Reborn In the 1990s

"I can play games. It seems that it's almost good." Jiang Qingyue releases Cheng Yu and pats him on the shoulder.

"It's all right. Don't worry." Cheng Yu took Jiang Qingyue's luggage and moved his arm in front of him.

"Brother, what game are you playing?" Cheng Sheng is not satisfied that Cheng Yu doesn't notice himself. He lies on his lap and asks aloud.

"Racing game, want to play it?" Cheng Yu listened and looked at him.

Where he couldn't see, the hands of the second and the third were shaking like cramps. His heart roared like a storm, asking Cheng Yu to look back at them.

"Yes!" Cheng Sheng said happily.

"Let your brothers play there." Cheng Yu turns around and points to the old two and three who are standing on guard and says to his younger brother.

Two and three before a second or face of life can not love. The next second, they were frightened to have an egg in their mouth, and their hearts were full of "girlish" panic.

But Cheng Sheng's inner expectation is that his brother can accompany him to play, so he of course does not want to, but takes Cheng Yu's hand and asks him to bring himself.

"It turns out that the eldest brother not only has a younger sister, but also a younger brother." The second looks at Cheng Yu, who is not only holding her thighs, but also holding hands. All of a sudden, he said something out of his head.

"Are you a fool?" The fifth looks at the contempt of the second one.

Fang Ruixue holds a lot of lunch boxes, lowers his head and shoulders, quietly moves to the kitchen, trying to minimize his sense of existence.

"It's all your friends. Don't you introduce it to your mother?" After exchanging greetings with his son, Jiang Qingyue looks at the three boys behind Cheng Yu and asks him.

"They are all my classmates and roommates, Sun Wei, Zhou Bing and Yang Ming." Cheng Yu introduced Jiang Qingyue.

"Hello, Auntie!" The third person said hello to Jiang Qingyue in unison. Fang Ruixue, who had just stepped into the kitchen, was shocked.

"Hello Jiang Qingyue said hello to them with a smile, "thank you for your usual care of Cheng Yu. During the holiday, I came to accompany him to relieve his boredom."

"No, no, the boss takes care of us more."

"Yes, yes, yes! We're just playing around together, playing games or something

The third stabbed the second in the back, and immediately shut his mouth.

Jiang Qingyue also saw that because of her arrival, the children who were originally happy to play together were uncomfortable.

She had never been a serious mother and didn't want Cheng Yu's friends to have such a misunderstanding about herself, so she laughed and said to them, "it's not easy to have a holiday. We should get together with our friends to relax. You haven't eaten yet, have you? Will your aunt invite you to dinner

"No, no!"

"No, auntie. Let's go home and eat. "

"Yes, yes, yes! We go home to eat. It's time to go home and eat. "

Three people waved their hands together, and then even brought the game CD-ROM were too late to clean up, stroke Yu hit a wink, they all ran away, just like the ghost behind.

"I, I really want to invite them to dinner!" Jiang Qingyue, looking at the young people who quickly disappeared behind the door, explained to Cheng Yu, "I'm really in the heart!"

"It's OK." Cheng Yu took Jiang Qingyue's shoulder and comforted her, "they are afraid that parents are afraid of getting used to it. Seeing the parents is the same as meeting the cat and mouse. It's not aimed at you

"All right." Jiang Qingyue looked bored and disappointed, "I would like to talk to them more about your life in school."

Cheng Yu grew up with his grandparents. He spent too little time with his parents. Jiang Qingyue could only peek at his growth from photos. The last time he met, he was still a child, and the next time he met, he had grown into a handsome young man. She missed too much, so she always hopes to make up for it and learn more about Cheng Yu's life. To participate in his growth.

However, when it comes to eating, Cheng Yu finally remembers something. He turns his head and looks around and hears the sound of water coming from the kitchen.

Fang Ruixue is washing the bowl that Cheng Yu left yesterday. The food she brought was put on the cooking table, which has not been opened.

I'm very sincere. Cheng Yu knocked on the glass door of the kitchen.

Fang Ruixue looked back at him, and then continued to fight against the bowl in his hand: "after you finish your meal, if you don't want to wash the dishes, remember to soak the dishes with water, otherwise the rice grains stuck in the evening will be dry and it will be difficult to wash them."

"We'll do it ourselves next time. I'm sorry." Cheng Yu was embarrassed to touch his nose and felt a little ashamed.

"You'd better do what you say." Fang Ruixue finally picked out the stubborn grain of rice and washed the last bowl clean. Put it on the side of the drain shelf, "there are a lot of food to prepare today, if they all leave. You can eat with your mom and your brother. " Fang Ruixue dried her hands and folded the cloth and put them aside.

"Thank you. You've been working hard for two days." Cheng Yu leaned against the door frame. Look at her and say."No hard work." Fang Ruixue smiles at him, then glances at his back, "is your injury really OK?"

Cheng Yu at home to cultivate, but also to continue to apply medicine, discharge when the wound just scab, that piece of blue and purple has not disappeared. Just now Cheng Sheng rushed over and held Cheng Yu's leg. When Jiang Qingyue patted Cheng Yu's back, Fang Ruixue was worried about whether he would hurt.

"It's really OK. I'm in good health and recover quickly."

"Then I will not come from tomorrow." Fang Ruixue put down her sleeve which she rolled up just now for the convenience of washing dishes, and then looked out. Jiang Qingyue's attention has been on their side since just now.

"Good." Cheng Yu nods.

Since Jiang Qingyue is here. Then he should go home.

When Fang Ruixue left, she politely said hello to Jiang Qingyue. Jiang Qingyue sat upright on the sofa, gave her a kind smile, and then said in a soft voice, "it's hard."

Fang Ruixue felt that Jiang Qingyue, who was sitting there quietly, looked like a painting. She's the one in the picture. Even this, Cheng Yu is very similar to her. Standing quietly beside the street, standing in the shade of trees and under the streetlights, Cheng Yu always looks like a pair of ink and wash paintings, which makes people want to collect them and stay in the memory without fading.

"Do you never do housework at home?" After Fang Ruixue left, Jiang Qingyue immediately changed into a more comfortable position and asked Cheng Yu, who was setting up dishes and chopsticks in the restaurant, "how can you be so lazy? I'd like to invite a little girl to cook and wash dishes for you. Are you ashamed of such a big man? "

"I didn't hire people." Cheng Yu argued for himself, "it's my brother-in-law, please go to him." If Jiang Jinyue didn't go to talk to Fang Ruixue, how could he ask Fang Ruixue to deliver food to himself every day.

"You must not imitate the dandy manner of your uncle." Jiang Qingyue takes a look at her son. Although she hardly ever enters the kitchen before she gets married, the boys can't do this. They can't get used to being taken care of. "At least the dishes have to be washed by themselves." She said.

"I see." Cheng Yu set out the meals one by one, "have a meal."