Chapter 93 The Young Couple Who Had an Unbelievable Dinner
"It's late, and time for dinner. Xiao Jiang, why don't you stay for dinner?"
Hearing her mother say this, Qiao Ruoying blinked, unable to believe it. She couldn't help but glance at Jiang Zongye, who happened to be looking at her as well. Their eyes met, and sweet sparks flew between them.
The family went upstairs.
The Qiao family's house has two living rooms and three bedrooms, with a low ceiling. The north-facing house is dimly lit, but it is decorated very warmly.
As soon as he entered the room, the first thing Jiang Zongye smelled was the unique feminine scent of cleanliness and fragrance. A quick glance revealed the beige fabric sofa and the lace dust cover on the TV, which was exquisite but not tacky. The diamond-shaped floor tiles were mopped so clean that you could see your reflection in them.
It turns out that the home where Xiaoying lives with her mother and sister is so clean and warm. No wonder she is such a hygienic and clean girl.
Qiao Ruoying found a pair of clean blue slippers for him, which were the ones her uncle often wore when he came here to visit relatives during the Chinese New Year. Her mother also asked her to bring a glass of water to Jiang Zongye.
Jiang Zong also sat down on the sofa, which supported his body steadily. He exchanged a few polite words with Ms. Qiao Li and talked about the weather, the journey, etc.
Jiang Zong was also considering talking about the investigation that took place some time ago, but when he saw that Ms. Qiao had no intention of letting him bring it up, he let it go.
At this moment, the doorbell rang with a "ding dong" sound. Jiang Zong also put down his glass, stood up, and said calmly, "The New Year's gift is here."
He went to open the door. Qiao Li initially thought it was just a few pieces of fruit, but then two young men came in carrying one thing after another: cherries, kiwis, Kirin watermelons, navel oranges, watermelons, blueberries; gift boxes of nuts; a platter of braised food, a seafood feast of eight delicacies, king crabs, steak gift boxes, nourishing bird's nests, red wine gift boxes, pearl powder, wild delicacies, and more. The living room was completely filled.
"Put the frozen items here." Jiang Zong also directed his subordinates in an orderly manner, "Put the skin care products on the entrance."
Ms. Qiao Li muttered in her heart, "What a big scene!" When she saw that the objects had finally been carried in, she politely invited the two young men to have tea, but the young men kept saying no and left.
Qiao Li stood at the door, rubbing her temples. Seeing the huge words "Pearl Powder" on the gift box, she couldn't help but laugh:
It seems that Yingying has already told Jiang Zongye all about her family's preferences.
This is simply a revelation, as if Jiang Zong is afraid that his performance will not be good enough.
Grandma Liu, who lived next door, heard the noise, opened the door and stuck her head out. After watching the young man carry the New Year gifts, she glanced at Qiao Li with a flickering gaze: "Oh, Ali, your son-in-law came to visit and brought so many New Year gifts?"
Qiao Li just smiled and nodded, without correcting Grandma Liu's address.
After closing the door, she said to Jiang Zongye, "Xiao Jiang, you're so polite. You gave me so many gifts."
"It's all food, it doesn't cost much." Jiang Zong also said.
When it was time to cook, Qiao Ruoying and Qiao Ruoqi were both eager to help their mother. Jiang Zongye also didn't plan to be idle, so he rolled up his sleeves and followed Qiao Ruoying.
Qiao Li was standing in the kitchen, tying her apron. When she saw the three children following her, she said with a smile, "The kitchen is so small. If you all squeeze in, there will be no room to move."
At the same time, she secretly affirmed in her heart that although Jiang Zongye was a rich young man, she could feel after just a few encounters that he was different from the arrogant rich second generation in her impression. Instead, he was gentle and polite, considerate in his dealings with others, and very sincere to Yingying.
She could see his sincerity.
Qiao Li asked Qiao Ruoqi to help in the kitchen and asked Qiao Ruoying to take out the large clothes from the washing machine and dry them in the sun.
Qiao Ruoying responded and went to the bathroom. When she opened the bathroom door, she saw the floor was wet and covered with foam. She couldn't help but cry out "Ouch!" and took a closer look. She found that the washing machine drain pipe was old and had a hole in it, and water mixed with foam was flowing out of the hole.
Her cry of "Ouch" called her mother.
Qiao Li came over to take a look. She was not surprised by the flooding in the bathroom. She said calmly, "Xiaoying, clean the bathroom. Mom will come over after she finishes cooking and replace the drainpipe."
Jiang Zong on the side also said solemnly: "Auntie, I will change the drain pipe."
Qiao Li couldn't help but glance back at Jiang Zongye, then at the foam all over the floor. Xiao Jiang was a pampered, wealthy young man, usually busy with company matters. His initiative to replace the drainpipe was a bit unexpected.
She was very satisfied that he was not arrogant, could do housework, and was considerate.
"Okay, then leave it to Xiao Jiang." Qiao Li made the final decision.
Qiao Ruoying was also very happy to hear her mother say this. Her mother was willing to let Jiang Zongye fix the water pipe, which meant that she no longer regarded Jiang Zongye as an outsider. Her acceptance of Jiang Zongye was gradually increasing.
Qiao Li went back to continue cooking. Qiao Ruoying found two mops for scraping the floor, one for her and one for Jiang Zong. The two of them squeezed into the narrow bathroom and scraped off the foam bit by bit.
She had changed into pajamas and rolled up her trouser legs, revealing a section of her calves that were as white as lotus roots and her skin seemed transparent.
Seeing her standing at the drain, Jiang Zong couldn't help but help her, saying in a serious tone:
"Don't stand there. Your feet will get wet and you'll catch a cold."
Qiao Ruoying raised her eyes and stuck out her tongue at him playfully.
What a guy! He just said downstairs, "I'll take good care of Yingying," and now he's acting like a worried daddy here.
After washing away the foam and cleaning the floor until it was as bright as new, Qiao Ruoying put the washed clothes into the tub. Jiang Zong also found the right angle and gently tilted the washing machine over.
She was a little surprised to see him tip the washing machine over in one go, and the huge washing machine was so obedient under his hands.
She immediately thought of Jiang Zongye's strength, which she had also experienced.
He removed the baffle of the washing machine, took out the new water pipe, removed the old water pipe, connected the pipe, fixed the clip, and then tightened it with a screwdriver. Finally, he passed the water pipe into the floor drain. He did it in an orderly and meticulous manner.
As he gripped the screwdriver tightly, blue veins stretched across his arms, winding like a dragon on his tight skin. His focused and serious look with his eyes lowered caught Qiao Ruoying's eye.
She thought he was so handsome and sexy.
So, is this what it feels like to have a man at home changing pipes, light bulbs, and electrical wiring? It really gives you peace of mind.
Afterwards, they washed their hands and hung out their clothes to dry, while the kitchen was still bustling with activity. Next to the TV stand was a small vertical photo album, and Jiang Zong flipped through it with interest, identifying the photos.
Thanks to Ms. Qiao Li's sense of ritual, the family of three saved a lot of photos in the era when mobile phone photography was not popular. Jiang Zong also picked out the photos of Qiao Ruoying to look at.
In one of the photos, Qiao Ruoying is wearing the blue and white sportswear commonly seen in middle schools. The collar is neatly turned up and she has a neat ponytail. Her black and white eyes are looking at the camera. Her skin is as delicate as porcelain, and she still has baby fat on her face. Her head is slightly tilted, which makes her look very playful.
He began to seriously imagine what she looked like when she was in middle school, and then thought about how he must have been full of vigor and ambition on the university campus at that time, and he couldn't help laughing.
"Yingying could cook by then, right? She kept herself plump and beautiful."
He whispered a teasing word to her and pretended to pinch her photo with his fingers, as if trying to make some puffy fat on her chubby face.
"You still remember." Qiao Ruoying recalled that this was the first time he ate her food, and she casually used the word "plump" to describe herself.
Jiang Zong also looked at the photo, then looked at her, and said with a smile:
"Xiaoying, you've lost a little weight compared to a while ago. Your husband will try his best to make you gain weight again."
“…”
Even my husband was called in. How shameless!
Qiao Ruoying was shy. She glanced towards the kitchen, afraid that her mother and the others would hear her. She scolded him, "Keep your voice down."
When Qiao Li brought out the dishes, she saw her eldest daughter and Jiang Zongye not sitting on the sofa. They were sitting cross-legged in front of the TV cabinet, flipping through photos in an album. Qiao Ruoying rested her elbows on Jiang Zongye's knees.
The intimacy and casualness between the two people could not deceive others.
Today's menu was as bountiful as ever. There was the braised pig's trotter with soybeans, cooked to a tender, flavorful consistency, the skin a translucent soy sauce color; the razor clams in scallion oil exuded a fresh, delicate aroma; and the beef with mushrooms, garlic chicken wings, and shrimp balls with green peppers, all radiating a unique sheen and aroma under the light.
Jiang Zong also looked at Xiaoying's family. Some took the bowls, some wiped the table, and Xiaoying and her sister acted coquettishly with their mother from time to time. The girls' silver bell-like laughter echoed in the small room. He was a little stunned for a moment.
This kind of down-to-earth feeling is exactly what is missing in his family where his mother travels around the world and his father works all over the world; at this moment, he integrates into it and has a strong sense of belonging to home.
When it was time for dinner, Ms. Qiao Li had just sat down when a phone call came in. She didn't answer it and cursed softly.
"Is it... Cen Guangsheng who called?" Qiao Ruoying was the first to react.
"Well, this old guy is really haunting her." Qiao Li got angry when she thought about her ex-husband bullying her daughter like this.
"If it doesn't work out, I really want to call the police."
"Don't call the police. I have a way to deal with him," Jiang Zong said solemnly. In his opinion, small areas lacked police resources, and it was impossible for the police to constantly monitor Cen Guangsheng's movements. Furthermore, Cen Guangsheng and Qiao Ruoying were related by blood, so the police might not take it seriously at all.
He picked up two clams in scallion oil with his chopsticks and placed them in Qiao Ruoying's bowl. He said, "My subordinates have already investigated thoroughly. When Cen Guangsheng was handling the Longhu project, he accepted bribes from a number of questionable companies. In addition, a large amount of loans from the City Bank disappeared. Throwing this evidence in front of Cen Guangsheng, I don't believe he will dare to make a fuss."
"Qin Zheng, the director of the Anti-Corruption Bureau of Province F, was my father's college classmate. I call him Uncle Qin. I'll let him know when the time comes."
Jiang Zong also said it lightly.
Hearing him say this, Ms. Qiao Li finally felt relieved. She knew better than anyone what power and connections meant in a small town. Back then, the Cen family had always used their power to crush a commoner like her. Now, she could make Cen Guangsheng experience the same pain.
Since Jiang Zong also knows the people above, everything will be easy.
There was no extra room in the Qiao family's small apartment for Jiang Zongye to live in. According to the local customs in Huaxian County, it was not reasonable for a daughter to live in her mother's house and sleep in the same room with her boyfriend.
Jiang Zongye had learned about the local customs before coming here, so after sitting for half an hour after dinner, he consciously said to Qiao Li: "Auntie, it's getting late. I'm going back to the hotel. You should also go to bed early."
Hearing him take the initiative to say goodbye, Qiao Li was very satisfied and said, "Then take care. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. Come to our place for New Year's Eve dinner."
"Of course, Auntie." Jiang Zong also curled his lips and agreed in a deep voice.
Qiao Ruoying glanced at him, her eyes crescent with a smile. Her mother was willing to let Jiang Zong stay for the New Year's Eve dinner, which meant he had passed the assessment.
Moreover, she could sense that Jiang Zong had wanted to apologize to her mother several times for the previous investigation, but her mother had not opened her mouth to him, indicating that her mother had let the matter go and did not care about it anymore.
"Xiaoying, go downstairs and see Xiaojiang off. Go home before 11 o'clock, don't be too late." Qiao Li said.
"good."
Qiao Ruoying responded, and the two young men went downstairs.
Ms. Qiao Li listened to the two people's footsteps, one deep and one shallow, at the stairs, and couldn't help shaking her head and laughing.
This sweet and sticky atmosphere is only found between young lovers. Looking at the way Xiaoying and Xiaojiang look at each other, it is so hot and passionate that I am afraid they have done what young couples do.
As a mother, she had to strike a balance. She asked her eldest daughter to send Jiang Zong downstairs to give the young man a private space to satisfy his craving, but Xiaoying still had to go home at night, otherwise it would be inappropriate.
At this moment, in the Audi A8 downstairs, the unruly young couple were kissing each other passionately. Qiao Ruoying was held on Jiang Zongye's lap, and her arms climbed onto his broad and straight shoulders. As his tongue swept and licked her, she left shallow scratches on his shoulders.
The contact of their lips sent a tingling sensation through their bodies. Jiang Zong also pressed her cheeks, sucking and kissing her plump lower lip vigorously until it became brighter and fuller, like a fully bloomed rose petal.
Qiao Ruoying couldn't stand his kiss, which was sometimes violent and sometimes gentle. Tears welled up in her eyes and threatened to fall. Her hands rubbed against his clothes, pushing him away.
She asked Jiang Zongye in a trembling voice: "Tell me, tell me...Does mom know what we have done?"
"Nonsense." Jiang Zongye's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes dark, and when he stared at her, it was as if there was an abyss, completely drowning her. "Mom has been through it all, she understands."
"Woo..." Qiao Ruoying was embarrassed. She made a sound like a small animal and buried her face in her hands.
Jiang Zong also lifted a strand of hair from her ear, held her delicate face, and explained to her:
"Actually, what Mom meant was that you have to go home tonight. As for what happens to us during the day, she has no right to interfere. Why don't you come to see me tomorrow?"
Go find him during the day and have a good time?
As soon as this thought popped up in her mind, Qiao Ruoying suddenly felt something was overflowing, and she had to go back and wash her underwear.
But her mind was still bound by the idea of being a good daughter, and she refused angrily:
"That won't work. I have to put up spring couplets at home tomorrow and prepare New Year's gifts for worshiping the gods with my mother."
Jiang Zong also lifted her face and thought with amusement, this little girl has such a pretty face, how could she say such "heartless" words?
"What about your husband? He's been holding it in for a few days and he's going to get sick."
In fact, he was not the only one who was holding it in. Qiao Ruoying felt that she was also holding it in and was about to burst, just like a kitten without an owner to feed it, with her stomach flat with hunger.
But she felt she could still hold it in.
She blinked her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, and her voice was sweet and innocent.
"Can't you DIY it yourself?"
As she spoke, she glanced at his right hand, as if she could imagine the scene.
"I'll give you all my little clothes."
Jiang Zong also chuckled and kissed her cheek.
"You are right here, why should I bother DIYing and sending away beggars?"
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The author has something to say: Jiang Ge: I won’t let you DIY, I will fuck you. [Sunglasses][Sunglasses]
Xiaoying: Shut up, you idiot! [spread hands][spread hands]
Brother Jiang is about to win the girl, and the main story is about to end! I guess it will be in the next few days. Tomorrow is Sunday, and Asi will take a day off. Then on Monday, I will serve delicious food to everyone. Thank you for your anticipation. [pat head][pat head]
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