Tell lies without thinking
Jiang Shanhai, who was behind him, heard the voice and turned back to greet him warmly: "Xiao Nan is here, don't stand at the door, come in."
Jiang Qing took the milk tea from his hand, glanced at what he was holding in his other hand, moved aside, and followed him into the living room.
Jiang Shanhai saw the bag in Lin Nanyan's hand at a glance, "Hey, what else did you bring here, kid? If you act like this, I won't dare to let you come here again." He said in feigned anger.
This child is so sensible, so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.
"It's nothing, Uncle Jiang, just some fruit. I bought it when I passed by on my way home from school. I couldn't finish it by myself, so I brought it up for you and Aunt Wang to try." Lin Nanyan changed into slippers and responded as he walked.
Hearing this, Jiang Qing glanced at him.
On the way home from school? Did you buy it on the way?
She went home with him after school, so how could she not see him? This guy lied without thinking, without changing his expression. I really admire him.
But she didn't expose him and watched Lin Nanyan obediently hand over the fruit.
Jiang Shanhai took it and took a look at it, then said in surprise, "The only thing missing for this meal is fruit. Jiang Jiang, come over and arrange the fruit on the plate so we can start eating."
"Oh." Jiang Qing responded. She walked over and found the bag was full of her favorite fruits, including cherries, bayberries and mulberries.
I have to say, Lin Nanyan is quite picky.
Wang Hong went to the kitchen to get the dipping sauce, and put the washed fruits back into the cupboard and covered them with a lid. Jiang Shanhai followed closely behind. They looked at each other in the kitchen, and walked out as if nothing had happened, only to find the two children still standing there talking.
"Come sit down and have a meal." Jiang Shanhai greeted.
The large brown log dining table was filled with dishes. In the center was a pot of beef stewed with potatoes. The soft potatoes were accompanied by the fragrance of beef, and the aroma was everywhere. Next to it were cold lotus root slices, vinegar-fried bean sprouts, pan-fried dumplings, beef bone soup... There were all kinds of dishes in full color, and the table was full.
Jiang Shanhai placed a plate in front of Jiang Qing. "Your mother brought out vinegar and chili peppers. If you want, you can add them separately."
This is the unique way of eating in Jiang Qing's family. After all, her family can't cook two pots of rice for every meal, so sometimes, her parents will serve the dishes and let Jiang Qing add seasonings by herself.
She took it and scooped out some potatoes and beef, then added a little bit of chili.
Although she is a heavy fan of spicy and sour flavors, her taste is also normal, because too spicy or too sour will cover up the taste of the food itself. It seems that no matter what ingredients she eats, she will only add a little spiciness to the food if it is delicious. She is very flexible in adjusting her taste.
After ordering her own meal, she held up the chili jar and asked Lin Nanyan, who was sitting next to her, "Would you like some?"
"No. Uncle Jiang's cooking is delicious." Lin Nanyan refused righteously.
Jiang Qing: ...
Do I look like a clown to you?
It was like exclaiming, "Wow, he learns so fast, he's so good at it." Although she had told him to praise her father more, she hadn't expected him to be so cunning and beat her, the old wave, to death on the beach.
Jiang Shanhai's two big eyes narrowed into slits, and he said happily: "Really? Then you should eat more. You are not allowed to leave until you are full."
Jiang Qing put down the can of chili peppers and said, "If you can do it, I'll eat it myself."
Wang Hong scooped a bowl of bone soup for Lin Nanyan and placed it in front of him. "Drink this. Drinking a bowl of soup before dinner is good for your stomach. These are large bones that your uncle carefully selected from the beef. They are very nutritious."
"Thank you, Auntie." Lin Nanyan lowered his head and tasted the bone soup. The rich flavor spread in his mouth, soothing and warming his empty stomach.
"The radish is soft and rotten, with a strong bone aroma. It tastes very good." He looked up and smiled at Wang Hong.
"If it tastes good, drink more. You look so thin." Wang Hong was very pleased. Xiaonan was good in every way except that he was too thin. He was very long and didn't want to gain any more weight.
She turned around and scooped a bowl of bone soup for her daughter, saying disdainfully, "Don't just eat the meat, drink some soup. It's not good to eat so much spicy food."
Jiang Qing pretended not to hear and hummed perfunctorily. She took a sip of milk tea and a bite of meat, eating without even raising her head.
Jiang Shanhai pushed the plate of cold dishes and said, "I remember you like lotus root slices. Try this."
Lin Nanyan's hand paused slightly. He picked up the lotus root slices with chopsticks and put them in his mouth. They were crispy, sweet and slightly spicy.
He raised his head, the corners of his lips curled up, "Well, thank you, Uncle Jiang, the seafood adds freshness, very refreshing."
"Why are you being so polite to me? Come whenever you want to eat, and uncle will make it for you." Jiang Shanhai said with a smile. As a chef, the proudest thing is the praise from diners. Xiaonan is indeed a good foodie, and he can always taste the little tricks he adds.
Today's side dish was specially made with a mixture of seaweed crumbs and homemade shrimp paste, but his daughter and wife didn't notice the difference of this dish at all, and neither of them had any reaction.
Fortunately, there is Xiaonan.
He picked up another handful of food for Lin Nanyan and said, "Eat more. Uncle will give you enough."
Lin Nanyan quickly picked up the bowl to take it. Jiang Qing couldn't stand it any longer: "Just eat your own food. Don't pick up my food and I pick up yours. It's so troublesome and makes you drool everywhere."
Wang Hong's face fell instantly. She tapped her bowl with her chopsticks: "Eat yours. You're the only one with a big mouth."
Turning around, he smiled again: "Nannan, don't listen to her nonsense. We are using serving chopsticks. Eat more. You will look better if you are fatter. You are too thin now."
"Okay." Lin Nanyue tried hard to stuff rice into his mouth, his cheeks bulging like a hamster hoarding food.
The family had a lively meal together.
After finishing the meal, Jiang Shanhai stood up to clear the table. After hesitating for a moment, he asked Lin Nanyan, "Tomorrow is Saturday. Will your dad... come back?"
"I'm not coming back." Lin Nanyue piled all the bowls on the table together.
Wang Hong poked Jiang Shanhai with her hand.
Jiang Shanhai paused, then smiled again. "Don't come back. That's fine too. Well, come to my house this weekend and help Jiang Jiang with her homework."
"Look at her grades, next..."
"Cough cough." Jiang Qing coughed hard to alert her father.
If you have something to say, just say it. Don’t bring up my grades.
Jiang Shanhai paused, then quickly continued, "Ah, I mean, although Jiang Jiang's grades are pretty stable, learning is like that; if you don't make progress, you'll regress. You can do your homework with her, and we can study together and improve together."
I was so scared, I almost got exposed.
Lin Nanyan seemed to have seen and heard nothing, and was busy tidying up the dishes. He hummed nonchalantly.
"Okay, I'll help Jiang Jiang with her homework."
"Okay, it's settled then. Remember to come tomorrow." Jiang Shanhai wanted to pat Lin Nanyan's shoulder, but Lin Nanyan was too tall, even taller than an adult like him. He raised his hand and turned it in a direction, and his hand naturally fell on Lin Nanyan's back.
Lin Nanyan turned to go into the kitchen to get a rag to wipe the table, but Wang Hong waved him away: "No need for you, you two can go play in your room."
Lin Nanyan was about to say something else when Jiang Qing pulled him over.
"Let's go, we don't need you here." As she pushed Lin Nanyan into the bedroom, she turned her head and shouted to her parents who were clearing the table, "Mom and Dad, let's go in first."
In the room, Jiang Qing closed the door, pulled over a chair, and asked Lin Nanyan to sit next to her.
He took a look and saw that the desk was covered with study materials, with colorful marks on them, as well as the notes he had borrowed that morning.
Jiang Qing held her cheek, blinked her big eyes and looked at Lin Nanyan without saying a word.
The person in front of her was sitting on a chair, with a pair of long legs that had nowhere to rest, stretched into the darkness under the table. He folded his hands casually in front of his chest, completely changing his well-behaved appearance in front of her parents just now. He leaned against the back of the chair and sat there lazily.
The whole person lets go of that energy, feeling extra relaxed, natural and lazy.
As if noticing that the girl's gaze stayed on her for too long, he glanced away.
"What do you want to do?"
The boy's voice was unexpectedly low at this time, with a little bit of magnetism, and very pleasant to the ear.
Whether it was the appearance, the voice, or the overall aura, she observed that it was really great.
"Nothing, I just wanted to see your face."
Hearing this, Lin Nanyan simply changed his posture, leaning forward and getting closer to Jiang Qing.
She held her breath and watched the boy's face enlarge in front of her. His brow bones were three-dimensional, his nose was straight, his skin was fair, and his lines were smooth. Even at such a close distance, he couldn't even see his pores.
The boy's hairstyle is messy and casual, coupled with broad shoulders, narrow waist and excellent body proportions, the whole person's aura has a hint of laziness and casualness, clean and refreshing, especially when his eyes are slightly lowered, there is a casual sexiness.
It's really strange, this person seems to be able to switch states at any time.
During the day, he is a top student who keeps strangers away and has a clean temperament. But at night, when he relaxes in a corner, he is very casual, as if he has opened the shackles on his body, and is free and unrestrained.
Jiang Qing looked at her with a professional eye and she could guarantee that she was truly a top model.
Why didn’t I notice it before? Was it because she hadn’t gotten started yet?
Lin Nanyan noticed Jiang Qing's burning gaze, looking him up and down at his face and body, studying him, and suddenly felt a strange feeling.
He suddenly withdrew and asked calmly, "Have you seen enough?"
Being suddenly interrupted, Jiang Qing felt a little regretful that Lin Nanyan retreated too quickly. She hadn't seen enough yet, but saying that would get her beaten.
She praised: "You have a really beautiful face."
Lin Nanyan turned sideways, very shocked. How could such words come out of Jiang Qing's mouth?
He asked in disbelief, "When did you heal your eyes?"
With a snap, the light that hit Lin Nanyan shattered into pieces.
Sure enough, Lin Dagou is still the same Lin Dagou. Even though he has a pretty face, he is still the same Lin Dagou.
Jiang Qing put down her hands, sat upright on the chair, and wrote and drew on the paper in front of her, cursing in her heart, "You are the blind one." She tried her best to restrain the bad words that were about to blurt out.
She tried to control her emotions, let out a breath, and turned back when she felt she could speak calmly.
Lin Nanyan just sat there, watching Jiang Qing wanting to say something but suppressing himself, watching Jiang Qing writing and drawing on paper, wishing he could poke a hole in the paper.
He just sat there watching, very curious.
What kind of conditions would Jiang Qing have to put forward to have such power to make her control her nature?
He didn't say anything, just waited quietly, waiting for Jiang Qing to calm down, waiting for Jiang Qing to speak.
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