“strangeness……”
At night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and there are sounds of cars passing by outside the window from time to time.
Yuan Youqin had already prepared dinner, ordered several people to serve the dishes, and also reboiled the steamed buns sent by the third grandmother.
Jiang Qin hasn’t been home for a long time, and he was very comfortable eating a home-cooked meal.
But when he went for a walk after dinner, Jiang Qin was a little confused, because several old ladies who were enjoying the cool outside asked him if he had chosen a good day and which day it was at the end of the year.
“?”
Feng Nanshu didn’t say a word at all, and even walked quietly, as if it was none of my business.
Yuan Youqin and Jiang Zhenghong were standing on the balcony looking at the two people downstairs. From their perspective, the little rich woman was beautiful and generous, walking in front obediently, while Jiang Qin was following behind like a fool.
The two of them moved fast and slow sometimes, and sometimes Feng Nanshu would look back to him and hold hands together.
Jiang Qin sometimes pinched her face and rubbed her hair, and he couldn’t rest at all.
Finally, the two people walked to the dark corner at the end of the community, then looked at each other and walked in, sneaking around and not knowing what they were doing.
When he came out again, Jiang Qin deliberately walked towards the dark place, while Feng Nanshu was swaying a little from side to side, as if he was drunk.
“Actually, it’s not impossible until the end of the year, what do you think?”
“There are many good times at the end of the year.”
The couple held open the balcony window and couldn’t help but communicate in low voices.
To be honest, it is indeed a bit early to get married just after reaching the legal age, but since both people have agreed, there won’t be much difference between sooner or later.
Anyway, Nan Shu is the treasure of their family. Although his son is very talkative, he obviously can’t live without her…
Moreover, Aunt Li’s grandson across the street has already started going to kindergarten. He carries a small schoolbag and follows Aunt Li downstairs every day, shaking his head, which has a great impact on Yuan Youqin.
After a while, Jiang Qin brought Feng Nanshu back home. Jiang Zhenghong and Yuan Youqin had already sat back on the sofa in the living room, looking at them with relief.
Jiang Qin only saw this expression on the day when he got his college entrance examination scores.
“What happened to them?”
“I have no idea.”
The little rich woman shook her head stupidly. She hadn’t kissed for a long time and was a little tipsy.
Jiang Qin didn’t know that his parents were calculating the day at the end of the year, so he turned to Feng Nanshu’s bedroom and knocked on the door.