I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Chapter 315 childhood sweethearts
"My parents said a few days ago that you might not come back this year."

Jiang family.

The girl helped to clean up the house together,

These days, girls who are willing to do housework are really rare, but the girl's expression of wiping the kitchen counter with a rag is quite natural.

"When did you come back?"

Jiang Chen mopping the floor raised his head and asked.

"I'll be back during the holidays, otherwise it will be late, and I'm afraid I won't be able to book a ticket."

Right.

The city where girls study is farther than Jiang Chen, in Kyoto.

"Is there anything else that needs to be wiped?"

The kitchen counter was wiped clean, and the girl turned away.

"No need, you take a break."

Jiang Chen put down the mop, took the kettle to boil, and planned to boil water for the girl to make tea.

"Okay, I'm not thirsty, why are you so polite."

The girl laughed, then looked Jiang Chen up and down.

"What? Don't know?"

Jiang Chen still filled the kettle with water and plugged it in, "Or did you never see a handsome guy in the University of Political Science and Law?"

"Not to mention, there are many handsome guys in the University of Political Science and Law, and all of them have temperament."

Jiang Chen smiled.

"So have you found a boyfriend?"

The girl who can be regarded as a first-class beauty no matter which college she is placed in suddenly choked, and stared angrily.

"no, what happened?"

The corners of Jiang Chen's mouth curled up.

"Fang Qing, you said that you are almost graduating from college, yet you haven't even been in a relationship. If you say it, it's embarrassing to our compound."

"Jiang Chen, I don't want to talk about it, let me tell you, there are too many boys chasing me!"

"Speak with your mouth, anyone can."

"you!"

The girl who is studying law seems to have not cultivated her emotional control ability enough, and she lost her composure by Jiang Chen's teasing in just a few words.

"Then what about you. Didn't you say that the girlfriend you talked about last time is the class flower of your class? Why didn't you bring it back this time?"

Jiang Chen acted as if nothing had happened.

"You didn't update the news in time. I've already broken up with her."

"Break up?"

The girl folded her arms around her chest, "Didn't you often post to Moments to show your affection before? How did you split it up? Did you get dumped?"

The girl just fought back on purpose, but Jiang Chen nodded with a calm expression.

"Congratulations, you guessed it right."

"..."

The girl's tone faltered.

"Really dumped?"

she asked tentatively.

"Ah."

"Why did she dump you?"

The girl suddenly became angry again.

"Because I'm poor, don't blame others, if it were me, I wouldn't find a poor boy."

The girl sighed.

"I told you on WeChat that you can't find a girlfriend who is too beautiful, but you don't listen."

Jiang Chen laughed dumbly.

It is said that everyone has a childhood sweetheart.

And this girl is his childhood sweetheart.

The two are about the same age, and because of the door-to-door relationship, they have known each other almost since they wore open crotch pants. Although they have been in different places since they went to college, this friendship from the general corner to the adult will never change.

"Student Fang Qing, I don't agree with your point of view. You can ask other male compatriots, who doesn't want to find a beautiful one?"

"Can beauty be eaten?"

Fang Qing, who definitely belongs to the ranks of beauties, uttered a very classic sentence.

Jiang Chen was silent for a long time.

"...It's reasonable for you to say this from Aunt Pan."

"You men are all visual animals, so you can't blame others if you suffer a loss, you can only blame yourself for what you deserve."

Fang Qing rolled his eyes at him bluntly, and then said: "By the way, my mother said that I want you to come to my house for dinner."

"This...isn't it good?"

"What's wrong?"

Fang Qing smiled.

"You didn't often come to my house to eat and drink, and you always came without invitation, and you couldn't be driven away. How do you know you're embarrassed now?"

Jiang Chen coughed lightly.

"It's boring to always bring up the past."

"Isn't what I said the truth? I didn't wrong you."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen simply talked a little longer.

"Then who used to go around saying that it belonged to my wife? It made the other girls in the kindergarten stop playing with me,"

"..."

Fang Qing was taken aback for a moment, and then her pale cheeks immediately turned red.

"I didn't wrong you, did I? Uncle Fang, Aunt Pan and the others can all testify."

Jiang Chen had a calm face.

"Eat your head! Don't come!"

Angry and angry, Fang Qing violently pushed Jiang Chen away, walked out quickly, and brought the mop leaning against the wall to the ground.

Jiang Chen helped the mop up, and secretly sighed.

He was also a top student at the University of Political Science and Law.

With this kind of temper, how can we uphold justice and uphold justice for the people in the future?
Although Fang Qing told him not to come, in the end Jiang Chen sat at the Fang family's dining table grandly.

It was Fang Weiguo who personally invited him.

The layout and structure of Fang's house is exactly the same as Jiang's house, with the same two bedrooms and one living room, plus a small kitchen, but the decoration must be much better than Jiang's house. Although the area is small, it looks very warm.

"Xiao Jiang, today you have to have a good drink or two with your uncle. This is the deer antler wine I bought in Kinmen. I wouldn't take it out for ordinary people. Today, my father and I have a good drink, and we won't go home until we're drunk."

Fang Weiguo happily brought out a wine jar.

"You can drink some, but you can't drink too much. Xiao Jiang is still a child." Pan Hui warned.

"What kid? He's about to graduate from college. I'm at his age, and I've been working hard for several years."

Fang Weiguo didn't take it seriously, took out two glasses and started pouring wine.

There were seven or eight dishes on the dining table, a family of three would definitely not have such a sumptuous meal, it must be for entertaining Jiang Chen.

Pan Hui was helpless. Although she was the "head of the family", her husband was on the go all year round, and it was very hard work. It was rare to have such kindness, and she couldn't bear to stop her, so she looked at her daughter who had been silent.

"Qingqing, what's wrong with you? You two grew up together, why don't you talk now?"

"Mom, ask him."

Fang Qing glanced at Jiang Chen.

Pan Hui turned her head strangely.

"Aunt Pan, it's okay, it's just that Fang Qing and I made a joke just now."

"What joke?"

"Mom, he said I was his wife!"

Fang Qing seized the opportunity to file a complaint.

The couple were startled together.

"No, I mean, when we were young, Fang Qing and I used to play house, didn't I mention it just now, and then Fang Qing got angry."

Fang Weiguo and his wife suddenly understood, and then smiled.

"Qingqing, you are a law student, how can you be so small-minded? Jiang Chen was just joking, and he was right. When you were young, you always murmured that you were the daughter-in-law of the Jiang family. Because of this, your Uncle Jiang also said, Let’s get married with me in the future…”

Speaking of this, Fang Weiguo couldn't help thinking of his dead friend, and his mood became a little depressed for a while, and he sighed softly.

If the Jiang family couple were still alive, this marriage might really come true. After all, the two families love to hear and see each other, and the two children grew up together and knew each other well.

Pity.

"Okay, let's eat."

Pan Hui quickly stopped the topic, so as not to bring up the child's sadness.

"Do you have any plans after graduation? Do you want to stay in Donghai or..."

Fang Weiguo and Jiang Chen clinked glasses.

"Well, I want to stay in Donghai first."

Jiang Chen took a sip of the velvet antler wine that the other party treasured, it was really good, very moisturizing, very easy to drink, even someone like him who doesn't know much about wine would know it was good wine.

"I heard that life in Donghai is very stressful..."

Pan Hui subconsciously said,

"How can there be motivation without pressure?"

Fang Weiguo said: "Should we let Jiang Chen come back to our Shacheng? The average salary in Shacheng is only [-], and it is impossible to be successful in a lifetime. A good man has ambitions everywhere. Jiang Chen, Uncle Fang supports you. Uncle has been optimistic about you since he was a child. Uncle believes that you will be able to work hard to create your own world in the East China Sea."

"Dad, don't bring the set that you and your friends are touting here, can you?"

Fang Qing interrupted.

"You kid. What are you flattering, dad is telling the truth, Jiang Chen, you have to work hard, don't let uncle, your parents down."

Facing Fang Weiguo's expectant eyes, Jiang Chen seemed to see his father.

He nodded silently.

"Uncle Fang, thank you and Aunt Pan for taking care of you for so many years. I offer you a toast."

"Xiaochen, why are you being so polite with Aunt Pan? Your Uncle Fang and I watched you grow up. In our hearts, you are our own child, no different from Qingqing. And when your parents left, we promised I will take good care of you, seeing that you have grown up now, your Uncle Fang and I have an explanation to your parents."

As she said that, the corners of Pan Hui's eyes were slightly moist.

She is also a mother.

Door to door, she can see clearly how difficult this child has been all these years.

"Mom, what are you doing, you still let Jiang Chen eat?"

Fang Qing glanced at Jiang Chen, and said.

Pan Hui wiped the corners of her eyes, forced a smile, and picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, "Auntie's chopsticks haven't been used yet, they are clean, try it, and see if Auntie's craftsmanship has deteriorated..."

"Jiang Chen, it's still your Aunt Pan who loves you, Qingqing doesn't treat you like this."

Fang Weiguo laughed.

"It's not been like this since I was a child, I'm used to it."

Fang Qing picked up the chopsticks while muttering.

Dilapidated residential buildings.

There is almost no room for a sofa and a dining table, but it is full of warmth that no big mansion can bring.

"Well, I've told him many times that he's getting older, not as old as before, but he refuses to accept his old age."

Pan Hui, who helped Fang Weiguo into the room, came back.

"Xiaochen, are you okay?"

Jiang Chen shook his head.

Fang Weiguo was indeed drunk, but he felt okay, maybe because he was young, or maybe because the wine was good and he didn't have much stamina.

"Drink some, sober up."

Fang Qing handed over a glass of milk.

"Aunt Pan, are you the ones who went to see my parents?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"no, what happened?"

"I went to my parents' place today and saw someone sending them flowers."

"Oh, it's Qingqing."

Jiang Chen looked at Fang Qing.

"I thought you wouldn't come back this year, so I went to see Uncle Jiang and the others for you. You still have a conscience."

Fang Qing said as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Chen kept silent, finished drinking a glass of milk, came out from Fang's house, walked three steps, opened the door, and returned to the empty house.

Turn on the outdated electric water heater, take off your clothes, stand in front of the nozzle, raise your face, close your eyes, and let the hot water gushing down.

(End of this chapter)