Chapter 390

"That's good. They're gossiping." At that time, we have to turn it around and say that it's hard to be obedient to go to school and fall in love.

Song Qingcheng looked at the wall and found that it was already eleven o'clock. "Mom, I won't tell you. I have to go down to see how the lunch is made."

"Go ahead and help yourself. Mom's cooking, too."

"Goodbye, mom!"

"Good."

Song Qingcheng finished the call with his mother and got out of bed.

It's amazing. How can I sleep until now. Ji Zhengting didn't know to call her.

She was busy going to the bathroom to clean up when the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside. It was Ji Zhengting who came in.

"Awake?" He came in.

"Ji Zhengting, why don't you shout at me?! It's eleven o'clock... " Song Qingcheng's tears are about to fall. Later, aunt Tang, if they ask, how can she explain it?!

"What happened at eleven? What are you doing He knew it and asked.

"It's time to cook. I should go down and have a look." Even if it is a show, at least people can not find fault.

"I've seen it for you twice, and I promise no one will say you're impolite." He made a serious promise to her.

"But I haven't been down for so long..." No matter what, it's not reasonable.

"I have said that you are not very convenient. Besides, we all have a good time. We won't care about that." Ji Zhengting put the hair on her cheek behind her ear.

"Really?" Song Qingcheng was dubious of his words, worried that he was coaxing himself.

"Go and clean up. If you linger any longer, it may be time for someone to talk. " It means, stop questioning, it's already happened.

Song Qingcheng nodded and went into the bathroom to clean up. When he came out again, Ji Zhengting was still in the room.

"Why haven't you gone down yet?" Song Qingcheng tied up her hair and talked to him.

"Waiting for you." He got up and walked towards her, looking, indeed, waiting for her.

Song Qingcheng smiles and naturally takes the initiative to take his hand and go downstairs together.

……

When they came down together, no one had to say anything. But aunt Tang couldn't help teasing them when she saw that they were inseparable.

"Look at you young couple. They are really newlyweds. They are inseparable. We all envy them."

"Just go up and call me." Song Qingcheng gave a simple answer.

"He didn't go up to call you. It doesn't matter if you don't feel comfortable sleeping for a while. The key is that we've all run to see it for several times. I'm afraid you'll have something good or bad. "

Song Qingcheng was slightly surprised. Glanced at the man beside him, it turned out that he had gone up more than once. She actually slept like a pig, and didn't know it at all.

Fortunately, aunt Tang was merciful and didn't catch them. Song Qingcheng also took the opportunity to sneak into the kitchen. Compared with the tit for tat chat outside, she found the kitchen a little quieter.

……

New year's lunch is very rich, Chinese and Western style, plus seafood, all go to battle. Because we won't go out on the first day of the new year, we all have a drink for lunch.

Even the stepmother, who has never been a drinker, made an exception to pour a glass of red wine under aunt Tang's provocation.

Finally, only song Qingcheng and Ji Ling did not drink at the table.

"Qingcheng, tomorrow is the day to go back to my mother's house. Will you go back with Zhengting?" Halfway through the meal, aunt Tang suddenly turned the topic to song Qingcheng.

Song Qingcheng, who was eating, almost didn't respond, "Oh, I discussed with Zhengting. We won't go back tomorrow."

"There are so many guests at home, of course we can't go back." The stepmother interjected.

If song Qingcheng went back, who would he expect from home and abroad? There is another meaning, you come so many people, want to go back also can't go back!

"Oh, it's not because of us, is it?" Aunt Tang is very sensible.

"No..." As soon as song Qingcheng opened her mouth, she was glared at by the stepmother sitting next to her aunt. She had to swallow the word "yes" that she almost blurted out, and changed it into, "it's not exactly. Anyway, I've just met her years ago, and I'll come back whenever I want to."

"That's true. You're close anyway." When Aunt Tang saw that the stepmother wanted to look good on purpose, she suddenly became heartless again.

The stepmother took a look at Aunt Tang and pursed her lips, but she didn't say anything.

Anyway, it's not a matter of a day or two to know that this old woman is cheeky.

"By the way, Zheng Ting, you asked you Lin to have dinner with Lu Qing. Are you sure when?" Said the aunt.

"They both have time, and tomorrow night, if you think it's appropriate." Ji Zhengting said.

"Tomorrow night? Is it too soon? " This is what the stepmother said.I've been eating and drinking all day. I'm going out to eat again. I can't bear it!

"It can be delayed for a few days." Ji Zhengting suggested. He doesn't want to rush too fast. After all, his children are special these two days.

"Or it's just a god of wealth."

The night of the God of wealth is the day when the fifth day of the Lunar New Year welcomes the God of wealth.

"Yes. If you don't have any comments, I'll let them know the time later. "

"OK, that's settled." My aunt is in charge.

This matter has come to an end.

The only one who is curious and unclear is my aunt, Lu Qing and You Lin? If she guesses correctly, it must be Lu Youlin.

It's just How did they get to know each other again? And it seems very familiar.

No!

Lu Qing, Lu Youlin, Lu Yu

All surnamed Lu

So, are they relatives?

……

In the evening, we amuse ourselves. The men play cards, the aunts yell to play mahjong, the stepmother is also pulled into battle; Song Qingcheng knows nothing about gambling, just can sneak upstairs to have an early rest.

Wash good lie in bed, but can't sleep. I can't help it. She's very curious. She can't sleep without knowing the relationship between her aunt's family and Lu Youlin and Lu Qing.

Now, she only prays that Ji Zhengting can finish early and come up to solve her curiosity.

Song Qingcheng has a video chat with Xin Yue in her boredom to see how she spent the new year in her hometown?

"Mrs. Ji, you shouldn't be too busy. Why are you free to video with me at this time?" After the video is connected, Xinyue's voice comes from the video.

"They are all downstairs. My relatives are not very comfortable, so I went back to my room early." Song Qingcheng road.

"What's the matter? Then your boss is depressed. " Xin Yue sympathizes with her and laughs at her.