Ai Weiyang in April

Chapter 42

I drove away from the center early, and the streets on Friday were full of traffic. I rushed home to change clothes, looked up at the wall clock, and the minute hand just jumped to the right time.

While buttoning his coat, he walked to the window and looked down. A familiar car was slowly approaching from the end of the driveway.Turning his head and walking out, he habitually reached for the key in the porcelain plate at the door, suddenly laughed to himself, and put it down again with a jingle.

Hurriedly walking out of the building, Jing Yan's steps were a little hasty, the hem of her long coat fluttered, revealing her slender ankles.

When I got closer, I saw a bright smile in her eyes under the brim of her hat, "Mr. Kong is really punctual, I will trouble you to be the driver today."

"It's an honor to be able to drive for Miss Hua." He replied solemnly, turned around and opened the car door for her, extending his hand to invite her.

He couldn't help laughing, the sound of the car door closing, he also sat in, saw the corners of her mouth curled up, and smiled too, "Jingyan, what time does the party start?"

"9 point."

"It's still early." He glanced at the time.

"I have a task. I have to go to the supermarket to buy ingredients first."

"Ingredients? Do you want to cook?" His voice was full of interest.

"Yeah." Suddenly a little embarrassed, Jingyan turned her head away, "It's just a very simple pasta, I'm just used to it, and they clamor for it every year."

"That's good." He started the car, looked ahead, the corners of his eyes slightly curved, and smiled, "I'm looking forward to it too."

Driving all the way to Gubei, the New Year's Eve is approaching, and Carrefour is full of lively scenes. Before getting out of the car, I can already feel the threatening heat pouring out of the open door.

Joyful and festive New Year's songs echoed in every corner, all the shopping carts were piled full of flowers, the toll lanes were fully opened, and the flow of people who had finished shopping was arranged in a meandering manner like a bumper harvest, which was spectacular.

"Surprised?" Jing Yan knew the way, and walked straight to the food area.

"No," he walked beside him, smiling sideways, "it's the same when buying Christmas overseas."

The crowd was like a tide, and she stepped aside from time to time, thinking in her heart, does a person like him need to buy any gifts in person?Suddenly his waist tightened, and he gently embraced his body, "Be careful."

Avoiding a shopping cart, she raised her head to say thank you, but with a warm palm, he had already pulled her up, "Don't get lost."

Staring blankly at his back, in fact, since she was a child, she hoped that someone would hold her hand, no matter how crowded the crowd was, she would not worry about getting lost, but now that her wish came true, she should be happy, but her nose felt sore.

The food area has already appeared in front of him, and the freezer in front is bleak, "What do you want to buy?" His voice came.

The momentary mood swings have passed, and he replied, "I want to buy pasta, and there are some ingredients."

"Well, these?" In front of him was a whole row of beautifully packaged imported food.

After distinguishing carefully, Jingyan explained in a low voice, "It needs fine flour, hard duran wheat."

"Is there any difference?" He also helped to watch together.

"Of course," Jing Yan said fluently, "Duran wheat is the hardest type of pasta. This kind of noodles can withstand cooking and taste smooth. Ah, that kind." She stood on tiptoe while talking Feet come and reach for the top layer of noodles.

"I'll come," he held out his hand.

"No," she pointed, "next to it, yes, that's the one."

He took it off easily, bowed his head and smiled, "That's right?"

"Hmm." He replied in a low voice.The supermarket is full of people, the ears are filled with bustling voices and music, the overhead lights are bright like daytime, and the surroundings are noisy and busy, but when I look up, I can only see his gentle and loving smile, and my heart is suddenly happy, and the corners of my mouth can't help but want to curl up. Get up, try your best to control the lines of your face, and start to think about yourself in your heart, be reserved, and say quietly, you must be up to date, don't smirk here.

Fang Congyun's home is a small detached villa on the edge of Gubei. The car drove into the community and stopped on the driveway beside the villa.Just now, the shopping was delayed for a while. Jingyan took the things in her hand and pushed the door to get out of the car. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, she saw that the inside was well-arranged, and the fat Fang Congyun was standing at the door lighting candles for the red Chinese lanterns. , Turning around to see Jingyan carrying the ingredients, he greeted loudly, "Jingyan, you are finally here, hurry up, Xiaolong has prepared the kitchen for you."

"Senior." As soon as he spoke, he saw Fang Congyun's eyes widen suddenly, he just looked behind her and exclaimed, "Jingyan, when did you change to such a good car?"

"Oh, that's—" I wanted to explain, but the sound of the car door closing came from behind me, I turned around and saw Kong Yiren walked around the front of the car, walked up to me, smiled at Fang Congyun and stretched out his hand, "Mr. Fang, hello , I am Kong Yiren."

Instinctively shaking hands with him, Fang Congyun, who had been in the mall for many years, unexpectedly opened his mouth and was speechless at this moment.Regretting that she didn't bring a camera to capture Congyun's brilliant expression at this moment, Jing Yan stomped her feet a little in her heart.He reached out and patted his senior, "You talk, I'm entering the room."

"Ah? Oh, hello, Mr. Kong." Finally regaining consciousness, Fang Congyun began to return to normal, "Welcome, welcome, let's enter the room."

"Do you want me to help?" Kong Yiren pointed to the lantern in his hand.

"what?"

"Let me light it." Suddenly feeling amused, Jingyan put down the things and took the lighter.

The lantern was picked up immediately, and Fang Congyun glanced at his empty hands, "That's it, then light it, and I'll be right back."

Turning around and running into the villa, he rushed into the kitchen. Mrs. Fang Xiaolong was putting snacks on a plate. Seeing her husband's appearance, he was a little surprised, "What's wrong?"

"Honey," Fang Congyun panted, "Stop pretending, come out and have a look."

"What are you looking at?" Strangely, he put down the snack in his hand, "It's so rare."

Putting his arms around his beloved wife's shoulders, Fang Congyun began to smile, "Well, have you seen the whaling ship? It's very strange."

(End of this chapter)