C39 Steamed Bun for Porridge

At 5 PM, Guo Jingjing punctually came to pick Zhao Amei up from work. The two went to a small leisure place, which was more suitable for conversation.

Guo Jingjing ordered some porridge, Zhao Amei asked for a serving of noodles, there were a lot of people in the restaurant, but luckily there were not a single seat that could be separated, so no one bothered to stop them.

While she was sitting, Zhao Amei opened her mouth first. She had a gentle smile on her delicate face as she looked at Guo Jingjing and said: "Didn't you have something to tell me? Why is there no sound along the way? "

Guo Jingjing looked at Zhao Amei, he did not like to beat around the bush and directly asked: "Your aunt told people that we are about to get engaged, do you know about this?"

Zhao Amei nodded in embarrassment.

Guo Jingjing's brows instantly furrowed. He thought that Zhao Amei did not know about this matter and that it was her aunt's idea. So she knew. Why?

"What's wrong?" Zhao Amei saw that Guo Jingjing's expression was ugly and did not look too good, so she said in a confused manner, "You … He didn't seem happy? You... You don't want to be engaged to me, do you? "

"That's not what I mean," seeing the injuries in Zhao Amei's eyes, Guo Jingjing could not bear to see his say. "I just want to know how your aunt told you about this, because our family did not tell your aunt about the engagement."

Zhao Amei's face changed as she looked at Guo Jingjing with a face full of shock: "How can that be? "My aunt clearly told me that she went to your house yesterday. Your father personally told me that he wanted us to get engaged. Do you mean that my aunt lied to me?"

"My dad?" Guo Jingjing did not know what was going on, and his face was full of confusion as well.

Zhao Amei's face darkened, bit her lips and asked Guo Jingjing: "Do you think that because I can't get married, I will not let you go? Guo Jingjing, it's fine if you're usually stiff, but I don't want to find someone with a glib personality to live the rest of my life. But your question is a little too excessive, no matter what, I'm a girl, so could I possibly create something like an engagement? "

Guo Jingjing was not good with words, Zhao Amei's questioning caused him to not know how to reply.

"Guo Jingjing," Zhao Amei said as tears streamed down her face, "If you really are unwilling, then I won't force you. I can't force you to do something like this in the first place, so it doesn't matter even if I don't order it.

Zhao Amei felt that she had been humiliated, and both anger and grievance exploded at the same time. She could not help but tear up, but whether or not there was guilt inside, most likely only she herself knew.

Guo Jingjing pursed his lips and did not say anything. Zhao Amei's tears made him feel guilty, he lowered her head and thought, if they truly decided to get engaged, then the person facing him would be someone who she could spend his entire life with. He had to take care of her, protect her, love her, and protect her for his entire life.

"We …" Guo Jingjing licked his dry lips: Let's get engaged, Amei.

She had clearly achieved her goal, but after hearing the word engagement from Guo Jingjing, she suddenly felt her heart was in a mess. Previously, she had been scared by Zhao Jinhua to the point that she had plans for an engagement, but towards Guo Jingjing, she felt that it was useless. Are we really going to order it like this?

Guo Jingjing secretly heaved a sigh of relief, mustered up his strength, and extended his hand to grasp the back of Zhao Amei's hand. The girl's hand was small and soft, this was the first time Guo Jingjing touched it, and it was extremely careful.

"Amei," Guo Jingjing smiled, he didn't even know it himself, but when he smiled, it was especially gentle, because he rarely smiled, but he felt that his attitude towards Zhao Amei should have changed.

His eyes were large and he spoke as if he could. His long eyelashes were rimmed with eyelashes, and his elongated eyes seemed softer than ever.

"Since we have already made such a decision, I hope that it will be a lifetime of promise. As long as you are willing, I will always take care of you and protect you."

Zhao Amei was confused by Guo Jingjing's smile. It was clearly a stiff face, but when she smiled, she did not expect it to be so pretty. The promise made Zhao Amei's heart move.

Zhao Amei nodded blankly: "Mn."

Guo Jingjing let out a small breath. When they had ordered enough, he retracted his hand and said: "Eat first. I'll send you home after you finish eating."

"Yes."

Zhao Amei lowered her head and picked up the chopsticks, her face blushing red.

After sending Zhao Amei off, the first thing Guo Jingjing said when he returned home was: "Dad, I'm preparing to get engaged to Amei."

Zhang Qing dropped the egg he just took out from the chicken coop. Zhang Qing looked at Guo Jingjing with a blank look in his eyes.

Guo Jingjing quickly used a broom to clean up the broken eggs, using it to mop up the white eggs.

"Dad, don't you like Amei? Didn't you say that you liked her? "

Zhang Qing came back to reality and nodded: "Yes, I like it. Jing, you … Do you like her? "

Guo Jingjing lowered his head and said, "Mhm."

"Are you sure you want to get engaged to her?"

"I'm sure."

Zhang Qing supported himself as he sat down on the bench and muttered: "As long as you like it, then it's good that you like it. In this life, it's really not easy to be with someone you like.

Guo Jingjing raised his head. Zhang Qing was sitting under the light of the lamp with a smile on his face.

"..."

The engagement was a complicated matter. After Guo Jingjing finished saying those words, the next day, Zhang Qing went to Zhang Fugui's home with Huang Gui. He was not a local, and lived there for many years, and had even eaten wedding wine a few times, but as it was his turn, he did not know what to do.

A group of chickens flapped their wings and flew up the mountain slope, claws scratching at the leaves, looking for bugs to eat. Guo Jingjing went to the chicken house to look for the new eggs, and just as he entered through the back door, he saw Hee Fannhsing standing in their living room, looking at the portrait of Chairman Mao that was pasted on the wall above the hall as if he was looking at a museum painting.

"Jing." Seeing Guo Jingjing coming out, Hee Fannhsing smiled gently at him, "Good morning."

When Guo Jingjing saw Hee Fannhsing, he frowned, it was almost like a habit, why was this person here again?

Hee Fannhsing knew that he was being looked down on again, and the smile in his eyes became even wider, and he joked: "Looks like I'm being looked down on again."

Guo Jingjing puffed his cheeks: You're still coming back after knowing this.

said coldly: "Mr Hee came so early, what's the matter?"

Hee Fannhsing did not answer, but looked towards the direction of the kitchen and said: "I still haven't eaten breakfast, do you want to go out to eat together with me?"

"No, thanks." Guo Jingjing said, "My house is cooked."

After saying that, he had no intention of leaving anyone behind to eat breakfast.

"Oh, so it's like that." Hee Fannhsing did not force it, "Then I will go over myself. When I pass by the village entrance in the morning, I saw a bun shop that was rather fragrant, and there were quite a few people lining up at the entrance. Coincidentally, there aren't many people there."

Guo Jingjing's ears twitched, he knew that the steamed buns in his house were indeed delicious, especially the big meat bun, with one bite, it would cause oil and water to gush out. However, he rarely had the chance to eat it, on one hand it was a little far, and on the other hand, he had to spend money to buy the steamed buns, in the past, breakfast was very luxurious for his family, he could only eat it a few times a year.

Since he had come back for so long, he was afraid that he wouldn't eat if he didn't cook Zhang Qing, so he would cook breakfast every day. Naturally, it was even more impossible for him to go out to eat.

Turning his head to look at Hee Fannhsing's departing figure, Guo Jingjing felt a bit of resentment. As expected, he did not agree with him at all, and turning back to look at the white porridge in the kitchen, suddenly he did not want to eat it anymore, it was tasteless.

As a man, Guo Jingjing's appetite was not small, and had been increasing recently. He was so hungry that his stomach hurt when he ate, and other people's stomachs would hurt when they ate, why did it become stomachache when they were eating with him?

Guo Jingjing took his chopsticks, perked up a piece of peanut sized lard and put it into the bottom of the bowl. He also added a spoonful of fine salt into the salt jar, then opened the pot and scooped up two spoonfuls of congee and stirred into the bowl. He dipped his chopsticks in the soup and started to taste the taste, neither too salty nor too light, before opening the cupboard with his chopsticks and grabbing some pickled cucumbers that were sent over from the Madam Zhang and bringing them over to the table.

After eating two mouthfuls, he still felt like eating a big piece of meat. Guo Jingjing felt that he had become greedy, it wasn't like this in the past, now that he couldn't eat it, his heart felt like it was missing a piece, and it felt extremely uncomfortable.

"We can't buy it now, can we? I don't want to meet him. "

Guo Jingjing muttered, he took another big mouthful of porridge, raised his head, and wrinkled his nose.

It can't be? Why did he seem to smell the scent of a big meat bun? He's hallucinating about anything he wants to eat?

Just as Guo Jingjing was about to eat a few more mouthfuls of porridge to suppress the illusion, the big white and fragrant meat that was wrapped in a plastic bag was placed in front of him.

Guo Jingjing raised his head, looked down at him from above, and said gently: "Taste it."

Guo Jingjing's first reaction was, "How did you buy it back so quickly?"

"I'll drive."

Guo Jingjing was unconvinced, how could he have a car? He also has a little donkey.

Hee Fannhsing opened the plastic bag.

Guo Jingjing really didn't want to eat it, he really didn't want to, but his stomach was disappointing.

Guo Jingjing swallowed, he raised his head and looked at Hee Fannhsing and said: "How about … I'll trade the congee for it, I don't want to owe you anything. "

Hee Fannhsing smiled as he nodded his head, "Sure." It couldn't be better.

As a result, the scene in the end became the two of them eating at the same table as, eating the porridge Guo Jingjing cooked and eating the meat buns that Hee Fannhsing bought. The atmosphere was pretty harmonious, because Guo Jingjing's mouth was a little busy, he only had his mind on eating.

And Hee Fannhsing was indeed shocked by his appetite, it was fortunate that he bought a lot of steamed buns, otherwise, according to Guo Jingjing's posture of eating one by one, it would really not be enough.

However, the old man often said that being able to eat was a blessing, which meant that this person was easy to support.

Just as Hee Fannhsing was about to lose his train of thought, the sound of a car suddenly came from outside the door. Hee Fannhsing's eyes flashed with a dark light and when Guo Jingjing who was facing him was still immersed in the world of big meat bags, the door was suddenly kicked ruthlessly.

Bang! The half-opened door was on the verge of collapse, and the door lock was broken. The four corners were supported by a nail, which was hanging from the top.

The person in front turned the gold ring on his finger and led the few men in black in, and spoke with an arrogant tone: "Is this Guo Jingjing's home?"