485. The Jiang Nan chapter of the North has been updated with the number of updated words: 4267

At the end of the year, people can always feel a heavy taste that belongs only to the imperial city. What is very interesting is that this heavy weight hides some liveliness, and there is a hint of warm New Year atmosphere. Whether it is a local in the capital, or the "Old Yanjing" commonly mentioned in the saying, you can feel it very clearly.

Although the winter in the north is indeed very cold, almost every breath can make her lungs feel like she has entered the Arctic Circle with cold winds all the time, the New Year smell that is always emitting can resist this coldness well. Although Jiang Nan is a genuine Wu Yue girl, she may not be able to adapt to the sky-blue cold sky in terms of climate, because she feels a different taste from Jiangnan, she still floats up a little from her longing for her hometown for a moment.

If she was in Yuezhou, it should be the time for her and her parents to prepare New Year’s goods? Since she was seven years old, because of her dissatisfaction with her grandmother’s arrangement, her mother has gone to the north and started border trade with the Russians in Siberia. But no matter how busy her career is, she would always arrive at the father and daughter more than half a month or even more than a month in advance. The family of three will celebrate a festival that is not too lively but full of joy. In the winter in the south, it is always wet and cold. Sometimes, when the father and daughter forget to take out the winter clothes and dry it, they will always be scolded by their mother. At this time, the dining table is not the swelling belly, white meat slices, braised and other things around her, but yellow croaker, eight-treasure vegetables, and jellyfish heads...

Thinking of this, Jiang Nan looked at the hands of her cousin Jiang Ying next to her. She was cooked with 10,000 yuan. She was not afraid to taste various delicious snacks, but she left her pledge to lose weight. At this moment, there was no food.

It was obvious that the smell of yiyàng was swaying into the nose, but what I was thinking in my heart was the pastry in Jiangnan, yellow rice candy, red date cake, brown sugar cake, jade green cake, and colorful colors lingering in front of my eyes, which made the girl feel in a trance, as if she saw the unchanging memory hidden in her childhood, which was the smell of her hometown and grandmother.

"Hey, sister, what are you thinking?" Jiang Ying shook her finger in front of her. She was actually not much younger than Jiang Nan. If you think about it carefully, it was only a month and seven days apart. However, after spending a long time with this cousin, Jiang Ying always subconsciously entered the role of a child, at least a child younger than Jiang Nan. So when the two went out, her performance was always more lively, and sometimes she could even laugh and talk for more than half an hour.

But Jiang Ying didn't know. In Yuezhou, thousands of miles away, people would occasionally think of their cousin. Many people would think of their cousin with Jiang Nanyiyàng, and remember the days when winter was dark very early. After day after day study, one math, physics and chemistry exercises, and the Chinese and foreign language memorization over and over again, they could face the cold but bright early winter cold stars and look forward to the most anticipated days of the day on the bus. The girl with the same name as the Wu Yue land in Jiangnan.

This kind of expectation can satisfy them most of the time. But while being satisfied, it will inevitably make them feel a little depressed.

Because there are often boys around that girl. A boy who is stared at by everyone with envy, jealousy and hatred. He seems to have no idea how supreme treatment he has enjoyed, and he rarely speaks, as if he is so reserved. Often at this time, the girl will smile gently and then say something next to the boy's ears. At this time, the two of them will look at each other and slightly curl the corners of their mouths.

"It's nothing, what's wrong? This is here?" Jiang Nan got rid of the memories, then opened his confused eyes and looked at Jiang Ying. Both sisters were really outstanding, but Jiang Nan's temperament was even better. At this time, the cousins ​​and cousins ​​of the Jiang family who were all big and small following them and acting as flower guards would wail in their hearts. Why are their sisters/sisters so outstanding? Maybe there will be many troubles waiting for men like them to deal with in the future. It's really a disaster for the beauty.

"It's here, it's here!" Jiang Ying smiled and nodded repeatedly, her head couldn't help but look around.

"Since you are going to buy things for your uncle, you always have a goal, right? Where?" Jiang Nan, who knew almost nothing about antiques, looked at her brothers and sisters around her with a very target. The aunt and uncle she called it Yuezhou, and in fact she was the younger brother of grandma. Because it was because the He family had a child in their old age, this aunt and uncle were no older than their parents, and now she was only in her fifties.

It is also because of the love of his parents and several sisters above, so the "little" old man in the He family also has some minor problems that are not very popular. For example, he is not old, but he always likes preaching more than their grandparents, showing his authority at home in turn. Often at family dinners, the old man's preaching target is not limited to the three generations of grandchildren, but often speaks with Jiang Jianmo's generation.

But because of He Qifang, not many people seriously care about him.

This time, if these three generations of the Jiang family thought, they would never take the initiative to come to the old man. However, because their parents were thinking about the old lady's intentions, they would insincerely telling the children that they had to come and get a birthday gift, and the old lady would be able to bear the face.

"How do we know? My sister-in-law told us to come. I didn't explain what I bought." Jiang Ying shook her head and turned her eyes to a cousin on the other side: "Brother, do you know what you want to buy? Or go to those stores to check it out?"

The boy who was ordered by Jiang Ying also looked seventeen or eighteen years old, and happened to be in his third year of high school. However, because he was the grandchildren of the old man and brother of the Jiang family, there was only one family separated. However, after all, He Qifang's status was here, so several grandchildren often came and went to Jiang Nan's family, and they were quite familiar with each other, almost the same as the cousins ​​of the same ancestors. However, although they were older than Jiang Nan and the others, this person was also a typical nerd, and he was worried about encountering such problems. How could he help with advice?

Just when a group of people looked at each other and didn't know what to do, a greeting suddenly came from beside them: "Well, Jiang Ying, Jiang Nan. Are you also visiting Panjiayuan?"

The younger generations of the Jiang family immediately turned around and saw a father and son. The father was about forty years old. The pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose added a bit of elegance. The boys around him seemed to be carved from the same mold as his father, and they were also very gentle and handsome. Even the glasses on his face were almost exactly yiyàng. Seeing his son greeting someone, the father nodded and smiled kindly when he saw Jiang Nan and others' eyes turn.

"Tan Yan?" This response is naturally not Jiang Nan. Although the girl has been studying and living in the capital for more than half a year, she already has her cousin, an acquaintance, and she is reluctant to go to Beijing. So she is not like when she was in Yuezhou. Even if she meets someone she doesn't like, she can nod and smile gently. Now when she hears someone greeting her, she just turned around and glanced. Then she nodded slightly and said hello.

The boy looked back at his father, and saw that he smiled and had no intention of objection, so he walked over and smiled at Jiang Ying, "Why did you come here? No one likes to collect cultural relics, right?" While saying that, he turned his gaze to Jiang Nan, obviously waiting for the girl's response.

"What does it mean? We can't be interested in antiques?" Jiang Ying obviously still had a good impression of the boy, and she didn't look down on the opposite sex yiyàng like the opposite sex who looked down on her. She just shook her face and ignored her, and ignored her: "Okay. Just say it, is it because the drunken man's intention is not to drink? I think you don't want to ask me what I mean at all. Are you asking my sister?"

It would be fine if the Jiang family was older than that. A few half-year-old boys in junior high school immediately looked like this, staring at the boy named Tan Yan, regardless of Jiang Ying's affection. Someone was still shouting in his heart, "What's going on, it's true, it's coming." Sister Jiang Nan's attraction is a little too strong, and she just came out and met her suitor.

But Tan Yan was not anxious or impatient, and did not blush or wince because of Jiang Ying's teasing. Instead, he smiled and shook his head slightly: "You are my old classmate. Don't you know what you like? I haven't heard of you in three years of junior high school. As for your other brothers and sisters, I don't seem to be very interested in this place, and there is no clear goal, so I guess if Jiang Nan is coming to visit here."

A young man has very few analytical skills and the logic is clear, but he never expected that his guess would be in the wrong direction from the beginning, which would only lead to his judgment getting further and further away from the truth.

Jiang Nan did not comment on Tan Yan's statement, but just smiled and turned his eyes away. Instead, Jiang Ying raised the corners of her mouth pridefully: "I just said you guessed it wrong? My sister is not interested in this place. She is born with a calm face. Did it lead you into a misunderstanding of thinking? By the way, what are you doing here? Come for a walk with your uncle?"

Tan Yan shook his head: "No, my home is in Houhu Garden, so far away from here, how could it be for a walk? It was because my father just collected a scroll of Gao Jianfu's ink and flower and bird hand scrolls a few days ago. There were not enough tools at home, so he took it here to protect it."

In the school, Tan Yan is not very arrogant, but it is one of the frequent topics that many girls talk about. Because his father is a famous contemporary painter in the capital and is also well-known in the Arts Association, it is said that the ink-splashing landscape in the school principal's office was given to the school by Tan Yan's father. Moreover, this boy himself has a lot of connotations and is a boy with a bit of books. Therefore, the frequency of his mention by girls is almost no less than that of a few school grasses and student union figures.

However, this boy has never heard of having sex with that girl during his whole year of high school. Not only did he not do that, he also rejected a small note from a girl in the next class after a school exercise, which caused a lot of discussion in some circles in this class. Everyone agreed that the girl in the next class was beautiful, but she had a more extroverted personality. She often went to class to find people to chat, and was not worthy of Tan Yan in terms of temperament.

After experiencing this incident, girls who also had a little affection for Tan Yan during their first year of high school hid this affection in their hearts or simply forgot them, so as not to confess their love. In the end, they became unaware people who said that "the temperament is not worthy of Tan Yan".
Chapter completed!