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Seeing Uncle Zhang go, he voluntarily skipped over the matter of urging the marriage, and looked at Jian Chengye's cold face, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't think it matched the young man in the photo.

Thinking of those embarrassing things, it was hard to control the smile back on his face: "You were so cute when you were young!"

Jian Chengye stretched out his hand and pinched his cheek accurately: "You laughed happily just now, your skin was itchy, don't forget whose house you still live in now!"

All the character designs established over the years were destroyed in one morning.

Threatening words didn't work for him at all. Fu Ze'an patted his hand and rubbed his cheeks that hurt from being pinched: "I don't want to laugh either, but I can't control it, and I can't blame it all!"

Jian Chengye: "Still mentioning it?"

I have frantically tried many times on the edge of danger, and these two simple words obviously have a bit of gnashing of teeth. If I continue to say it, I will really be beaten, and I will quickly change the subject: "The relationship between you is really good. "

This sentence is true.

If it was not good, she wouldn't expose the embarrassing things about his childhood in front of him, and she wouldn't care about his marriage, and earnestly urge him to get married.

Jian Chengye nodded without denying: "He watched me grow up. After I went to the army, I seldom went home. He took care of everything at home. The fields were not abandoned. He planted wheat and vegetables, and I If you come back to live, don’t worry about uncovering the pot.”

Fu Ze'an: "You still grow vegetables at home, where are you?"

Walking to the window, she pointed to a vegetable field with her slender fingers: "Then you are my family's vegetable garden."

Looking at the vegetable garden in the direction of his finger, you can see a piece of green under the white snow: "Can you take me to see it!"

It happened that the fresh vegetables at home were not enough, and I needed to go to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables. Seeing her excited face and wanting to see it, she couldn't help curling her lips. What's so good about a vegetable garden? She carried a vegetable basket across her arm and went out side by side.

It snowed all night, the snow on the ground was three centimeters deep, and there was a footprint when one stepped on it. Fu Ze'an picked a clean and tidy place to set his feet. Looking at the two lines of footprints left in the snow, he felt helpless. A burst of joy.

From the corner of his eye, he saw that the shoelaces were loose. After squatting down to tie them for a while, Jian Chengye walked in front of him with a distance between them. Looking at his tall back, he felt bad thoughts in his heart. The snow on the ground kneaded into a round snowball, which hit him accurately.

Jian Chengye patted the snow on his left shoulder and looked at Fu Ze'an who was smiling happily: "Fu Ze'an, your skin is itchy, right? I grew up in the north since I was a child, and I don't bother to do things like snowball fights in junior high school. Let you see how powerful I am."

The big hand grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and threw it on him. Fu Ze'an quickly dodged sideways and started to fight back.

Jian Chengye was not bad at skills, knew him well, and figured out where he would hide, and hit him with a snowball on the neck without any mistakes.

Fu Ze'an shrank his neck subconsciously, shivering from the cold, and began to pat the snow on his neck: "It's so cold, please help me pat the water off my neck!"

Seeing him shrinking his neck like an ostrich, he laughed and scolded: "Yes."

He patted the snow off his body swiftly.

Some snow melted instantly after touching the temperature of the skin, and slid along the back of the neck to the back, and the back was icy cold, and the cold north wind blew, making it even cooler.

A woman wearing a bright red padded jacket, a red scarf tied around her neck, and her whole body wrapped tightly came up to them. She stopped in front of them and said with a smile, "I saw two people having a snowball fight at a distance, and I thought it was a villager. I didn't expect it to be Cheng Hua, I haven't seen him for a few years, and he looks so handsome, I almost couldn't recognize him."

His eyes fell on Fu Ze'an: "Who is this? He looks familiar. He is not from our village."

Jian Chengye: "Aunt Li, this is my comrade-in-arms Fu Ze'an, and I will play at my house for two days during the Chinese New Year."

She still had to maintain her image in front of outsiders, stretched her shrinking neck back, and shouted obediently: "Happy New Year, Aunt Li!"

The smile on Aunt Li's face was even brighter: "What a good and sensible boy, where are you two going?"

Fu Ze'an: "Go to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables."

Thinking of what I heard when I went to the next village in the morning, I started to chat with them: "I heard from several families in the next door that they lost things at home. One family's 1 yuan in the bedside drawer disappeared. There was a family that was poor and had nothing to steal. Probably the thief didn’t want to return empty-handed, so he stole two old hens that laid eggs. There are many thieves during Chinese New Year, and they might come to our village someday. You two pay more attention, put away your valuables, and close the doors and windows when you go to bed at night, so as not to let your house be thieves."

Jian Chengye: "Thank you for reminding me."

For him, this is a redundant reminder.

Are special forces afraid that they won't be able to catch a small thief?

He wants to see who doesn't have eyes and dares to steal things from him.

As long as the thief dared to sneak into his house, he must be caught and thrown to the police station to receive socialist education.

Aunt Li: "I won't delay the two of you picking vegetables. The road in the vegetable field is slippery. Be careful on the road, and be careful not to fall."

Jian Chengye: "Yes."

Saying goodbye to Aunt Li, Fu Ze'an stretched out his slender and well-knit index finger, poked his waist quietly through the cotton coat.

Jian Chengye said angrily, "Speak up if you have something to say, don't engage in such petty tricks."

Fu Ze'an: "I found that after you came home, you became very gentle and easy to talk to."

Jian Chengye: "Is there?"

Resolutely: "Yes!"

Jian Chengye: "And then?"

He didn't believe that what Fu Ze'an wanted to express was so simple.

He said softly and aggrievedly: "Can you be gentle with me too."

Faced with Uncle Zhang who broke the news about his embarrassing childhood, he was not angry at all.

Facing Aunt Li who was chatting with them, she didn't dislike her wordiness at all, and listened patiently.

It's different when it comes to him.

But just as a joke, he threw a small snowball on his shoulder, which didn't hurt him at all. In the end, he was attacked by the snowball crazily, and his attack was merciless.

The difference between the two is really not that big!

He refused without hesitation: "Impossible."

Not impossible, but impossible!

Fu Ze'an: "Why!"

Looking at his little face flushed by the wind: "There is no reason."

Stride forward with a vegetable basket on her shoulders: "Don't drag me around on the main road, I won't accompany you if you want to blow the wind."

Fu Ze'an turned his mouth, and quickly followed behind him to the destination vegetable garden.

Green cabbage and radishes grew under the white snow. This was the first time he visited the vegetable garden in person. He took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and started taking pictures.

This is the vegetable garden of Jian Chengye's family. There may not be a chance to come here to play again in the future. Besides, the cabbage and radish are so beautiful, it would be a pity not to take a few photos!

Jian Chengye quickly picked a few cabbage stalks and pulled out a few white radishes. After a while, the vegetable basket was half full of vegetables.

There are only two people in the family, these vegetables are enough to eat for several days, and I am planning to go back with a basket, when I turn around, I see Fu Ze'an as if he has discovered a new world, taking a photo here, taking a photo there, even an ordinary cabbage that can no longer be ordinary Give a close-up.

The hands that were exposed outside to take pictures were red with cold, and they couldn't help frowning: "What's so good about an ordinary vegetable garden, it's not like I haven't seen it before!"

He stopped taking pictures of the cabbage and touched his nose in embarrassment: "This is the first time I have played in the vegetable garden."

There is no such kind of vegetable garden in the city, and as the second young master of the Fu family, he will not go to the field to cut grass and pick vegetables.

Jian Chengye was taken aback. When he first joined the army, he heard that Fu Ze'an's family was not young, rich and powerful. During training, the instructor would always take care of his body. For fear that he would not be able to bear it, he let him sit aside and rest. After a few years of getting along, almost He forgot his identity as the young master: "A broken vegetable garden is nothing to photograph. Put your hands in your pockets and don't put them outside. They are already red from the cold, and you will definitely suffer from frostbite."

Put away the phone obediently, and put two red hands in the pockets of the cotton coat: "What do we have for lunch?"

Jian Chengye: "Mutton hot pot."

Back home, Jian Chengye began to choose and wash vegetables, disliked him being in the way, and refused to let him help. Fu Ze'an was happily playing with his mobile phone, and smelled a strong smell of bacon in the air: "It smells so good!"

Jian Chengye put the bacon in the pot into a bowl: "This is the bacon that Uncle Zhang sent over in the morning. It tastes good. Try to see if you put too much salt."

He took out a pair of chopsticks and began to taste: "It's not salty at all, and the taste is just right. This bacon is so fragrant and delicious!"

After washing the pot, he was about to fry the next dish. When he turned his head, he saw that the bacon that had been piled up in a small hill had become shorter. Fu Ze'an held the chopsticks in his hand and planned to pick up another piece, and said with a smile, "I'll let you taste it. If you put too much, don't you want to wipe out the whole plate in one go, are you going to eat up the food later?"

He took back his chopsticks in embarrassment, blaming the bacon for being so delicious, he couldn't help but want to eat another slice, holding his phone while checking Weibo, waiting for the official start of the meal.

Four dishes and one soup, it was difficult for two people to solve it, Fu Ze'an put down the chopsticks in his hand: "You are too overestimating my appetite, I can't finish cooking so many dishes."

Jian Chengye: "Eat leftovers at night and add another dish."

Fu Ze'an nodded without any objection.

I consciously get up and clean up the table and wash the dishes. He cooks the rice and the dishes. He is still staying at his house, so he has to do something no matter what, and he cannot eat for free.