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Chapter 57 Old things (1)

How could it be Fang You'an standing outside the door? !

Looking at that smiling face, Xiang Xiaorou was very surprised.

The man in front of her was not the Jiang Zhiyao she had expected, and the scene outside the house was a little weird.

The combination of a handsome guy and a named car made a circle of people surround her house.

Fang Youan changed from the usual T-shirts and sweaters casually, and dressed as if she was going on a blind date.He wore a black casual suit with a white shirt inside. The simple and stylish line design perfectly modified his figure.In the slightly open neckline, traces of the collarbone can be seen faintly, with a masculine sex appeal, which made Xiang Xiaorou think instantly.

Her face was slightly hot, and she sighed secretly in her heart, could it be that she had already reached the state of desire and dissatisfaction, otherwise why would she feel a wave of spring?
Thinking in her heart, her face still had a dignified expression.

"Why are you?!" Xiang Xiaorou frowned and asked, looking behind Fang You'an twice while asking.

Behind him was a horrible famous car. Looking at the sign in front of the car, Xiang Xiaorou, who had never studied cars before, knew that this car was called a Porsche.The white Porsche, which should have been very cool, is now covered in mud and scratches, like a ravaged teenager, pitifully parked on the path in front of her house, blocking the entire road. Strictly.

The three aunts and the six wives watched with the mood of watching the eight o'clock file, and the other party commented on it.

"Don't look, the person you're waiting for won't come!" Fang You'an misunderstood what Xiang Xiaorou meant, and said dissatisfiedly.

"The person I'm waiting for? How do you know I'm waiting for someone?" Xiang Xiaorou asked him suspiciously.

"I can't tell you this!" Fang You'an smiled cheaply and mysteriously, but gasped in his heart.

He couldn't tell her that he knew about it from Banxi Qiufeng as Jiayoujiaohua.I met Banxi Qiufeng at the gate of FB last night. Although Banxi Qiufeng brought his people into FB after a short verbal confrontation, probably because he was hit too many times, this bastard had to confront his family from the perspective of reality. There are Jiaohua to attack.Probably in his heart, he felt that he and Xiang Xiaorou were old lovers in reality, and Jiayoujiaohua was just an unreliable virtual ID on the Internet, even if there was any JQ, it was just a fake.So he has a deep sense of superiority in this regard.

Banxi Qiufeng even used the next day to come to Xiaorou's house as a way to show off, and lashed out at Jiayoujiaohua in a private chat.

Fang Youan was very grateful to Banxi Qiufeng for providing this information.He didn't do anything, but passed the news to Feidie Muxue who was showing affection to everyone in the guild at that time.That mistress is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so Banxi Qiufeng is probably busy coaxing his white rose today, and has no time to look for the red rose.And Fang You'an himself found out about Xiang Xiaorou's hometown through various channels, so he hurried here.

"Then you go back!" Xiang Xiaorou turned around, ready to close the door.

"What are you going back, Xiao Rou, how can you talk to Xiao Jiang like that!" Xiang's mother came out of the kitchen without knowing the truth, and immediately drank when she heard Xiang Xiaorou's words.

"Hi, hello, Aunt Xiang! I'm not Xiaojiang, I'm Xiaoan, do you remember me?" Fang Youan poked his head out from behind Xiang Xiaorou, with a sincere smile on his gentle and handsome face, facing Xiang Xiaorou Mom said hello.

Ann? !Mother Xiang looked suspiciously at Fang Youan's familiar face, but didn't remember who he was.Looking suspiciously at Xiao Rou, she recovered quickly.

"Oh, Xiaoan, come in and sit, come in and sit!" Xiang mother said enthusiastically.

Xiang Xiaorou was about to refuse helplessly, but heard a female voice.

"Hey! Sister-in-law Xiang, this is your daughter's friend, right? He looks so handsome! Can you let him move the car to a place first, my old man's three-wheeled car won't pass!" the voice of neighbor Aunt Wan It made Fang You'an and Xiang Xiaorou think of that poor Porsche at the same time.

Looking at the scene outside the house, Mom was a little dumbfounded.In the end, she could only order Xiang Xiaorou to take Fang You'an to find a suitable place to park the car before coming back.

Fang Youan smiled innocently.He borrowed that Porsche from Zhuo Tian.Because he has lived in the house for too long, his driving skills have become rusty, and the roads in the town are extremely muddy and extremely narrow, causing the expensive Porsche to be completely devastated at this moment.But Fang You'an didn't feel any uneasiness, but Xiang Xiaorou looked very distressed.

In the past, every time Jiang Zhiyao came to her hometown, he would never drive over. He was afraid that the mud on the road would stain his beloved BMW.If it was scratched, he would feel even more distressed for a long time.

Fang You'an parked the car in an open space not far from her house, and with a rustling sound, he took out a large fruit basket and several boxes of beautifully packaged bird's nest and shark's fin from the car, and hung his left and right hands full, He walked towards her with a graceful pace.

That posture is like a silly son-in-law meeting his mother-in-law for the first time, envious of the neighbors around him.

Mother Xiang accepted Fang Youan's gift in surprise. Seeing that they were all expensive things, she was embarrassed to accept them, but Fang Youan didn't give her a chance to refuse, so she could only accept them temporarily and let Fang Youan sit down. Resting in the small living room, she turned around and pulled Xiang Xiaorou to the kitchen.

"You damn girl, did you have a falling out with Xiao Jiang? And you found a new one right away? You are not young anymore, it's time to calm down and get married!"

"Mom! I broke up with Jiang Zhiyao, but not because of him. He's not my new boyfriend either." Xiang Xiaorou pondered for a while, and told the truth about the breakup.

After listening to Xiang Xiaorou's explanation, Xiang's mother felt sorry for her daughter, and at the same time was angry with Jiang Zhiyao for his betrayal, scolded Jiang Zhiyao severely, and then asked about Fang You'an.In the bottom of Mother Xiang's heart, Jiang Zhiyao had already been relegated to the ground, and Fang You'an looked gentle and handsome, with a good family background, so she was naturally regarded by Mother Xiang as a candidate for son-in-law.

Xiang Xiaorou sighed, and said slowly: "Mom, you really don't remember him? He is Fang You'an, the Fang You'an from six years ago!"

"Whoa-"

One lost his mind and let go of his mother's hand, and the fruit basket and gift box all fell to the ground.

"Fang...you'an..." murmured to his mother, and finally understood why he seemed to have known him before.

He is the boy from six years ago, the man Xiang Xiaorou loved.

And that 20 check due to him.

She had seen him.

More than six years ago, her husband was not sick, her daughter was still in college, and their house in F City had not been sold. They lived happily and happily.

At that time, my daughter was still a little girl, but her heart was higher than the sky, and her ambition was lofty.

During the summer vacation of a certain year, she suddenly brought back a bunch of friends, whom she said were good friends she met at school, among them was Fang Youan.At that time, she didn't know that he was the object of her daughter's heart.

She didn't remember the name until later, in the cold hospital, when someone took a check of 20 and asked Xiang Xiaorou to leave Fang You'an in a cold voice.

Fang Youan!
"The 20 check...was given by his family..." Xiang's mother's momentum and enthusiasm seemed to have suddenly faded, and she muttered to herself, with a hint of guilt in her eyes.

"Okay, Mom! The check has nothing to do with you. No one can force me to do what I don't want to. At that time, if I didn't use the check, I would definitely regret it today. The 20 will be returned sooner or later. Don't think too much about theirs." Xiang Xiaorou hugged her mother's thin shoulders and comforted her.

It's a pity that the more I say this, the more I feel guilty for my mother.

"Then you and him now...?"

"I don't know what he is thinking. We have been separated for six years, and we just met a few days ago. Mom, I will handle the matter between me and him, so don't worry about it. It's getting late , Today is the anniversary of my father's death, and there are many things to be busy, hurry up!"

"Then he..."

"He can keep it if he wants to. After so many years, I still owe him!" Xiang Xiaorou's eyes showed a hint of sadness, and she didn't want her mother to find out, so she turned around and poured Fang You'an a glass of water, and left the kitchen.

I restrained my mood from my mother, and concentrated on preparing for the various affairs that will be used today.

The next matters, step by step.The anniversary of death in the small town is particular. You must prepare tinfoil coins, joss sticks, etc., and burn them to the deceased. You must also prepare various meat and vegetable meals and drinks to worship the deceased.Mother Xiang has a deep affection for her husband, so she prepared very carefully, and because Xiang Xiaorou rarely came back, the meal was extra rich.

Fresh chrysanthemums were placed on the offering bottle in front of Xiang's father's photo, and a square table was placed in front of the long case. Every time Xiang's mother prepared a dish in the kitchen, Xiang Xiaorou would bring it out and put it on the table.

Mother Xiang didn't stop cooking until the table was filled with fish, fresh fruits, and some traditional pastries that Fang Youan couldn't name.Then put the small wine glasses, put the chopsticks and spoons, pour the old wine, and light the joss sticks.

Next was to burn the tin foil, and Xiang Xiaorou silently helped her mother throw the tin foil into the fire.With the respect and longing for the deceased, the concern of the stranger is conveyed to the deceased along with the tin foil that slowly turns to ashes.

Fang Youan is like a spectator, standing aside watching those ancient customs, heavy and sad.

Before today, he felt that these customs were just old bad habits, but after today, he suddenly discovered that people still need some unreal things to express their grief.

He thought of his mother, who had been dead for many years.

After the sacrificial ceremony was over, it was time for lunch.

Xiang Xiaorou helped her mother bring the enshrined delicacies to the dining table, and the sumptuous lunch began.

Perhaps because he wanted to get rid of the heaviness just now, or because he wanted to please Xiang's mother, Fang Youan worked hard to find the sense of humor in his belly. Although Xiang's mother was still full of wariness and alienation towards him, the atmosphere was much more lively.

After the meal, he waved to his mother to let Xiang Xiaorou leave, and stayed by himself to deal with the aftermath.

Xiang Xiaorou took Fang Youan for a walk in the small village.

(End of this chapter)