San Fu

Exchange your uncle.

Swap farts.

It sounds like a kindergarten class.

I played with your remote control car, so now you can play with my electric excavator too.

The point is that Jiang Kuo had never exchanged with others like this when he was in kindergarten. His mother said that this thing was very colorful when he was a child, and he never shared it, and he would not accept others to share it.

Now that I am old, I have exchanged them.

No one is usually allowed to enter his room, and when he needs to change bedding and clean, he will put away all his personal belongings and then notify people to go in and tidy up.

But he didn't have any objection to Duan Feihua's entry into the room from the very beginning. When he made the invitation to visit the room, he didn't even think about it, he just blurted it out.

Apart from the fact that he felt that Duan Feifei was a little more reserved than usual and was eager to let him relax, the moment he spoke, he really wanted to let Duan Feihua look at his room.

Just like he used to look around in Duan Feifei's hut, he also wanted Duan Feifei to look around in his room.

Jiang Kuo pushed open the door and walked into the room. The curtains of the room were closed, and there was no light from outside at the moment, so he turned on the light.

"It's quite big." Duan Feifei walked in.

"This room was originally given to Jiang. It's big and quiet. Mr. Jiang and I lived on the second floor," Jiang Kuo said, "but she insisted on living in the basement, so I lived here."

"Jiang lived in the basement?" Duan Feifan was surprised.

"Well, the courtyard of my house is split-level." Jiang Kuo took him to the window. "The basement floor is equivalent to the ground floor. There are all windows, but she wants to live on the bottom floor. There is only one The one with the horizontal transom, I feel safe there.”

"Really," Duan Feifei thought for a while, "Then she should live in my hut. Half of the windows in my hut cannot be opened, and they are smaller than a transom window."

Jiang Kuo laughed.

"You actually have a bookcase in your bedroom?" Duan Feifei walked to the bookcase next to his bed.

"Du Manga," Jiang Kuo said, "I originally wanted a study room, but Mr. Jiang disagreed."

"For reading comics, isn't your reception area just now more comfortable, just lie down on the sofa." Duan Feifei said with a smile.

"Awesome Duan Yingjun," Jiang Kuo looked at him, "This is exactly what Mr. Jiang said."

Jiang Kuo's bedroom is quite tidy. Although the quilt on the bed is not folded, which is the same as his dormitory, but the table, chairs and cabinets are all neat, especially the table, which is also the same as his dormitory.

Probably because it is basically not used.

There is also a cloakroom, Jiang Kuo also opened it for him to look at, and showed him the small suitcase that was going to be given to him by the way.

It's black and it's beautiful.

"Why are you useless? Isn't this size suitable for a person?" Duan Feifei said.

"I have a lot to do," Jiang Kuo said, "This box is not enough."

"...Oh," Duan Feifei nodded, "I can't even fit this box."

"Fuck," Jiang Kuo said, "Did you only wear underwear when you go out?"

"No way," Duan Feifan said, "I also took half of Ding Zhe's box."

"When you get back to the hotel at night, you can pack it in this box," Jiang Kuo said, "If it's not convenient, you have to go to him to get it."

"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded and patted the box lightly, "Thank you."

After seeing the bedroom, Jiang Kuo was going to take him to the second floor to have a look. Just as he went out, he bumped into Aunt Lin who happened to come out of the elevator.

"Aunt Lin." Duan Feifei greeted.

Aunt Lin looked at them in shock, and nodded with a smile after two seconds: "I thought you were drinking coffee on the first floor."

"No drink," Jiang Kuo closed the bedroom door, "Did you eat?"

"It's almost there, let's have another ten minutes," Aunt Lin said, "I'll get the set of cups."

"The blue one," Jiang Kuo said, "Why use that one?"

"I used the blue bowl and plate set today," said Aunt Lin, "I want to match it."

"It's in the closet." Jiang Kuo pointed to his reception area, "Let's go to the second floor."

"Go." Aunt Lin said.

Duan Feifei followed Jiang Kuo down the stairs to the second floor.

Judging from Aunt Lin's reaction, Jiang Kuo's room was probably a restricted area, so she was very surprised that Jiang Kuo took him in for a visit.

Duan Feifei looked at the back of Jiang Kuo's head.

"This floor is the property of Mr. Jiang and his wife," Jiang Kuo turned his head. "This floor is larger than the one above. Mr. Jiang's study room and his wife's yoga room are all on this floor. It's not interesting, so I won't look at it..."

Of course not, your bedroom is a restricted area, so can Mr. Jiang's study and his wife's yoga room just go in and around?

"Go to the terrace," Jiang Kuo said, "This terrace faces the front yard. It's very comfortable to stand here when the weather is good."

"Yes." Duan Feifei followed him to the terrace.

This is a completely open terrace with two sets of outdoor sofas and small tea tables. There is only a row of awnings near the wall, and it is not the usual aluminum alloy and glass. It is a very beautiful small brown awning. It looks like a cafe or tavern by the sea.

"It's impossible to stay in this kind of weather," Jiang Kuo shrank his neck, "It's cold."

"If you and Jiang are gone and you're not at home," Duan Feifei looked at the grass and trees around, except for the sound of the wind, there was silence, "Could Mr. Jiang and the others be a little lonely, such a big house is empty at once."

Jiang Kuo was stunned: "I haven't thought about it."

Duan Feifei smiled.

"So," Jiang Kuo looked at him, "When Jiang Le was not at home, my mother would always clean up her room herself...but they probably didn't care about me."

"Huh?" Duan Feifei also looked at him, "I think they care more about you. After all, Jiang Liao is much more independent than you. You haven't even lived in school, right?"

"You said Mr. Jiang went to school during the Mid-Autumn Festival." Jiang Kuo frowned, "Could it be that he wanted to spy on how I was doing..."

"He should just miss you." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue.

"Damn," Fatty Liu came out from the balcony door, "Are you two having a seizure?"

"Yeah." Duan Feifei immediately clamped two fingers together and took a breath against the wind.

"Did you finish your coffee?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"After two drinks, I think it's time for dinner," Dong Kun said, "I came up to look for you."

"The view here is pretty good," Ding Zhe leaned on the railing and looked around. "Aren't these flowers and plants planted by Aunt Lin?"

"It's not all about her. There is a gardener in the property. She usually does it by herself. Those who prune branches, fertilize and spray medicine, invite the gardener to come over and do it together." Jiang Kuo nodded, "It's very beautiful in spring and summer, but now it's covered and covered. It's going to be winter."

"What do you mean we'll have another date during the summer vacation?" Sun Ji asked immediately.

"Have you counted?" Duan Feifei said.

"If you want to come to summer vacation, come here," Jiang Kuo said, "You can have more fun."

"Just say what you say," Fatty Liu clapped his hands, "Jiang Kuo, you are the most interesting of the rich second generations I know."

"That's the only one he knows." Duan Feifei said.

"Damn!" Fatty Liu patted the railing, thought for a while and then nodded, "You're right." A few people went downstairs happily while chatting, and immediately smelled the aroma of vegetables.

Benben was standing at the kitchen door wagging his tail.

Seeing Duan Feifan come down, it ran over again, turning back every step.

"You're so hungry," Duan Feifei patted its head, "Go and smell it."

Benben rubbed his leg again, turned around and ran back to the kitchen door.

"Go help me carry it?" Ding Zhe said.

"No," Jiang Kuo said, "sit down."

The bowls and chopsticks were already set on the dining table, President Jiang and his wife and Jiang Liao were sitting on the sofa beside them chatting, while Aunt Liu and another eldest sister were bringing out the dishes one by one.

"Okay," Aunt Lin stood up, "It's time to eat."

Jiang Kuo went over to help Jiang Liao to sit down at the table, and Mr. Jiang waved at them: "You're welcome, sit and eat whatever you want. There are no rules in our family. As long as you don't stand on the table to eat, it's fine."

After saying this, the group of people immediately relaxed a lot and sat down together.

"Here." Jiang Kuo patted the chair next to him.

Duan Feifei sat down.

"Taste the wine I have hidden first today," Mr. Jiang pointed to the wine bottle on the table, "The wine that Xiao Ding brought, you can have another meal when you come back from playing."

"Exchange my wine for this," Ding Zhe said, "It's a good deal. It's okay to drink this when we come back from playing."

The whole table laughed.

Jiang Kuo took the wine, opened it, and poured it for everyone.

The people in the model group are different from his former friends. The best thing is that no matter when, no matter whether the people at the table know each other well or not, they will not stand in the cold.

"Thank you for taking care of Jiang Kuo these past few months," Mr. Jiang said, "I didn't expect this kid to make friends..."

"Boss Jiang, we really can't say that we take care of him," Dong Kun said, "Jiang Kuo also helped us a lot."

Jiang Kuo looked at him, and the man started talking casually again. He didn't learn the lesson from last time. Whenever Mr. Jiang asked what he was helping, he immediately had to misfire on the spot.

"Oh?" Mr. Jiang really took a look at Jiang Kuo immediately, "Can he still help others?"

Jiang Kuo estimated that Dong Kun wanted to turn around and leave at this moment.

"Our dormitory inspection team is doing too much," Duan Feifei took over the conversation, "Jiang Kuo stood out for everyone, and urged them to improve their working methods."

Jiang Kuo couldn't help but glance at Duan Feifei.

Awesome!

Duan Feifei, you are so awesome!

He really wanted to stand up and applaud Duan Feifei now.

"That's true," Mr. Jiang laughed, "It's true that this kid can't stand this kind of thing... Come! For your friendship!"

"Friendship—" a group of people shouted.

"Eat vegetables," Aunt Lin looked at the sauced beef that Aunt Liu put on C. "The sauced beef brought by Duan Feifan, Aunt Liu said it was very delicious. Is this your signature?"

"Everyone who sells beef in our market can do it," Duan Feifei smiled, "but my aunt has been making it for 30 to [-] years, and has her own recipe, which is indeed better than other places."

"I'll try it," Mr. Jiang immediately picked up a piece, "The sauce you sent over is very fragrant. Jiang Kuo said that it tastes delicious with a little barbecue brush. I think boiled noodles are also good... Mmm! This beef is not bad."

"I'll send some more when I go back." Duan Feifei said.

"Is it troublesome?" Aunt Lin asked.

"No trouble," Duan Feifei said, "We usually sell it outside."

"Well," Mr. Jiang nodded, "With this skill, we can consider expanding our business, processing plants, branches, online stores..."

"Occupational disease." Aunt Lin said.

President Jiang smiled and waved his hands: "Tell me what you want."

Jiang is always a person with no airs, and Aunt Lin is also very easy-going. After a few glasses of wine, the group let go, chatting about everything from sauced beef to Mr. Jiang's new project, to the itinerary of the past few days, and talking about it. Back to school stuff.

Mr. Jiang and Aunt Lin are very interested in the school. After all, it is a school that my precious son must go to, but it doesn't sound like a good school.

Several people told all kinds of anecdotes and gossips from the principal to the cafeteria uncle, and they didn't forget to blow a wave of deeds of Duan Feifan, the hero of the nursing school.

"Is it that bad?" Aunt Lin looked at Duan Feifei, "Your parents have to worry to death. In the future, you should protect yourself first."

"Yes." Duan Feifei nodded, "I have learned my lesson."

There is still a tacit understanding between the model group and Jiang Kuo was worried that this topic would make his mother ask about Duan Feifei's parents. Liu Fatty stood up with a drink and said, "Mr. Jiang, Aunt Lin, let's come to play this time." , to bother you..."

"Oh, you're so polite," my mother picked up the cup, "Jiang Kuo is so big, it's the first time for us to receive his classmate, don't disturb him at all, it's fresh."

A group of people laughed, and the topic was brought over.

Jiang Kuo took the cup and slowly moved it to the side of Duan Feifan's cup, tilted it slightly, and knocked on his cup. "Huh?" Duan Feifei smiled and looked at him.

"Tell me if you want to pour it down," Jiang Kuo took a sip of his wine, "The guest room is on the first floor. I'll show you the door in advance."

"It's okay." Duan Feifei also took a sip of the wine, "This wine has a low alcohol content. I can at least make it back to the hotel before pouring it."

I don't know why, but when Duan Feifei said the words "return to the hotel", Jiang Kuo suddenly felt a little depressed, as if he had just met and parted.

Although we will meet again tomorrow morning, this kind of uncontrollable depression seems to be unable to accept this comfort.

Aunt Liu's cooking skills are very good. Although the sauced beef can't taste like Niu San Dao, the other dishes are still very delicious, and the whole group eats so much that their faces are radiant.

"Aren't you in a hurry to go back to the hotel?" Boss Jiang is also in a good mood today.

"No hurry," Dong Kun looked at his phone, "We're usually entertaining in the dormitory at this point."

"That's fine," Mr. Jiang said, "Then let's have some fun?"

"What entertainment?" Everyone suddenly became interested.

"Jiang Kuo took them there," Mr. Jiang said, "I'll find some tea."

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo stood up and looked at a few people, "It's not playing cards, don't be afraid."

"Damn!" Sun Ji laughed, "What are you talking about!"

"Don't play cards with him," Aunt Lin pointed to Jiang Kuo and said with a smile, "We don't play cards with him. This man has no other skills, and he is the best at card counting."

"What are you playing?" Duan Feifei stood up and looked at Jiang Kuo.

"Table tennis," Jiang Kuo said, "and others..."

"Billiards," Duan Feifei pointed at him, "it's billiards."

"What?" Jiang Kuo raised his eyebrows.

"Finally there is something I can play." Duan Feifei stretched his neck, thought about it and then stopped, "Billiards, isn't it snooker?"

"No, American style," Jiang Kuo laughed, "Why, do you want to play snooker? The hot spring hotel has it."

"Let's go, billiards." Duan Feifei waved his hand.

"Not drunk?" Jiang Kuo stared at his face.

"No." Duan Feifei raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Why, are you disappointed?"

Jiang Kuo smiled and said nothing.

Even if you are not drunk, you must be drunk.

Duan Feifei's smile made his heart beat faster for no reason.

No, it's actually not inexplicable.

The basement floor of Jiang Kuo's house is the audio-visual room and entertainment room.

As soon as the lights in the entertainment room are turned on, there is quite an atmosphere. There is also a bar counter, which looks like a small bar. In addition to billiards, there is also a table tennis table and foosball table, and there are dart targets on the wall...

"It's quite complete." Liu Fat turned around every table, "It's so cool."

"Usually we don't play much, we only come down to play when guests come." Jiang Kuo helped Jiang Liao and sat down beside the bar.

"But usually there are not many guests here." Jiang Liao said.

"Yes." Jiang Kuo smiled.

"You can play whatever you want," Mr. Jiang came down with the tea leaves, and turned on the music in the entertainment room, "I'll make some tea first, and I want to drink tea after drinking, you guys also follow me to taste my good tea .”

"Okay." Ding Zhe responded immediately.

Mr. Jiang sat down at the tea table and slowly started to boil water to make tea. Several people occupied the foosball and darts separately.

"Let's play a game?" Jiang Kuo leaned on the billiard table, looked at Duan Feifan, "Master."

Duan Feifan also supported the table and looked at him: "Come."

"Gambling?" Jiang Liao asked while leaning against the bar counter and looking at the two of them.

"Whatever." Duan Feifei said.

"Take that card and draw one." Jiang Kuo reached out and shook Jiang.

Jiang Liao took a stack of cards from under the bar and threw them on the table.

"We have already taken out the excessive ones," Jiang Kuo said, "Don't worry about smoking."

"What's too much?" Duan Feifei looked at these cards, poked his finger on one of them, and moved it in front of him.

"Just a kiss." Jiang Kuo said.

Duan Feifei glanced at him.

"It's not impossible to put it in again." Jiang Liao said, "It's all there."

Duan Feifei quickly flipped through the one he picked out in front of him.

There are only three words on it.

Carry daughter-in-law.

"Damn." Duan Feifei couldn't help laughing.

"Do you regret it?" Jiang Kuo took out the cue and handed it to him.

"No regrets." Duan Feifei gritted his teeth.

"The kick-off is not according to the rules," Jiang Kuo touched a coin from the small table next to him, "Numbers, you kick-off."

"Okay." Duan Feifei nodded.

Jiang Kuo flicked his finger, and the coin flew up high in a circle.

When Duan Feifei was worried that he would not be able to catch it, Jiang Kuo raised his hand and slapped the coin on the back of his hand.

"It seems that I didn't drink too much." Duan Feifei said with a smile.

"I'll drive." Jiang Kuo took his hand away, flipped the coin back on the table next to him, took a chocolate and rubbed it on the tip of the stick.

Duan Feifei stood across the stage and looked at him.

Jiang Kuo hadn't played golf for a long time, and he felt okay with one shot.

Seeing the ball spread out, he braced his pole and raised his chin to Duan Feifan: "Master, come."

"You seem very unconvinced." Duan Feifei said with a smile.

"I drank a little too much today," Jiang Kuo said, "I don't like you who are more arrogant than me."

Duan Feifan also rubbed the head of the club, walked half the way around the table, looked at the position of the white ball, and then bent down to set up the club.

Jiang Kuo looked at his hands.

Duan Feifan's hands are quite beautiful, especially when he is supporting himself on the table.

Because he was watching his hand all the time, he didn't see clearly how Duan Feifei shot the shot, only saw a bouquet drop neatly into the bag.

"Not bad." Jiang Liao clapped his hands.

Jiang Kuo glanced at her. Jiang had the habit of recording videos, and now he also raised his mobile phone to their side.

Duan Feifei pulled his sleeves and bent down again. This time the white ball was in the middle, half of his body was lying on the table, and the elongated line of his left arm was very stretched.

Jiang Kuo doesn't usually play billiards when he goes out, but he has played with Da Pao and the others a few times. Duan Feifan's posture is much more beautiful than those people, and it is pleasing to the eye.

Well, pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Kuo stood opposite Duan Feifei and waited for him to take a shot. Duan Feifei raised his eyes and looked at him.

Jiang Kuo raised his eyebrows.

Duan Feifei couldn't help laughing.

"Hurry up!" Jiang Kuo urged him.

Duan Feifei putt a shot while having fun, and the shot was very chic.

But because I was laughing, I missed it.

Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue, turned the pole, and glanced at the ball: "Look at me."

When he was leaning over to take aim at the ball, Duan Feifan walked up to him, squatted down, and showed half of his face by the edge of the table.

"What?" Jiang Kuo said.

Duan Feifei didn't speak, but suddenly raised his eyebrows twice.

Jiang Kuo laughed out loud, and the pole, which hadn't been set up, slid forward and poked on the white ball.

He straightened up and stared at Duan Feifei: "Your uncle."

"Fight well," Jiang Liao looked disgusted at the side, and didn't even bother to record the video, "What kind of elementary school level is this, competing to carry a wife?"