Bai Yueguang is a lie Ji

Yao Jiang buried her head behind Man Beibei's ear, greedily inhaled the smell of her body, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here for Chinese New Year?"

"I'm afraid that if I don't come, I won't be able to see you in the future."

No audio, phone turned off.

At other times, Man Beibei would not be so anxious, running and waiting early in the morning, but this is the first time since Yao Jiang confessed to her family that she went home, and she was afraid of making noise, so she turned off the phone after only one night, why? Can behave calmly.

Man Beibei's tone of voice was slightly aggrieved.

There is no voice, but it expresses his deep thoughts and tension.

With such a girlfriend, what kind of bicycle do you need!

Yao Jiang was greatly moved, pecked Man Beibei twice on the face, and dragged her into the building: "Go home, it's so cold."

Man Beibei didn't move: "Hey, why don't I go, your parents..."

"My mother asked me to come down and call you. They saw it, otherwise you would have to blow the cold wind underneath."

In a daze, Man Beibei couldn't grasp the scale.

At that time, she saw things being thrown on the green belt, and Yao Jiang came out in a panic. Not long after, it was unlikely that the family would compromise.

At least tell her to go upstairs, is it going in a good direction?

Man Beibei, who was about to go upstairs, became anxious, staring at the reflection of herself in the elevator: "How is my makeup today? It's not ugly, I went to bed very late at night, and the dark circles under my eyes are still there!"

"You are already very beautiful!" Yao Jiang helped her with a haircut.

It is true that she is beautiful. When she was in school, Man Beibei's temperament was different from the people around her. Now that I think about it, it should be the gap between tutoring and knowledge.

Compared with other brats in the crowd, he can be called a young elite.

It's the same now, I have my own business, it's getting bigger and bigger, and I go to any house to propose a marriage, it's all a sweet pastry, fortunately, this sweet pastry belongs to my family.

Yao Jiang stared at Man Beibei and smiled silly, but didn't respond when he reached the floor.

Man Beibei pinched the bridge of her nose: "Go out!"

In just a few minutes, from downstairs to the door of the house, Man Beibei's palms began to sweat.

"Don't be afraid, my parents will only eat me, not you."

Before Man Beibei could react, Yao Jiang pushed open the unlocked anti-theft door first: "Mom, I'm back, and I picked up a wife downstairs, can you show me how pretty she is?"

Man Beibei's eyes were wide open, she didn't expect Yao Jiang to be so shameless in her own house, and it was after she was kicked out once.

Taking advantage of the good day of the first day of the Lunar New Year, we made progress.

Sure enough, no one answered, and secretly craned his neck to look in. The two elders in the family were sitting on the sofa watching the replay of the Spring Festival Gala.

She clearly asked her to bring the people up, but after Man Beibei called them, she didn't blink a single bit from the corner of her eye, ignored them, and clearly dismounted.

Yao Jiang: "Mom, where's the walnut cake that I brought home last time? Did you finish eating yesterday? It's made by Beibei's master chef. It doesn't matter if you can't buy it!"

Yao Jiang found out yesterday that all the presents that had been thrown away in front of her had reappeared at home.

The walnut cake fell from a high place and fell apart. It was ugly, but it was a bit ugly. My relatives came over yesterday and ate it.It's a big seller.

Maybe they didn't agree with her sexual orientation, it's a shame to waste it!

Yao Jiang's point made the second elder finally have a relaxed facial expression.

Strike while the iron is hot, Man Beibei answered: "If Auntie and Uncle like it, I will bring it over next time."

Yao Jiang continued: "Doesn't it mean that walnut cakes are going to other places, to the master's house, and you can only buy them depending on whether the person is willing or not?"

Man Beibei smiled: "I will always buy it."

As the two of them talked, their hands got bored together, and their fingers clasped tightly under the eyes of the elders, entangled.

The teacup was placed, and the sound rang, attracting the eyes of the two people who were bored. Man Beibei subconsciously wanted to take her hand out of Yao Jiang's, but Yao Jiang held it tighter, straightened her back, and gritted her teeth. Man Beibei: "What did you just say?"

Man Beibei let out an embarrassing cry.

"How can you call me uncle and aunt? My dad is not happy without seeing him!"

Man Beibei & Yao Jiang's parents: ...

Yao Jiang kept pinching the fingers she was holding, and Man Beibei bit the bullet and said to Yao Jiang's parents, "Dad? Mom?"

Yao Jiang's father quickly stood up and waved his hands: "I can't stand it!"

He turned around and entered the room, leaving Yao Jiang's mother stunned in place with an uncertain expression.

In the past, she only thought that her daughter had a rare and good classmate. Yao Jiang stayed at home except for work and had little social interaction. She hoped that she could have more social interaction and stop facing the computer all the time.

Now it's all right, I don't know if it was because she saw Man Beibei the last time and let them continue their relationship, or they were together when they were in high school, and they broke up after breaking up.

He had many questions in his heart, and wanted to know what the two girls were thinking, so he called them up, but Yao Jiang was so aggressive, he really thought he was the son-in-law who came to the door for the Chinese New Year, and he felt good about himself.

Yao Jiang's mother sent her daughter who was not up to date: "Go and eat breakfast, and peel two apples."

Yao Jiang still wanted to talk, but Man Beibei gave her eyes and comforted her: "Go."

It was obvious that they had time to be alone, how could Yao Jiang not understand, fortunately, the house is not big, if she is also a rich second generation, she can just set up a small bungalow, the kitchen door is closed, and there is no way to listen to the corner.

The questions asked are nothing more than those few.

What should I do when I get old?

What if you have no heirs?

What if the public can't accept it?

The ideas rejected by the older generation are always strikingly similar, reaching a height of unity.

Man Beibei had already answered these questions when she came out of the closet at home, and when she was asked again, she handled them more easily than Yao Jiang. The elders also clearly know that there is no possibility of "persuasion".

Yao Jiang, who came back with a fruit plate, silently gave Man Beibei a thumbs up behind him.

At the end of the chat, no one was able to persuade the other party.

When it was almost lunch time, Man Beibei took the initiative to say goodbye, Yao Jiang sent her downstairs, and the two breathed a sigh of relief together in the car.

Seeing Yao Jiang's relieved expression, Man Beibei poked her on the forehead: "You didn't tell me not to be afraid. Now look, who is afraid?"

Yao Jiang touched his chest: "I also thought I could deal with it rationally, but I'm afraid I'll persuade you to be rational after hearing the questions my mother asked!"

Man Beibei hugged her: "How could it be? If I separated from you so easily, I wouldn't read it for so long and still want to be with you."

"It makes sense," Yao Jiangwo smiled into the crook of her neck, "That's right, I am so charming, I fascinated you so much, I finally got it, how could I be willing to let go."

Man Beibei: "Shameless."

During the Spring Festival holiday, Yao Jiang's parents didn't show her face. The family went to visit relatives as normal, and Yao Jiang obediently watched them play mahjong.

Yao Jiang's age happened to be the best age for gossips from three aunts and six wives, and he didn't even let go of playing cards: "Yao Jiang, when will you bring a boyfriend back, if you don't have a baby, it will be too late!"

"That is, while your mother is still young, give birth quickly and let your mother take care of it for you, so as to reduce your pressure. After that, your mother will not be able to take care of elderly pregnant women."

The corners of Yao Jiang's mouth twitched: "My mother doesn't like to take care of children. She is busy taking care of children, so she has no time to play mahjong with you!"

Hearing a cold snort, Yao Jiang saw his mother pick up a piece of chicken and put flowers on it.

"Who knows what she thinks, maybe she will bring a girlfriend back someday."

"Hiss—" The aunt on the table was immersed in the atmosphere of losing cards, and she didn't care about what Yao Jiang's mother said just now. Swallowing, silently put the phone back in his pocket.

After watching mahjong for a while, Yao Jiang was called away by his cousin.

Her cousin was three years older than her, and the two of them came to the supermarket with their two children to prepare the ingredients for the evening.

The child was making a fuss, and Yao Jiang was inexperienced, the two of them could not deter the child at all.

Yao Jiang felt dizzy. When she came back from the supermarket, she found a corner to lower her sense of existence. Walking with relatives for a day was more exhausting than she had been working for a week.

Listening to Yao Jiang's words, Man Beibei was full of sorrow, and seemed to be able to imagine Yao Jiang's expression of rolling his eyes.

When Yao Jiang was lying on the bed at home, Man Beibei sent her a condolence call: "Tired?"

Yao Jiang hugged the tortoise on the bed, and exhaled a long breath: "I'm so tired! After going out for a day, I might as well code and write novels at home, and earn money!"

Man Beibei smiled, and Yao Jiang sighed: "But the number of words I chatted with you today should be more than one chapter, hehe."

"Oh? Why don't you get up and copy and paste now?" Mentioned the topic of code words, Man Beibei asked: "How many manuscripts do you have left?"

During the time when Man Beibei was on a business trip at the end of the year, Yao Jiang was alone at home and saved hundreds of thousands of words. When Man Beibei came back, she was tired and seldom used the computer. She really couldn’t remember when her manuscript was finished. .

Clicking on the background, hundreds of thousands of manuscripts were saved, and it didn't last long. On the first day of junior high school, she stopped updating.

Now it is the fourth day of junior high school, Yao Jiang raised his head to the sky and shouted loudly: "Boss, my full attendance is gone, blah blah..."

Boss Man gloated: "You deserve it!"

"No, the courtiers and concubines are all serving the emperor, so they don't have time to code. You have to compensate him!"

"Go and copy and paste our chat history, we can still make up a chapter today!"

Yao Jiang refused: "Your Majesty, how can you say that, those are all the petty interests of your concubine and you, how can you share them with others!"

"It's okay, you've been complaining like a resentful woman all day today, and you don't show any color, so you won't be locked in the text. The little angel will understand you in the first chapter of New Year's Eve."

"Pfft," Man Beibei's words changed suddenly, and Yao Jiang burst into laughter, "Tell me, are you trying to make fun of me, and you're showing me that! You're good or bad~ I like it so much~"

Man Beibei OS in her heart: Who is thinking about things?

That night, Yao Jiang posted a Weibo with his vest account.

First of all, I apologize for my broken update, and secondly, I post the chat records with Man Beibei.

Readers saw that the author who had been updated by man-machine mode for a few months came to life, and killed the dog as soon as the Chinese New Year came up, which was uncomfortable.

The comment section was full of wailing, and Yao Jiang curled up under the blanket covering his mouth and laughing.

Showing kindness, arranged a wave of small red envelopes.

As a result, the comment area is harmonious again.

The author has something to say:

Ah, I want to show off too... unfortunately... blah blah, poof