Jiangxin Poplar

Jiang Cheng sent a message to Yan Ying to indicate that his people had returned safely, and said that he would not go home for the time being because of something outside, and then went to a private hospital with Yang Yulang.

In the hospital, Jiang Cheng thought that the doctor who came would be that cool guy Cong Wei'an, but someone else came in.

It was a young buddy, estimated to be only 25 or six years old, wearing a white coat, wearing a mask, and big eyes shining brightly.

After the routine examination, the young buddy Yang Yulang called Dr. Wei asked him to lie down and gave him a head massage.

When the driver arrived at the hospital, he waited outside the door, unlike Jiang Cheng who followed him every step of the way.

"The test results are all good," Dr. Wei said while pressing, "We still need to pay attention to relieve stress."

"En." Yang Yulang replied calmly with his eyes closed.

Sitting on a chair beside him, Jiang Cheng watched Yang Yulang's fingers wandering around the back of Yang Yulang's temples, and even inserted five fingers into his hair to massage. .

"Jiang Cheng, can you pour me a glass of water?"

It wasn't until Yang Yulang opened his mouth that he turned his gaze back, and quickly got up to get water from the water dispenser.

Dr. Wei pressed the button for 10 minutes, "It's almost done, go back and have a good rest, let's put work first."

"Thank you." Yang Yulang got up and put on his coat, "Is Wei An in surgery right?"

"Yes," Dr. Wei said, "do I need to call him?"

"No need," Yang Yulang signaled Jiang Cheng to leave with his eyes, "I'll call him again."

"Okay." Dr. Wei sent the two of them to the door and reminded Yang Yulang, "Don't forget to make an appointment next time."

After going to the parking lot, the driver started the car, and Yang Yulang said to Jiang Cheng, "I'll take you home first."

"What about you?"

"I'm going home too." Yang Yulang said with downcast eyes, "I'm busy these days, so call me if I need anything."

"What are you busy with?" He looked like he needed to rest more, why he was still busy when he came back.

"There are some banquets..." Yang Yulang said helplessly, "I have to go."

As far as Yang Yulang is concerned, in life and work, he is often involuntary. As the top leader of Huarong, he is also a pivotal figure in the Yang family.In some occasions, you can push it, but there are always people who can't push it, and this is not a minority.

Jiang Cheng returned home, and the house was as smoky as ever. Before entering the door, he heard the sound of mahjong, mixed with a series of obscenities about the old man losing money.

As soon as he entered, the uncle from the county seat saw him and said, "Hey, Jiangcheng is back. I heard from your mother that you went out to play. How was it? Was it fun? Where did you go?"

Jiang Cheng smiled dryly, and responded, "It's okay."

The other aunt saw something in Jiang Cheng's hand, "Oh, this kid is sensible, remember to bring a gift back when you go out, come here, show me what good things are?" Jiang Cheng took the bag away, and quickly shook out the contents.

Jiang Cheng: "..."

"Oh, it's so gaudy," the aunt looked at the shaken scarf in her hand with a look of disgust, "This man just doesn't know how to buy things."

Jiang Cheng: "..."

Yan Ying came out of the room, saw the scarf and asked Jiang Cheng in disbelief, "You bought it for me?"

Jiang Cheng's face turned blue when he was told by his aunt, Yan Ying didn't say much after asking, just nodded.

Yan Ying took the scarf and smiled, "I think it looks pretty."

The aunt who was knocking on melon seeds over there smiled and said, "Your aesthetics are quite consistent."

Yan Ying ignored them, and said to Jiang Cheng, "Go back to your room and rest for a while, and you can eat later."

When Jiang Cheng entered the room, the old man turned his head to see Yan Ying's admiration, and urged, "Don't go and look at the pot."

After working hard for a long time to cook a large table of dishes, the relatives who came to pay New Year's greetings sat at the table, Jiang Cheng moved to the side of his cousin, forced to reserve a seat, and greeted Yan Ying, "Mom, sit here."

"You guys eat first," Yan Ying took the drinks and beer, "I'll eat later."

"What are you waiting for?" Jiang Cheng said impatiently, "How can we eat when the food is cold?"

The cousin beside him also greeted politely, "Auntie, let's eat together."

The old man glanced at Jiang Cheng coolly, pretending he didn't hear what they said, and ordered Yan Ying, "Add more soup and bring that bottle of white wine."

"Brothers and sisters, the tissue is used up, is there any more?"

"Sister-in-law, my child wants to drink some bone soup, I'll get another bowl, where is it?"

"..."

Jiang Cheng's eyelids twitched, and he put down his chopsticks after taking a few mouthfuls. Just as he was about to help Yan Ying with something, the old man ordered, "Ah Cheng, go to the supermarket outside to buy a box of beer, and two more bottles of drinks."

Jiang Cheng glanced at the corner, he had just started drinking a case of beer, but he didn't want to quarrel with the old man on a day like this, so he bought it without saying a word.

During the holidays or when relatives come to the house, Yanying will not be able to go to the dining table in eight or nine out of ten, and will always eat the cold food left by everyone. Things are too late to go to the table, and it is often the old man who asks her to do this or that to delay time.

From Jiang Qingli's point of view, it's normal for a woman not to serve a big dinner. At this time, he still feels more face to Yan Ying, and Yan Ying doesn't care about anything with him. Lose face in front of family relatives.

But from Jiang Cheng's point of view, all her grievances came from her own connivance.If this person was not his own mother, he would never pull her to the table several times to help her with those trivial things.

After buying the wine and seeing Yan Ying on the table, he was a little relieved. Remembering that his grandfather was lying alone in a place without anyone to take care of him, he talked to Yan Ying and took the warm porridge to the rental house.

I read books in the rented house all afternoon, went to Tang Yuan's house for dinner, and after dinner at Tang Yuan's house, we all went to the old house to roast sweet potatoes together.

"What special products did you bring us?" Zhuo Hai asked excitedly as soon as they met each other.

Jiang Cheng pointed to a paper bag on the table behind, "Just bring something to eat."

"As long as you have it," Zhuo Hai opened the bag, "dried mango, dried squid, dried pineapple, um, and herbal ointment, why bring these?"

"They said it worked fine."

Zhuo Hai opened it and smelled it, "It smells good, come on, Da Pan." He handed Pan Jun a bottle, and took another bottle to Tang Yuan.

Tang Yuan took the dried mango and opened it, "I'll try this and see if the legendary Thai specialty tastes good?"

Pan Jun got excited, put the sweet potatoes in and roasted them one by one, leaned back in his chair and asked Jiang Cheng, "How did you go this time?"

"It's pretty good," Jiang Cheng pulled the firewood with a wooden stick, "Everything else is good, but there are too many people in the scenic spots, and there are people from our country everywhere."

Zhuo Hai laughed, "Chinese people are rich now, so they can go wherever they want."

"Have you seen a shemale?" Tang Yuan was more curious about this.

Speaking of this, Jiang Cheng remembered that hot performance, couldn't control his expression for a while, and coughed twice.

Tang Yuan saw the reaction, "I saw it!"

Pan Jun: "Where did you see it? How does it look? Did you take a picture?"

Jiang Cheng glanced at them, "There are no photos, they just look the same, with too much makeup, the kind that they don't want to look at a second time."

"Cut~" Tang Yuan rolled his eyes, "You are a typical full man who doesn't know how hungry a hungry man is."

"Hungry for what?" Pan Jun ate a chestnut on his forehead, "What's so interesting about a shemale, you're still hungry, I'll make you hungry~" He said while stuffing a handful of dried mangoes into his mouth.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuu~" Tang Yuan choked, and it took him a long time to recover, "I'll just make a metaphor, do you understand the metaphor?"

Zhuo Hai sat next to Jiangcheng, "I took a lot of photos, and I didn't post them in the circle. If you have any in your phone, let me see."

Jiang Cheng unlocked the phone and threw it to him, "It's all in there." The photos taken by the SLR have been processed, and the phone album only saves a lot of landscape and cultural photos and the single photos Yang Yulang took for him, while the ones he took for Yang Yulang And the photo of the two of them has been included in the private album, which cannot be seen by others.

Pan Jun and Tang Yuan leaned over to watch together.

"Your photography skills are very advanced now!"

"This one is good, is this beauty a shemale?"

"Is this going to worship Buddha? When did you believe in Buddha?"

"What the hell is this? Silver carving, is it a salamander?"

"Hey, this one is good, it can be used as the cover."

……

After reading all the photos, Tang Yuan was puzzled, "You didn't take any photos for Yang Yulang?"

"Hmm~" Jiang Cheng dealt with it vaguely, "Is the one in the middle about to burn?"

As soon as Tang Yuan heard that the subject had been successfully changed, he hurriedly went to look for the sweet potatoes, and after confirming that they were not burnt, the topic had already been transferred elsewhere.

When the sweet potatoes were ripe, Jiang Cheng chose a baked soft and sweet one and took out his phone to take a few photos.Seeing him lower his head to choose a photo, Tang Yuan glanced at it, "What's wrong, you don't make circles when you go out to play, and you bake a sweet potato to make waves?"

Jiang Cheng ignored him, bowed his head and thought for a while, and still sent out the two selected ones, without text, just pictures.

When Pan Jun saw his post, he casually liked it, and then commented, "My roasted sweet potatoes are the best in the world".

Not long after the photo was posted, it received a lot of likes and a lot of comments, all of which were just asking for food. He put his phone aside after looking at it a few times, and then stared blankly at the charcoal fire covering the sweet potato.

Yang Yulang never posted on Moments, and he didn't like to read them. It would be useless to want him to see the one he posted. Besides, he might not have time to look at his phone at all.

Should have sent it directly to him, but...

What is he doing now, is he enjoying a cup of tea, or is he with his friends, is his health better...

After only parting for half a day, Jiang Cheng couldn't help worrying about him and missing him.

"Why are you in a daze?" Zhuo Hai bumped his arm, "What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Cheng came back to his senses, "Leave?"

"It's too cold." Pan Jun tightened his jacket, "I've finished eating the sweet potatoes, let's go home."

The old house here is cold in winter and cool in summer, especially at night, it can make people shiver with teeth chattering.

"Let's go then."