Chapter 41
At the end of April when spring was in full bloom, Mo Suyuan called, and her mother's voice was still full of vitality.
"Have you been busy lately?" Mo Suyuan seemed to be still in the tea room. Ji Qinyang could hear the background music of "What a Jasmine Flower": "You don't go home, why are you sending money? There is no shortage of money at home."
Ji Qinyang laughed: "I will be back after I finish my work."
Mo Suyuan pretended to be unhappy and said, "Why do you come back? Don't come back. Why don't we go see you?"
Ji Qinyang was stunned: "You and Dad... come to Beijing?"
"Yes." Mo Suyuan said in a relaxed tone: "We have booked a plane ticket for next week and will come to you for a few days. By the way, is Xie Meng still with you? I'll bring you some new Biluo tea."
Ji Qinyang: “…”
Xie Meng bent down and took out the clothes from the washing machine, threw them away and hung them one by one. He straightened his arms, and the lines on his shoulders were graceful and tense. Xie Meng did not turn around and said calmly: "If your parents come, do you want me to live out?"
Ji Qinyang leaned against the balcony door and supported the ground with one foot obliquely: "Where do you want to live?"
Xie Meng glanced at him.
Ji Qinyang smiled and shook his head: "You." He was going to get the wet clothes, but Xie Meng gently blocked them.
"Don't touch it." Xie Meng said: "I'll do it."
Ji Qinyang grabbed his hand: "I'm too much, and I'm indifferent. If you don't say it, how can I know you're unhappy?"
Xie Meng didn't say anything. Ji Qinyang's hands were skinny and white, and his fingers were round and clean. It was just a simple movement of holding hands. Xie Meng seemed to feel that his heart was gently held by the other party.
"I'm not angry." Xie Meng stroked the back of Ji Qinyang's hand. He raised his eyes and his eyes fell between the other party's eyebrows: "I'm worried that you are not ready to tell them about your relationship with me, do you understand?"
Ji Qinyang frowned and his face became very serious.
"Don't you believe me?" he asked.
Xie Meng sighed, and he kissed Ji Qinyang's fingertips: "It's not that I don't believe you." He smiled and said, "It's because I don't want you to make things difficult for me."
Although he got a driver's license in the year of graduation, Xie Meng did not consider buying a car. First, Ji Qinyang belongs to the SOHO family, and second, he has always been picking up on himself.
So when Xie Meng invited Chu Kanglin to help him see the car, his boss was very surprised.
"It's really rare." Chu Kanglin sat in Xie Mengzhao's car: "How did you make up your mind to buy a car?"
Xie Meng: "It wasn't a sudden decision. I got the lottery more than half a year ago, and it happened to be coming down recently."
Chu Kanglin raised his eyebrows: "Buy it and give it to someone?"
Xie Meng admitted generously: "It's almost the same."
Chu Kanglin smiled. He didn't ask much, and watched Xie Meng chat with the sales manager and inquire about the price, and finally booked two years of installment payment.
"As soon as it comes, you have to pay off your debts desperately in the future." Chu Kanglin lit a cigarette, narrowed his eyes and took a sip, and suddenly said, "I will probably go to another district to be the chief in charge next year. Now in this position... are you interested?"
Xie Meng didn't expect that he would suddenly say this, and he didn't know how to answer for a long time.
Chu Kanglin patted him on the shoulder: "Young man, be down-to-earth, work hard, and you will definitely have a future."
On the day when I went to pick up Mo Suyuan, Xie Meng gave Ji Qinyang the car keys, but the latter didn't react for a long time: "When did you buy it?"
"This year's birthday gift." Xie Meng took Ji Qinyang's head and kissed: "Go and pick your mother up."
"..." Ji Qinyang was so amused and crying: "This style is wrong. What about I'll support you?"
Xie Meng: "Buying a car is considered as a subsidy for household expenses. When will I grab the rent from you?"
Ji Qinyang held the car keys and was speechless for a while and had to say, "Then you go and pick them up with me."
Xie Meng looked at him with a look of "Are you sure?"
Ji Qinyang passed by his shoulder: "Don't be shy, an ugly daughter-in-law must meet her parents-in-law."
Xie Meng: “…”
Mo Suyuan and Ji Shanrong didn't carry much luggage. They were not surprised to see Xie Meng when they got in the car. Mo Suyuan greeted him warmly: "Xiao Xie, don't be fine."
"Hello, Auntie." Xie Mengban helped her sit down: "You are not good enough."
Mo Suyuan waved her hand carelessly: "Why are you safe? I'm old."
Ji Qinyang looked at his mother from the rearview mirror: "Go to live in our house?"
Ji Shanrong coughed and said dissatisfied: "There is no reason to squeeze together with the young man. I have booked your mom's hotel and I, just go there."
Xie Meng wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Mo Suyuan and said, "Go to the hotel and put your luggage. I'll go cook for you. How long has it been since we had a reunion dinner together?"
"You two are ignored for the sake of businessmen." Mo Suyuan complained: "If you don't have money, you don't have money. It's not that the family can't afford it."
Ji Qinyang and Xie Meng looked at each other and laughed.
"Then I'll wait to buy vegetables." Ji Qinyang turned on the steering wheel: "Mom, what do you want to eat?"
Mo Suyuan said in a suffocating manner: "Ask Xiao Xie what to eat, ask me what to do, and eat as much as I cook, and don't give me leftovers."
Fortunately, the wine that Ji Shanrong had consigned was not broken, so Mo Suyuan booked the kitchen and refused to let Xie Meng come in to help. In the end, Xie Meng had to sit at the door of the kitchen to pick up vegetables. Ji Qinyang had nothing to do. He helped his father take pictures of the sealing mud, and the two sat in the living room to drink a few drinks.
"You have good alcohol tolerance." Ji Shanrong praised his son: "I still remember you poured it into a glass during the New Year in my freshman year."
Ji Qinyang couldn't stand it and said, "How old am I now, how could I get drunk any more casually?"
Ji Shanrong drank another sip of wine, quieted for a while, and sighed, "Yes, six or seven years have passed in a blink of an eye." He looked at Ji Qinyang and smiled, "My sons are all men."
Ji Qinyang raised his hand, he made a fucking move and drank all the wine in the cup.
Xie Meng looked at the two of them and turned around and found that Mo Suyuan was also looking at them. The two of them looked at each other. Mo Suyuan's smile was gentle and charming. She looked at Xie Meng's hand: "You took good care of Ji Qinyang."
Xie Meng was embarrassed: "He also took good care of me..."
Mo Suyuan shook her head, smiled and said nothing.
The food was on the table, and the four of them were finally able to eat together again. Mo Suyuan held up her cups and touched them one by one. She said, "No matter how busy she is in the future, she will have to go home. If she is uncomfortable, she will go home and live with her parents."
Ji Qinyang stretched out his hand and said nothing, just hugged his mother.
Because Ji Qinyang had drunk alcohol, he had to drive Mo Suyuan back to the hotel. He was waiting for the couple to enter the room. When he was about to leave, Mo Suyuan chased him out and handed him the tea bag.
"You see, I almost forgot." Mo Suyuan's gentle gaze fell on Xie Meng's face: "I know you like to drink this year's new tea from Biluochun."
Xie Meng opened his mouth, he was a little helpless and didn't know what to say.
"Also." Mo Suyuan sighed, and she suddenly asked with a smile: "Are you? Should you call me Mom?"
When Ji Qinyang was lying on the bed and was about to fall asleep, he vaguely felt Xie Meng crawling into the quilt and hugging him from behind. He subconsciously turned around and hugged the other person. When he touched Xie Meng's cheek, he felt a wet hand.
"?!" Ji Qinyang woke up completely: "What's wrong?" He reached out to turn on the light, but Xie Meng grabbed his arm.
"It's okay." Xie Meng's voice was a little hoarse, with a strong nasal voice: "Don't turn on the light."
Ji Qinyang held his face: "...you have you been crying all the way?"
"What the hell is wrong?" Ji Qinyang's lips pressed against the other party's forehead.
"Nothing." Xie Meng said: "Just want to thank you."
Ji Qinyang was happy: "So good...why thank me?"
Xie Meng kissed him: "Thank you for giving me family."
"?" Ji Qinyang said for granted: "Of course we are a family, I am your husband."
Xie Meng: “…”
Ji Qinyang looked down at Xie Meng seriously: "Do you want to get married? How about we go abroad to get married after saving enough money?"
After staying in Iraq for more than a year, Zhang Ganggang can already use Arabic skillfully in daily life. Now he is equipped with a gun and even pays attention to his posture when taking photos in the wild or war zone. Try to lie down or stick his hips as much as possible to avoid being hit by stray bullets from unknown places.
When he was not working, Zhang Ganggang rarely wandered around. It was too dangerous and terrible. The city after the war was covered with ruins and there was almost nothing to photograph. He would rather stay in a place with many children, but in fact it might not be safe there.
"Bang, look at the photos." Tazai was only 10 years old, but he was already the leader of a group of children nearby. He was a little troubled when he called Zhang Gang Gang's name, and Gang shouted like kang.
Zhang Ganggang fiddled with his cell phone and smiled at him, "I didn't take any interesting photos, just that one last time."
Tazai frowned: "We want to see what you took before."
There were seven or eight children behind him, and a girl looked only four or five years old, holding a tattered doll in her arms.
Zhang Ganggang pointed to his cell phone: "The albums are all inside, but I can't even access the Internet, so I can't read them."
Tazai pointed at the little girl: "The roof of Dana's house is OK, let's go there to see."
Zhang Ganggang could not resist them and could only follow Tazai.
Chapter completed!