Chapter 87 Instant Noodles
As soon as Jiang Yang arrived at the door of his house, Li Qingning sent Xu Fan and Zhuang Mei out.
The three of them drank a little, Xu Fan a little too much, Zhuang Mei supported her and said goodbye to the two of them.
Li Qingning had her hair in a bun, wore a dress, and a pair of big earrings dangling from time to time. When Zhuang Mei and Xu Fan entered the elevator, she leaned into Jiang Yang's arms and waved to them, "Goodbye."
After the elevator door closed, she put her arms around Jiang Yang's neck, stood on tiptoes and kissed him, then pushed him away in disgust, "Your clothes smell so bad."
Jiangyang He went to work, it would be strange if it didn’t stink.
He only smelled the smell of wine during the kiss, and helped her go home, "How much did you drink?"
Li Qingning just chatted, and unconsciously he felt a little carried away, "Have you eaten yet?"
Jiangyang does not have it.
He wants to eat instant noodles.
Li Qingning pushed him to take a shower while she went to cook some noodles. The water had just boiled. Before waiting, Li Qingning heard that Jiang Yang had forgotten a change of clothes. She turned off the fire and went to find a T-shirt and a pair of shorts to send over.
Then--
Jiang Yang came out with Li Qingning in his arms.
She wore Jiang Yang’s long T-shirt and swung her big white legs. Jiang Yang put her on the bed and said, “She is very addicted to food.”
Li Qingning gave Jiang Yang a kick.
Jiang Yang got out of the way and went to cook the noodles. When the aroma of the noodles came out, Li Qingning was also a little hungry. He went in and shared a bowl with Jiang Yang. Just as the two of them were negotiating over the last poached egg, whether to call them sister or brother. , Jiang Yang’s cell phone rang.
It’s Jiangyang’s mother.
Jiang Yang answered, "Hey, Mom."
His mother said in a very excited tone: "Hey, Yangyang, do the reporters know about you and your wife?"
Jiang Yang looked surprised. The old lady was gossiping about her son. "Who did you listen to?"
"Ah, who else said it? The Internet is very lively now. Have I been interviewed by someone? How many reporters are here? This is a good opportunity. Our rice field paintings in poor valleys usually don't even have any guests. Now Okay, I’ll ask your third aunt to clean up her farmhouse, and we’ll work it out. If we don’t stay there for three days, don’t try to open our mouths..."
"Mother."
Jiang Yang had a headache. The two old ladies must have planned this for a long time. "It's not that bad yet."
"ah?"
Positivity took a **** hit.
Jiang Yang said she could still live in peace for a few days, "Just live in peace."
“Okay, okay.”
His mother was a little reluctant, but she comforted Jiang Yang, "It's okay, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry."
When Jiang Yang heard this, she was obviously very anxious.
His mother asked: "Where's Ning Ning, how are you doing lately?"
Li Qingning answered from the side, "Mom, I'm fine, but I'm hungry and Jiang Yang won't let me eat eggs."
“Jiangyang!”
Jiang Yang’s voice immediately rose.
“Give, give!”
Jiang Yang was convinced and asked for foreign aid.
Li Qingning pulled the egg in front of him, ate it slowly, and chatted with his mother for a few words. When he finally hung up the phone, there was still a little poached egg left, "Call sister, I'll give it to you."
Jiang Yang is mighty and unyielding, "Sister."
"good!"
While the two were quarreling, the song "Legend" was still making waves, and the guests of "Longing for Life" all sent their blessings.
Jiangnan: "The two people looked at each other, and their eyes were full of stars."
Teacher Wen: “Cherish this person who jumped into the river to catch fish for you.
Fang Yuan: “Thank you, idol, for making me believe in love.”
Fans saw it and analyzed a set of romantic scenes. "Actually, it is not unacceptable for the big devil to fall in love."
Compared to quitting the circle, falling in love is really nothing.
What’s more, most of the fans of Big Devil are just music listeners, not many who are crazy about chasing stars.
There were many people in the circle, some sending blessings and some singing songs, but the question was still brewing, that is, who is this person.
It rained on Sunday.
Jiang Yang really likes rain, especially when he is sitting by the window of his study, looking at the foggy trees in the neighborhood and listening to the rustling of raindrops through the forest and leaves. Jiang Yang listened to this and was writing something at his desk. He occasionally raised his head and looked outside, wondering whether mushrooms could grow on these trees.
The thing he was writing was "Murder on the Orient Express". It was also strange. After hitting his head on the handrail, Jiang Yang remembered it more clearly and was typing the world word by word.
One murder caused the loss of one life, and dozens of lives were shattered, ended, and distorted. Even though Jiang Yang already knew the answer to the mystery, the moment the answer was revealed after the murder, his heart still trembled and he even got goosebumps.
As he wrote, Jiang Yang felt as if he was at a murder scene on a train when he was in his study.
However, this did not make Jiang Yang feel upset because of the murder.
Murder on the Orient Express is different from other enclosed space murders.
In other closed-space murder cases, especially those that are poorly used in movies, there is a murderer among a group of people who kills people one by one in secret, which makes people's hearts grab involuntarily. In Murder on the Orient Express, it's the other way around. Even so, at the scene of "Murder on the Orient Express", there will not be any fear of murder, but rather a torture of justice and humanity.
For in the beginning the sinner died.
Li Qingning is practicing piano in the living room.
Even though the door is closed, the sweet music of the piano can still flow to the ears, bringing some comfort to Jiang Yang who is nervous.
After a while, the sound of the piano stopped.
Jiang Yang felt restless. He stopped and took a look out of the study. He saw Li Qingning sitting on the sofa making a phone call. After getting her promise not to go out in the morning and to eat Teppanyaki at noon, Jiang Yang returned to the study to continue writing.
People are really weird sometimes. They like quietness, but they don’t like loneliness. They like someone waiting for them quietly.
In ancient times, this was called reading at night with red sleeves and Tianxiang.
Monday, it’s still raining.
Li Qingning drove to work by himself, and Jiang Yang asked Zhou Hao to pick him up.
Zhou Hao's car hasn't been washed for many days. This time it rained and he saved a lot of money for washing the car. So when Jiang Yang saw Zhou Hao's car, he didn't want to get in for a moment because the car just melted. The makeup is like a woman who cried and was stained with gray marks.
After Jiang Yang got in the car, he spoke highly of his stinginess.
Zhou Hao accepted it calmly and asked Jiang Yang, "What, did you quarrel with your wife?"
“No, I just want to experience what it’s like to have my boss be the driver.”
Jiang Yang sat upright and turned on the radio, "Don't tell me, it feels pretty good."
"Legend" was playing on the radio station, and Li Yu's mysterious voice came out from the broken speaker of the radio station. While singing softly, he poured out his love for Jiang Yang over and over again, but the speaker of Zhou Hao's broken car had The noise made it difficult for Jiang Yang to lose himself.
“Your broken trumpet really ruined this good song.”
Zhou Hao stopped the car and waited for the red light, "No matter how good the song is, it's not for you. Do you know, this is a new song released by the big devil Li Yu yesterday, 'Just because I looked at you one more time in the crowd, I can't do it anymore. Forget about your appearance, people are confessing their love online."
He was filled with envy, "Damn it, this grandson doesn't know what he's capable of, and he actually asked the devil to confess online."
Jiang Yang thought he might be handsome, "As handsome as me?"
If this was another topic, Zhou Hao would have a few words to disparage Jiang Yang, but when it comes to appearance, Zhou Hao really has nothing to say.
It’s so frustrating.
(End of this chapter)