Now winter is short and the night is long, and I have nothing to do in the morning, so there is no time left.

However, for Rong Qian and Yan Lang, the whole morning was still very fulfilling. Rong Qian liked to spend time with Yan Lang. Yan Lang looked at the house that was becoming more and more like a family, and then looked at the beautiful girl who was following him and helping him like a little wife. A sense of accomplishment arose.

"Let's just have a simple meal at noon? You're busy with your work in the afternoon. I'll go out to see the situation at the store, and buy back the things I didn't buy in the morning. Then come and pick you up at home for dinner."

When I was shopping in the supermarket in the morning, Yan Lang was quite prescient in buying a few kilograms of rice and two vegetables. There was no refrigerator in the house here, so Yan Lang was planning to move it back in the afternoon, and there were also TVs and other air conditioners. The air conditioners can be installed after the spring next year.

Nowadays, everyone is busy with work and is used to eating a rich diet at noon and at night.

Thinking of cooking with Yan Lang at noon, Rong Qian was nervous but expecting it, so naturally she did not stop Yan Lang from buying vegetables and rice.

These things are naturally what Yan Lang said, and Rong Qian did not mean to object.

Yan Lang used Rong Qian's small rice cooker to serve the rice, and cut vegetables and meat there. He asked Rong Qian to go in front of the sink next to her and told her that it was hot water on the left and cold water on the right. Then he put half of the water in the sink and asked her to help wash the vegetables.

"I, I'm afraid I won't be cleaned."

Rong Qian was a little afraid to help, but she unconsciously showed some expectations on her face, as if she hoped that Yan Lang could give her some affirmation so that she could muster up the courage to help.

Only Yan Lang is good at observing words and expressions, and because he identified the girl in front of him, he gave her twelve points of carefulness, so that he could understand her thoughts.

Otherwise, if you are careless or self-righteous, how can you pay attention to her emotional changes in time?

Some people always think that people with physical disabilities will be psychologically unhealthy. In fact, they are not unhealthy, but are more emotionally delicate.

Sometimes, to normal people, it is just a small matter, or a sentence, a tone and a small action, which is an unimaginable setback for them, and can even make them feel the darkness of the world and feel desperate.

I have suffered too many such setbacks in my life. After a long time, I naturally subconsciously want to work harder to protect myself, so I become more sensitive and suspicious about people and things, forming a vicious circle.

Yan Lang didn't want to think about the causes of psychological illness, so he wanted Rong Qian to feel comfortable, so he pretended to be casually answered, "The vegetables are purchased in supermarkets to pass the test, just wash the water stains sprayed on them, and then clean the pesticide residues."

Afterwards, Yan Lang buried his head in cutting vegetables and said something about his cooking skills with a smile on the cutting board. "I haven't cooked dishes seriously for a long time. You don't want to dislike it if it's not delicious. Mom is right. I should practice now. By the way, I'll go to the food app later. If we don't know what dishes to eat, then turn it over and learn a few new dishes to change the taste. You can also listen to it. We will make it together if we want to eat..."

"Qianqian, can you eat sweet dishes? My mother made sweet and sour pork ribs and sweet and sour fish, and if you know how to eat them, I will buy ribs and fish tomorrow for my mother to make..."

"It seems that it is going to rain outside again, don't go out in the afternoon..."

"I'm going to help my dad with a night shift to help me. It's cold. I'm not busy selling fruits these days. I'll bring you hot soy milk and fried dough sticks tomorrow morning... "

Yan Lang talked a lot, all with a strong atmosphere of life. Rong Qian occasionally replied softly, although she didn't say much, but she always had a smile on her face.

When Yan Lang left in the afternoon, Rong Qian groped and sat down at the computer desk. Her hand touched the anti-collision plastic patch at the corner of the table, and a smile appeared on her face.

Although he only met Yan Lang twice and only started dating yesterday, in less than a day, Yan Lang brought her more joy than in the previous four years, although it seemed that it was progressing too fast...

Thinking of the hug that Yan Lang held her hand and gave her when he left just now, Rong Qian held her face and patted her gently. No matter how bad it was, it would not be worse than now. Rong Qian wanted to give her heart without reservation, just because that person felt warm all over her body by letting her get close.

The phone hanging around his neck suddenly rang. Rong Qian's phone had a special call prompt and a voice broadcast. When he heard the mechanical female voice prompt "Ms. Chang", Rong Qian's mood declined a little.

The note for "Ms. Chang" was the last time my mother Chang Kairui came to see her and she muttered to help her modify it. She said that Rong Qian couldn't see her eyes and her phone was easy to fall off. If someone stole the phone and flipped into the information in her contact, what kind of fraud would she do?

Not only my mother, but also the "uncle" who was originally noted on the stepfather's phone number has also been changed.

Rong Qian knew that her mother had no other meaning, but she felt a little disappointed. Every time she heard the prompt sound of "Ms. Chang called", Rong Qian always felt that she really had no mother.

Rong Qian pursed her lips, and the tenderness on her lips gradually fell.

When I answered the phone, the first thing I said was to ask her anxiously if she had provoked a man outside. "Qianqian, mom knows that you don't like the blind date we introduced to you, but what we introduced at least will not harm you."

Rong Qian calmed down her emotions, "Mom, have you heard of something? I didn't provoke a man."

Chang Kairui's voice was very anxious, and he was filled with regret. "The apartment you lived in yesterday was online. Others don't know. When I heard the address, I knew it must be you! If you didn't provoke me, could someone break into your house?"

Rong Qian found that she was in a calm mood. She ignored her mother's raves on the phone and explained to herself, "That person was drunk and started to get drunk for no reason. I don't know him."

Chang Kairui asked skeptically, "Really?"

When Rong Qian stopped talking on the phone, Chang Kairui realized that his attitude might have hurt his daughter. He laughed meaninglessly, turned his head but began to talk about the big truth again, "Why did you have to go out at that time? If you didn't go out and were seen by others, they wouldn't cause trouble for you for no reason."

"I heard from Tianmei that there is no such city service online now? You can buy vegetables and fruits directly on it. Even the paper and salt in the supermarket can be delivered to them. In the future, you can use that to buy things. Don't go out if you have nothing to do..."

Tianmei is the daughter of her stepfather and sister. She is about the same age as Chang Kairui's stepson. She is twenty years old this year and has not gone to school after graduating from high school. She comes to work in Nancheng and lives in her stepfather's house every day.

Rong Qian imagined it according to her mother's words and felt that such a life was almost the same as going to jail, but she was indeed working hard toward that lifestyle before.

Rong Qian unconsciously thought of Yan Lang holding her hand and taking her through the crowds passing through the streets, pulling her in the automatic elevator in the supermarket, standing in front of the shelves, chanting the ingredients of the products, and then asked her in distress which one should she choose.

Such a life seems insignificant to ordinary people, but it makes Rong Qian seem to have found the sunshine.

"mom."

Rong Qian interrupted her mother's teaching for the first time, "Mom, I have a boyfriend and I also met his parents. I went to his house for dinner last night. It seems that I haven't eaten anything other than the porridge for a long time. I've eaten some of the dishes in my mouth for a while before I remembered what that was."

Chang Kairui suddenly couldn't speak, and there was a dead silence on the other side of the phone.

After opening this mouth, Rong Qian seemed to have regained her voice, and continued to talk about the meal she had last night gently but smoothly, and talked about the feeling of going to the supermarket today. Although her voice was still gentle, her tone was unconcealed happiness.

"Mom, I feel like I'm finally remembered, and then I took it to the balcony to bask in the sun."

Her world was sent into the sun, or in other words, someone pulled her into the sunny sky.

Chang Kairui spoke again, his voice was a little choked and stuffy, and his nose was obviously blocked. "My Qianqian, my mother is sorry for you, but we don't know the truth. You went on a blind date a few days ago, and you didn't have a partner at that time. How could you take you to see your parents after a few days? You can't see your eyes, and they're coaxing you! Be good, mom takes more time to come and accompany you in the future, and you will definitely find a reliable one for you."

Although Rui cried in tears as he listened to his daughter's words, he still had a pessimistic attitude and began to advise his daughter not to be deceived by others using these methods.

Rong Qian didn't explain too much. After saying those words, she felt much more relaxed, "Mom, if he wants to lie to me, then lie, I like him."

Just like a plant longs for sunshine, he walked into her world, so Rong Qian wanted to keep him desperately.

The author has something to say: Imagine what would happen to Qianqian if Yan Lang was a scumbag? Wuwuwu was abused to QAQ

Of course, if you are a scumbag, you have to have trained it specifically to make the sensitive and delicate Qianqian feel the same way. Otherwise, if you are a little uncautious, you will be felt by Qianqian and then retracted. Thinking about it, it seems that it is still very tormenting me???

ps: The role of Chang Kairui is actually the most common type in the real world that I integrate into. It is neither good nor bad. In short, it is the kind of mother who makes children helpless.
Chapter completed!