Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn?

Chapter 200: She seems to be my daughter-in-law?

 After leaving the shopping mall, there were vendors setting up stalls on both sides of the pedestrian street, including those selling incense, candles, fireworks, jujube cakes, and cooked food.

I can hear the shouts coming and going, and there is a strong smell of the New Year everywhere.

Jiang Qin put the New Year's goods he bought into the trunk. Before he left the parking lot, he received a call from Yang Shu'an, saying that he had brought half a fan of mutton and was now in front of their house. He was very tired.

“I said no, your dad is really too polite.”

“Uncle, it’s Chinese New Year. My dad specially ordered the goods a month in advance. The best Yanchitan sheep are half for each of our families.”

“Then wait for me at the door for a while, I’ll go back right away.”

Jiang Qin hung up the phone and looked at the little rich woman: "Do you want to go to my house?"

 Feng Nanshu puffed up her pink cheeks instantly, and her beautiful eyes became bright: "Brother, let's go."

"I can tell you in advance that my house is small and there is nothing interesting."

“Then I’ll just play for a while.”

Jiang Qin was amused by her serious expression. He stretched out his hand to fasten her seat belt, lit a fire and returned to Hongrong's home.

 Mom and dad only take the holidays on New Year's Eve. There is no one at home now, otherwise Yang Shu'an would not be turned away, so there is no problem in bringing the little rich woman back.

 Besides, what’s wrong with someone?

 What's going on when your parents are at home?

 It’s normal to bring good friends home for a walk. Do I feel guilty?

That **** Guo Zihang came here every now and then when I was in high school. He couldn't sit upright like everyone else!

But some people did not mention it without thinking. As soon as Jiang Qin got off the car at the gate of the community, the fat little black man ran over from the opposite side of the road.

He was holding a large box of roast chicken in his arms, which is a very famous local brand in Jeju.

“My distant uncle who sells roast chicken came again and packed several boxes. I couldn’t finish them all. I couldn’t finish them at all.”

“Lao Guo, I remember you would give me a box of this thing every year?”

“He gives it away every year without changing the pattern, so there’s nothing I can do about it.”

 Guo Zihang took a picture of the roast chicken box and walked upstairs with Jiang Qin and Feng Nanshu. Just halfway, they met Aunt Li who was out walking with her eldest grandson in her arms.

 Aunt Li’s business has been particularly busy recently.

Why?

 Because all the people who went out to work came back, those who came back without wives, those who had been married for many years without children, she wanted to feed all of them.

Those two legs are like drinking the blue bottle of Mega Calcium from Harbin Pharmaceutical No. 6 Factory. It is effortless to jump up to the sixth floor in one breath.

 The two parties met at the corner of the stairs on the second floor, and the atmosphere instantly solidified in 0.01 seconds.

 At that time, Aunt Li looked at Feng Nanshu, her gossip soul burning brightly.

“Hey, Jiang Qin, who is this little girl? Why did you take her home?”

“Mom, come on, let me introduce you. This is Guo Zihang, and this is Guo Zihang’s godmother.”

Guo Zihang: "?"

 Aunt Li: “?”

Jiang Qin held Feng Nanshu's little hand and walked upstairs calmly, thinking that I was lucky to be smart.

Aunt Li is a flamboyant woman who looks like the director of the intelligence department of Hongrong Homeland. If you tell her that this is my classmate, you will definitely be doomed.

It doesn’t take until the next day. Just tonight, the news that Jiang Qin brought home a very beautiful female classmate will spread throughout the community, and by the way, it will reach my mother’s ears.

 But it’s different when it comes to Guo Zihang’s godmother.

 First of all, no one in this community knows who Guo Zihang is.

 Besides, she is a godmother. How can she be a young and beautiful girl? She can stop all rumors with one sentence.

Jiang Qin believes that no one else can achieve such a fast reaction speed and such a deft way of avoiding danger.

When we arrived on the fourth floor, Yang Shuan was already waiting at the door. At his feet was a large foam box with a product label for Yanchitan Sheep on it.

Jiang Qin took out the key, opened the door, and invited the three people in.

 “Would you like to change into slippers?”

“There aren’t that many slippers, so just wear them when you go in, and then drag them if they get dirty. I’m a small house and I’m not that particular.”

Guo Zihang has been here many times and is no stranger to it. He put the roast chicken in his hand on the table and went to the living room.

Yang Shuan also followed the example of the gourd painting and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

Jiang Qin turned to look at Feng Nanshu at this time and found that she was looking into the room curiously. When Jiang Qin looked at her, he immediately returned to his calm and cold expression.

 “This is called a small family, and it has gained a lot of experience, right?”

 “It’s cute even when it’s small.”

Feng Nanshu evaluated seriously, then walked in with her little boots and walked around the living room and dining table. However, she did not dare to enter those spaces with doors. Overall, she was still a little nervous.

Jiang Qin turned on the TV for them and let them sit wherever they wanted, while he divided the roast chicken into two portions and picked out a large piece of lamb chop from the divided mutton.

Later, I asked Yang Shuan to bring back three roast chickens, asked Guo Zihang to carry half of the lamb chops back, and kept the rest at home for the New Year.

He finished the things and wiped his hands before leaving the kitchen and found the little rich woman standing quietly at the door of his bedroom.

"what?"

Feng Nanshu stretched out a white finger and pressed it on the door: "Jiang Qin, I want to go in and have a look."

“No, there is a secret in it and it will bite people.” Jiang Qin refused.

 “Brother, I want to go in and have a look.”

　　　…”

 Some skills will have different effects when released in different environments. Just like this soft-spoken brother, once called out in his own home, the lethality will be doubled, and his pride will almost be broken.

Jiang Qin reached out and opened the door, satisfying the curiosity of the aloof little rich woman.

His room is not big, only about 20 square meters in total. Directly opposite is a single bed, covered with blue and white checkered sheets left over from when he lived on campus in high school, and next to the bed is a writing desk.

 In fact, his room was not that plain originally. There used to be some anime posters and celebrity photos stuck on the wall.

But after returning from rebirth, Jiang Qin felt that it was too fancy, so he took off all the calendars and replaced them with a wall calendar.

"uncle!"

"What's wrong?"

 “I’m hungry, can you get me some food?”

Yang Shuan didn't have lunch when he arrived, and he waited at the door for a long time. His stomach couldn't help but growl. “Okay, for the sake of celebrating the New Year, I’ll show you my cooking skills.”

Jiang Qin left the little rich woman in his bedroom and let her play by herself. Then he rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen. After tinkering for a long time, he finally brought out four bowls of hot instant noodles.

"That's it?"

Yang Shuan’s mouth was crooked.

“Why did it take so long to make instant noodles?”

Guo Zihang also looked puzzled.

“It’s good to have something to eat, but I’m still picky. My son who has been home for half a month is no better than a dog. Don’t tell me you don’t understand. It’s just instant noodles, which I saved with all my hard work.”

“No, uncle, where did your cooking skills go?” Yang Shuan looked puzzled.

“You need hot water to make instant noodles. My skill is to boil water quickly and well.”

Jiang Qin grinned, turned around and went to the bedroom to ask Feng Nanshu to come out to eat instant noodles.

The little rich woman has been running outside with him for a whole day and hasn't eaten anything. She is probably hungry already.

He pushed open the door and found Feng Nanshu lying on his bed, flipping through the book "Detective Academy Q" on his bedside in his hand. His eyes were smart and cute, and his slender and curled eyelashes were constantly trembling.

 “It’s time to eat.”

"oh."

Feng Nanshu got up obediently and walked out of his bedroom, while Jiang Qin stared at the place where the little rich woman lay, feeling a little dazed.

You bring a female classmate home, and she lies on your bed and plays with herself. How can I describe this feeling? It’s okay if you don’t think about it carefully. When you think about it, you always have a numb feeling.

“Hey, I remember that this new instant noodles should come with braised eggs, why don’t I have one?”

 After eating instant noodles for a long time, Guo Zihang realized that something was missing.

“I don’t have this either. Did you throw it in the trash can?”

After being reminded, Yang Shuan also held the fork and looked around, but couldn't find any egg hairs.

"Really? I don't know. Maybe you two are unlucky."

Jiang Qin took a bite of noodles calmly.

 “Jiang Qin, there are three eggs in my noodles.”

Feng Nanshu used a fork to peel off the top noodles, revealing the three braised eggs inside, his eyes bright.

 “Don’t you like eating braised eggs? You are so lucky.”

Jiang Qin picked up his braised eggs and took a bite without blushing or gasping for breath.

Guo Zihang: "God **** luck..."

Yang Shuan: "Artificial luck..."

After eating instant noodles, Jiang Qin handed the roast chicken to Yang Shuan and the lamb chops to Guo Zihang, and began to issue orders to exclude guests.

It's time for Ms. Yuan Youqin to get off work. If she doesn't leave, she might be stuck at home.

 At that time, I will still have to work hard to explain. Mom, don’t get excited, I don’t have a daughter-in-law!

 With my mother’s temper, I probably still don’t believe it.

So the four of them came downstairs and discussed going to a nearby water bar to sit for a while, chatting and playing poker or something. After all, during the Chinese New Year, entertainment is more important than the sky.

But just as he was about to leave, Feng Nanshu suddenly felt dumbfounded: "Jiang Qin, I forgot my bag."

 She brought a pink backpack with her, which could hold her mobile phone and lipstick. She probably left it in the living room.

Jiang Qin asked them to wait below and ran upstairs to get it.

 But there are always various coincidences in this world.

As soon as he ran upstairs, Ms. Yuan Youqin, who had left work early, arrived at the community, holding rice, grain and oil distributed by her work unit in her hands. She was stunned when she passed the door of the building.

 She knew Guo Zihang, so she quickly judged that the three people were here to see Jiang Qin.

 “Why don’t you go home?”

“We just came out of the house, and Jiang Qin went up to get something.”

Yuan Youqin nodded and turned his attention to Feng Nanshu.

The little rich woman put on a down jacket hat as soon as she got downstairs. Her pretty face was not quite clear, but it still made her feel familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

The little rich woman was a little panicked. She knew she was Jiang Ma, so she raised her hand that was hidden in her sleeves and waved it, but she didn't know what to call her.

Yuan Youqin didn’t think too much about it, mainly because it was not polite to stare at others for a long time, so he exchanged a few pleasantries, carried his things and went upstairs.

As soon as he entered the house, Yuan Youqin saw Jiang Qin holding his bag and about to go out.

 “Are you going out?”

“Mom, why are you back?” Jiang Qin was startled.

Yuan Youqin put down her things and changed into slippers: "The work unit went on holiday early, so I came back. Those three downstairs are your classmates, right?"

 “Ah yes, classmates, absolute classmates, naked classmates.”

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"I went out to play. There is freshly heated hot water in the kitchen. Please drink some water. I'll leave first."

Jiang Qin knew from his mother's reaction that she didn't seem to recognize Feng Nanshu, so she didn't dare to talk more and swooped out of the house with her bag.

Yuan Youqin went to the kitchen and poured a glass of water, took a few sips, and turned on the TV to watch a soap opera, but she always felt that something was not quite right.

Thinking about the girl's face just now, and then thinking about the way Jiang Qin took the bag out, her eyebrows gradually furrowed.

 “That girl does look familiar.”

　　　…”

"Wait a minute."

 “She is my daughter-in-law, right?!”

Yuan Youqin suddenly figured it out. The girl downstairs was clearly the obscene **** the wallpaper of Gouzi’s mobile phone. What else could she say about a celebrity? Can celebrities be brought home?

 90 out of 10, absolutely 89 out of 10!

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 (End of this chapter)