20 years of restarting life

Chapter 1275

Although the snow on the road above the town had already melted, the road out of the town was covered with snow and mud mixed together. It had been exposed to the sun all day, and there were potholes everywhere, which were filled with half-frozen snow water.

Even though Zhao Changan was keeping the speed down, the tires would shoot out streams of muddy slush from time to time when the car was moving forward, which inevitably stained the clothes of several passers-by.

Fortunately, the villagers were simple, and Jiang Ying kept opening the window to remind him in local dialect with a Pengzhou accent, so no one argued with Zhao Changan.

Zhao Changan parked the car on the side of the road more than ten meters away from the gate. Jiang Ying jumped out of the car excitedly and almost slipped.

Considering that she is still injured, pulling the suitcase on the bumpy road of more than ten meters is like a roller coaster, so it's better to carry it smoothly.

I was going to help her to the gate before leaving.

Zhao Changan took Jiang Ying's trolley case out of the trunk of the car, thought for a while, and then took out two bottles of Wuliangye and a Huazi from the trunk of the car.

Considering that Jiang Ying's family is the richest man in the town, and they can also rank among the top [-] or [-] richest people in the mountain city, they should not care about the cigarettes and alcohol.

However, since Zhao Changan arrived at the door of his house, he has slept with his innocent daughter many times in the past two days, which made her walk a bit awkward until now, so it is always necessary to express it.

"You want me to weigh cigarettes and alcohol for my mother?"

Jiang Ying looked at it and stuck out her little tongue: "Didn't that tell me not to tell myself?"

"Just say you bought it with your own money, and think of their hard work, and you will be moved to tears."

Zhao Changan looked at the smile in her eyes, although her mouth and her little head were troubled, but what she was troubled with was how to tell a lie, not because she didn't want the gift Zhao Changan gave her parents.

"Hee hee, my mother has a heart of stone. She scolds me like a treasure. She doesn't shed tears so easily. Zhao Chang'an, please come to my new son-in-law."

Jiang Ying's joyful long legs were full of enthusiasm, and her little riding boots creaked on the snow on the side of the road and walked towards the door of the house.

"Wang Wang Wang-"

The wolfdogs in her family seemed to be very familiar with the voice of the little mistress, and they all rushed to the gate and barked outside through the iron fence, wagging their tails desperately, and the smaller ones had already stuck their heads out of the iron fence. Watching Jiangying's dog's paws paw on the iron fence.

"Hey, Harry,—"

Jiang Ying happily ran over, almost fell halfway, and ran to the gate, shouting the foreign names of these dogs while bending down to touch the heads of these dogs.

"Young lady, this movement is a bit loud!"

Zhao Changan had no choice but to quicken his pace, ready to put the suitcase, tobacco and alcohol by the door, and bid farewell to Jiang Ying and left.

"Why is it such a long time and such a cold day, it must have been frozen, this is your classmate?"

Zhao Changan had just put the suitcase by the iron gate and was about to talk to Jiang Ying before leaving, but a discordant voice rang in his ear.

The voice was complaining at first, then distressed, followed by surprise, and then reacted again, questioning with fright.

Especially the cigarettes and alcohol in Zhao Chang'an's hands, which are the standard equipment for a new son-in-law with hairy feet when he comes to the house for the first time.

Thinking that the juicy little cabbage in his house might have been crushed by the pig in front of him, how could Jiang Wenhai not feel sad, sour, panicked and angry?
"Hi Uncle, I'm Jiang Ying's classmate. I came back from the winter vacation together. I didn't expect to encounter heavy snow and be trapped in Feixi for two days."

With a neither humble nor overbearing smile on Zhao Changan's face, he explained the situation concisely.

"You young people are unreliable when traveling, and you don't look at the weather. Your mother just said you are stupid, come in!"

Jiang Wenhai opened the small door on the iron gate and let his daughter come in quickly. When Jiang Ying went in with her tongue sticking out, his fat body immediately blocked the small door. It's not too late, you should go back quickly."

He didn't ask Zhao Changan where he lived at all.

Because once you ask, if you live too far away, and it's freezing cold and it's going to be dark, you can't justify not staying overnight.

After all, my daughter still has to go to school, so it won't sound good to spread it in the villagers' association in the future.

So just pretend to be confused and drive him away, and let the daughter-in-law tell her daughter that when she goes to school, she should focus on learning knowledge and not fall in love lightly.

Jiang Wenhai has been in the unit for more than [-] years, and he has already developed a sharp eye.

The family conditions of the young man in front of him should not be too good, even though he was wearing a down jacket, he came to buy Wuliangye and Ruanhuazi.

When the young man handed him the trolley case, Jiang Wenhai noticed that his hands were covered with thick calluses. The calluses on the palms and fingers were very thick. It didn't look like the hands of a college student at all. It was the hands of the young laborers they saw working in the fields when the Bureau of Agriculture and Animal Husbandry went to the countryside.

These Wuliangye and Ruanhuazi were not luxury items such poor students could afford.

It should be the money he scraped together.

Or there is another possibility, but Jiang Wenhai didn't dare to think about it, his heart would not be able to bear it!

Thinking of this, Jiang Wenhai felt even more displeased. If this poor boy came to the door with a bottle of wine worth tens of yuan and cigarettes worth a hundred yuan, he would look at him with high regard.

"Dad, what are you doing blocking the door?"

Jiang Ying wanted to say goodbye to Zhao Chang'an, but she was surrounded by dogs wagging their tails, and her father's body firmly blocked her view in front of her, she couldn't help curling her lips in protest.

She didn't realize that it was her father blocking Zhao Changan from entering.

At this time, Grandpa Sun, the concierge by the gate, also came out, greeted Jiang Ying with a smile, and watched the scene.

It turned out that Jiang Wenhai had been sitting in the concierge warming up to the fire for a long time, waiting for his daughter.

"Uncle, this is—"

"Take it back, young man, it's not easy for your parents to earn money, so be sensible and don't squander your parents' hard-earned money."

"Uncle, no,"

"Dad, I bought this for you and Mom, not him, hehe~"

Jiang Ying came out from surrounded by several dogs, took her father's arm, tilted her head, looked at Zhao Chang'an with joy in her eyes, and went to pick up cigarettes and alcohol with the other hand.

When Jiang Wenhai heard the veins on his forehead twitch, he could tell that the money really came from his daughter!
"What are you two doing standing there, preventing people from coming in and letting him walk home at night?"

At this time, a middle-aged woman's voice sounded. Zhao Changan looked back and saw a young woman who looked a bit like Jiang Ying, a man in his early thirties, and a man in his early forties with a waistband. A middle-aged woman still wearing an apron.

"Mom, I miss you."

Jiang Ying turned her head and smiled at her mother.

"If you want to sleep late every day, I'll serve you like a cow!"

The middle-aged woman glared at her daughter: "I don't know how much your family has been worrying about you for the past two days. What are you doing there? Let people come in. It's not polite to entertain guests at all."

Jiang Haiwen immediately understood what his wife meant, that is, this young man had been with his daughter for two or three days, how could he let him go easily, he had to figure it out before letting him go!
"No, uncle and aunt, my house is very close, and I'll be back in half an hour."

Zhao Changan nodded to Jiang Wenhai and his wife, the young woman who looked like Jiang Ying, and the young man looking at him with scrutiny, smiled at Jiang Ying, and turned to leave.

(End of this chapter)