On a thousand fishing tips for green tea

It has been a long time since the last time he came to Song's house, and last time because Song Nanqi was drunk, Ye Jiaqing had no chance to stay at all, so he came here in a hurry, and then rushed to school in a hurry.

It was getting late, Ye Jiaqing got out of the car, and checked to see if the zipper of his down jacket had slipped off.

The housekeeper was already waiting at the door.

The gate slowly retreated to the sides, and there were clusters of Omega plums planted on both sides, which I didn't notice when I came last time.

There is a small pond in front of the main house, which is very shallow, but the water is very clear. There are lights on the bottom, and a few carps are swimming in the water. The floating above the water should be lotus flowers, and the leaves are illuminated by the lights from under the water. Reflected, like thick clouds covering the luminous sleep, it also happens to be the habitat of some small aquatic animals.

I didn't have such a deep feeling last time. Compared with the luxurious and elegant design of Uncle Zhang's house, Song's house is more low-key and modest. Whether it is gardening or house design, it still uses Chinese-style gardens and Chinese-style buildings.

The aunt at the door put two pairs of slippers on the ground with a smile on her face. Ye Jiaqing stepped up the steps, and when she saw the people in the living room, she was stunned.

He is not a social fear person, and he doesn't take life too seriously. Under Ye Si's deliberate training, he knows how to please his elders.

But this time the elders are a little too much.

Ye Jiaqing didn't count, couldn't count, and it's impolite to stare at others all the time. He lowered his head and pretended to be calm, changed his shoes, and handed his schoolbag to his aunt.

The heating in the room is sufficient, Song Nanqi looked at him, "You can take off your coat now."

!

Ye Jiaqing thought of the sweater she wore for Song Nanqi, grabbed the collar and shook her head, "I'm not hot, I'm not hot, I feel a little cold."

He refused to take off his coat, and Song Nanqi didn't say anything.

"Come here, come here quickly, show auntie!" The woman sitting on a single sofa stood up first, she had a ball head tied up, a blue hairpin was pinned to her hair, and she was wearing pink Sweater, very sweet to wear.

Ye Jiaqing swallowed. In fact, except for Lin Chuqi's mother, he had never met such a lively and bright aunt. Celebrities and ladies are always very restrained and elegant.

Song Nanqi took Ye Jiaqing's hand and led him to the front of the crowd.

"This is my mother," he said.

Ye Jiaqing was a little surprised, "Hello, Auntie, you look so young."

He felt this from the bottom of his heart, the other party looked like he was in his 20s, at most not more than [-], no matter in terms of temperament or appearance, he could not see any traces of age.

"They all say that," Zhou Jingmeng winked at Ye Jiaqing, "but I only believe what you say."

Song Nanqi then introduced others to Ye Jiaqing.

"My grandfather, my father."

"This is my uncle, these are my third uncle and my third aunt, and those are my two cousins."

"Sister-in-law, cousin, cousin, little cousin."

In the end, Song Nanqi's introduction became more and more concise, and Ye Jiaqing didn't remember his face. Anyway, Song Nanqi said one thing, and he followed up.

After shouting, the living room fell into a brief silence.

Ye Jiaqing subconsciously looked at Song Nanqi, and Song Nanqi raised his hand to rub his hair. At the same time, Ye Jiaqing did not ignore the surprised eyes of the people present.

Song Nanqi looked at the gray-haired old man sitting in the middle, nodded slightly, "Grandfather."

Song Ciyan stood up slowly with a cane on his knees, his voice was not like most old people's procrastination, but clean and neat, without anger and prestige.

"Come with me to the study."

Ye Jiaqing's breathing was stagnant.

This is obviously to prepare the teacher to question the crime.

He took a step forward involuntarily, but was gently pulled back by Song Nanqi. In a blink of an eye, Song Ciyan had already come to him. The old man's beard was curled up on both sides. He looked at Ye Jiaqing and suddenly laughed, "You, sit here For a while, let them play with you, cook for half an hour, let them tell the kitchen what they want to eat, if they give you a red envelope, they will accept it, there is no need to refuse."

After speaking, he took Song Nanqi upstairs.

Ye Jiaqing stood here alone, on the one hand, he was worried that Song Nanqi would be whipped by the old man with a cane, on the other hand, he didn't know how to deal with this group of completely unfamiliar elders and Song Nanqi's cousins.

Fortunately, Zhou Jingmeng came over to hold his hand and sat in her seat, while Zhou Jingmeng asked someone to bring a wooden chair and sat down.

Everyone had different expressions, but it was Song Nanqi's cousin who spoke first with a smile, "How long have you and Song Nanqi been together?"

"59 days."

"Oh, I remember so clearly, you must like him very much, right?" The other party was a little surprised, "What do you like about him?"

Ye Jiaqing was a little curious why Song Nanqi's cousin always used the word "Ya" when talking to him, but he answered her question honestly, "Song Nanqi is fine."

Sometimes, to say that someone is very good is to send out a good person card or to be perfunctory, but sometimes, to say that a person is very good, very good, is the most beautiful and impeccable compliment.

The Song family obviously understood.

"It's not that good," the little cousin dangled his legs, "he's so boring." Just as he finished speaking, his mother slapped his legs, "Go out if you can't sit still."

Ye Jiaqing couldn't help shrinking her legs back, and even lowered her head to see if she was shaking her legs unconsciously.

But he has long legs, and his little cousin has longer legs, only the little cousin can swing around.

Zhou Jingmeng held her chin, her eyebrows curved, "Do you have anything to eat? I'll let the kitchen do it. Today is a family feast day. I just know that Song Nanqi is with you, so let him take you home for a meal." Fan, you don't have to be nervous, we are all family."

Ye Jiaqing nodded, "I know."

The collar of the down jacket poked his chin from time to time, and the classical crystal chandelier above the living room illuminated his face in a snow-white, beautiful eyebrows, beautiful nose, and pink lips weakened the whiteness.He occasionally droops his eyebrows, occasionally raises his eyelids and nods his head. He is quiet and well-behaved, easily reminiscent of a little white pigeon.

The little cousin and Song Nanqi's cousin tried to exchange ideas, "Does my brother have two faces at home and outside?"

Song Nanshuang glanced at him indifferently, "Talking about brother behind his back, is that what I taught you?"

Little cousin: "Oh."

Ye Jiaqing noticed that Song Nanqi didn't lie to him. His family members were indeed strict and strict, with restrained rules, except for his mother and his young cousin.

White smoke curled up from the smoker placed under the calligraphy and painting, and the noise from the kitchen rustled into the living room. Looking at the figures walking back and forth behind the screen, one could tell that the scene was definitely not simple.

The picture in the middle was rolled up. Uncle Song and Uncle Song looked at each other. Uncle Song cleared his throat, opened his mouth first, and looked at Ye Jiaqing, "Listen to Song Nanqi, you and he are classmates in the same major. Tell me, what have you learned this semester? What are your insights after learning? What is your future career plan?"

Third Aunt frowned, and pinched Uncle Song's thigh hard to make him shut up.

Zhou Jingmeng watched them gossiping for fun, grabbed a handful of dried fruit and stuffed it into Ye Jiaqing's hand, "Eat, eat and play, just throw the trash on the table."

As soon as Zhou Jingmeng said this, several people present almost spoke, but stopped.

The little cousin continued to shake his legs, and asked his sister in a low voice, "Then can I throw it on the table?"

Song Nanshuang remained unmoved, "No."

"why?"

Song Nanshuang finally had a reaction at this moment, she turned her head slowly, and looked down at the little boy, "First, he is the first person brought back from the Song family in our generation; second, he is good-looking."

"You guys have a double standard."

"Use Internet terms with caution at home."

Ye Jiaqing slowly peeled the dried fruit in his hand, while Zhou Jingmeng asked from the side: "We Song Nanqi must like you, right? He hasn't been close to anyone since he was a child, and he never brought friends home."

"The last time he brought you back, my father and I were not at home, nor was the old man, so I missed it," Zhou Jingmeng cast a wink at Song Jinsheng who was sitting opposite, and continued, "Then when we got home, the housekeeper Just told us that Song Nanqi brought back someone he likes."

"He liked you first?"

Ye Jiaqing didn't know how to answer, because he and Song Nanqi couldn't tell who came first.

Zhou Jingmeng interpreted Ye Jiaqing's thinking expression as shyness, and patted Ye Jiaqing's shoulder comfortingly, "Don't be nervous, we are all from my family."

Ye Jiaqing lowered her eyes, her ears were reddish, and the eyelashes danced with tiny bits of light.

Compared with him, others seem to be more nervous.

The old man was not there, and the uncle was easy to talk. The juniors lowered their heads and took out the mobile phones in their pockets, and opened their own WeChat groups.

[Song Nanfeng: Awesome! ]

[Song Nanyue: The fourth child is awesome, my God, where did you get such a pretty girl? ]

[Song Nanshuang: The two sisters pay attention to their words, it's too vulgar. ]

[Song Nanshuang has been banned by the group leader for 1h]

[Song Nanbai: Wouldn't it be too early to bring it back now? This is only freshman year, can it be done?You look at Song Nan's other fathers, pretending to read some newspapers, their eyeballs are about to fall out. ]

[Song Nanfeng: Be careful what the youngest says, the elders can also talk casually? ]

[Song Nanhua: Don't you drag him into the group?My sister said he was good-looking, so you pull him in and ask my sister to add a WeChat account. ]

[Song Nanyue: Song Nanshuang, what do you think you have?If you like someone, you just say you like it, and just leave it there all day like an old man, how old are you? ]

Song Nanshuang was muted and unable to speak.

She was sitting upright, her eyes were usually in front of her eyes, there was still baby fat on her face, her hair was not messed up, her eyebrows were delicate and clean, and her demeanor was cool.

Song Ciyan sat down on the chair with a cane, and the cane stood aside, "Sit."

Song Nanqi sat down opposite him.

"Among the brothers and sisters, I have the highest expectations for you." Song Ciyan poured him a glass of water. Although his hair and beard were white, the old man's eyes were clear and firm, and his breath was steady. "Before you went to college, I Let me tell you that you should focus on your studies and other things should not be within your focus, have you done it?"

Song Nanqi lowered his head slightly, "No."

Song Ciyan looked at his favorite grandson, for a long time, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, "However, what is commendable is that after falling in love, you didn't choose to hide it from your family."

"Responsibility and responsibility should be placed before all the rules of conduct, especially if you are a doctor. Whether it is to your father or your elders who are also doctors, I have always taught this. Since you are in love with him, you should be responsible to him."

"clear."

"How's his grades?"

Song Nanqi clenched his fingers on his knees, "In terms of study, he knows how to combine work and rest. In life, he pursues refinement, and in making friends."

"dong dong"

Song Ciyan hit the ground twice with his crutches, interrupting Song Nanqi's reply.

"Don't be too tactful, he loves to play, he can get by in his studies, and he pays attention to enjoyment. As for making friends, I'm not blind. I can see that he is very likable, and he should have no shortage of friends."

"Grandfather knows you very well, knows everyone in the Song family, and he can be naughty in private, but most of the time, he doesn't know how to adapt, is rigid, and boring." Song Ciyan was a little puzzled, "How did you make him like you?"

Song Nanqi straightened his back and did not answer.

He also wanted to know the answer.

After a while, Song Ciyan took a sip of tea and said in a deep voice, "Go out, he is downstairs alone, he should be very nervous."

Song Nanqi nodded and stood up.

When he went downstairs and returned to the living room, Ye Jiaqing was being checked by his third aunt.

The third aunt has been obsessed with facial features and feng shui in recent months. She stroked Ye Jiaqing's face with her hands, and she was saying with a serious expression: "Plump earlobes and chubby flesh mean that you are smart and have a good brain." Blessings; the bridge of the nose is plump, the eyebrows are like a crescent moon, the face is clear and bright, and the bones are beautiful. It is really a good face, come on, and let me look at the palmistry again."

Ye Jiaqing's face turned red from being pinched, and Song Nanqi dragged him up halfway through his palmistry. The latter lowered his head and said in an apologetic tone, "Sorry, I'll take him upstairs to take a shower and change clothes."

Little cousin Song Nanhua looked at the backs of the two, puzzled, "Why do you have to take it with you when you take a bath?"

Song Nanshuang at the side didn't know what to think of, and reprimanded in a low voice, "This is not something you should know."

It's not that Song Nanhua doesn't understand anything, he immediately shot back, "What, last time I saw my sister you kowtow at night, are you going to kowtow again now?"

Song Nanshuang: "..."

Ye Jiaqing's palms were hot and sweaty, he followed Song Nanqi into the room, and whispered, "Your family members are so serious, children are very serious."

"Mr. Song, no wonder you are so serious."

"But your mother is so funny and beautiful."

"Your grandfather asked you to go to the study. What did you say? Did he not let you fall in love, let you break up with me or something?"

"No." Song Nanqi said.

There was already a thin layer of sweat on Ye Jiaqing's forehead.

Song Nanqi found a new set of home clothes from the closet, and handed it to Ye Jiaqing, "Put it on, I think you are very hot."

Ye Jiaqing shook his head, "I'm not hot."

"..."

It was rare for him to look nervous, Song Nanqi dragged him to him by his shoulders, Ye Jiaqing thought he was going to take off his clothes, so he raised his hand and grabbed the collar.

But Song Nanqi just wiped a little sweat off his forehead with his thumb, "I'll catch a cold if I'm stuffy like this." Song Nanqi said lightly.

Just as Ye Jiaqing was about to say that I went to the bathroom to change, Song Nanqi directly tore the velcro on the collar, and the zipper came off with a light pull.

The collar of the sweater inside didn't know how it was rubbed into by the coat, Ye Jiaqing followed Song Nanqi's gaze and lowered his head.

Actually, it's okay.

The collar was a little messed up, and a small piece of creamy white shoulders showed, and the collarbone was protruding, slender and fragile.

It's just that if the collar continues to slip, it may reveal places that shouldn't be exposed.

The timing was wrong, and Ye Jiaqing was so annoyed, if it was in a hotel, or somewhere else, he would definitely be able to sleep through Song Nanqi tonight, but at his house, he'd better behave himself.

Ye Jiaqing resentfully took the clothes from Song Nanqi, "I'm going to the bathroom."

He failed to take a single step, Song Nanqi raised his chin, kissed closely and then fell down, his words were drowned in the delicate kisses.

"Wuwu, when I left the dormitory, I saw you brought your ID card."

"We'll discuss this matter after dinner is over."