Zhang Jingyu doesn't speak, holding the fish to the entrance of the amusement park.

Entrance check-in also needs to line up, Zhang Jingyu is holding a small fish and standing in front of Gu Nianjia.

Suddenly a wechat prompt came from the mobile phone in his pocket. He reached out and took a look.

Gu Nianjia tiptoed and craned her neck to peek at Zhang Jingyu's mobile screen. "Did that girl just send you a message?"

Zhang Jingyu deliberately avoids her eyes. She can't see it. She puts her hands on Zhang Jingyu's shoulders and tiptoes to the limit.

Even though there is a layer of shirt fabric, Zhang Jingyu can feel the softness and delicacy of her palm.

It's warm.

His heart suddenly a soft, slightly slanted, looking at the girl's delicate face, gently "um" a.

Gu Nianjia is very nosy. "What did you send me to see?"

She swayed on both sides.

Lin Xiaoyu frowns and scolds her for this kind of behavior. "Mommy says it's impolite to read other people's short messages."

The little guy is very serious. He has a model.

"Little fish know the truth." Zhang Jingyu put away his mobile phone.

Gu Nianjia pulls down her face, "cuts" and slides her hands down Zhang Jingyu's shoulder.

Then he stared at his big back and said, "if you don't look, you won't look. I don't want to know anyway."

Who is rare.

……

Song Changwen enters the door. The living room is cold and clear. She looks at the second floor and thinks about whether to go to the kitchen to find aunt Zhou.

When she arrived at the restaurant, aunt Zhou came out of the kitchen. She asked directly, "what about the little fish?"

Aunt Zhou said, "Jiajia took her out."

She put the hot dish on the table.

Song Changwen listens to is to think good to take Lin Xiaoyu out, don't feel relieved to ask: "does she take out alone?"

"Said with Mr. Zhang." Aunt Zhou said and turned to the kitchen.

Her busy figure can't hide her joy.

Song Changwen asked curiously, "which teacher Zhang?"

"Professor Zhang of the University, Zhang Jingyu," said Aunt Zhou

Zhang Jingyu is a good teacher and a deep classmate. Song Changwen naturally knows her.

She was a little surprised. "Is Miss Zhang here?"

Aunt Zhou asked, "Chang Wen, do you know Zhang Jingyu?"

Song Changwen nodded, "he and nianshen are college students."

Wen Yan, aunt Zhou can't help but live in front of song Changwen and exaggerate, "that child is really good."

Song Changwen looks at Aunt Zhou with her eyes turned. "Where do you see it is good?"

"Cultivated, handsome, and a teacher." Aunt Zhou holds on to the benefits of Zhang Jingyu.

Anyway, I think that child is good.

It's good everywhere.

Song Changwen didn't agree with aunt Zhou. She didn't talk about Zhang Jingyu any more. She only cared about how long her grandson would be back. "How long have they been out? Did they say when?"

She comes here every night just to see her grandson.

"I went out in the morning. I called at noon. I had a good time."

Aunt Zhou smiled and then forced the topic to Zhang Jingyu and Gu Nianjia. "Chang Wen, that teacher Zhang seems to like our Jia Jia."

Song Changwen sniffed and frowned deeply. "She's only nineteen, and she hasn't graduated yet."

The objection is obvious.

Aunt Zhou said with a smile, "the good boy talks first. You can see that Nian Shen and Xiao Yi have little fish when they are 18 years old."

When she mentioned that her son and daughter-in-law had done both what they should do and what they shouldn't, Ms. song Changwen couldn't find a way to talk to Aunt Zhou.