Thinking that he couldn't go to the Political Department today, Jiang Xiachu exchanged a few words with Cheng Nianhua and was about to leave when he was suddenly stopped by her.
Cheng Nianhua enthusiastically pulled her to the yard and said, "Xia Chu, you came at the right time today. I made a lot of big buns this morning, so I'll decorate them for you. You can take them back and eat them."
Jiang Xiachu waved his hand, "No need."
Cheng Nianhua's face immediately turned cold, he snorted and muttered, "I just wanted you to get some buns and you're being polite. Do you think I'm an outsider?"
Jiang Xiachu knew that she was not angry, but she was helpless about what she said, so she had to smile and agree, "Then I won't be polite to you."
After hearing her agreement, Cheng Nianhua immediately laughed again and nodded repeatedly, saying, "It should have been done a long time ago! I was originally planning to send some to you, and it just so happens that you're here today."
She walked into the kitchen, took out a small steamed bun basket, and put more than a dozen large buns in it before she stopped.
Jiang Xiachu was shocked when she saw the huge basket of buns. "Auntie, isn't this a bit too much? We can't finish it!"
She knew Cheng Nianhua was doing this for her own good, out of love for her, but taking these buns, which were bigger than her fist, was a bit too much!
Cheng Nianhua waved his hand and said, "It's not much. Take it back and eat it with Qingli and your Aunt Fang!"
She was busy in the yard. After taking the buns, she quickly took out a cloth bag to put the dried sweet potatoes that had just been dried in the sun for her. While she was busy, she kept muttering: "These dried sweet potatoes are very fragrant. When the time comes, take them back and ask your Aunt Fang to make porridge..."
Jiang Xiachu responded obediently, "Okay, Auntie, you don't need to take so much, it's enough to eat!"
“…”
Lu Huaiyan watched silently from the side. He was in a hurry to leave just now, but now he is not in a hurry anymore.
He frowned and looked at Cheng Nianhua's busy figure, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.
Why does it feel like his son was adopted? He just came back and didn't see her bringing anything for him to take to the army.
Meng Wanyue, who was standing by, was even more dumbfounded.
It was the first time she saw Cheng Nianhua so enthusiastic, and she was speechless.
She comes here quite often, so why haven't I seen her pack her things to take back with her?
Isn't this differential treatment too obvious?
She curled her lips speechlessly and glanced at Jiang Xiachu. She really didn't understand what was so good about her.
Jiang Xiachu was helping Cheng Nianhua pack his things. When she looked up and saw the man still standing there, she asked suspiciously, "Aren't you in a hurry to leave? Why do you seem busy?"
"How about you take me to the Political Department? Let's settle the marriage report issue?"
Jiang Xiachu tilted his head and smiled.
But Lu Huaiyan felt it was so irritating no matter how he looked at her smile that his face darkened.
Why does she keep talking about the marriage report?
He walked up to Cheng Nianhua and said in a deep voice, "Mom, I'm going back to the army first."
After saying this, he turned around and left without hesitation.
He didn't even linger with a glance and his steps were very crisp.
Jiang Xiachu looked at his back as he suddenly left, sighed speechlessly, and secretly cursed the man several times in his heart.
What's the point of dragging it out?
It's really annoying.
If it had been resolved earlier, both parties would have felt completely at ease.
If she waited until she joined the art troupe while their marriage report was still there, people would misunderstand her relationship with Lu Huaiyan, and a lot of trouble would arise for no reason.
If someone misunderstood, she would keep explaining.
The most important thing is that even if she explains, not everyone will be willing to listen, and will secretly speculate about their relationship behind her back.
But if he had something important to do, she really couldn't get in the way.
Jiang Xiachu let out a long sigh.
Cheng Nianhua on the side was also speechless about her eldest son. She put down the basket in her hand, walked to Jiang Xiachu, and patted Jiang Xiachu's shoulder gently.
"Okay, Xia Chu, I won't bother with that brat! When he comes back next time, I will beat him up to make you feel better!"
Cheng Nianhua spoke angrily, clenching his fists and waving them twice at Lu Huaiyan's back, "He's busy with this and that every day, and he can't even spare a moment of free time! This little bastard..."
For some reason, when Jiang Xiachu heard Cheng Nianhua calling him a little bastard, he inexplicably felt like laughing.
No matter how I think about it, this word doesn't match the man with an icy face.
She took Cheng Nianhua's arm, but she couldn't complain about Lu Huaiyan in front of her, "Auntie, don't be angry. It's not worth it to get yourself hurt. Maybe he really has something wrong."
After chatting with Cheng Nianhua for a while, Jiang Xiachu went home carrying a lot of bags.
"Xia Chu, how about your aunt help you carry some and send you back?"
Cheng Nianhua stood at the gate of the courtyard, watching Jiang Xiachu walk out, always having the illusion that she couldn't do it.
Jiang Xiachu couldn't free her hands, so she shook her head and said, "No need, Auntie, I can still carry these things, you can just rest at home!"
After saying that, Jiang Xiachu didn't talk to Cheng Nianhua any more, for fear that she would rush over and take it for her the next second.
She quickened her pace and soon walked away.
Meng Wanyue followed Cheng Nianhua and watched Jiang Xiachu's graceful figure from afar. She felt mixed emotions and felt a little strange.
Now Jiang Xiachu has tied up all her hair, revealing her little face. There is no trace of injury on her face, and she looks pretty and charming no matter how you look at her.
The more she thought about it, the more jealous she became.
I originally thought that Jiang Xiachu's thick bangs were to cover up her ugliness. She was not confident and didn't dare let others see her face clearly.
Who knew that once the bangs were lifted, she would reveal such a beautiful face.
She always felt that the more she looked at this face, the more it resembled someone she was familiar with, but she was not sure if it was her illusion.
Every time she saw Jiang Xiachu, she felt extremely uneasy, with an inexplicable strange feeling.
-
After watching Jiang Xiachu leave, Cheng Nianhua went back to the yard and continued to sit on a small chair beside him, picking beans slowly.
Seeing this, Meng Wanyue didn't stay outside for long and walked back to the yard.
"Wanyue, come here and sit down. Mom has something to tell you." Cheng Nianhua put down the beans in her hand, turned to look at her and spoke.
Meng Wanyue responded and strode over, moving a chair and sitting opposite her, "What's wrong, Mom?"
Cheng Nianhua looked up at her, picking beans while speaking earnestly: "Huai Yan and I are very happy to hear your words today. I hope you can let it go."
"I know you are a good kid. You have been guarding me like this since Jing Yuan left. I feel sorry for you when I see you like this."
"It's good that you can come to your senses and are willing to remarry. I will definitely treat you like my own daughter and look for you carefully. I will definitely find a good family for you and won't let you suffer."
"I'll help you look for more people then. If you have someone you like, you can tell me. I've seen more people than you."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
