Chapter 354 Green Light

  Old Jiang saw that Su Meng was covered with a quilt and stopped talking.

  He sighed lightly, shook his head, turned off the light, and leaned against the head of the bed to meditate.

  He really thinks this suggestion is feasible.

  At least there is a head.

   Because of this, many people must not think of it.

   Who would have thought of signing a virtual band.

Of course, there is a lack of data support, and there is also a lack of consideration of the corresponding business prospects. Even the Beatles only used this vest once. Whether Li Yu can write the songs mentioned in the book is a problem, but he really thinks that this plan will send When Li Yu holds it, she will think about it.

  If you really want to ask why—

   comes from his understanding as a house husband.

He quit his job these years and went abroad to accompany Su Meng. He has no relatives or friends. He just stays at home every day doing translation work, and then goes out to buy vegetables. No one talks. Chatting and passing the time, the only one who can chat , it was Su Meng who came back.

  After returning to China, my friends became strangers, and because of free work, I still stayed at home all day.

  The biggest problem with this closed life is that the person who can talk to him occupies all of him and becomes his window to understand the outside world. This made him rely on her. He would be inexplicably angry when she came home late, worked overtime, or went out to eat with friends.

  He knew this state was wrong.

  But sometimes reason is rational, and I really can't help my temper.

Then-

The closed life makes you desperately want to talk to this person, but the disconnection with the outside world will inevitably make you say a lot of words with little knowledge and experience, and then the person outside will feel that you don’t understand anything and feel uncomfortable. patient.

  In the end, it became what they are now, and Su Meng habitually refuted him.

but-

  Lao Jiang checked Jiangyang's information.

   If you want to say naive, Jiang Yang is undoubtedly more naive in front of Li Yu. The two of them are not from the same world at all, but you can see that they are two. Lao Jiang watched the video of the piano shop. When Li Yu played the piano, he would ask Jiang Yang if he had heard it, and if he hadn't heard it, he would change to another one.

Lao Jiang didn't know if others felt it or not, but when he saw this scene, he almost couldn't hold back, that kind of feeling that owns the whole world, but still regards you as the most important person. I can't feel it, but I look forward to it.

  Of course, this sounds hypocritical.

  It was through this kind of emotion that he felt that Li Yu might consider it.

  ***

  The car stopped.

  Li Qingning unfastened his seat belt, got out of the car, and locked the car after Jiang Yang took out the guitar from the trunk, "What's for dinner?"

  Jiang Yang: "You decide."

   Li Qingning asked Jiang Yang to hand her a guitar.

"Need not!"

  Jiang Yang can hold it easily, with one on his back, one in his hand, and even a free hand.

  Li Qingning: "Then eat vegetables."

"ah."

  Jiang Yang made a sound of reluctance.

  Li Qingning gave him a light kick from behind, "I don't know what to eat every day, and I have many opinions when I eat."

  Jiang Yang was very unconvinced: "You don't like to eat, why—"

   "Jiangyang."

  The actor got off the car in front, "Wait a minute."

"What?"

  Jiang Yang stopped.

  Wang Zheng went to the trunk of the car, first took out a candied haws, tore off the wrapping paper and ate it by himself, then took out a cardboard box. He hugged the cardboard box with one hand, biting a hawthorn, "I picked this candied haws and made it myself."

   "Picked off."

  Jiang Yang is still thinking about the addiction of picking.

but-

   It is also good to eat ready-made ones.

  He gave the guitar to Li Qingning, and prepared the cardboard box—

  Then, he watched Wang Zheng pass by him, and turned to greet him: "Let's go together."

The last time I talked to Jiang Yang so much, Wang Zheng's mentality changed a lot, thinking that since his mother passed away, no one would make hawthorn cakes anymore, so let's make it himself, some things must be passed down, It was as if when he was picking hawthorns, he couldn't help remembering the scene of living in that yard.

but-

  How could Jiang Yang be cheap.

   This kid still wants to be his uncle. He will have sons, and they are all older than Jiang Yang now.

  Jiang Yang reacted, "You are too disrespectful of the old and the young."

  Wang Zheng was about to refute, when he suddenly realized that this word is very shameless, because you don't know whether he is talking about old or young.

   "If you want to eat, pick it off yourself."

  Wang Zheng also removed the core, and he ate it with relish.

   "Then what did you ask me to do?"

  Wang Zheng: "Let you see."

  He waved the candied haws in his hand and walked first.

   "This man!"

  Jiang Yang thought for a while, "I can rest assured that he is so wicked."

  Li Qingning didn't understand: "What are you worried about?"

  Jiang Yang looked at Wang Zheng's back: "This is definitely the old Wang's own birth."

  Old Wang Tou is not a handsome old man.

  Li Qingning likes the brain circuit of Jiangyang, but is it too much to add music to it, "...Looking forward to a lucky and a shock, what a wonderful encounter, over the top of the mountain and layers of white clouds in front, where is the green light..."

   Too much is too much, but the song is quite nice.

  She stood with Jiang Yang, listened to the song for a while, and suddenly said: "It's a bit too much!"

"ah?"

  Jiang Yang came back to his senses, and hurriedly took the guitar from Li Qingning's hand, "What is too much?"

   "Who is it, stop you and let you watch." Li Qingning took Jiang Yang's arm.

"that is."

   "Let's not eat vegetables anymore, my sister will take you to eat meat."

"good."

  Even so, Jiang Yang felt that it was the fault of his son not teaching his father, so he went to see old man Wang in the morning.

  Old man Wang didn't go to the square dance, but saw Jiang Yang in the community, "You came just in time, I was looking for you."

   "You know your son is going too far?"

  Old man Wang was surprised: "You also know that my son is too much?"

  The two looked at each other.

  Jiang Yang: "You as a father think it's too much, but it seems that it's really too much."

Old man Wang: "It's not too much, I don't know what's going on recently, either pulling me to listen to the show, or pulling me to watch his movie together, even borrowing a kiss scene. Go to the bathroom and play a game when you have time , within five minutes of playing, he knocked on the door and asked how I was doing."

  He thought for a while: "Is there anything wrong with this kid?"

"Well-"

  Jiang Yang doesn't know what to say, it's too much to be daring.

Jiang Yang guessed that after Wang Zheng told the story that her mother asked him to sign, but he didn't have the courage to sign, at best, he said it out, and his heart was a little lighter; up.

  Jiang Yang: "This is not very good, I am starting to care about you."

  Uncle Wang: "What's the matter, you dragged me to make candied haws together yesterday, just like doing kindergarten homework."

   is quite awkward.

  Jiang Yang: "What about the candied haws?"

   "If you want to eat, make it yourself."

  Uncle Wang said that it was the crystallization of the relationship between father and son.

  Jiang Yang: "Be virtuous with your son."

  Uncle Wang ignored him, and took out a letter, "But it is certain that he is not looking for a partner, and has little to do with Wang Zheng and her father."

  Jiang Yang didn't speak.

   In fact, the relationship is quite important. As soon as Wang Zheng gets close to the girl, the scene of Wang Zheng's car accident flashes across. If he is relieved, he may be able to accept it slowly and then forget it, but it may not be a short-term matter.

  Uncle Wang and Teacher Wang have been exchanging letters constantly during these days.

  Last time Uncle Wang said he was guilty of running a red light and had his tube removed, so he donated money for charity.

Teacher Wang advised him in the letter: "Sometimes it is more difficult to give up than to persist, because persistence is a straight line, you can continue your past experience and habits to persevere, even if you know there is no hope, but as long as you persist, you don't have to make a decision ...And giving up this decision is a 180-degree turn, a decision to give up the current habits and knowns, and go to the unknown."

   Make up for yesterday's.

   There are two more before going to bed.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)