Playing tricks is the appearance of loving you

Jiang Youshu didn't expect that the two would stare at Yan Anzhen on the street because of this kind of question, and Ah Zhen's seriousness came up again, standing in front of her, waiting for an answer.

Jiang Youshu said, "Actually, I have a nickname."

Yan Anzhen: "You have a lot of nicknames."

"..." Jiang Youshu burst into a smile, "It's called Jiang Yuanyuan, the round one."

Yan Anzhen looked at her: "Why is it called Jiang Yuanyuan?"

Jiang Youshu turned her head and said, "Don't look at me as tall and thin now. In fact, I was a little chubby in elementary school. I haven't developed yet. I'm short and strong. My cousin once teased me, saying that he took care of me. His face can draw a round face that the math teacher praised unceasingly. Think about how round it must be. When he said this, my parents gathered around to take a look, and immediately decided to give him a nickname Jiang Yuan. round."

In the words, there is a little memory in it.

Speaking of which, she has been in this novel for more than half a month, but this is the first time she mentioned her real nickname in the tone of memory. Those things from the past floated up in her mind, like sparkling debris on the sea. Kim, so beautiful it almost broke her heart.

She had no parents for a long time.

For so many years, she has rooted in other places alone, fought alone in the bloody workplace, celebrated her birthday alone, made glutinous rice balls for herself on New Year’s Eve, and watched the Spring Festival Gala alone. She has no close friends. From an early age, she was alone.

After traveling here, it doesn't matter whether you go back or not.

But here is Ah Zhen, she can be more lively and caring.

But these things will still rot in her stomach. After all, she is "Jiang Jiang" now, and everyone envies that she has cast a good pregnancy with Jiang Jiang, the chairman's father, the president's sister, and a bunch of friends.

Jiang Youshu was so immersed in her memories that she didn't notice the flash of blankness on Yan Anzhen's face.

It shouldn't be such a coincidence.

While chatting, the two walked to the small supermarket next door. Yan Anzhen wanted to bring some fruit to Grandma Jiang, so she couldn't come home empty-handed for the first time.After buying some fruit, she walked towards the nearby bus stop. Yan Anzhen walked on the outside of Jiang Youshu at some point, and the vehicles passing by her.

After waiting for about 10 minutes, the bus came.

Jiang Youshu walked in front, and when she raised her leg, she accidentally knocked on the steps, and her whole body swayed. Yan Anzhen, who was behind, quickly stepped forward and supported her firmly with a free hand, and her cold voice rang in her ears , breathing behind her ears:

"Be careful." After a pause, he added, "Yuanyuan."

I don't know if the word "Yuanyuan" is intentional or not, but the ground is a bit heavy, as if it has some special meaning.

Jiang Youshu was startled.

It's been a long time since anyone called that name.

Like pearls scattered in memories, someone picked them up at this moment, blown off the dust on them, and held them in the palm of their hands.

She smiled, as expected, either she didn't want to, and when she thought of these old things, people tended to be vulnerable.

The seats in the car were already full, and there were still three or four people standing. They walked back a little, Yan Anzhen supported the iron rod, and Jiang Youshu pulled the ring on it, chatting.

After three or four stops.

"My grandma is very enthusiastic. You don't have to be restrained when you pass by. She will definitely say that she can sit and eat casually like her own home. She has been talking about letting you come early in the morning, saying that she wants to—"

The bus slammed on the brakes when the red light came on, and the standing people leaned forward sharply.

Although Jiang Youshu was holding on to the ring firmly, she was still pushed forward by inertia because she was chatting with Yan Anzhen sideways. When she fell forward, Yan Anzhen instinctively wanted to turn around to support her, but in the end This fell into Yan Anzhen's arms.

... To be precise, it was Yan Anzhen's chest.

Yan Anzhen: "..."

Jiang Youshu: "..."

Her face was pressed against the two lumps of soft sponge, and her breathing was a little short for a while.

The sudden braking ended, and the standing person stabilized after shaking for a while.

Jiang Youshu raised her head abruptly as if being burned by fire, and took a step back, staring at the tree outside very calmly on the surface.

Jiang Youshu: "Sorry."

Yan Anzhen: "It's okay."

After speaking, the two fell into silence.

Although, it is late autumn now.Of course, Ah Zhen wears quite a lot.

But I can't stand it big.

She could still feel the softness inside through the thick material of the sweater.

She seems to have a fever.

Fortunately, Ah Zhen was also very embarrassed at this time, so she didn't look at her, otherwise she might change the car and take her to the hospital in the next second.

Later, it was Jiang Youshu who broke the awkward silence, and Yan Anzhen also responded gently, and this small accident ended like this.

The two got out of the car and walked into the community, and soon came to Grandma Jiang's house.

Jiang Youshu opened the door, and Grandma Jiang, who was busy in the kitchen, wiped her clothes a few times and walked out. When she saw Yan Anzhen behind her, the creases on her face all smiled. the nature of control.

"Hey, look at this little girl, she's so pretty, sit down, sit down, you're welcome, treat this as your own home—hey, why does it even bring fruit?"

It was exactly as Jiang Youshu said.

Yan Anzhen politely called "Grandma" and said, "Excuse me."

"Don't bother, don't bother, Jiang Jiang, let someone sit down first, come over and wash the fruit they brought."

Jiang Youshu responded, then turned around and pulled Yan Anzhen to sit on the sofa in the living room.

Jiang Youshu handed her the remote control and said with a smile, "I'm going to wash the fruit."

After that, he went into the kitchen and started to wash the apples with water.

Grandma Jiang quietly glanced at Yan Anzhen, who was sitting upright outside, her eyes were not wandering at all, and said to Jiang Youshu: "Jiang Jiang, you have really good eyesight this time, I think Xiaoyan is very good, and has a pretty personality." And docile, what does our little Yan do?"

Jiang Youshu washed the apples one by one in the water, and said, "She is a university professor who teaches biochemistry."

Grandma Jiang was even more excited: "You are a professor at a young age. The professors I watched on TV are all in their 50s and [-]s. They are not at all as good-looking and clever as our little Yan."

I have already said "our little Yan" one by one.

She knew Yan Anzhen's background in general. Although A Lai didn't write about Ah Zhen's career growth in detail, she generally understood it.As the number one student in the provincial science department, Ah Zhen majored in biochemistry at University and minored in French because of her hobby. With her astonishing beauty and unshakable age, she became a man of the university and firmly ranked No. 1 in the school flower list. .[-], later she took a scholarship to study abroad, and came to Liangyue University as a teacher with a doctorate title.

At the beginning, she was naturally a lecturer, but excellent people are excellent everywhere. As a rare talent, she lived up to expectations and published several important papers at a young age. Soon to be a professor.

Of course, she won't tell her grandma one by one, and grandma doesn't care how Ah Zhen got this title, as long as she knows that Ah Zhen is awesome, very awesome.

"But such a good girl, she must have high vision." Grandma Jiang was still excited one second, and began to sigh the next second, sighing while looking at Jiang Youshu, "You haven't even written your character yet, you can lie Do you have to come over?"

Jiang Youshu: "... how can it be a lie, then they must really love each other, like glue, like paint, inseparable."

"It's okay, grandma will give you an assist, and guarantee that a meal will make your relationship a lot better."

"..." She didn't know what expression to put on, she fished the apple out of the water, and asked casually, "What's a big piece?"

Grandma Jiang smiled and spat out a thunderstorm:

"It's just a big part of rolling directly on the bed beyond the small hand."

Jiang Youshu was so shocked that she dropped an apple.

She hurriedly put down the fruit plate, went to pick up the apples on the ground and washed them again, thinking that if grandma would play on her own at the dining table and say a few shocking words from time to time, she didn't know if the relationship would be a lot better, Ah Zhen. It is certain that I will not come to eat next time if I am killed.

She went out with a fruit plate, and saw that Yan Anzhen was still sitting upright on the sofa, but the coffee table that was supposed to be a mess had been tidied up, and the bean pod shells that she and grandma had peeled on the coffee table earlier were also poured in by Ah Zhen. After she got out of the trash can, she walked over, Ah Zhen looked up at her, the scenery of the lake and mountains poured out of Ah Zhen's eyes, and she couldn't move her eyes.

Yan Anzhen said, "I tidied up the tea table a little bit, is that okay?"

She nodded gradually and handed her an apple.

Yan Anzhen thanked her, and just about to take it, she saw Jiang Youshu put it back again, said "wait a minute", took out a fruit knife from the coffee table, sat beside her, and carefully peeled the apple Skin.

Yan Anzhen: "Don't bother."

She also has no habit of not eating apple peels.

Without raising her head, Jiang Youshu held the apple in one hand and cut it carefully with the other: "It's okay, our Xiao Yan is the most honored guest, so we should enjoy the highest treatment." After cutting, give her a naked apple, Smiling, with light in his eyes.

"...Our Xiaoyan?" She took it, paused, and asked again.

Jiang Youshu sat next to her, getting very close to her, smelling the sneer that haunted her, her voice was filled with warmth wrapped in the smile:

"That's what my grandma said. She just kept praising you in the kitchen. She is very enthusiastic. She is still a senior netizen. She might be a little...overly enthusiastic when eating later. Let me warn you first." In fact, she is Those who wanted to say "unrestrained" silently changed another word.

Yan Anzhen nodded to show that she understood.

How enthusiastic can an elderly person who is nearly 70 years old be? Just ask her about her career, hobbies, family background, daily life and so on. Perhaps the most common questions are about her love life. It seems that people of the older generation She loves to inquire about the love life of the junior, so she lowered her eyes, and the sweet aroma of apples filled her mouth.

She was right, Grandma Jiang did go through the scene of asking her family background, daily work, etc., and then focused on her love life.

It's just that she didn't expect that the old man...was a little too enthusiastic.

"Eat more, these are all Fengcheng's specialties, and there is absolutely no authentic one I cook outside." Grandma Jiang urged again, and then stared at Yan Anzhen with bright eyes, the scar at the corner of her mouth disappeared with her lips opening and closing. Twisting, "Xiao Yan, can you accept women kissing women on bed?"

"Cough, cough, cough, cough." Jiang Youshu coughed violently, and her face turned red in an instant.

It’s really a big increase in the relationship. Did Ah Zhen accept it, so you just said that the bed at home is quite big? !