Chapter 456 I'm Home
"Uncle, what time can we arrive in Jeju?"
"It's probably around two o'clock. We'll be there in no time to chat for a while."
Entering from the Linchuan Expressway exit, Jiang Qin turned on the air conditioner to full blast, letting the warm air flow out continuously, and then drove the car through the bleak winter day.
Guo Zihang and Yang Shuan, who were sitting in the back seat, were very qualified companions. They had been talking non-stop since they got in the car.
They first asked about the current development of group buying, and then talked about how popular Zhihu is in their school. Then they changed the topic and started reminiscing about the past, and discussed going out to play together during the winter vacation. The whole process was lively.
"Shu An has a girlfriend now, so why don't you bring her home for the New Year?"
"If you don't come during the Chinese New Year, come after the New Year."
Yang Shuan replied, "I'll take her to climb Wu'an Mountain when the time comes. Shall we go together, uncle?"
Jiang Qin was stunned after hearing this: "I've seen your space before. Didn't you take her to climb the tomb once during the Mid-Autumn Festival? Why do you want to climb the tomb again? Are you robbing a tomb?"
"That one broke up, and this one has been together for exactly one month, and I haven't been there yet."
"Fuck, changed again?"
Jiang Qin thought to himself that you really can't judge a book by its cover. He usually looks honest and simple, but he really had many girlfriends. I didn't hear about him having any during his freshman year, but it seemed like he dated a senior for three months during his sophomore year, and after they broke up, he turned around and dated a junior.
Some time ago, I brought a pretty girl back for hiking. I didn’t expect that she would change again in less than three months.
This efficiency is comparable to that of Poseidon.
What's the point of dating? Jiang Qin didn't understand. It would be better to make a lifelong friend.
"Uncle, remember to give her a red envelope when the time comes."
Jiang Qin laughed: "Once you are in a relationship, you are an adult and you can no longer ask for red envelopes."
Yang Shuan pouted: "If you don't give it to me, I'll ask my aunt for it."
Jiang Qin glanced at Feng Nanshu and found that she was sitting in the passenger seat, looking at him. She looked a little sleepy, with a silly and cute expression.
She was probably about to fall asleep, otherwise she would have heard Yang Shuan calling her aunt and would have reached for her wallet.
Even though she looks silly sometimes, she knows very well that the word "Aunt" is referring to her.
"Godfather, I don't have a girlfriend, I can get a red envelope."
"Get lost, you don't even have a girlfriend, and you still have the nerve to ask for a red envelope?"
“…”
Jiang Qin thought for a moment after he finished speaking: "That's not right. How is the young lady selling fruit outside your school? Is her son in junior high school willing to call you dad?"
Hearing this, Guo Zihang suddenly looked embarrassed, his face flushed like Zhong Kui: "That was when I was a freshman. It's been three years now."
"Oh, then is her son who is in the first year of high school willing to call you dad?"
"????"
After Jiang Qin finished speaking, he and Yang Shuan laughed out loud at the same time, and the car was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
Probably disturbed by the laughter, the rich girl suddenly woke up, rubbed her eyes innocently, and then realized that it had nothing to do with her, so she unfolded Jiang Qin's coat, covered herself with it, and looked at him with bright eyes.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, four people got off the highway, drove through the suburbs, and arrived at Hongrong Home.
Jiang Qin stopped the car and invited them both to his home for dinner, but Guo Zihang and Yang Shuan waved their hands to refuse.
Still eating, no need to ask, it must be instant noodles again.
I have this thing at home, and I also have some boiled eggs.
Jiang Qin watched them leave with their suitcases, and thought that people are different when they get older and know how to be polite. Then he woke up Feng Nanshu and returned home.
"I'm home, I'm home, I'm home."
Feng Nanshu shouted three times as she entered the door. Although she knew that no one was home, she seemed to like the sense of ritual.
Jiang Qin couldn't help but look at her: "Little rich woman, this seems to be my home."
“This seems to be my home too.”
The rich young woman took off her boots, revealing a pair of well-proportioned little feet wrapped in fleece-lined black stockings, then she put on her furry slippers and ran to the living room. Jiang Qin followed closely behind her, put the suitcase against the wall, and also collapsed on the sofa.
Then the two of them sat on the sofa for the whole afternoon and didn't go anywhere.
It's winter, I'm indoors, there's heating, I just got off work, and I went on a short trip. Any of these reasons is enough to be lazy.
Jiang Qin didn't want to do anything at this moment. He played with Feng Nanshu's black silk feet with one hand, and changed channels with the remote control with the other hand. He stayed there until dark and was too lazy to even turn on the lights. Only the light of the TV kept flickering.
Yuan Youqin got off work early today and bought a lot of vegetables. But when she walked in, she was startled: "Jiang Qin, why don't you turn on the lights?"
“Save electricity.”
"You're so lazy."
Jiang Qin sat up slightly: "Didn't Feng Nanshu go to open it? He just kept talking about me."
Feng Nanshu looked at her feet and thought to herself, you didn't let go of me until the door opened. "Auntie, I'm not lazy at all."
After changing her shoes, Yuan Youqin turned on the light and saw two people in the living room: "Nan Shu is here too?"
"She even gave Uncle Gong her villa. Where else can she go if not to our house?"
"I thought you came back alone. I was just going to make trouble for you and ask you to not call me for the whole semester. You're worse than Nan Shu."
“…”
After Yuan Youqin finished speaking, she carried the vegetables into the kitchen and was slightly stunned.
If Jiang Qin was alone at home, he might have turned off the lights because he was lazy, but Nan Shu also came, so the couple turned off the lights...
At this moment, the sound of the door being unlocked was heard again. Jiang Zhenghong got off work early today and brought back two bottles of wine.
As soon as he entered the door, he took off his coat and handed Feng Nanshu two strings of candied haws, which in turn earned him a thank you, uncle. This made Jiang's father very happy and he couldn't help but think of several names for his grandson.
"It's almost time for dinner, why did you buy candied haws for Nanshu?" Yuan Youqin couldn't help but stick her head out from the kitchen.
"I bought it at the intersection. It was too cold today. The old man didn't want to leave until he had sold all his products, so I just acted like a good person and bought two."
"?"
Jiang Qin looked at the candied haws in Feng Nanshu's hand and said, "Dad, you bought two bunches, so I can't have one?"
"You don't like it," Jiang Zhenghong picked up the teapot and made a cup of tea, then sat opposite Jiang Qin, "Does your group purchase have any in Shanghai?"
"How do you know that?"
"Last week, a group of people from the bureau went to Shanghai for a visit and study. When they came back, they kept talking about this. I thought it was similar, so I talked to them for a few words."
"Yes, it got big by accident and ended up in Shanghai."
Jiang Zhenghong took a sip of tea and asked: "What exactly does a group buying website do?"
Jiang Qin scratched his head. "It's like I have a market. If you have goods to sell, you can set up a stall in my market. I'll take a commission from the goods you sell, but this market is a virtual environment generated by the Internet."
Lao Jiang's thinking could not keep up with the times, and he seemed to understand what was said, but according to the young people in the bureau, this business seemed to be quite promising. Because of this, two leaders came to inquire about the situation the next day.
Being able to expand the business to Shanghai would be considered a big business, but Jiang Zhenghong still felt a little dizzy.
He knew that Jiang Qin's entrepreneurial project was doing very well in Linchuan. He had never asked his family for any money during his college years and always used various tricks to send money home.
But it got to Shanghai and then spread to Jeju, which is outrageous.
Because making money is one thing and fame is another, and these two things represent two different levels. Jiang Zhenghong has a feeling that his father is honored because of his son.
"How much money did you invest?"
"I didn't invest much. This is a business of laying eggs with a borrowed chicken. I didn't spend any money if I could avoid it. I didn't even spend money on the office."
Jiang Zhenghong blew on the tea leaves, took a sip, and then fell into deep thought.
In fact, my son’s behavior pattern has become a little strange since the college entrance examination, and it is even more difficult to understand now.
"Jiang Qin, I want to wipe my mouth."
"?"
Feng Nanshu ate the candied haws bought by Jiang Zhenghong, and some sugar color stuck to the corners of her mouth.
There was a pack of tissues with the word "Guesthouse" printed on it on the coffee table, placed on Jiang Qin's side, quite far away from the rich lady.
She meant to ask Jiang Qin to help her draw a piece of paper, but Jiang Qin turned around to look at his father and found that he had already gone to the kitchen, so he showed an expression of "I really can't do anything about you" and lowered his head to kiss her sweet little mouth.
The little rich woman was stunned. She didn't expect her brother to be so bold. She couldn't help but curl up her legs.
Jiang Qin looked up at her and suddenly felt very excited. He leaned over and gave her a deep kiss, eating her sweet little mouth clean.
Feng Nanshu held the candied haws in his hand, his eyes fixed on the paper package on the table, humming and unable to speak.
Jiang Qin followed her gaze and was stunned: "You... wanted paper just now?"
"No, I don't want paper, I just want it this way." Feng Nanshu said seriously.
"I knew it. Your little thoughts are so easy to guess."
"Brother, I can't lie to you about anything..."
After a while, the hot meal was ready, and the family of four gathered around the dining table to start eating. Yuan Youqin even made a bowl of noodles for them as a welcome treat.
Jiang Zhenghong picked up a head of garlic, peeled it and handed a clove to Jiang Qin: "Here you go."
"Dad, you eat it. I don't want to eat it anymore."
"Didn't you say before that eating noodles without garlic would make them less fragrant?"
Jiang Qin slurped two mouthfuls of noodles and said, "That was in the past. I don't eat it now."
Jiang Zhenghong thought his son was a little weird, so he turned to look at Feng Nanshu: "Nanshu, do you want to eat?"
Feng Nanshu is a little foodie who can even eat a few bites of chili peppers, so she nodded and was about to take it, but was stopped by Jiang Qin: "She won't eat it either, Dad, you eat it yourself."
"?"
The rich girl was used to listening to Jiang Qin. If Jiang Qin told her not to eat, she would not eat. But she didn't know that her good friend, who was full of moral talk, was actually planning to find an excuse to kiss her after dinner.
(End of this chapter)
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