The paper man who has been raised for two years is a big shot

As soon as Aunt Zheng entered the market, she was like a fish in water, and quickly entered the fighting state with two coolies surnamed Cheng.

Marin was very winking, and offered to go to the East Street to have a look. After he left, there were only two people left in place.

The man was very satisfied, he took the young man's hand and squeezed it tightly into his coat pocket: "Is it cold?"

"It's not cold." Jian Qiuran leaned closer to him, leaning his shoulders against his shoulders, and whispered, "Do you still remember the first time I went home for the New Year? We met on this street. At that time Marin has been tossed so badly by you, and I will leave you to me even if I pay you."

Man: "Yeah."

Jian Qiuran sighed decently: "I used to hate you very much, thinking that you came to disturb our New Year. Who would have thought that one day I would bring you back willingly."

男人失笑，也叹息道：“以前打架的时候，我也没想到揍的是自己爱人。”

Jian Qiuran: "Later you found out and beat you."

"That's training needs, it doesn't count."

"It doesn't count, it's all hands-on."

"The purpose is different."

"Okay." Jian Qiuran stopped, not knowing whether she was persuaded or too lazy to argue, her gaze was already attracted by the roasted sweet potatoes, and she touched the people around her with her arm: "Would you like one?"

The man directly took out his mobile phone and made a statement.

Jian Qiuran smiled, chose two medium-sized ones, and held them between two layers of paper packaging, her palms were hot from the heat.

Eating roasted sweet potatoes in winter is a very enjoyable thing.After the people around him paid the money, Jian Qiuran just peeled off the top melon skin and stuffed it to him: "Try it."

The other party took a bite, sweet all the way to his heart: "It's delicious."

"It's good to eat." Jian Qiuran took her share and slowly tore open the skin, and saw that the steaming melon flesh was golden and brilliant, and after taking a bite, it was soft, waxy and sweet, and her body warmed up.

Jian Qiuran: "It's so sweet."

Man: "Yeah."

The two ate and walked, stepping on the snow among the crowd.On the way, the man also bought Jian Qiuran a balloon and tied it around his wrist, euphemistically saying: "There are too many people, if I can't find you, I will look up at the balloon."

Jian Qiuran glanced at their interlocking hands, and the corners of her mouth twitched: "Just be happy."

The man is very happy, and some bad habits are gradually on the rise. He especially likes to buy things for Jian Qiuran, and he is always eating, drinking and having fun.

The children looked at Jian Qiuran with envy and hatred. When their parents said that you should not want toys when you grow up, they said angrily: "Why can this brother? He is obviously taller than you!"

Parent: "..."

Jian Qiuran: "..."

This is very embarrassing.

Jian Qiuran dragged the man who was still to be selected and quickly left the scene. From a distance, she could hear the sound of the child crying, and the furious parents saying, "I've made money by myself when I grow up. How about you? If you don't pass the Chinese exam, you're ashamed to ask for something. I haven't done it yet." Say you balbala" and other quotations from old accounts.

The man realized later: "It's just a few toys, why bother."

Jian Qiuran: "This involves the family's financial capacity and the education of the children, which is very complicated."

The man understood: "Trouble, luckily we don't have any cubs."

They never seem to engage in this kind of topic.Jian Qiuran bit the candied haws and was silent for a few seconds, then asked after a long while, "Do you dislike brats or do you dislike trouble?"

"Both." The man frowned, trying to describe: "Interstellar cubs are more vulnerable, because the cub period is very long. It's okay to have a good personality, but the one with an unruly personality is an out-of-control troublesome, extremely destructive, and very annoying. "

"Oh." Jian Qiuran hesitated for a few seconds, but still took advantage of the situation and asked, "Then have you ever thought about having a son?"

The man looked down at him with a very serious expression: "Although the interstellar civilization is higher than the earth, I cannot give birth."

Jian Qiuran: "..."

The originally serious topic was abruptly amused, and Jian Qiuran said, "What a coincidence, I can't either."

Man: "So what are you thinking about?"

Jian Qiuran thought about it too, lowered her head and continued to eat candied haws.

He didn't speak, but the man started to think about it. He lowered his head and asked him for a few seconds, "Do you want it? I can claim it from the clan."

"No, I just thought of it and said it casually." Jian Qiuran almost choked on the hawthorn core, and shook her head again and again to refuse: "I think it's good for us, no matter what happens in the future, we don't need it for now."

"Really?"

"real!"

The man observed for a few seconds and believed: "Okay, let's talk about it later."

He said: "Actually, I can urge Your Majesty. He is so old that he has no date yet. He is too lonely."

The corner of Jian Qiuran's mouth twitched: "Is it really okay for you to be such a fool?"

Man: "He didn't cheat me too much."

It's normal for brothers to stab each other twice.

The Cheng brothers still fight now.Obviously separated, one is a serious soldier, and the other is a genius in the business world. Together, it is like talking about cross talk, funny and naive.

Just as they were talking, the brothers of the Cheng family spotted them first along the balloon and shouted, "Brother Ran! We are here!"

Jian Qiuran walked over to take a look, and was amused: "Aunt Zheng's victory is not bad."

The two brothers have almost no free hands, and they don't know where to get a small blue board cart full of boxes of New Year's goods.

Aunt Zheng smiled softly and said: "I want to give benefits to the store, and I also need to give some to the neighbors in the neighborhood. The rest is not only for the New Year, but also for sacrifices..."

In this way, things are not enough.

Aunt Zheng is getting old, afraid that she won't remember to take out her mobile phone and enter it in the memo, so she muttered and left.

Jian Qiuran took the things in Cheng Tianle's hands, raised her chin and motioned him to follow and watch.

It is true that the market is lively and chaotic. A fall in the snow can hurt for a long time, not to mention that Aunt Zheng is most afraid of bumps when she is old.

Cheng Tianle understood, quickly caught up with him when his hands were empty, and went to work as a coolie again.

The remaining three people delivered the New Year's goods to the car and put them in the trunk one by one.

During the process, a little girl could be heard chirping: "Is that President Wan Yao? It looks like a profile."

"Impossible? President Wan Yao will appear in this kind of place during the Chinese New Year? Do you know how much he is worth?"

"I don't know, I just know that these three handsome guys are good-looking."

"Nympho...fuck, it's really pretty."

Cheng Tianjia's face was silent, and he lowered his peaked cap a little more.

Jian Qiuran saw it and joked, "Our Tianjia is actually a celebrity."

The child who was calm just now suddenly blushed, and whispered: "These originally belonged to Brother Ran. And I hope that I am famous for my paintings."

"With ambition, there will be this day."

"I'll let Brother Ran see it."

"it is good."

The two chatted and stuffed the goods, and it took a long time to pack them up.In the end, Cheng Tianle went to deliver the trolley, and Jian Qiuran got a little tired and just sat in the cart to rest.

The man followed in, let him lie on his lap, and rubbed the young man's temple: "Is it uncomfortable?"

Jian Qiuran: "It should be because I didn't sleep well last night."

The man frowned, and pinched his nose slightly to punish him: "You know that's not what I asked."

Jian Qiuran clapped her hands away, opened her eyes slowly, without making a sound.

The man was helpless: "I won't let you go back now, don't hide it from me, or you will hurt your body, don't blame me for being cruel and not next time."

Jian Qiuran was honest and said, "Bone hurts."

The man's frown became more and more condensed.If a young man can say the word pain, it means that it is already difficult to endure.

He sent a message to ask Marin what to do in this situation, and the latter replied: "You can't take other medicines rashly during the volatilization process of the medicine."

In other words, you can only endure it.

The man was not very happy, but there was nothing he could do. He lowered his head and asked the young man, "Where does it hurt? I'll rub it."

Jian Qiuran circled his waist sideways, and said in a muffled voice, "No, just let me lean on for a while."

The man had no choice but to rub his head in the end.

When the Cheng family came back, Jian Qiuran regained his spirits again, took the super sour fruit that Marin bought for him and ate a piece, which almost didn't make his teeth sore - but Marin was right, the sense of taste can be triggered to a certain extent to divert attention Resist pain.

Jian Qiuran ate three pills in a row, her whole body was sore, and she put the pain behind her in a blink of an eye, while the three of Cheng's family were in another car, she chased the man to kiss him.

The man was so funny that he let him press him down and kiss him... To be honest, it was really sour.The man even felt like he was kissing the little vinegar jar again.

However, he was reluctant to push away, wrapped his arms around his waist, and caressed the back of the young man's neck with his fingers unhurriedly, turning back when the other party tried his best to escape.

What does it mean to invite God is easy and send God away is difficult, this is it.

In the end, everyone was uncomfortable when the fire started, but the drive was not far away, and through the lifting board, I could still hear Marin preparing to carry the New Year's goods.

Jian Qiuran covered the man's eyes and inhaled lightly: "Calm down, it's time to go down."

Helpless, the man withdrew his hand reluctantly, groping to help him tidy up his clothes.

Jian Qiuran felt it, and suddenly laughed: "It doesn't seem to hurt after the kiss."

The man clasped his waist and said dangerously: "Really, then do you want to try another way?"

"Don't, I was wrong." Jian Qiuran knew the current affairs, and quickly kissed him on the cheek to coax him out of the car, and followed the big team to organize the New Year's goods.

Too many things to buy today.They carried them in batches, some went to the store and some went upstairs. When the finishing was almost done, Aunt Zheng started frying noodles with great interest.

What are the small twists of lotus root box noodles, fried cakes, candy sticks and small oil cakes, every time they are out of the pan, there will be fragrance wafting out of the kitchen.

The man smelled it all day, and finally sneaked into the kitchen silently, and he was really warmly treated by Aunt Zheng.

The other party filled a beautiful woven basket with pasta and placed it on the table, signaling him to eat whatever was in the pot.

The man looked at it and felt that he was more than the little white tiger.

While she was satisfied, another scene suddenly flashed in her head - the slightly younger Aunt Zheng looked at him and sighed softly: "It would be great if you were his cat."

The little white tiger at that time scoffed.

But now... the man put down his chopsticks and suddenly said, "Aunt Zheng, of course I have a cat."