famine

Cheng Lang was sitting on the single sofa on one side, with the tablet on his lap, and he himself was staring at the screen, fiddling with his fingers.

Jiang Xuan watched his movements, a little dazed.

Do you want to talk about something?

Little Mantou was still playing with Lego, and it was rare for him to be quiet, but Jiang Xuan didn't know what to do.

Find a topic to talk about.

Find a topic!

Why the hell am I here!

"that......"

"Om..."

Jiang Xuan immediately shut his mouth and looked up at the source of the voice.

The place where the sofa he was sitting on was supposed to be a TV, and there was an LCD screen in my aunt's house.

Ke Chenglang's house is empty...

"Om..."

Something like a school projector screen descends.

Jiang Xuan looked up and found that there were indeed things near the roof, one was a projector, and the other was a long box for placing a curtain.

Is it a small home theater?

He turned his head to look at the tablet in Cheng Hong's hand again, and saw that he had opened an interface with a lot of things on it, which looked dazzling and gaudy.

At this time Cheng Lang said: "I don't know what you like to watch at your age. I usually watch movies and rarely watch TV."

He handed over the tablet, "Choose it, I guess there will be a while outside, and it's still idle."

oh.He is bored.

Staying with me is so boring, can't you imagine?

Jiang Xuan took the tablet and looked at it, and found that there were TV channels, movie theaters, and even popular variety shows on TV.He swipe a few times at random, and didn't notice that he slid to the home button, and went back to the main screen directly. It's not that he deliberately peeked, but there are too few things on Cheng Lang's tablet, and he can read it without blinking his eyes at a glance.

Just two icons, one for family and one for the recycle bin that can be seen on every tablet.

He guessed that the TV on demand was in the family, and he didn't open the backstage, so he clicked in directly.

Then the interface changed, it was still dark blue, but there were a few more keys.

Living room, living room, kitchen, bathroom.

"?"

Jiang Xuan was stunned for two seconds, and suddenly realized that this thing might be a smart home.

Gee.

He had no choice but to click on the background and return to the on-demand interface.

high tech.

He thinks in his mind that every day when Cheng Hong comes home from get off work, he starts holding the tablet to set up the home environment, or he turns on the tablet to adjust the state of the home when he is still in the company.

Turn on the lights, turn on the air conditioner, draw the curtains, and boil the water. Now the clothes in the washing machine can be washed. The waiter puts hot water at the door for me to drink when I come back. The sweeping robot wakes up and it is time to sweep the floor...

Thinking of this, Jiang Xuan smiled, his shoulders trembling a little.

"Is it so funny to choose a show?" Cheng Lang said.

"..."

Jiang Xuan choked for a moment, his smile faded, he chose a random comedy movie to play, then turned his head and asked Cheng Hong, "What do you do?"

Unexpectedly, he would ask this question, Cheng Lang was surprised for a moment, and replied: "Design."

Jiang Xuan nodded: "You designed this?"

Waiters, home decoration, furnishings?

"It doesn't count," Cheng Lang pondered for a moment, "Most of them were done with the programmers, so I gave some suggestions, such as drawing design drawings."

Jiang Xuan understood, "Director?"

"Ok?"

Cheng Yan responded subconsciously, and was a little puzzled after reacting: "What?"

"I heard they called you the director that day."

"Oh, yes, I am indeed the director."

"Designed?"

Cheng Lang was surprised: "Can you see it?"

too obvious.

"I can't tell, I can guess." Jiang Xuan said.

Cheng Lang suddenly felt very at a loss in his heart, and a strange feeling spontaneously made him feel awkward, but he didn't know why, he looked at Jiang Xuan's expressionless face, but couldn't answer, so he had to give up, leaned on the sofa and started watch TV.

The atmosphere turned cold again.

Cheng Lang's expression was quite normal, and he watched the TV for a while, and didn't pay attention to Jiang Xuan's expression beside him.

Although Jiang Xuan's eyes were fixed on the TV, his thoughts drifted away for a long time. In the end, he didn't pay attention to what was going on in the movie. After a while, his aunt came and said that the door of the house was opened and he could go home.

Cheng Yan sent them out, but within 5 minutes of closing the door, there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Xuan stood outside with a strange expression, and asked after a long time, "Are you eating?"

The second monk Cheng Langzhang couldn't figure it out: "Eat."

He hasn't eaten yet after work, and plans to cook some noodles later. He's not very hungry today, but he still has to eat something, or he won't get a stomachache.

He was just about to ask what's the matter, when he looked up and saw Jiang Xuan was stunned, his brows were wrinkled, as if he was thinking about something.

It took a long time to hear him say slowly: "Then come here."

"where to?"

"Go to Xiao Mantou's house... Aren't you alone?" Jiang Xuan said a little annoyed, "Little uncle is not at home either, so my aunt asked you to come over and eat together."

Cheng Lang said "ah", and waved his hand to refuse: "No need, I can eat whatever I want alone, don't bother, you can eat."

"Oh." Jiang Xuan turned and left.

It was already seven o'clock, and my aunt started to work as soon as she entered the house. She was already tossing around in the kitchen. When she saw Jiang Xuan came back, she didn't see Cheng Hong following her. She asked, "Where is Cheng Hong? Didn't you ask him to come for dinner?"

"He can't tell."

"..." My aunt opened her mouth, and finally laughed out loud, "Did you call him? Did you go downstairs to smoke a cigarette and then came back?"

"Called," Jiang Xuan said without expression, standing at the kitchen door, "I don't smoke."

"Go," the aunt pushed him, tilting her head and calling out to the living room who was still playing with Lego buns, "Son, call Brother Cheng to eat, and you must find a way to drag him here. He is so deserted by himself, and there is just one more person." Lively eating."

"Okay," Little Mantou immediately got up, ran over with short legs, and asked, lying on the door, "Mom, can I play with Lego for a while, it said it likes me very much, and wants to sleep with me. "

"Okay, hurry up and call Brother Cheng Hong." The aunt said.

After a while, when Jiang Xuan went to the toilet, the door rang, and Xiao Mantou entered the room, followed by Cheng Hong in home clothes.

The sound of the toilet flushing in the bathroom behind Jiang Xuan continued, and he raised his head to meet him.

The latter tilted his head and smiled, Jiang Xuan turned his head away, without saying a word, his face was numb.

Anyway, it was quite late, and my aunt was not in a hurry. She steamed the rice and fried a few dishes. The four of them sat around the table and had a meal.

My aunt's cooking skills are delicious at best. Although it is not delicious, it is already in the middle of the delicious column. It's just that she seldom cooks complicated dishes by herself when she is at home. If she has a long body The small steamed buns are basically steamed buns with mixed vegetables, eaten three times a day.

Maybe tonight was more fun. My aunt cooked a lot of dishes, most of which were more troublesome. Jiang Xuan hadn't eaten home-cooked food for a long time, and he ate two bowls of rice before leaving the table.

Cheng Lang ate less, and his speed was also slow. When he left the table, he was still chatting with his aunt. The bowl of rice in his hand was still there for a quarter of an hour, and he didn't eat much food.

Thinking of the half plate of fried rice with eggs that was dumped before, Jiang Xuan felt that this person was very picky, which was not good.

After the meal, my aunt refused to ask others to help, and had to clean up the table and the kitchen by herself. Cheng Hong wanted to help her several times but was kicked out, so she had to go to the living room awkwardly, and sat down next to the little steamed bun playing with Lego.

"Brother, do you want to play with me?"

Cheng Lang: "Okay, what are you fighting for?"

"This is a picture," Xiao Mantou stuffed him with a piece of paper, pointing to one of them, "I'm trying to put together the robot's head, which looks pretty good as a whole, but why does it look ugly when I put it together like this."

Cheng Lang looked at the picture for a while, then looked at the robot head in his hand, turned over, "You are not a head, but a foot, do you think it looks like it?"

Little Mantou's eyes widened, and suddenly he looked back at Jiang Xuan who was sitting on the sofa: "Brother! This is really not a head! I just said it was a foot!"

Jiang Xuan: "...Yes, it's the feet."

Just now Xiao Mantou ran over to ask him to check if he spelled it wrong, but he just glanced at it hastily and didn't pay much attention, it turned out that it was really not a head.

"Brother is too stupid," Xiao Mantou said, and looked up at Cheng Yan again, "Big Brother, I don't need your help, I can do it now!"

Cheng Lang laughed, touched his head, got up and sat back.

"Do you know how to read design drawings?" The two sat silently, staring at the TV for a while, and Jiang Xuan asked suddenly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that he had asked a stupid question.

Cheng Lang probably thought so too, shrugged, and looked back at him, "What's wrong?"

"Can you understand the design drawings of electrical equipment?"

Cheng Lang thought for a while, and replied pertinently: "Almost, it may take some time if it is too cumbersome, and there should be no problem with ordinary household appliances."

He majored in electronic information technology in college, and he has also taught himself some programming. In addition, he is also a designer. He has seen a lot of various design drawings, so it should not be a problem to take a random study.

Jiang Xuan asked: "So you and my aunt are considered colleagues?"

"Forget it, she's probably a fashion designer. I don't have much contact with this area, but I have more electronics or art."

Jiang Xuan nodded, pondered for a moment, and seemed to have made up his mind for a while, and asked, "Can you do me a favor?"

Cheng Lang froze for a moment: "What's the matter?"

"There is a science and technology competition in the attached middle school," Jiang Xuan said softly, "I made a small drone, the kind that children hold and play with, but I don't know what's wrong with it. It always fails to fly when the battery is still charged. I don’t know why, can you help me see?”

The attached high school science and technology competition is quite famous. It is held every two years. There are students from our school and other schools participating in the competition. Many experts will be invited to comment. The competition is divided into many modules. Jiang Xuan is not interested in the competition , I am mainly interested in the prize money given after getting the ranking, so I chose the electronic technology category, the competition is not so fierce, and it is relatively easy to win.

The No.1 bonus is [-], not much, but it is money, and Jiang Xuan has nothing to do, so he still has to earn it.

"Okay," Cheng Yan readily agreed without even thinking about it, "Then you can show me the design drawings later, I'm not so busy these days, and I'll see if you made any mistakes, and if it doesn't work, you can still get it." The company asked the technical department."

Jiang Xuan was stunned, "Don't be so troublesome, I think it's just a small problem, maybe it's a bad connection or something, but I didn't detect it."

"Well," Cheng Yan nodded, took out his mobile phone and fiddled with it for a while, then reached out, "Add a WeChat, so we can get in touch."

"..." Jiang Xuan took out his phone and scanned the QR code.

After the two parties successfully added it, Jiang Xuan looked at Cheng Hong's profile picture and thought it looked familiar.

When I zoomed in, the head portrait was pure black without any pattern.

Still feel familiar.

But he didn't care, he put his phone back after making notes, got up and walked to the kitchen, knocked on the door frame: "I'm leaving."

"Let's go?" My aunt's voice came out, and the door opened the next moment, "Where are you going?"

"Go back to school," Jiang Xuan glanced at the time, just after 08:30, "I took a taxi and went back."

I can't get into the dormitory at nine o'clock, so hurry up.

"Don't go, stay here?"

"No, I have to get up early tomorrow, next time."

My aunt wiped her hands, a little reluctantly, but still watched him put on his clothes, "It's so late to go out, it's so dangerous outside, it's still so cold, do you have enough clothes, can you bring some more?"

"Don't worry about it," Jiang Xuan said, remembering something, "Winter vacation is coming soon, I live in a dormitory, so I won't be here."

The aunt was stunned for a moment, "How can you do that? How can you celebrate the New Year outside? You must come back! Everyone celebrates the New Year together. I don't care, you have to come!"

Jiang Xuan lowered his head to put on his clothes, but did not speak.

Seeing that Jiang Xuan was about to leave, Cheng Lang couldn't stay any longer, so he got up and said goodbye.