“Isn’t this the New Year’s Day holiday? I happen to be free, otherwise it will be the Chinese New Year again next time. By the way, uncle, why did you go?”
“The furniture I bought has arrived. I’m going to inspect it.”
“Do you want to change the furniture? Isn’t this pretty new?”
As Jiang Qin spoke, he raised his eyes and looked at the sofa under his butt. It was indeed very new.
Feng Shihua laughed after hearing this: “It’s not from our family, it’s from your family.”
“?”
After the words fell, everyone in the room was confused.
Feng Shihua’s sentence is very short, only eleven short words, but every word seems to be a highlight.
Our home and your home are two homes.
It’s easy to understand that our family is the uncle and aunt’s family, but whose family is yours?
Jiang Qin knew very well that the “your house” he was talking about was referring to their villa in Shanti, which was also the legendary room of a good friend who ran an international kindergarten next door…
However, the amount of information Gao Wenhui and Wang Haini have access to is too little, so even if they get the keywords, it is not easy to figure it out. They just feel that there are too many points and need to be analyzed word for word.
Only Feng Nanshu was not sensitive at all to such hidden secrets, and foolishly felt that it had nothing to do with him.
Fortunately, Feng Shihua was called over by Qin Jingqiu in the kitchen before he could say much.
“Husband, come here for a moment.”
“What’s wrong?”
“Help me find the instructions for the oven. I’m not very good at using them.”
“Then you have never used the oven since you bought it. Why do you suddenly think of it now?”
“Nan Shu just secretly told me that she wanted to eat roasted sweet potatoes.”
Feng Nanshu was sitting on the sofa with a calm and well-behaved look on her face. When she heard these words, she immediately blushed and thought, “Auntie is a bad person. I obviously said it secretly, but I asked you to shout it out to me.”
After a while, a simple breakfast from Qin Jingqiu was ready, including stomach-nourishing millet porridge, fried eggs, a few small rapeseeds blanched in broth, and a portion of steamed Jinhua ham.
Although Feng Nanshu would visit Qin Jingqiu every year before, eating together was rare, so even if everyone had eaten, Qin Jingqiu still wanted to make breakfast for Feng Nanshu.
“How’s it going? Is it delicious?”
“It’s so delicious that my tongue is greedy for it. It’s not even been a week yet, and my aunt’s cooking skills have improved again. Especially this little rapeseed, it’s so delicious.”