“Uncle, we are here!”
“My foster father’s demeanor is becoming more and more chic.”
Jiang Qin stopped the car, lowered the window and took a look: “You are in pretty good shape. I can tell by looking at your bodies and counting with my fingers that you are very good at moving things.”
Guo Zihang and Yang Shuan looked at each other: “?”
“Nothing, just joking, get in the car quickly, have breakfast and go home quickly.”
“oh oh.”
Guo Zihang and Yang Shuan went around to the back, opened the trunk, and planned to put down their bags, but they saw countless gifts piled up in the trunk.
The two looked at each other again and understood why their uncle (adopted father) praised them for their good health.
At around 11 o’clock at noon, after returning to Jeju, Jiang Qin and Feng Nanshu started giving gifts everywhere as soon as they got off the car.
Yang Shuan and Guo Zihang are in good health and are responsible for the transportation.
“Aunt Six, Nan Shu bought these for you, pastries from Linchuan, and wine for Uncle Six.”
“Second uncle, second uncle, Nan Shu bought tea for you.”
“Third uncle, have you ever drank this wine? Nan Shu bought it for you. From now on, you can help me keep an eye on her and let her eat less sweets. Hey, why did you forget to take out this invoice…”
“Sister Shuting, Nan Shu bought a small schoolbag for your Jialele, isn’t it going to school soon?”
Jiang Qin was chattering more actively than Feng Nanshu all the way, and then the little rich woman followed behind, sticking close to Jiang Qin, and couldn’t help but puff up her cheeks when everyone praised her.
Yang Shuan looked on from the side: “If we don’t get married, there will be no way it will end!”
“If I don’t get married, I feel that my adoptive father will not even be able to enter the community gate.”
“I don’t know if I can live here even if I get married. If I still live here after getting married, then if we have a quarrel, it won’t be my uncle who gets kicked out?”
Jiang Qin finished delivering the last box of tea and turned his head: “What are you muttering about?”
Yang Shuan patted his belly: “Uncle, I’m hungry.”
“Let’s buy an instant noodle mat first, then take a break and go out to eat.”
“also.”
Jiang Qin turned around and went to the third uncle’s supermarket to buy instant noodles. Then he saw the third uncle looking at him with a smile: “Is the Nanshu family here?”
Jiang Qin: “…”