Chapter 22 After the rain, the ruffian suddenly became a husband.
The elevator door is ten meters away from the front door of the house. The place is spacious, with sofas and several tables for making tea, making it a small living room where you can rest.
They should come here often when Song Jili is not at home. After getting off the elevator, they sit on the sofa with ease, take out Dahongpao from the cupboard, and make tea skillfully.
The four of them were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't notice Chen Cheng standing behind the mahogany shelf.
Fang Xiaomin opened the lid, fanned it with his hand, took a deep breath of the tea aroma, and said, "Jili is really generous. He put the special-grade Dahongpao directly in the cabinet where he can easily get it. One day, when you two finish drinking it, he won't even notice it."
"Specially supplied?" Qian Xincai picked up the plain porcelain jar, took a close look and smelled it, but didn't feel anything special.
Fang Xiaomin made tea with smooth movements, neither fast nor slow, and gave Qian Xincai some scientific knowledge: "This is not an ordinary red robe tree, this is a mother tree, a century-old ancient tree, which only produces a small amount every year. A kilogram of tea leaves is worth tens of millions, and it is not circulated in the market. You can't buy it without some connections."
Qian Xincai was stunned. She didn't expect that a few pieces of tea leaves had such a great origin. A small jar could be worth tens of thousands of dollars. She became more cautious in her movements.
"Sister Xiao Min, how do you know all this?" Qian Xincai asked.
Fang Xiaomin smiled elegantly and said, "I used to go to the tea garden with Ji Li often. I heard him talk about it so many times that I remembered it."
Fang Xiaomin added: "Later, he took over the family tea business. Everyone thought it was incredible that someone like him was suitable for selling tea. He grew up with his grandmother, and no one could compare to him when it comes to knowledge. It's no surprise that he was able to make the business a success."
Qian Xincai said with a smile: "I said that the one who understands Second Uncle the best is Sister Xiao Min. I'm afraid Second Uncle would only tell you about these things."
Fang Xiaomin smiled and took a sip of tea.
Fang Xiuqi and Sang Yi, who wanted to drink some tea to moisten their throats, exchanged glances and both read impatience in each other's eyes.
"Who cares if it's a mother tree or a sapling? Uncle puts it on the shelf just to make tea, right?" Fang Xiuqi sneered. "Uncle's teahouses are all over the country, and he has more than just this jar of precious tea."
Sang Yi smiled and said to himself in a gloomy tone, "I am not as knowledgeable as Sister Xiao Min. I don't know that this cup of tea is almost more valuable than my life. I don't know how to taste tea. I am just an old cow chewing grass. Second uncle must have better ones, otherwise why would he put them on the shelf outside the door for anyone to take. I have drunk the teas on the top several times, but I can't taste any difference. I thought they were just ordinary tea leaves. What a waste of resources."
"Brother Yi, how can you talk like that!" Qian Xincai pushed Sang Yi's arm, "You sound like you've been bitten by a firecracker."
Sang Yi folded his hands nonchalantly and shrugged: "My words are second only to my second uncle's in being unpleasant to the ears. I'm sorry."
Chen Cheng listened to them talking for a few minutes, hesitating whether to just walk over.
"Ma'am, why are you standing here?"
Mother Wu's voice rang out at the elevator entrance.
She had a loud voice and when she howled, everything could be heard.
The four of them looked over at the same time.
Chen Cheng quickly turned around to avoid their gaze.
Under the influence of Song Jili, Wu's mother was very nervous about Chen Cheng. If something went wrong, she would rush to call Song Jili.
Not caring about the visitor at home, he stepped forward to support Chen Cheng and asked with concern: "It's cold outside in Jiangdu in winter, and it's even colder inside. Come back inside."
Mother Wu carried the dishes in one hand and protected Chen Cheng with the other as they walked in.
The four of them noticed Chen Cheng and looked embarrassed as they remembered that they had taken the same elevator up.
Chen Cheng passed by them, grabbed Wu's mother and pointed.
Mrs. Wu responded, "I see. Madam, please go inside first. Don't get sick from the cold. The last time you were sick, your husband was very nervous."
Chen Cheng smiled slightly and said in sign language: Got it.
Mother Wu learned a few sentences from Assistant Jiang in her spare time and could understand a little. She said, "Don't worry, I'll do it. You go in."
Chen Cheng went in first.
Mother Wu only knew Fang Xiuqi, who had frequent contacts with Song Jili and was on good terms with him, so she asked, "Mr. Fang, are you going to go inside or sit outside and wait for Mr. Fang to come back?"
Qian Xincai was about to walk forward with Fang Xiaomin, but Fang Xiuqi interrupted them: "Auntie Wu, please turn on the heating. We can just wait outside."
Sang Yi didn't even move his butt. "After all, Second Uncle hasn't formally introduced us to each other yet. It would be rude to go in. Let's just sit outside."
He said this while looking at Qian Xincai.
Qian Xincai understood his sarcasm and blushed in embarrassment, but she felt more aggrieved and felt that something was implied for her, which would make anyone unhappy if they heard it.
"We can't waste good tea, so we have to sit outside." Fang Xiaomin helped Qian Xincai sit down and poured her tea.
Qian Xincai walked down the stairs, took a sip of hot tea, and looked at Fang Xiaomin with gratitude.
"It's okay." Fang Xiaomin whispered to comfort her.
Fang Xiuqi couldn't help but roll his eyes inwardly.
Sang Yi, who was sitting on the other side of the sofa, looked calm, but he was actually sending private messages to Fang Xiuqi frantically, wishing he could smash the screen of his phone.
Sang Yi: [Are you crazy? Bring your cousin along.]
Fang Xiuqi: [I only see her a few times a year, how did I know I would run into her at home?]
Sang Yi asked angrily: [You brought it here when you saw it? You deserve a beating! ]
Fang Xiuqi complained: "I didn't bring her. I left after a few words of greeting. I didn't know that Lao Qian's cousin brought her along."
Sang Yi scolded them all: [Old Qian is the same, why would he bring his cousin to play with us? All of you are good at making trouble instead of helping others! ]
Fang Xiuqi was also annoyed: [Stop cursing, think about how to explain to my second uncle. ]
Sang Yicai was too lazy to care. He didn't bring the person here, so there was no need to put himself in Song Jili's crosshairs: [You tell the truth yourself, it's none of my business! ]
As expected, their friendship could not withstand the slightest test, and a small incident could bring them down.
The two of them waited anxiously for Song Jili to get off work. On the other side, on the double sofa, Fang Xiaomin taught Qian Xincai how to taste tea.
When Song Jili returned home and saw the four people, he had a blank expression on his face and walked past them.
After knocking on the door, Song Jili asked Mrs. Wu, "Is the madam home?"
"Yes, he's probably sleeping." Mother Wu forgot there was a guest outside the door. After Song Jili came in, she closed the door directly.
Sang Yi held his head, rolled around on the sofa, and said pitifully, "I saw that we were abandoned."
Fang Xiuqi had long seen how much Song Jili cared about Chen Cheng, as if he was holding a night-shining pearl, a treasure in his heart.
So I didn't go into the house at first so as not to disturb Chen Cheng.
More than ten minutes later, Song Jili opened the door. He had changed out of his black coat and suit and was wearing simple home clothes.
Sang Yi thought, is this what a married man looks like?
The first thing I do when I get home is to find my wife, and the second thing is to change into clean clothes.
The ruffian suddenly changed into a husband, tsk tsk tsk…
Song Jili folded his hands and asked them coldly: "What's the matter?"
Qian Xincai said, "Second Uncle heard that you guys are going on a river cruise on New Year's Eve, and my brother asked me to go along. Can I bring Sister Xiaomin along?"
Song Jili did not respond immediately and fell into a brief silence. Finally, he said, "I need to ask my wife about this. Wait a moment."
The door closed again.
Qian Xincai muttered, "Why do you have to ask others? Doesn't the cruise ship belong to my second uncle?"
"They are husband and wife, they have their own discussions, what does it have to do with you?" Sang Yi said with a smile.
Qian Xincai turned away angrily, and Fang Xiaomin stepped forward to comfort her: "I heard that Miss Chen has a speech disorder and cannot speak. It is normal to take care of her feelings."
After hearing this, Qian Xincai felt much better.
Sang Yi twitched the corners of his lips. He couldn't stand it anymore and sent a message to complain again.
Sang Yi: [Fang Xiuqi, you have to pay for my mental damages. Thinking about me hanging out with a fool like Qian Xincai, and people thinking we are close, I really want to die.]
Fang Xiuqi was not very reassured about the two of them: [I will talk to Qian Zhou.]
Sang Yi: [Hurry up, I have stupidity. ]
Fang Xiuqi: [Let me think about how to tell Qian Zhou.]
After all, we are brothers, so we should be more tactful in our words.
Sang Yi didn't care about that and said in a flash: [It would be strange if Qian Xincai and the others went with us. We usually get together on New Year's Eve. Chen Cheng is the second uncle's family member, and we are not familiar with them.]
These people are all good friends who have been playing together for many years. Sang Yi wants to have a relaxed time and doesn't want to be distracted by taking care of unfamiliar people.
They were arguing in the WeChat chat box until Song Jili opened the door.
"You guys go first. Chengcheng and I will go later." Song Jili stood at the door, unwilling to take a step out.
Fang Xiuqi wanted to take Qian Xincai and Fang Xiaomin away as soon as possible. The two of them spoke without restraint and always unconsciously took the initiative, which made Chen Cheng unhappy. What should he do? Song Jili now treated them like treasures and could not be touched at all.
Qian Xincai said, "Second Uncle, please come with us. Sister Xiaomin has returned to China. You two haven't seen each other for a long time. It's a good opportunity for us to catch up on the way."
Fang Xiaomin pretended not to hear and said nothing.
"What good is there for them to talk about? They are not familiar with each other." Sang Yi really couldn't stand Qian Xincai's self-righteousness.
She was flirting with the man openly at the doorstep while her wife was still inside.
Qian Xincai was not convinced and retorted, "How can they not be familiar with each other? They were high school classmates and college alumni. Sister Xiaomin knew Uncle Er earlier than you did!"
"Xincai, it's done."
Fang Xiaomin held Qian Xincai and said sympathetically, "Tonight's game was arranged by Ji Li, so we just need to follow his instructions."
Qian Xincai snorted and pulled Fang Xiaomin to go ahead.
Fang Xiuqi watched them enter the elevator and said to Song Jili, "If you feel uncomfortable, I can help you find an excuse not to let Fang Xiaomin board the cruise ship."
"No need." Song Jili rejected it calmly, "I'm going into the house, please be careful on the way."
The door closed and Song Jili walked slowly towards the cloakroom.
Inside the house, Chen Cheng carefully selected clothes to wear tomorrow and also sorted out Song Jili's spare clothes.
Chen Cheng was halfway through packing when he looked up and asked him: Will they wait too long?
Song Jili squatted in front of her, without lending a hand, and just looked at her: "It's okay, you continue to collect."
Chen Cheng avoided his gaze, folded his sweater, and protested: Don't stare at me.
"You look good." Song Jili touched her cheek.
Chen Cheng stood up quickly, ran out of the cloakroom, and gestured, "Pack it yourself, my clothes have already been put away."
Song Jili smiled and packed the suitcase again.
In fact, Chen Cheng's housework ability can be described as very poor, but she insists on tidying up his clothes. Song Jili guessed that the reason was probably because she saw her sister-in-law at home tidying up her brother's cloakroom, so she felt that this was one of her obligations.
Song Jili didn't mind the trouble and let her clean up, and then he would tidy it up himself later.
He never exposed her, but rather enjoyed it.
Chen Cheng hid in the bedroom, curled up on the small sofa, thought of the four people at the door of his house, trotted to the door in slippers, and looked out through the cat's eye.
The person is gone.
"Let's go." Song Jili walked silently and appeared quietly.
Chen Cheng was startled and covered his chest.
Song Jili took the down jacket, spread it out, and motioned for her to come over and put it on.
Just because she had been sick once, Song Jili was afraid that she would fall ill again, so he asked her to wear an ugly hat every time.
Either she had a ball of yarn on her head that was bigger than her face, or she had two silly balls of yarn hanging from her head.
After Chen Cheng put on his gloves, he looked at the "ball" in the floor-length mirror, then looked at Song Jili, who was wearing a simple black turtleneck sweater and coat. Standing next to him, she looked even shorter than she already was, and they also had two different styles of dressing.
The driver took them to the dock, and Chen Cheng felt awkward standing at the foot of the tall cruise ship.
She was worried that when she met his friends later, they would find out that she was dumb. How would they view Song Jili? Would they also be prejudiced against him?
Song Jili seemed to notice her subtle changes in mood. He put his arm around her shoulders, leaned close to her ear, and chatted with her to ease her tension.
"We're having a seafood dinner tonight. Are there any dietary restrictions?" he asked.
Chen Cheng gestured with his ten fingers, which had become plump and round after wearing gloves: I am allergic to lobsters.
"Okay, I've made a note of that." The first thing Song Jili did after boarding the cruise ship was to tell the staff about the foods that Chen Cheng was not allowed to eat and asked them to notify the kitchen.
On the way to the room, Song Jili said to her, "They and I have a good relationship. We have played together since childhood. You don't have to be too restrained. Later, big brother will bring A Ling along."
Chen Cheng's eyes sparkled, and he was looking forward to tonight's activities. He asked: "Is Ah Ling coming too? Didn't she say there was a New Year's Eve party?"
"The show has been moved forward. I'll come over after it ends." Song Jili felt a little jealous. She was so happy to hear that Liang Yanling was coming to play, but he persuaded her several times before she was willing to participate in tonight's event.
The size of the cruise ship room is about the same as the bedroom at home. Chen Cheng had no interest in sightseeing, so he changed into comfortable clothes, leaned against the window, held his cell phone, and chatted privately with Liang Yanling.
Song Jili packed his luggage and said, "Let's go. I'll take you to meet them."
Chen Cheng's smile gradually faded. He wanted to ask if he had to go, but was afraid of spoiling Song Jili's interest, so he stuffed his phone under the pillow, stood up and walked towards him.
The cruise ship is big, and I was worried that she might get lost and not be able to find anyone.
Song Jili reminded: "Bring your cell phone."
Chen Cheng wanted to leave under the pretext of looking for his phone, but before he could do anything, he blocked his way.
In the cruise ship's living room, three men were playing billiard, while Qian Xincai and Fang Xiaomin were chatting at the bar.
Song Jili led Chen Cheng into the house, and Qian Zhou was the first to notice: "Second uncle and second aunt, they are here!"
Fang Xiuqi weighed the club in his hand and said, "The kitchen is preparing the food. Uncle, do you want to play a round with me during this time?"
"Want to add some excitement?" Sang Yi loves to watch the fun.
Song Jili caught a glimpse of Chen Cheng out of the corner of her eye. With so many people around, she was tense and nervous, and gave up the idea of introducing them to each other.
I thought, after she gets used to the environment, it won’t be too late to introduce her to her at the dinner table.
He settled Chen Cheng on the sofa and said, "Sit for a while. We can have dinner soon."
Chen Cheng nodded obediently.
Song Jili had already left. Seeing her soft and cute look of letting others do whatever they wanted, he stepped back and ruffled her hair.
Chen Cheng pouted in dissatisfaction, wondering if this guy was crazy, as he always had to mess up her hair.
The four of them started a new game, half focusing on playing and half focusing on chatting about what had happened in Jiangdu recently, covering a wide range of topics.
Chen Cheng looked around quietly, his eyes met with the two people at the bar. He nodded as a greeting, then lowered his head to play with his phone.
Recently, Liang Yanling recommended a game to Chen Cheng.
——Fruit Match 3.
No need to be online, you can play by yourself.
Chen Cheng had nothing to do and had already played up to level 90, but was stuck at level 91.
The most unsettling part for Chen Cheng finally happened before the meal.
Song Jili introduced them to each other. Faced with their long introduction, Chen Cheng could only respond with a smile.
Maybe Song Jili had informed them in advance, so they didn't ask her.
Chen Cheng was not familiar with them, and subconsciously moved closer to Song Jili, as if he would only feel safe by sticking to his arm.
Song Jili followed suit and gently put his arms around her.
The few people had known each other since childhood. After drinking, they talked about their past embarrassing moments and exposed each other's shortcomings.
"Aqi, when you were in college, you skipped classes to go on dates, and I was the one who took your place every time. I'm really loyal." Sang Yi boasted to himself and rewarded himself with half a glass of wine.
Qian Zhou laughed and said, "In the end, I failed the professional course exam, and my girlfriend got together with my junior who ranked first in the major."
Fang Xiuqi: "Stop making fun of me, or you will die."
"Yes, I've said it before. This will leave a criminal record, Brother Shenqing." Sang Yi called Fang Xiuqi by his nickname.
Qian Zhou couldn't stop laughing when he heard the nickname.
Chen Cheng smiled secretly and listened silently, wanting to know if there were any interesting stories about Song Jili's past.
"So many interesting things happened after I went abroad to study." Fang Xiaomin interrupted, "I still remember when I was in high school, you often came to borrow my homework so that I could participate in club activities."
Sang Yi's expression was full of emotion, but he stopped smiling when he heard this.
"Sister Xiaomin, you shouldn't have gone abroad. It was so sudden. I missed you so much." Qian Xincai sighed, "If you hadn't gone abroad, you and your second uncle would have definitely gotten engaged after graduating from college."
Her thoughtless remark froze the expressions of everyone at the table.
Qian Xincai realized that she had said the wrong thing, pursed her lips, and didn't know what to do.
Chen Cheng seemed to have heard some old romantic stories and fell silent along with everyone else, but... why were they all looking at her suddenly?
Several people first observed Song Jili's expression, and then looked at Chen Cheng.
Her reaction largely determines Song Jili's attitude.
Fortunately, Chen Cheng did not show a bad expression and even drank a sip of the fresh soup.
"Don't joke, I just consider Ji Li a friend." Fang Xiaomin said with a smile, changing the subject, "I heard that you took over the family tea house business, so you don't plan to fly anymore? It would be a pity if you didn't fly. You studied aircraft major when you were in aviation school. Even if you don't fly, you should go to the R&D department, which is more suitable for you."
Song Jili said calmly: "It's fine now."
"It's not surprising when you think about it. This is the you I know." Fang Xiaomin raised his glass to him, "We meet again after a long time. Cheers."
Song Jili looked at Chen Cheng.
Chen Cheng didn't understand what he meant.
This means... asking her to help take this glass?
It’s not so good, after all, Fang Xiaomin is celebrating their reunion after a long separation.
Chen Cheng buried his head and ate seriously, pretending that he didn't see it.
Fang Xiaomin held up the glass, feeling somewhat embarrassed, and was just about to find a step to sit down when Song Jili picked up the glass and clinked it with his.
Only then did the other people at the table dare to breathe deeply.
I thought the matter was over.
Suddenly.
Song Jili stood up, said he was full, and left without looking back.
Everyone was stunned. What was going on?
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