deliberate kiss

Chapter 184
The memory of the youth campus is the most unforgettable part of life for everyone.

Cheng Cunzheng rushed to the dormitory quickly, and helped Cheng Weiyue carry the messy luggage downstairs.

"It's time for your mother to change your room. You have so many things, how can you fit in your current bedroom?" Cheng Cunzheng was moving things downstairs while muttering in a low voice.

Cheng Weiyue was amused, and turned to look at Cheng Cunzheng: "There are only so many rooms in the house, if I change it again, it will be the master bedroom of you and mother."

The layout of the houses in Tinglan Hutong is small, and the room Cheng Weiyue lives in now is already the largest room in the house except Zhao Ruolan and Cheng Cunzheng's master bedroom.

"Yeah, it's really not easy to live in such a small room." Cheng Cunzheng's tone was very serious, he paused, and said, "Yueyue, dad will buy you a house in the center of Jingcheng City?"

The two had already reached the downstairs of the dormitory. Cheng Weiyue turned her head in astonishment when she heard the words, looked at Cheng Cunzheng, and said, "Dad, why did you say such a thing suddenly? The house at home is fine, why do you want to buy me a house all of a sudden?" ?”

Cheng Cunzheng didn't answer, and put the luggage into the trunk of the car for Cheng Weiyue.

Cheng Cunzheng bought his car very early, when Cheng Weiyue was in kindergarten, so many years have passed, the inside of the car is old, with a smell of old leather.

Cheng Weiyue was sitting in the passenger seat, playing with her fingers around the seat belt.

Cheng Cun was driving the car silently. After a long silence, he suddenly said, "Ning Ning, do you know why Dad returned to Beijing University to work?"

Cheng Weiyue was stunned for a moment, guessing.

"Is it for me?"

"Yes, for my precious daughter." Cheng Cunzheng glanced at Cheng Weiyue and looked away.

The car was driving on the road at a moderate speed.

Cheng Cunzheng said: "Father is just a daughter like you. After all, he wants to plan for your future. Regardless of whether Tinglan Hutong is demolished or not, I will prepare a house for you. This is your future. You can get close."

Cheng Weiyue's heart was indescribably complicated, and she whispered: "But Dad, I don't need you to be so old, and still work so hard for me."

"What stupid things are you talking about? This is no work." Cheng Cunzheng has always been serious and unsmiling. He has been a teacher all his life, and his majesty is always more than kindness.

But at this moment, he became gentle and loving, and he said: "The house price in Jingcheng is too high, and my father has no ability to buy it for you in full, but I do this part-time job at Beijing University, and my monthly allowance is just right." Enough for the monthly payment."

"dad"

"In a few years, Dad won't be able to do it anymore, so you can only rely on yourself. Dad's ability is limited, Ningning, just don't blame me."

Cheng Weiyue could tell that Cheng Cun was determined to buy a house.

But as a child, how can I bear my father to work hard for himself when he reaches the age where he can retire.

Cheng Weiyue looked at Cheng Cunzheng a little sadly, she choked up and said, "Dad, I don't need it, don't make yourself so tired for me."

Cheng Cunzheng said that he would feel at ease only when Cheng Weiyue had his own house.

At night, Zhao Ruolan cooked a lot of dishes, all of which were home-cooked dishes. Cheng Weiyue took a photo of Zhou Jingwei and said that she was going to eat.

She sat down directly opposite Cheng Cun, and as soon as she picked up the chopsticks, she was slapped off by Zhao Ruolan.

Cheng Weiyue sighed, and said: "Mom, I tidied up the dormitory all day today, and I'm very tired, can you let me eat something?"

"What to eat? The guests haven't come yet!" Zhao Ruolan gave her a gouged look and said, "There are no rules at all!"

Only then did Cheng Weiyue realize that there were indeed a few more dishes on the table today than usual.

Cheng Weiyue was curious: "Which guest?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a clear and clean male voice came from the door.

Cheng Weiyue followed the voice and saw Jiang Jinran standing in the courtyard with a big bag in his hand.

Zhao Ruolan had already walked out, still murmuring: "You child, come here, why are you still bringing such things?"

"I brought some casually, I don't know what uncles and aunts like." Jiang Jinran smiled like a good student, and the word "beautiful" was carved on his forehead.

Probably because of this, his short red and black hair is even more eye-catching.

The dusk had come to an end, and the sky was also full of red, which matched Jiang Jinran's hair very well.

"Oh, your uncle and aunt don't pick anything, they can eat anything." Zhao Ruolan took the big bag in Jiang Jinran's hand, and said with a smile: "Next time you come here, don't bring food! Do you know? You made a few dishes that you loved when you were young, try to see if it suits your appetite."

Jiang Jinran said thank you in a decent and well-behaved manner.

There was only room beside Cheng Weiyue on the dining table, Jiang Jinran sat down naturally, blinked at Cheng Weiyue, and said, "Coincidentally, why are you at home?"

"I'm going back to my own home, why do I need to tell you?" Cheng Weiyue poked the rice in front of her and whispered, "You can really pretend, what sacks are you!"

Jiang Jin was overjoyed, he grinned with white teeth, and said in a low voice, "Why are you just pretending? I am sincere, okay? I respect and love my uncles and aunts from the bottom of my heart."

"I didn't see you respect and love their daughter."

"Did you pay me last time not long ago? At worst, next time, I will invite you?"

Cheng Weiyue said no need.

Zhao Ruolan came out with the old hen soup, and asked curiously, "Why don't you need it?"

Cheng Cunzheng was drinking a little wine, but now he also raised his head and looked at Cheng Weiyue.

Cheng Weiyue said it was nothing, got up and poured Cheng Cunzheng a bowl of chicken soup.

After a meal, Zhao Ruolan and Jiang Jinran were the most active at the dinner table.

Jiang Jinran is really sweet, after a meal, he coaxed Zhao Ruolan into a smile all over his face, and he almost recognized Jiang Jinran as his own son.

"Your child is really painful. If Ningning can talk half as much as you, I don't know how happy I am!" After Zhao Ruolan finished speaking, she elbowed Cheng Weiyue who was eating sullenly, a little bit annoyed, and even more so. Most of them are reproaches: "Little girl, you know how to make me angry all day long!"

Cheng Weiyue picked up a piece of fat and thin braised pork, and was hit by Zhao Ruolan, almost fell off.

She put the braised pork on the rice, put her palms together towards Zhao Ruolan, and said, "Mom, have you heard a word?"

What did Zhao Ruolan ask.

Cheng Weiyue said: "A man's mouth is a deceiving ghost."

"How did the little girl talk?" Jiang Jinran was still grinning, Cheng Cunzheng had already put down his chopsticks, and a knife eye flew over.

(End of this chapter)