Chapter 162 I Really Like You
In the blink of an eye, it was New Year's Eve.
Jiang Cha prepares the New Year's Eve dinner with his family.
Amid the sound of firecrackers, the family gathered together and toasted.
After eating and drinking, everyone sat on the sofa eating fruits and snacks, chatting, and waiting for the new year to begin.
The men in the family all drank, not too much or too little. Huo Jingye talked about everything under the sun. Huo Tingkun and Huo Jingchuan were indeed from the army. Both father and son were of the same character. After getting drunk, they would just laugh foolishly.
Just like that, one person talked, two people laughed, and Wu Xiaocao, a mere spectator, listened attentively on the side.
Jiang Cha simply went to the kitchen and made some sobering soup for these men.
Ye Surong sat alone knitting a sweater. Looking at the happy scene in front of her, she felt extremely warm.
Snowflakes are falling outside.
Jiang Cha looked out through the kitchen window. The previous white on the ground had not disappeared, and new white had been added.
The conditions in the family housing complex in Beijing are better than those in Chuncheng.
The house is much bigger than the one in Chuncheng, with four rooms in total and a small courtyard in front.
There was a kang burning in the room, so it was warm and not cold at all.
Ye Surong put down her sweater, walked into the kitchen and chatted with Jiang Cha.
"Chacha, what are you daydreaming about?"
"Mom, look, isn't the snow here bigger and thicker than in Spring City?"
"Yes, it doesn't snow every year in Spring City. I remember one year when it snowed particularly heavily. You were still little at that time, and you rolled around in the snow in our yard. No matter how much I called you, you refused to come into the house. I was so mad!"
"I remember that night, I had a high fever and was sick for half a month!"
In fact, at that time, Jiang Cha was still happy in that home.
When she was a child, she didn't understand the feelings between adults.
In addition, Ye Surong and Jiang Guodong disguised themselves very well in front of others, and were no different from other loving couples.
They look, even better.
They never had a hysterical quarrel. Except for going back to their own rooms at night, they were a loving couple from any angle.
Then, when did it start to change?
It was probably after Wang Guifang came.
She openly favored Jiang Cheng and was harsh on her.
Every day she kept repeating in Jiang Guodong's ear the difference between the Jiang family's only child and a money-losing commodity.
As a result, Jiang Guodong's attitude towards her changed from indifferent to cold as ice.
"Mom, do you know? Wang Guifang is dead."
"I heard from your uncle Huo."
"I didn't feel sad at all. I even felt happy."
Jiang Cha stopped stirring the soup with the spatula in his hand and turned to look at Ye Surong.
"I'm so cold-blooded that even I'm scared!"
Whether it is Wang Guifang, Jiang Guodong or Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cha wondered if she was born with Jiang Guodong's blood, and that her nature was as cold and indifferent as his.
She felt terrified.
Yesterday, after returning from Chen's house, bizarre scenes kept appearing in Jiang Cha's mind.
"Tell me, will I become a cold-blooded monster like Jiang Guodong and Wang Guifen?"
"No, Chacha, you are different from them."
Ye Surong shook her head firmly.
"Everyone is born with both good and evil in their bones. As long as you can grasp this balance, you will be a very good person."
She smoothed the loose hair hanging in front of Jiang Cha's forehead behind her ears to prevent it from blocking her view.
"If you were truly a cold-blooded person, you wouldn't have such concerns. A truly bad person never thinks they are bad, and a good person never thinks they are good."
Jiang Cha seemed to understand something, but also seemed to understand nothing.
"Then if Jiang Guodong appeared in front of you again, how would you feel?"
"What does it feel like?"
Ye Surong thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps, I don't care whether he will show up or not. He has already been eliminated from my life."
"Mom, I may not be that generous."
Ye Surong looked at her...
Bang!
I don’t know whose house it was that set off the spring thunder, but the huge sound spread throughout the entire family compound.
Soon after, the sound of artillery fire became louder and louder.
The clock on the wall moved to twelve o'clock.
Jiang Cha hugged Ye Surong and said, "Happy New Year, Mom!"
"Happy New Year!"
Jiang Cha rushed to the living room and shouted to everyone: "Happy New Year!"
"Is it time yet?"
Huo Jingye seemed to wake up all of a sudden, "Let's go set off firecrackers too!"
It just so happened that he bought some interesting firecrackers.
"Come on, Xiaocao, I'll take you to be the leader of the kids again!"
"Really? Then can I set off the firecrackers myself?"
Wu Xiaocao followed Huo Jingye.
Huo Jingye shook his head without hesitation, "No."
"I'll just put one, just one, okay? Second brother..."
"We are young people after all, that's just different. I can't do this. I can't stand it any longer. I need to go to bed quickly."
Staying up until twelve o'clock was already Ye Surong's limit.
She waved her hand: "You all go out and play, I'm going to sleep."
"I'm with you. I'm sleepy too."
Huo Tingkun just stood up and felt a little dizzy.
Ye Surong supported him and said, "Tell me about you, don't you know how to drink less at home?"
"Mom, please ask Uncle Huo to drink the hangover soup before going to sleep."
Jiang Cha hurriedly scooped a bowl of sobering soup for Huo Tingkun and brought it to Huo Tingkun and Ye Surong's room.
Ye Surong had a hard time helping Huo Tingkun back to the room. On the sofa, there was Huo Jingchuan, still grinning foolishly.
"Then Jingchuan..."
"It's okay. You go take care of Uncle Huo. Big brother is here. I'll help him to his room."
"Okay, then you should go to bed early too!"
Ye Surong's door was locked.
Suddenly, a head appeared on Jiang Cha's neck.
"What about me? Where's my hangover soup?"
A strong smell of alcohol hit her face. Jiang Cha looked around nervously for a moment before she smiled and replied, "You have it too."
She raised her hand and scratched Huo Jingchuan's furry hair, which was a little prickly.
"Go back to your room first, I'll go scoop it for you."
"good!"
Every time Huo Jingchuan gets drunk, he is too well-behaved.
Jiang Cha helped Huo Jingchuan to his own room without much effort.
There are four rooms. Since Huo Jingye will not be staying here for a long time, Huo Jingchuan temporarily lives in the same room with Huo Jingye.
It was fine originally.
The moment Jiang Cha let go of his hand, Huo Jingchuan's tall body fell backwards and fell on the middle of the bed with his legs spread out.
He took Jiang Cha down with him and threw himself on Huo Jingchuan's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.
"Cha Cha, I really, really... like you so much!"
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