of Jiang's family, and this year is Cheng Yan's first year after joining Jiang's family,? So Jiang's father made a special phone call to greet him.

"How are you doing in your hometown?" Father Jiang asked.

Cheng Yan smiled, and said honestly: "Generally,? There's actually nothing interesting here, and we don't want to walk around in the cold weather."

"Forget about being lazy." Jiang's father's first reaction was to ask Jiang Muping, "Is it because Muping doesn't want to accompany you?"

"No." Chengyan glanced at Jiang Muping. Jiang Muping was typing on his mobile phone with his head down. He should have received a lot of New Year's greetings and was replying one by one.

The vines are wrapped with colorful lights, which can illuminate every detail of Jiang Muping's body. The outdoor temperature in winter is very low, Jiang Muping's nose is a little red from the cold, and his slender fingers slide quickly on the screen.

Jiang's father said some more words, mostly telling them to pay attention to safety when they are out, and to come back as soon as possible.Father Jiang and Jiang Muping really had a plastic father-son relationship. Father Jiang and Cheng Yan chatted for a while, but they didn't say a word of concern for Jiang Muping.

But when he was about to hang up the phone, Jiang's father finally couldn't hold back: "What about others? I've been chatting with you for a long time, but he didn't make any sound at all."

Cheng Yan laughed: "He is looking at his phone."

Father Jiang's understanding was biased: "How old is a person who still plays with a mobile phone all day long, and he is still a university professor without any self-control. You give him the mobile phone, and I have something to say to him."

Cheng Yan took the phone to Jiang Muping as he said, and called out, "Professor."

Jiang Muping raised his head.

"Dad wants to talk to you."

Jiang Muping took the phone and raised it to his ear: "Dad."

Jiang's father on the other end of the phone frowned slightly: "Why does Cheng Yan still call you a professor?"

"Nickname." Jiang Muping explained briefly.

Jiang's father was stunned for a moment, thinking that Jiang Muping was joking, he said in a low voice, "According to what you said, your students call you by pet names? You have a slippery tongue, you have no right to do it."

What Jiang Muping said was the truth. After all, the "professor" in his student's mouth cannot be compared with the "professor" in Cheng Yan's mouth.But Jiang's father also had his own reasons for what he said, but Jiang Muping didn't want to waste his time explaining.

"Did you take this opportunity to cultivate a good relationship with Chengyan?" Father Jiang rarely cared about Jiang Muping's married life.

Jiang Muping believed that his relationship with Cheng Yan had already reached the point where he did not need to actively cultivate it, so he said, "We don't need to cultivate our relationship."

Jiang's father's understanding was wrong again. He heard Jiang Muping's words, but he didn't want to develop a relationship with Cheng Yan at all.For those who are celebrating the new year, Jiang's father didn't want to give Jiang Muping a hard time, so he suppressed his temper and asked, "What's not satisfactory about Chengyan?"

Jiang Muping was taken aback for a moment, a little confused.

"You have to have good looks, good character, good looks, and a better financial situation than you, a poor ghost."

"..." Jiang Muping was baffled, but what his father said was true. Although his salary was not low, after buying two houses in the city, his savings were not much left. The money earned from work is definitely not as much as that of a skilled freelancer like Diagene, and his financial situation is indeed not as good as Diagene.

But Jiang Muping couldn't figure out why his father suddenly questioned him and used the word "poor ghost".

Jiang's father continued: "Do you think he has low education? Then why did you marry him in the first place? Do you think you are responsible for such behavior?"

Chengyan didn't know that Jiang's father and son were discussing him, seeing Jiang Muping's expression becoming more and more weird, he was a little puzzled.

Jiang Muping gradually felt that something was wrong, he glanced at Chengyan, turned his back, held the phone, and said in a low voice: "Dad, let me emphasize again, I never planned to marry Chengyan from the beginning."

Since getting married, Jiang Muping has heard too many such words, and he has already been annoyed by the recitation, and his tone also showed a hint of displeasure.Father Jiang didn't want to have an unpleasant fight with his son on the first day of the new year, so he said in a deep voice, "Let's talk about it when we come back, I'm going to rest."

Before he hung up, Jiang Muping quickly said: "Happy New Year."

Father Jiang hummed: "Go to bed early."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Yan walked behind Jiang Muping and asked, "What did Dad say? Did you two have a fight?"

"No." Jiang Muping picked an unimportant point and said, "He said I was a poor ghost."

"...Ah?" Chengyan looked down at the red envelope in his hand, and asked with a smile, "You won't be in debt because you sent me a new year's money?"

"That's not enough." Jiang Muping took Chengyan's cold hand and walked into the house, "There is still money to please you."

The next morning, some relatives came to my aunt's house to pay New Year's greetings. Most of them were relatives and friends from Uncle Chengyan's side. Chengyan's uncle died of illness a few years ago. The relatives are all from the same village, so it is very convenient to visit relatives and friends.

Chengyan lived here for a while when he was very young. His mother was a famous beauty in this area when she was young. Everyone in every household knew about it. So when the news of his mother's suicide by jumping into the river spread to this land It aroused endless discussions among the villagers.

Rather than staying in a strange and crowded environment, Cheng Yan still prefers to sit with He Xuan, but when they went downstairs, relatives were already sitting and cracking sunflower seeds in the main hall.

Zhao Qingyu was pulled up by her aunt early in the morning to welcome the guests, and she was sitting among a group of relatives and friends laughing.

My aunt is a traditional rural woman who has never been out of this village in her life. Although she dotes on Zhao Qingyu, she is also very strict with Zhao Qingyu. Rural people attach great importance to the concept of seniority and inferiority. Against her mother's will.

Cheng Yan and Zhao Qingyu looked at each other, and Zhao Qingyu smiled at him.

Everyone turned their heads and focused on Cheng Yan and Jiang Muping.

An aunt who was about the same age as her aunt turned her head and said "Bah bah" twice, spit out the melon seeds in her mouth, stared at Chengyan for a few times, her eyes gradually brightened: "This is Caiyun's son!"

"It must be! How much like his mother looks like."

"Chengyan?" The aunt looked at Chengyan and called his name uncertainly.

Cheng Yan nodded. He may have seen this aunt before, but now he has no memory of it at all. He didn't know what to call her, so he had to politely call "Auntie".

The aunt laughed loudly: "I'm still an auntie. I'm your uncle's eldest sister. You should call me a lady. It's different if you live in a big city. It's so foreign to call someone."

Aunt came from the kitchen.

"Caifeng, is this Caiyun's son?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Auntie responded repeatedly, walked up to Chengyan, grabbed his arm, and whispered, "Why did you go downstairs so early?"

"Go to He Xuan and sit down."

"He Xuan? Your tattoo master?" Auntie slapped him on the arm, "You know He Xuan."

Cheng Yan smiled and said nothing.

"What did you say you came down so early?" Auntie said in a low voice, "There are so many people here, I can't even leave now."

Cheng Yan didn't want to embarrass his aunt, and understood her scruples, he said, "It's okay, I'll sit down for a while before leaving."

"Then I don't care about you." Chengyan and Jiang Muping sat down on the sofa. They were like two beautiful animals locked in a cage for people to watch. All eyes were on them.

None of the relatives and friends present knew Jiang Muping, and they all looked at him with curiosity.

"Caifeng, who is this young man? A friend brought by Chengyan?"

My aunt looked at Cheng Yan and Jiang Muping, not sure if telling the truth about Jiang Muping's identity would cause trouble to Cheng Yan, so she was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to speak.

Just as Cheng Yan wanted to introduce himself, Jiang Muping introduced himself first, "I am Cheng Yan's husband."

Everyone was stunned.

Jiang Muping's deep voice is really nice to speak, he is a professor, and his pronunciation is very correct, but among the people present, only Chengyan is paying attention to his voice.

Jiang Muping said again: "My name is Jiang Muping."

The room was very quiet, and the atmosphere was a bit delicate, so my aunt immediately smoothed things over: "Now homosexuals can get married, don't you know?"

"I know, I know, but I didn't realize it all at once." The speaker laughed dryly, looked at Chengyan, "I thought you were married and had children a long time ago."

Cheng Yan said: "I just got married not long ago."

A very young girl said: "There are not too many homosexuals who get married in the city, and there are many women marrying women."

Regardless of whether a man and a woman are married, or a man and a man are married, it is inevitable to be inquired about their family background.Jiang Muping was not spared either, he was immediately asked about his occupation by his elders.

When it came to this, my aunt was the most enthusiastic. She said before Jiang Muping: "Xiao Jiang is a university professor."

As expected, everyone looked surprised.

The aunt raised her chin high, and turned to Jiang Muping again: "Xiao Jiang's family are also educated people, right?"

Jiang Muping wanted to laugh a little, but kept modest: "It's just ordinary working class."

Cheng Yan glanced at him when he heard the words, and thought that this speech was really worthy of Versailles.

Jiang Muping's words conveyed the meaning of "a poor family's hard work and grassroots counterattack". Some people are very strange, but they just like to dig out some information that grows their own arrogance and destroys others' prestige, so as to satisfy their desire to spy and compare psychology.

An aunt with curly hair asked him: "Are you and Chengyan fellow villagers? What do your parents do?"

"I'm from Beicheng." Jiang Muping said, "My mother is an architect and my father is a doctor."

Cheng Yan grabbed a pecan and played with it in his hand. He snorted in his heart, guessing what some relatives were thinking, and added: "His father is the director of the hospital."

Jiang Muping glanced at Cheng Yan, their eyes collided, and Cheng Yan raised his eyebrows slightly at him.

I just want to let these people know that you were born in Rome, and you have been cared for by everyone since you came to this world.

The aunt was caught off guard and was hit hard. She didn't know where to start the lines she had prepared. She was the only son present who had obtained a marriage certificate from a man. It's a pity that the teacher failed, so he shut up angrily.

Most of the elders present knew what happened to Chengyan in his early years, that he did not graduate from high school, and that he was a tattoo artist.They thought that they would not be able to meet people of Jiang Muping's class based on Chengyan's background, so they were very curious about how Chengyan married Jiang Muping.

Very narrow concept.

Although they didn't clearly express what they were thinking when they asked, Cheng Yan knew the people on this land too well.

Cheng Yan gradually fell silent, and Jiang Muping was answering many questions.

"I and Cheng Yan are high school classmates."

"I met on a blind date."

"I proposed marriage."

Someone brought up the past: "You don't know how sad life was before Chengyan. He was still in high school, but his mother jumped into the river, and took his brother with him. Both of them almost disappeared. Later, he couldn't afford to go to school. I can't afford to support that younger brother, so I can only give it to someone else to raise."

The aunt said with a sullen face: "Why mention it about the past."

"No matter what, Caiyun shouldn't leave her child behind to seek death. She still wants to bring her younger son to die together. What do you think? Is this fair to Chengyan?"

The one who spoke was Uncle Chengyan's younger brother. He was a junior high school teacher. He wore a pair of glasses and was very polite.Cheng Yan remembered him because he was the only relative wearing glasses that Cheng Yan saw when he was a child.

His tone was filled with righteous indignation, and he accused Chengyan's mother of what he did back then. He was out of good intentions, but Chengyan felt very uncomfortable.

Jiang Muping raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of Chengyan. Chengyan crushed the pecan in his hand, peeled off the shell, and picked out the kernels inside.

He remained silent the whole time, without showing any strange emotions.Jiang Muping saw him pass the peeled nuts to him.

"Love pecans." Chengyan smiled with his eyes bent, and put the nuts in his palm.

Jiang Muping suddenly stood up.

"We have something to do. We have to go out for a while. I won't chat with you." Jiang Muping took Chengyan's hand and pulled him up.

The two walked outside the door, and Cheng Yan asked, "Where are we going?"

"Aren't you going to find He Xuan?"

"Well, he said he would buy us a drink."

In fact, Jiang Muping didn't want to drink with He Xuan at all, but in order to leave decently and politely, he had no choice but to shoot himself in the foot.

Cheng Yan subconsciously touched the cigarette case in his pocket, paused, and then took his hand back.

Kissing with Jiang Muping is much more attractive than smoking. Recently, he has restrained a lot in order to kiss fragrantly.

Jiang Muping seemed to see through his mind, and suddenly said: "I will still kiss you when I smoke."

Cheng Yan turned his head and glanced at him, and after a while, he turned back again, "You said it." He looked ahead in silence for a moment, and said, "That's why I don't like coming back. Every time I come back, I have to face Such a scene is really annoying.

"No matter how my mother is, I don't think it's their turn to judge."

Jiang Muping hummed and asked, "A Yan, what do you think of your mother?"

"It's pathetic and stupid." Cheng Yan's tone didn't fluctuate, "If she's willing to hold on a little longer, I'll make our life easier."

"It's pretty good now." Jiang Muping said.

"Well, it's just that my brother doesn't need me much anymore." Cheng Yan suddenly felt uncomfortable, his throat was dry, and his eyes were a little sore.

It is an irreversible decision in his life to put Cheng Jing in foster care with other people.

Jiang Muping spread out his palm, the pecan fruit that Chengyan had peeled for him just now was still in his palm, he stretched out his hand in front of Chengyan, Chengyan stopped and looked down.

"Ayan, I need you very much." Jiang Muping said.

Cheng Yan looked up at him.

"Need it now."

Like feeding a pecan or something.

However, Professor Jiang couldn't say any more coquettish words, Chengyan lowered his eyes and smiled, pinched the pecan fruit in his palm, and brought it to his mouth.

Jiang Muping opened his mouth, and took the medium-sized nut very gracefully.

"Stay here for a few more days, and sooner or later I will become a madman. You said that people in this small place have such a serious comparison mentality."

"Show it off," Jiang Muping said, "My uncle is a former vice minister of foreign affairs, so you can show it off too."

Cheng Yan smiled and bent over.