Chapter 316 What Exactly I Did That Night

  Hui Sao, who was about to go again, stopped quickly and didn't bother Jing Jihan and Shisu again.

  Ms. Jing didn't really understand what Uncle Li had just said to the old man. He only heard the old man’s phrase "Let them sleep."

  They?

  Who?

  The person who was hugged by Jing Jihan last night?

Mrs.   Jing asked: "Jihan hasn't gotten up yet? This is not like his usual style. Luo Zhou has already gotten up. How could he still be asleep?"

   Suddenly, Jing Luozhou, who was cueed, seemed to have heard nothing. He saw that the old man had moved his chopsticks and started to eat, and he picked up the chopsticks to pick up the dishes at will, without intending to speak.

Although Jiang City is not in the north, Mr. Jing spent more than ten years in the north when he was young. The meals of the Jing family have continued his hobby of northern food. Breakfast is made of pickled vegetable rice porridge and some vegetable noodles, which is simple, nutritious and healthy. .

The old man’s chopsticks was holding a pickle, but he glanced at Mrs. Jing and Jing Sixue who hadn’t moved the chopsticks at the same time: “Eating breakfast for myself and no outsiders, no matter how Jihan is outside, I’m also in this house. Looking at my grown-up grandson, why does my grandson need so many reasons to be lazy? Sleep as long as you want."

  Jing Luozhou just tittered: "Then I'm still your grandson, and I'm very sleepy. Didn't Hui Hui lift me out of bed?"

  Old man Jing glared at him immediately: "If you have the ability, you can bring a wife back to sleep with you, and see if Xiaohui will call you?"

  Jing Luozhou rolled his eyes on the spot.

   Yes, these words sound like the old man's amazing, but in fact it is Jing Jihan that is even more amazing. The person is not here, but obviously with the old man's mood of looking forward to his great-grandson, he remotely controls this scene.

When Mrs. Jing heard this, there was obviously a hint of displeasure in her eyes, but after all the words came from the old man’s mouth, she couldn’t refute anything, she just smiled and said, “Dare to love Jihan to bring his girlfriend back. Although young people now have the habit of lazy beds, they came to Jing’s family after all. It’s really not appropriate to be so ignorant of the rules. Besides, I’ve just returned to China just two days as a mother. Han's girlfriend is right. Is it possible that I am here to wait for her to wake up?"

The old man took a mouthful of pickles and then drank his porridge. The old **** said: "When the girl came last time, she woke up very early, was polite and understood Chinese opera. He was a child who knew etiquette. Why is she a girl today? Get up late, you have to ask your son."

   "Cough." Jing Luozhou choked suddenly.

  Fuck!

  I just satirized him not to come back to sleep with a wife.

  Now this sentence is really **** not harmful to single dogs, very insulting!

Mrs.   Jing was also taken aback for a moment. She was so embarrassed that she couldn’t say more. She suddenly said to Jing Sixue, who had not moved her chopsticks while sitting next to her, “Let’s eat.”

  Jing Sixue grew up in the UK, and has basically never eaten Chinese food. Even if he occasionally eats Chinese food, it is some of the more famous meals in China, but I have never eaten this...white porridge and pickles...

She looked at the weirdly colored pickles in front of her, and picked up the chopsticks thoughtfully, but in the end there was no pinch. She took the spoon and filled some porridge to drink, but there was no taste in the mouth, and she didn't show much on her face. I don’t usually eat a lot, and now I just put it down in a few bites.

  After a while, the old man looked at Jing Sixue: "Can’t eat?"

   "No, I just returned to China and I am still suffering from jet lag. It may take a few days for my physical condition and appetite to ease. Grandpa, continue to eat and leave me alone." Jing Xixue said quickly.

"Yeah." The old man said lightly: "Although the Jing family is big, there are rarely so many delicacies from the mountains and seas in the diet. Unless it is a festival or birthday banquet, most of them are usually these on weekdays. This is the old man. I liked it when I was young. Eat, everyone has followed me to get used to it. If you are not used to eating, you can ask the kitchen to cook you some western breakfast alone."

Jing Xixue shook her head again: "Thank you, grandpa, it doesn't have to be so troublesome. Sooner or later, I have to adapt to domestic life, and it will be fine in a few days."

The old man seemed to be very satisfied with what she said, so he didn't say any more, but suddenly turned to Sister Hui and said, "Xiao Hui, don't ask Jihan and the others to get up, but skipping breakfast is bad for your stomach. They gave some. When that girl came last time, she had a soft spot for the buns you made and ate several in a row."

   "Okay." Aunt Hui smiled and went quickly.

Jing Sixue heard the words, the smile on her face closed, but her gaze returned to the pickles and noodles in front of her. After thinking about it, she picked up the chopsticks and ate some more, but she was really not used to it. Put it down after the mouth.

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  Shi Su really fell asleep in Jing Jihan's arms, but after all, due to the biological clock, she woke up shortly after she fell asleep, vaguely as if she heard a knock on the door.

  She opened her eyes and looked in front of the door, and saw that Jing Jihan had already picked up breakfast for her to bring in.

   "Are your Jing family so forgiving? Can you bring breakfast if you sleep late?" Shi Su asked lazily on the bed holding the quilt.

  Jing Jihan chuckled shortly: "This is the tolerance of the old man to his grandson and daughter-in-law. If Jing Luozhou dared to be so lazy in bed, others would have rushed in with a cane to beat someone."

  Shi Su laughed, got up and was about to wash and then come to eat. Suddenly remembering what happened last night, he quickly took the phone and glanced again.

  At two o'clock in the middle of the night yesterday, Wen Ke finally replied to her WeChat: [Sorry Susu, there was an unexpected situation before going out, but I couldn’t make it through. Mr. Jing had already called me and told you that I was safe. You can put Mianmian with me at ease. She hasn't finished the biscuits I baked. I will explain to you when I send Mianmian back tomorrow. ]

   Su Gang’s mood when he got up was relieved, and he replied to WeChat to Wen Ke: [It’s fine, no need to explain, don’t I know you yet? If it is not a major emergency that trips you up, how could you not come, Ann! ]

  She got out of bed to wash up, and when she came back, she saw that the breakfast sent by Wife Hui was the little bun she had eaten at Jing's last time.

On that day, she only drank with her grandfather on her birthday. When she woke up the next day, she felt sick in her stomach. She felt comfortable after eating the little buns. She did not expect that it was a coincidence that the buns in front of her felt warm after just a glance. Heart warms stomach.

She sat over and ate and said, "I don’t usually drink much, but the last time I came to Jing’s house, I drank too much and lost a big face. This time it’s a hangover again. Will Grandpa Jing think I’m a drunkard? ?"

  Jing Jihan helped her wipe a little oil stain from the corners of her mouth: "No, the old man is very shrewd. He will not make a conclusion based on only two brief meetings."

  The finger he rubbed on the corner of her mouth paused, and then said: "Moreover, it was you who was drunk last time."

  She was surprised: "What am I doing when he is drunk?"

  Speaking, she saw the meaningful smile in the man’s eyes and immediately widened her eyes: “The last time I drank too much at Jing’s house, what did I do that night?”

  (End of this chapter)