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Minglang realized that he had overestimated his ability to work. He promised Kan Qi to complete the archiving and backup of Hong’ao Village’s data in three days, but he realized that although the work was not difficult, it was too troublesome and the procedure was too complicated to make mistakes. , can only be checked from the beginning every time a part is archived, and it takes a lot of effort.

He worked overtime for a week to complete it all.When he handed over the results of his work to Kan Qi, Kan Qi flipped through them, nodded in satisfaction, and praised him a few words.Suddenly it became clear that working overtime this week was worth it!

On Sunday, Minglang started cleaning at home early in the morning.

It’s almost Chinese New Year, and the house needs to be cleaned up thoroughly. He took off the curtains and carried them to the bathroom, threw them in a large iron basin mixed with water and washing powder, soaked them, and then held the quilt to dry on the wires of the balcony.The sun is out today, and the bedding is dried in the sun to kill bacteria, and it is still warm under the cover.

Xu Huafang's legs and feet are inconvenient, so she can't help much. The key is that Qingming doesn't let her work.

"Son, what do you want for lunch?"

Minglang stretched out the quilt, and patted the dust on it: "Whatever, didn't you return yesterday? Didn't you still have leftovers? Just scrambled egg rice."

When it came to egg rice, Minglang paused for a moment. He remembered the delicate bowl of egg fried rice that Kan Qi made for himself some time ago.

"Want to eat cold cucumber?"

"eat."

"Do you want to eat stewed stinky tofu?"

"eat."

"Okay, then I'll ask Aunt Yu to bring some stinky tofu home."

The biggest advantage of Minglang is that he is easy to greet. He has not been picky about food since he was a child. As long as he can eat, he can put everything in his mouth except the rolling pin.

After drying the quilt, Minglang began to rub the curtains with his hands. This seems like a huge project to ordinary people!

After about ten minutes, someone knocked on the door. Xu Huafang was wondering why Aunt Yu moved so fast today. When she opened the door, she was surprised.

"Yo... this is Xiao Kan..."

Kan Qi stood straight at the door, holding a bag of things in his hand, and smiled at Xu Huafang: "Auntie, I didn't bother you, did I?"

"Look at what you said, our little Kan can't invite you, come in quickly!" Xu Huafang happily opened the anti-theft door and let Kan Qi in.

Mingming, who was rubbing the curtains in the bathroom, thought it was Aunt Yu who brought the stinky tofu, and said loudly, "Mom, I have change in my pocket!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sense of oppression at the door of the bathroom. When he looked up, Kan Qi stood in front of him with a half-smile and looked at him.

Minglang didn't know that he would come, so he said strangely, "You...why are you coming to my house?"

Kan Qi disagrees: "Neighbors... can't visit each other when they have time?"

Minglang said: "I don't have time to greet you, go play by yourself." After speaking, he lowered his head and continued to rub the curtains.

"Where are you rubbing the rag?" Kan Qi looked at the big basin of unknown things.

"Your family has such a big rag?"

Kan Qi looked at it carefully, "Could it be the curtains?"

"Is it strange?"

"Fuck...you really rub the curtains with your hands? It's only three times today!" Kan Qi exclaimed.

He really had nowhere to use his energy, and at the same time he was a little cautious. Kan Qi stretched out his head to look around. Minglang's house really didn't have a washing machine.

"It's okay, I'm used to it, and my hands will be clean when I rub it."

"You said you're not an umbrella, so why are you holding on? If you gladly accepted the washing machine that was given to you before, it's over. Why bother?"

"I don't need that thing. I don't have any place to put it at home, and it costs electricity," Minglang said skillfully. "Besides, it's not like I don't have hands. Why do I need a washing machine?"

Kan Qi rolled his eyes, "You are still living in the Stone Age..."

Kan Qi didn't know what he was thinking, he smiled, rolled up his sleeves and squatted down, put his hand into the basin and pretended to wash the curtains with Ming Lang.

Mingming glanced at him with disgust, "What are you messing with?"

Kan Qi whispered, "I'm afraid your hands are cold, so I'll come in and cover you up..." While talking, he found Minglang's hand, covered it, and then stared at Minglang evilly.

Minglang felt that he was too presumptuous. Anyway, his mother was sitting in the living room, so he was really too presumptuous.

"You're afraid that my mother won't notice that we have an affair, aren't you?" He cursed in a low voice.

"I didn't do anything, I just rubbed the curtains with you and helped you share the housework." Kan Qi was shameless.

I have to say, the water is really cool!In less than a minute, Kan Qi's fingers were frozen.

"If you really have that sincerity...then wipe the windows." Minglang was not polite to him either.

"No," Kan Qi said sarcastically, "I want to wash the curtains with you."

"why?"

"Because I can touch your hand..."

Oh hey~~ This nasty love story can get full marks, it makes Qingming's teeth ache, but it's really useful.

He held Kan Qi's hand behind his back, "Be obedient, go chat with my mother, you are stumbling here, I will wash up in a while."

Kan Qi was still reluctant, "No, I just want to get close to you..."

Before Kan Qi could finish speaking, Ming Lang yelled, "Mom, Kan Qi said he wanted to chat with you!"

"Really?" Xu Huafang rushed over on a wheelchair after hearing the sound.

Kan Qi was so frightened that he quickly stood up, patted the water on his hands, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Auntie... I, I brought you something..."

Xu Huafang said pleasantly: "Look at you, just come and play if you have nothing to do, I'm so sorry for always bringing gifts..."

Minglang watched his mother happily return to the living room with Kan Qi, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, then he lowered his head and continued to wash the curtains hard.

Kan Qi, who originally wanted to spend more time with Ming Lang, was driven out by Ming Lang to be with his mother-in-law before his butt was hot, and he felt a little complained.But complaints return to complaints, the mother-in-law still has to serve, this is the king above the king!

He took out the contents of the plastic bag and said, "Auntie, this is coenzyme Q10. It is the same as the one I bought last time. Remember to eat it on time."

Xu Huafang said: "I haven't finished eating those last time. Don't buy them. This stuff is extremely expensive. It's not suitable for me."

"You're offended by saying that..." Kan Qi slickly said, "If you are polite to me, I will be disappointed."

Xu Huafang was coaxed from ear to ear by Kan Qi's clever tongue, and felt that the young man in front of him became more and more likable.

Xu Huafang poured a cup of hot tea for Kan Qi and put it on the table, and asked, "Xiao Kan, are the mink gloves that Auntie knitted for you still suitable?"

Kan Qi reacted for two seconds before remembering what Xu Huafang said.

Speaking of the gloves... He didn't wear them after Minglang gave them to him. The two of them were having a lot of trouble in those few days, and Sui Zhengyi's visit added fuel to the flames, and there were endless incidents at work, which made him burnt out , He had completely forgotten about the glove.Now that the matter has come to an end, he is busy sucking the sweetness between himself and Minglang all day long, and he can't even think about the gloves. Not only that, he can't even remember where to throw the gloves.

"Uh...it's right, it's just right." Kan Qi said in a cold sweat.

"Is it warm?"

"It's very warm," Kan Qi said nonsense, "it's comfortable and beautiful to wear, and I like green since I was a child, and I wish I could wear it on my hands every day!"

Xu Huafang was stunned: "Oh...the gloves are purple, right?"

Embarrassed, Kan Qi quickly smiled and said, "Hey, I'm not sensitive to color, don't mind, anyway, those gloves are the most suitable and considerate gloves I've ever worn since I was growing up! I put them in the box every time I wear them Keep it and wear it the next day!"

Kan Qi is really not shy about talking nonsense.

"Really?" Xu Huafang didn't even know that the gloves she knitted were so perfect, and said with glowing eyes, "Then let me knit another pair for you?"

"Ah, don't, don't!" Kan Qi hurriedly said, "One pair is enough, save your energy for Minglang to weave, you can see how active and enthusiastic he is in doing housework..."

Xu Huafang waved his hand: "No, he's rough-skinned and old-fashioned, so he doesn't pay attention to these things!"

Kan Qi is embarrassing, Auntie, is this your own son...

Xu Huafang asked abruptly: "It's hard for you to take a day off, not to accompany your partner, and come here to chat with an old woman with me, it's a waste of time!"

Kan Qixin thought I was just here to accompany his partner, but he said flatteringly: "Look at what you said, my spirit can be sublimated by chatting with you, and every time I chat with you, my thoughts can rise to a higher level. Is it comparable to being with a partner? Besides, I don’t have a partner..."

"You don't have a date?" Xu Huafang didn't believe it: "Who are you kidding? On your condition, if you go up to 99, you can just walk down, who won't rush to jump into your arms!"

"It's true, but... I don't like it, and I don't have time to talk about it."

After Xu Huafang thought about it, she felt that it made sense, and said, "Just you successful men with promising careers, you just don't care about your work. In the end, your career is successful and your marriage is ruined."

"Take your time, I'm in no hurry."

"Then do you have someone you like? If not, Auntie will keep an eye on one for you. If you feel embarrassed to speak up, tell Auntie, Auntie will tell you about it?" Xu Huafang's interest in asking a matchmaker to talk to him has come up again.

Kan Qi muttered in his heart, yes, yes, tell you, are you really willing to talk about it?

"There is one..."

"Who? Do I know you? Tell me and Auntie will check for you?"

Of course you know...

"Hey...don't talk about me, let's talk about Minglang!" Kan Qi hurriedly changed the topic: "Is there any problem with him?" He wanted to probe Xu Huafang's attitude.

Xu Huafang slapped her thigh: "Oh, brother Kan, you really touched my heart!" She looked into the bathroom, and said in a low voice, "That girl Zhang Shujing is really not picky, she just sits and waits for her." In a word, if you say that he is really muddy and can't stick to the wall, he is unwilling to fall in love with a girl, and because of this, I am so angry that I have high blood pressure!"

Kan Qi smiled sullenly, with Lao Tzu standing in the way, let alone Zhang Shujing, Zhang Fei would never want to snatch him away from me.

Kan Qi said seriously: "Auntie, it doesn't matter what you say, it depends on fate."

"Who says it's not," Xu Huafang said helplessly, "It's really a fate to meet thousands of miles away, and it's tiring to visit the house without the fate."

"Don't worry about it. If you are a bright, upright and upright person, you will definitely find an otherworldly and exquisite object!" Kan Qi is boasting himself with tricks, right?

"Hey... the horse face looks for the pig's head, the cat matches the ground dog, he goes to whomever he likes, I can't do anything about it."

"Do you have any requirements for Qingming's significant other?" Kan Qi tentatively asked.

"Hey, as far as my family's poor conditions are concerned, what other conditions can your aunt and I have? As long as I am a woman and have a kind heart."

Kan Qi didn't expect that even with such a thin condition, he would not be able to satisfy the first one, and wanted to cry...

Minglang came out of the bathroom, saw his mother and Kan Qi chatting enthusiastically, and asked, "Kan Qi, are you okay today?"

"It's okay!" Kan Qi blinked his eyes, looking forward to Mingming's stay.

"If you don't mind it, have dinner at my house!" Minglang said.

Kan Qi was really flattered that Minglang would leave him to eat at his home so happily, oh my mom... It's two different things whether you have slept or not. !

"Really? I am willing!" Kan Qi clasped his hands together and stared at the stars.

"The prerequisite is that you come to cook." Ming Lang said solemnly.

As soon as Xu Huafang heard her son asking the guest to cook, she said, "What are you talking about? Xiao Kan is our guest. Why do you ask him to cook?"

Kan Qi was eager to show off his cooking skills in front of his mother-in-law to improve his image, so he hurriedly said: "Auntie, don't feel sorry for me, your home is my home, you are my mother, I cook for my mother at my home Isn’t that justified?”

Kan Qi not only knows how to do things, but also knows how to do what he likes. He knows that the older generation likes to play the family card, and he can coax Xu Huafang so much that he can't close his mouth.

Minglang has long been used to his glib tongue, so he doesn't bother to care about him, as long as his mother is happy.

"What would Auntie want to eat?"

"I'm not picky, as long as diabetes can eat, I will eat it."

Kan Qi thought about it for a while, saw that it was only three o'clock in the afternoon, and said, "Well, I'll make dumplings for you."

Xu Huafang said: "That's so troublesome, just the three of us..."

"No trouble, just sit here and watch TV, and leave the rest to me."

Kan Qi hopped to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and found that there was basically no food, not enough eggs, and no leeks.

"Don't look," Minglang said behind his back, "only half a catty of minced pork, a Chinese cabbage, and shiitake mushrooms are left."

"Okay, then use these as stuffing," Kan Qi turned around, winked at his little lover, and licked his lips: "I promise you will die of hunger after eating it once!"

Minglang found that he was really coquettish to the bone, and he always teased himself everywhere, which was really annoying...but he liked it quite a bit.

When Minglang squatted in the bathroom to wash the curtains, he always pretended to casually poke his head out to look at Kanqi.

Kan Qi took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and tied on an apron—the apron at home was a bit too small for his big man, but it happened that this smaller apron cleverly outlined Kan Qi's beautiful waist. The small buttocks are wrapped in a round shape, which makes people want to reach out and squeeze them just by looking at them.Every movement of his muscles during the face-to-face will create a seductive movement track, which makes the viewers hot and uneasy.

Kan Qi and the good noodles were put aside to wake up, and then began to mix the stuffing.He spent half an hour chopping cabbage and shiitake mushrooms very finely, then beat an egg white into the minced meat, put two spoons of small powder, a little soy sauce, sesame oil and a small amount of pepper, added the chopped cabbage and Mix the shiitake mushrooms together evenly.

He is always so handy when cooking, which Minglang never expected before. Compared with those so-called food bloggers, he is even worse.

Kan Qi is also very proficient at rolling out the dumpling skins. After a while, the skins are uniform in shape and size, and his movements are as agile as those in a noodle shop.

"How do you know how to make pasta?" Ming Lang couldn't help asking.

"Because my mother is from the north." Kan Qi said.

"Hey...why didn't I know before?"

Kan Qi glanced at the living room and saw Xu Huafang watching TV intently, so he leaned into Minglang's ear and whispered, "I am a treasure man, full of treasures, and there are many buried surprises waiting for you to develop .”

Treasure man... Minglang also described Kan Qi in this way in his heart, but he said: "W-how can you have such a shameless face?"

Kan Qi smiled and said, "After the curtains are washed, hurry up and make dumplings."

Minglang stood next to him, watching him rolling out the dumpling wrappers and nibbling his fingers with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Don't tell me you can't make dumplings." Kan Qi said.

"Yes... yes, but the packaging is not good-looking."

"I didn't expect you to wrap it beautifully, just don't boil it."

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Why is the treasure man, Uncle Kan...why is he getting more and more flamboyant?like no money