Chapter 195 Do you want to marry me

   Sister Luo rests, and the cooking will definitely fall on Pei Qisheng's head. His cooking skills are very good, and Pei Yilan is just about to try it.

   She cut the peeled apples into pieces, washed a plate of cherries and put them in the fruit bowl: "Grandpa, eat some fruit."

   "Well." Pei Zhen picked up an apple.

   He focused on playing chess with Jiang Ye, and even Pei Qisheng and the others didn't notice when they approached him.

   "Jiang Ye." The voice ringing in their ears startled them: "If you don't block him, he will lose."

   Slowing down, Jiang Ye called out in a warm voice.

   When he raised his smile, his whole body exuded a gentle aura, like the warm sun in the early spring to teach people comfort.

  Bai Ying recalled that that night, Pei Yilan cried and talked about his life experience. She was guessing what a person who grew up in the mud would look like, but she couldn't help feeling distressed when she saw him.

  Hiding the emotions in her eyes, she gently patted his shoulder: "What do you want for lunch? Auntie will make it for you."

   Jiang Ye was flattered: "I'm not picky eaters."

   "Can you eat spicy food?"

   "You can eat anything that is not particularly spicy."

   Bai Ying reported a few home-cooked dishes, asked him for his opinion, and dragged Pei Qisheng into the kitchen together.

   Time slipped through the fingers, and the sound of cooking vegetables at noon finally stopped, and the room was filled with a tangy aroma.

   Seven dishes and one soup are placed on the table in the dining room, and the mist rises from the bowls and plates, which not only appeals to the taste buds, but also shows warmth.

   "Little Ye, try this." Bai Ying gave him a piece of braised beef brisket she made, and a flash of anticipation flashed in her eyes.

  The others didn't move their chopsticks, and the eyes they looked at Jiang Ye showed a touch of 'sympathy'.

   Jiang Ye picked up the beef brisket for unknown reasons.

   He chewed it twice, and when the sour and fishy taste spread, he finally understood where their 'sympathy' came from.

"How about it?"

   "Well, the beef is very tender." He was so sour that he almost narrowed his eyes and swallowed it without chewing.

   Pei Qisheng ate a piece of it suspiciously.

   For a moment, he felt that the sourness was about to rush to the sky, making him want to spit it out.

   "It's delicious." He gave a thumbs up against his conscience, and before she could taste it, he removed the plate: "It's too heavy, not for you."

  Bai Ying has always eaten lightly, so he has no doubts about what he said, and is busy serving Jiang Ye.

   Fortunately, there are not many dishes she can cook. Except for the scrambled eggs with eggshells, everything else is done by Pei Qisheng.

   "Dad, do you eat beef?" Seeing that Pei Zhen didn't have any beef, Bai Ying suggested it with a smile.

   "Don't eat." Pei Zhen said that he had bad teeth.

   He grabbed the wine glass and touched Jiang Ye, then looked at Pei Qisheng kindly: "Boss has been working hard recently, you should eat more."

   Pei Qisheng: "..." My father.

   He ate all the five or six pieces of beef that Bai Ying had brought, and after a meal, he drank three glasses of water.

   Seeing that he couldn't hold on anymore, Pei Yilan took the initiative to clean up the tableware, and Jiang Ye next to him also helped.

  There is a dishwasher in the kitchen, so they don't need to do it, so after drying the grease on the table, I sit back in the living room and chat.

   "Old Man Pei, have you finished eating?" A familiar voice penetrated into everyone's ears.

"Finished."

   "Play chess at two o'clock?"

   Pei Zhen thought it was hard to shout, and walked to the window three or two steps with a cane, looking at Chu Kui next door.

   "Not today." He leaned against the windowsill: "Jiang Ye is here, let's put together a table of mahjong."

   "Okay." Chu Kui took a sip from the thermos cup, and didn't plan to talk to him too much because it was cold: "I'll come over after taking a nap."

   Pei Zhen immediately closed the door and window.

   He walked towards the stairs slowly, not forgetting to let them refresh their minds: "Yilan, take Xiao Ye back to the room to sleep."

  There are only four bedrooms on the second floor.

  Rao was Jiang Ye, no matter how embarrassed it was, and at the urging of the Pei family and his wife, he went upstairs to rest for a while.

   Pei Yilan's bedroom is not large, there is a long brown-red wooden table facing the door, very similar to the one he used when he was a child.

  The table is full of items, not only cosmetics, jewelry boxes, photo albums, but also two bear dolls.

   "Jiang Ye, are you sleepy?" Pei Yilan led him and sat on the double sofa, leaning against his shoulder as if he had no bones.

   "It's okay." Jiang Ye leaned back.

   He raised his eyes and looked at the goose-yellow wall, faintly capturing the traces of the years.

   If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that their living environment was so simple.

   He suddenly said: "Yilan, I finally know why you are different from others."

   "Because of family style?"

   "Well." He hugged her waist tightly: "They are the most unassuming and kind people I have ever met."

   "That's for you." Pei Yilan took Yao Qianning's visit as an example: "If they don't like you, they won't be kind."

   "I can feel it." From the moment he entered the door, he felt the warmth they gave him.

   "You won't be nervous now, will you?"

"Won't."

   Jiang Ye put his eyes on the table again.

   He asked Pei Yilan's opinion, picked up the album, and flipped through it next to her.

The first page of    records her childhood, her chubby face, exuding cuteness like a white dumpling.

   The second and third pages record her school-age years, and the later ones record her teenage years.

   "Did you grow up with Chu Yuzhou?" Jiang Ye turned to the end, but he couldn't remember how many photos they had together.

   "Well, he used to play with me when he was a kid."

"very nice."

   "Aren't you jealous?" Pei Yilan couldn't figure out what he meant, and said quickly, "It's absolutely impossible for me and him."

   "No." Jiang Ye didn't even think about that.

   He closed the album and put it back in place, lying with her on the soft bedding: "I'm just envious."

   "What's there to envy?" Pei Yilan cradled in his arms: "We will spend more time with each other."

   Jiang Ye was delighted by her words.

   He stared at her eyebrows and suddenly had the urge to become a legal couple with her.

   "Yi Lan." Impulsively, he asked subconsciously, "Do you want to marry me?"

   Pei Yilan didn't react for a while.

   Her eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly resting on a white jade, flapping her wings to cast a light shadow on her skin.

  The too long silence left Jiang Ye at a loss.

   He murmured his lower lips, and just as he was about to change his mouth and say, "I'm just asking," he saw her raise her left hand: "Take out the diamond ring."

   Pei Yilan raised her chin, the excitement and joy in her eyes almost overflowed, but she couldn't hold back her smile.

   She coughed twice: "Hurry up."

"…No."

   "You didn't bring it?"

   He didn't buy it at all.

   Jiang Ye pulled her into his arms, and his heart beat faster because of her unhesitating attitude.

   He kissed her forehead: "For you next year."

   "Then you have to prepare well."

"must."

   Pei Yilan imagined the picture of him kneeling on one knee, and couldn't help showing a sweet smile.

   She believed that that day was not far away.

   (end of this chapter)