"What's the matter?" Cheng Zhaosong takes a look at Jiang Qingyue and sweeps the two bottles of pickles that she has been staring at. "Is there something wrong with this pickle?"

Cheng Zhaosong took a bottle and tasted a piece of sour cucumber. It was crisp and appetizing, and it was as delicious as before.

"It's not the dish that has problems, but the people behind it." Jiang Qingyue said.

"What's the problem? Its boss is breaking the law? " Cheng Zhaosong holds chopsticks and pulls out most of the bottle of pickled cucumber. He holds it in a special small dish and hands it to Jiang Qingyue.

The pickle bottle is a little small. One bottle is enough to eat two meals. It is said that the boss did not add artificial preservatives for taste and health. Therefore, the amount is specially reduced to make it convenient for customers to finish eating pickles in the best eating time after opening the lid.

"Its boss is in love with your son." Jiang Qingyue said without good breath, as if to vent the resentment in the heart on the innocent pickles.

Cheng Zhao loosened his hands and pondered for a long time. Then he asked uncertainly, "do you mean Cheng Yu? Is he really in love? "

"Really, really. More real than pearls! That girl goes to the hospital every day, two people stick together As long as Fang Ruixue is mentioned, Jiang Qingyue is quite resentful.

Cheng Yu is a person who never cares about other people's eyes and likes to go his own way. In addition, Fang Ruixue, who does not understand love, but has natural fearlessness. Although they didn't say it clearly, who could not understand the intimate atmosphere between them.

When Jiang Qingyue said this, Cheng Zhao felt that the sour cucumber in his mouth was more fragrant when he was songdun, so he asked curiously, "have you seen it? What about the other person? Do you run a factory at home

If they really run a factory, the family should have a lot of money. They may not be able to match it.

Jiang Qingyue finds a vent. Cheng Zhaosong doesn't know about Fang Ruixue, so he complains and tells Cheng Zhaosong everything he hears from Jiang Jinyue.

In other words, Cheng Zhaosong would only respond to her "um" in the whole process. Maybe it's in a good mood today, or listening to Jiang Qingyue talking about Fang Ruixue. Cheng Zhaosong's words were suddenly opened.

At first, it was Jiang Qingyue who was talking and Cheng Zhaosong was listening. Finally, it turned out that Cheng Zhaosong was talking and Jiang Qingyue was listening.

"Do you remember that comrade in arms in my hometown? Fang Ruixue is the niece of my comrade in arms. " The sour cucumber on the plate, the iced tea on the hand, and his wife, who are in love with each other, have a quiet life that makes Cheng Zhaosong begin to recall the past.

Jiang Qingyue was slightly surprised. Jiang Jinyue didn't say that to her. She probably didn't know.

"Is it the family surnamed Hu?" Cheng Zhaosong thinks highly of his comrades in arms. So as long as he says. Jiang Qingyue immediately remembered, "didn't you say that his sister died very early?"

"Yes, Fang Ruixue is his sister's child." Chen Zhaosong took a sip of tea. "I haven't returned to my hometown for a long time. I didn't expect that the elder sister's children were so old."

Cheng Zhaosong is in a trance and thinks of his youth. At that time, his favorite thing to do in summer. It means going up and down the river, fishing and catching shrimp.

In the evening, I went swimming in the river for two times, and then went home with my bare arms and wet shoes. And every time he went to a fork in the road and said goodbye to Hu Junfeng, he could always see his sister waiting for him at the intersection.

The red sunset will give each other a warm layer of light. Sometimes there are two vegetable melons and sometimes a few corn in her basket. But no matter what is in the basket, Hu Junfeng and he are always half of those things in the end.

The elder sister with a warm smile in the sunset is a young Cheng Zhaosong's best fantasy for all women.

Therefore, after knowing that Fang Ruixue is the other party's child, he is very much in favor of Cheng Yu being with each other, perhaps in the dark. It's a continuation of emotion.

"I don't think it's a big deal that the two kids like each other." Cheng Zhaosong thinks that Jiang Qingyue doesn't seem to like Fang Ruixue very much, so he wants to say two good words. Maybe it can change the other party's impression of Ruixue, "we know their family very well. Her uncle still goes to my house to pay New Year's greetings every year."! People are just walking around like relatives. Now it's OK to have a close relationship. When I was a child, I always played with Hu Junfeng and was taken care of by his sister. At that time, none of the half grown kids in our village didn't like his sister. "

"And what's more." Looking at the void in the air, Cheng Zhaosong seemed to recall a beautiful moment. "Her mother was in our village, but the matchmaker broke the threshold. Not only do people look good-looking, but also have a good temperament. I didn't expect that, in the end, it was such an end. I went early, leaving only one child and suffering so much. "

"Kiss and kiss?" Jiang Qingyue was very angry and laughed. "Who do you want to marry? What kind of relatives are the Hu family? Is my son used for you to marry anyone you like? ""I don't mean that." Cheng Zhaosong didn't expect that the two words he said casually would bring such a big response to Jiang Qingyue. He was also worried and began to explain in a panic, "I didn't hear you say that the two children are talking about friends? I thought it would be nice if it did. Of course, they are still young now. You don't have to worry too much about marriage. If I say that casually, don't take it seriously. "

When the appetite is bad in summer, people's temper will also be bigger. Moreover, Jiang Qingyue works hard every day in the hospital, so Cheng Zhaosong slows down the volume and tries to pacify her.

As a result, he did not say that he was OK. The more wrong he said, the more jobs Jiang Qingyue wanted to get. His anger in his heart kept rising, and he caught Cheng Zhaosong.

"What? Just because you ate a few mouthfuls of food when you were a child, did you rush to make a matchmaker for your son? My son is so excellent that she doesn't like it? What's more, if you have acquaintances and relatives in your hometown, I don't have any? Isn't that Miss Fu, whom we went back to see last time, better than that niece of your comrade in arms? Cheng Zhaosong, I warn you! Without my consent, you are not allowed to have any bad ideas on yu'er's life and death! "

"Why is this a bad idea?" Cheng Zhaosong looked dull and accepted Jiang Qingyue's anger.

Cheng Zhaosong and Jiang Qingyue have been married for so many years, but they seldom have a red face. However, they didn't expect that Jiang Qingyue and Cheng Zhaosong got angry and quarreled with each other because of Fang Ruixue.

Although Fang Ruixue himself did not know, and Cheng Zhaosong also felt that his wife's fire came a little inexplicable.

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