Chen Yuefei knew his mother best. When he returned home, he saw that Jiang Jun had changed her clothes. Combined with his mother's questions, he understood.
I explained to my mother casually, "I heard that Xiaojun and his colleagues had an event at their workplace, so I went along."
"You're not a family member, why are you joining in the fun?" Ye Qingyin frowned. "Don't interrupt me. I'm asking you how you can take off your uniform just to rest?"
Chen Yuefei sat down next to Ye Qingyin: "Mom, I've been assigned to a new department, and I'll be wearing casual clothes from now on!"
"Your dad knows everything?" Ye Qingyin glanced at Chen Zhong, then at Jiang Yun, and suddenly felt very disappointed: "Am I the last one to know?"
Chen Yuefei leaned on Ye Qingyin's shoulder in a pretentious manner: "How is that possible! My father only knows a little bit. If you are the last one to know, then it would be almost as if I had sacrificed myself..."
Ye Qingyin hurriedly slapped Chen Yuefei's mouth: "Hey, kid, stop talking nonsense! Don't keep saying these words all the time! Didn't your dad say that he always has his eyes fixed on victory!"
Chen Yuefei turned his face away: "Mom, how old am I and you still hit me? I was just joking. I have been so smart since I was a child. Who can catch me, right?"
Ye Qingyin was extremely flustered: "You, you...!" She slapped Chen Yuefei's arm fiercely, and finally she could speak: "Just tell me how long it will take for me to see you?"
This is already a violation of the rules and is just a cliché.
Chen Yuefei said with a smile: "It's possible that I can see her every day, or it's possible that I won't see her for several years."
Jiang Jun lowered her head, her heart pounding. At the beginning at Gao's house, Chen Yuefei laughed at her and said that a few pieces of paper and a few signatures were of no use, as they were neither the calligraphy of the real person nor the calligrapher. She smiled and said, "Seeing the words is like meeting in person, do you understand?" Only inscriptions and signatures with special personal characteristics can evoke memories. Hanging them on the wall under the glass plate is like meeting in person.
I didn't expect that this sentence would be used by Chen Yuefei.
She knew the special and dangerous nature of Chen Yuefei's job, and that anything could happen. Thinking of this, she didn't dare to look up at other people for fear of revealing her thoughts.
Ye Qingyin was finally so angry that she shed a few tears and slapped the back of Chen Yuefei's hand: "You kid, you're already in your twenties and you're still so irritating!"
Chen Yuefei tutted his words: "Mom, my brother is already in his twenties and has found a partner, and you still hit me when I'm twenty, tut tut, I knew you were biased!"
Ye Qingyin was so angry that she laughed again: "Are you ashamed? Then come home and I will introduce you to someone. You can live with me after you get married."
Chen Yuefei laughed: "I'm not that stupid. You can beat me whenever you want. If you find me someone who is as controlling as you, who will look at your face when I enter the house and my wife's face when I enter the house, I will not be able to live!"
Chen Zhong looked at the newspaper and coughed.
Ye Qingyin was about to say something, but when she glanced at Jiang Jun, she swallowed the words back and changed the subject: "Can you stay at home for a few days this time?"
Chen Yuefei put forward a condition with a playful smile: "If you allow me to smoke, I will stay for three days!"
Ye Qingyin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Smoking a cigarette could be used as a bargaining chip. She was only angry for a moment, then she started thinking about feeding her son again: "Hey, kid, if you want to smoke, just stay in the yard. Tomorrow morning, do you want steamed buns or egg pancakes? I'll go make you some dough."
Jiang Jun stood up and said, "Mom, let me change my clothes and then I'll knead the dough."
What she admired most was Ye Qingyin's speaking skills. She could always convey several meanings in one sentence, and she could care about this and that at the same time. It was impossible for her to pretend to be confused and not understand.
At this time, she always felt that she was excluded from the Chen family. No matter how harmoniously Ye Qingyin got along with her, the gap between closeness and distance would immediately arise around her.
Ye Qingyin didn't stop her: "Xiaomei is too busy and hasn't found a suitable nanny yet. I'll ask Sister Liu to help take care of her for a few more days. Xiaojiang, you've worked hard."
Jiang Jun smiled and said, "Mom, this is what I should do."
Chen Zhong, who had been silent the whole time, spoke up: "Let's make noodles tomorrow morning. I haven't eaten them in a while."
Jiang Jun smiled and agreed, "Okay, I'll mix some flour to make steamed buns, and then some to make noodles. Mom, please check the dough later to see if it's the right softness or firmness."
With Jiang Yonghua's reminder, she discovered that Chen Yuanwu's attentiveness and thoughtfulness was actually inherited from Ye Qingyin.
Anyway, if you do things according to Ye Qingyin's standards, you won't go wrong in the Chen family.
The three dough balls are ready, please give your comments.
Ye Qingyin was quite satisfied: "It's hard dough dumplings and soft dough pancakes. I'll see if you kneaded them well enough tomorrow to see if they're chewy enough. Xiao Jiang, wash your hands and go to the cafeteria to see if you can buy some meat to make meat dumplings."
"Okay." Jiang Jun grabbed a handful of mushrooms and soaked them in cold water. There was half a bowl of snow-white lard on the stove, which was perfect for making the noodle sauce.
Chen Yuefei came over to watch the fun: "Mom, I just want to come back and stay with you so I can eat meat every day."
Ye Qingyin pushed him away and went upstairs: "Don't try to fool me. I'd be surprised if I believed you. Didn't you say you were going to play ball? Go play quickly and don't delay me from cleaning the house."
Chen Yuefei followed behind and asked, "What's going on? Who is this small bed for? Who wants to come to our house?"
Ye Qingyin said, "I promised Xiaomei that if she can't find a suitable person to take care of the child, she can leave Diandian at our house. I will return him to her when he's one year old and put him in the nursery at her workplace."
Chen Yuefei sneered: "Mom, you like children so much, I think you should prepare to give yourself a grandson!"
Ye Qingyin waved her hand and blasted Chen Yuefei: "Stop talking! Xiao Jiang is the same age as you, and he's not even old enough yet!"
Chen Yuefei laughed: "Mom, everyone else is looking forward to having a grandchild, are you really not in a hurry?"
Ye Qingyin sighed: "I see you are all still children!"
When you have a grandson and become a grandmother, you will feel old!
Time makes people grow old, there is no way to escape it!
Seeing his mother about to start another long speech, Chen Yuefei turned around and ran with the ball: "Mom, come and watch me play basketball with my dad later!"
Jiang Jun chopped the minced meat, mixed it, and added oil to the dish. He then fried some shredded mushrooms and cooked some vegetarian meat sauce. He hesitated for a while between going to see Jiang Lan or Xiaodiandian, and finally decided to go see Jiang Lan.
She thought that after so much time had passed, Jiang Lan should have calmed down.
I only have this one sister, so no matter how noisy she is, I still have to take care of her. I can't ignore her.
This is the experience she has summed up over the years. If she doesn't ask one less question about the people and things in the family, things may go astray, and she will still have to find a way to clean up the mess afterwards.
Most of the members of the art troupe had gone to perform with the company. The practice room was quiet, and there were only a few people she didn't know in the dormitory.
Jiang Jun went around in circles but returned empty-handed.
When passing by the basketball court, I saw a figure jumping on the playground from afar, who looked very much like Chen Yuanwu.
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