Chapter 95: Is your brain hit?

Hang Chenggang didn't have any good impression of Qi Shaoming at all. Wasn't he asking for a beating by standing here at this time?

"Ni, I want to talk to you." Qi Shaoming is handsome and gentle, and when his eyes are focused on one person, he is very deceptive.

Otherwise, Hang Jingshu in his previous life wouldn't have plunged into it and couldn't get out.

"Talk about bullshit, I think you're looking for a beating!" Hang Chenggang handed the bicycle to his sister and rushed over to beat someone up.

Qi Shaoming just stood there straight and took Hang Chenggang's punch.

Hang Chenggang wanted to attack again, but was stopped by Hang Jingshu: "Brother! Don't pay attention to him, he is sick."

The two of them have nothing to do with each other in this life. He is standing here for no apparent reason. He must be sick or out of his mind.

Qi Shaoming covered his shoulder in pain and looked at Hang Jingshu with a sad look: "Can we talk this time?"

"cannot."

Hang Jingshu refused bluntly.

Qi Shaoming asked in disbelief: "Are you really going to be so cruel?"

Hang Jingshu was completely puzzled by his words.

No, this is just a drama queen. His acting skills are really bad.

If he had been less cunning, he might have been able to get into college, but now it's really disgusting to do this.

"I'm not heartless, but I think you're sick. If you dare to come to me again, I'll report you for being a hooligan, and then you can just wait to go to jail!"

Now is the period of severe crackdown. Once a person is accused of being a hooligan, he will be severely punished if he does not die.

Qi Shaoming had only found out where he worked and was thinking about moving back and forth. Hang Jingshu certainly wouldn't get used to him.

Besides, Qi Shaoming is still a college student and he doesn't dare to gamble with his future.

After hearing what Hang Jingshu said, Qi Shaoming's face turned pale as paper in an instant, as if all the blood in his body had been drained.

His lips trembled slightly, and he wanted to say something but no sound came out. He could only move a few times with a stammer.

Seeing this, Hang Chenggang raised his fist and threatened: "Do you understand? Hurry up and leave!"

If he dares to come closer again, I will definitely punch him in the face!

Qi Shaoming came this time just to get close to her.

In his opinion, the reason why Hang Jingshu was so cold now was just because he and Qin Ziyu were about to get engaged.

As long as he coaxes Hang Jingshu, he can still make her obedient!

By then, with the help of the Yan family, I won’t have to worry about my future!

If Hang Jingshu's family business was doing well, he would think it was good.

After all, although Qin Ziyu is beautiful, she is actually willful and capricious, not as obedient as Hang Jingshu.

He wants to do great things in the future, so he needs to marry a gentle and obedient wife.

Now that the Hang family has a business, they will definitely be able to support themselves in the future.

Qi Shaoming felt that he was right, everyone wanted to climb up.

As long as you succeed, everything can be said to be good.

This world is so cruel!

He miscalculated today; he didn't expect Hang Chenggang to be there too.

Hang Jingshu must like himself.

Anyway, there is still a long winter vacation, so he can take his time!

If I continue to stay here, I'm afraid nothing good will happen. I'm afraid I'll get beaten up like before.

Qi Shaoming himself is an egoist. Faced with the current situation, he wisely chose to leave first.

"I'll come back to see you when you calm down."

After leaving these words, Qi Shaoming got on his bike and left in a hurry without looking back.

Afraid of getting beaten.

"He is such a shameless person!"

Hang Chenggang was furious. If Qi Shaoming hadn't run fast, he would have beaten him up again.

This kid definitely didn't give up. Hang Chenggang was worried about his sister and told her, "Don't go out for the next two days. I'll pick you up after you have a rest."

Hang Jingshu was insulted enough by Qi Shaoming's malicious behavior, and she silently made up her mind that when she met Qi Shaoming again, she would kick him in the crotch and let him know what pain is!

Because Qi Shaoming had been delayed for quite a while, Hang Jingshu packed up his things and hurried to Yan's house as he had to prepare a big meal for lunch today.

The Yan family courtyard was festive and tidy during the New Year. Two large red lanterns were hung at the door, and there were also couplets written with a brush, which looked like they were written by Grandma Yan.

You can still smell a little bit of firecrackers in the air, and everywhere is bustling with lights and decorations.

I haven't been home for several days and I really missed him a little. As soon as Hang Jingshu opened the door, he saw an old acquaintance.

Hang Jingshu smiled and wished Yu Lihong a happy new year, "Happy New Year! Sister Hong, you will be beautiful again during the new year!"

Everyone likes to listen to nice things, and Yu Lihong is no exception.

She was wearing a red slim-fit sweater, which made her look plump and mature. It was obvious that she had had a good year.

Yu Lihong was also very happy: "Xiaohang, Happy New Year!"

Yu Lihong also came over to take the things from Hang Jingshu's hand and helped her carry them to the room. Before leaving, she complained to her: "You are finally back. The food we hired this time is not good!"

Every year during the Chinese New Year, even if they are busy, the children of the Yan family will get together. Grandma Yan is not very good at cooking, and her two daughters-in-law are also very unfamiliar with cooking.

So every New Year they would hire a temporary aunt to cook. Maybe it was because Hang Jingshu had spoiled the appetites of the two old people when he was around, and even Yu Lihong didn't like the aunt they hired this time.

In fact, it’s not that the food is bad. In Yu Lihong’s words, it’s just not homely.

I ate quite a lot of millet and sea cucumber, braised lamb, abalone with rice, and fish gelatin and donkey-hide gelatin, but I just felt empty in my stomach, as if I hadn't eaten enough.

I had a meal of venison on teppanyaki two days ago. It was delicious, but I just wanted to eat something real and down-to-earth.

Hang Jingshu was amused by Yu Lihong's words: "They say that eating delicious food and wearing gold and silver is the best way to live, but why is it that you are different when it comes to Sister Hong? It would be great to have something good to eat during the Chinese New Year."

Yu Lihong waved her hands repeatedly: "Xiaohang, I still want to eat the flavored eggplant you made."

Then she thought about the fact that it was winter, and said with regret: "We can only eat eggplants when they are harvested."

Hang Jingshu had washed his hands and put on an apron. He held a piece of meat and comforted Yu Lihong with a smile: "It's okay. This time I'll make you sweet and sour pork tenderloin. I guarantee it will be delicious."

After the Chinese New Year, there are a lot of good things in the refrigerator and the kitchen. There are boxes of good wine piled up at the door. According to Yu Lihong, these wines in the kitchen are used for cooking and stewing meat.

Hang Jingshu flipped through the wines. These wines were not cheap for ordinary families. They were used for cooking.

The gap between the rich and the poor.

But no matter how big the gap between the rich and the poor is, the food you can eat is the same.

If you want to eat eggplant and tomatoes at this time, there is a curtain hanging on the wall - no way.

Even though the Yan family had all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, the only green leafy vegetables that could be considered were the Chinese cabbage and the small pickled vegetables that Hang Jingshu had pickled earlier.

There will probably be a lot of delicious food to eat during the Chinese New Year. Hang Jingshu quickly made the dough and prepared to make buns with cabbage, pork and green onions. There was fish at home, so he decided to make some fish porridge in a casserole.

As soon as he opened the jar of pickled vegetables, Hang Jingshu's smile froze on his face.