Lu Yan found a comfortable spot to lie down. In the middle of the night, she habitually stuck her legs out of the blanket. Zhuang Yan touched her cold feet and tucked them back under the blanket, but soon her feet were sticking out again.
Zhuang Yan didn't think Lu Yan was three years older than him. In his eyes, Lu Yan was like a little girl who still needed his care.
Two days later, Jiang Ning sent Zhuang Yan a text message and called Lu Yan, inviting them to her house for dinner on New Year's Day.
The gifts were chosen by Lu Yan; they were all health products suitable for middle-aged and elderly people, including food and practical items. The items, worth over ten thousand yuan, were packed in an ordinary plastic bag, as if they had been casually bought at a nearby supermarket.
For someone as frugal as Aunt Jiang, she wouldn't feel pressured to accept anything that was simple and unpretentious. Lu Yan was very thoughtful in this regard.
On the way, Zhuang Yan was driving, and Lu Yan was sitting in the passenger seat.
How is Aunt Jiang?
“Great. When I was little, I often went to her house to freeload. She would never charge me for late-night snacks. She knew I had a big appetite, so she would always give me extra portions.” Zhuang Yan told Lu Yan about some things from his childhood. The journey was not boring and passed quickly.
The two families live close by, and although they are not relatives, they are closer than relatives. They often help each other out, and I will visit your house today and you will visit mine tomorrow.
Zhuang Yan goes to the Jiang family's house for a free meal, but he also helps with chores such as washing dishes and cleaning.
When Aunt Jiang was sick, Grandma Zhuang Yan would take care of Jiang Ning. Similarly, when Grandma Zhuang Yan was hospitalized, she would go to the hospital to deliver meals.
Lu Yan inexplicably felt nervous about meeting her parents.
Finally arriving at the Jiang family's house, Lu Yan immediately liked the environment. It was clean and tidy, with vegetables growing in the yard and bougainvillea growing against the wall. The bougainvillea climbed up the wall, and when it bloomed in spring, one could imagine how beautiful it would be. From this, one could tell that the owner was a person who loved life.
The sound of chickens clucking came from inside; Aunt Jiang was killing a chicken.
"Aunt Jiang, I brought my girlfriend to your house for a meal."
Aunt Jiang stared wide-eyed, put down the chicken in her hand, and blood from the chicken's neck splattered all over her hand. She didn't bother to wash it and put her hands behind her back: "Come in and sit down. There are drinks inside. I made my own milk tea. It might be a little cold. You can heat it up in the microwave before you drink it. Ningning, come out quickly. Zhuang Yan and the others are here."
Just like Zhuang Yan said, Aunt Jiang is a warm and hospitable person. Being able to give birth to such a beautiful daughter as Jiang Ning, she must also be good-looking herself. She has a very kind and amiable face and gentle eyes.
Lu Yan walked up confidently and said, "Hello, Aunt Jiang, I'm Lu Yan."
Aunt Jiang was a little excited: "I've been watching variety shows lately, and you're so beautiful, even more so than on TV! Can I call you Yanyan?"
"sure."
"I'm a huge fan of Lu Zhuang now. You two look so good together."
“Mom, those are called CP fans, not CP fans.” Jiang Ning walked out from inside.
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