Jiang Chengwen took off the apron hanging in the kitchen and tied it to himself, and then helped Han Jing cook.

About a few minutes later, Dad Jiang also grabbed Mom Jiang and came back.

Jiang Ma was still full of grief and was playing mahjong for a while, but she didn't have the chance at all.

"It's time to eat!"

Jiang Chengwen took off his apron, and the family washed their hands and sat on the dining table.

"Today I am still Xiao Jing's chef." Dad Jiang said.

Jiang Ma blinked and said, "Xiaojing, you can still cook?"

"I can still live alone, but it is not delicious." Han Jing said.

"No! Very delicious!"

Jiang Ma was not stingy with her praise and said, "It's much better than his father said."

When Dad Jiang heard this, he said, "Besides, I won't cook anymore."

"You dare!"

Jiang Chengwen smiled, then picked up a rib for Han Jing.

After the family had some meals, Jiang's father said, "By the way, Xiaojing, there should be no more problems with that last time."

"It should be no problem, Uncle Chen didn't look for me either." Han Jing said.

"That's good."

Dad Jiang nodded and said, "Next time I encounter such a thing, don't show off alone. I'm not afraid of ten thousand, but I'm afraid of anything."

"Well, I know uncle." Han Jing nodded.

Dad Jiang smiled and said, "Eat food."

Jiang Chengwen was observing Jiang's father. To be honest, he didn't know exactly what Jiang's father suddenly called Han Jing over.

It's almost finished, and I didn't reveal it at all.

Could it be that it is just a meal?

I'm afraid it won't be.

After dinner, Jiang’s father and mother finished washing together. The division of labor was clear, and Jiang Chengwen and Han Jing sat in the living room watching TV series.

Han Jing asked softly: "Dog, it's not right."

“I think too.”

Jiang Chengwen said: "My dad can't just call you here if he has nothing."

"Let's see later."

Han Jing was a little nervous inexplicably, and she felt a little uneasy when she sat on the sofa.

She squirted and said, "Dog..."

"Ann?" Jiang Chengwen looked at her.

Han Jing's expression was a little ugly and she said, "Can it be because of the Internet cafe, uncle is a little dissatisfied with me?"

"Won't!"

Jiang Chengwen said: "My dad is too late to praise you, so why don't you be dissatisfied? It must be this. Just let it go."

"But……"

Han Jing opened her lips slightly, but she didn't know what to say. To put it bluntly, she felt uneasy.

After all, I have caused such a problem.

The uncle also came in person.

Every time, Dad Jiang washed his hands and came out of the kitchen.

He shook the water on his hands and said, "Xiaojing, come to the study with me."

"And, okay." Han Jing agreed.

Jiang Chengwen got up and wanted to go there.

Dad Jiang said, "Chenwen, sit down, I'll talk to Xiaojing."

"Can't I listen?" Jiang Chengwen asked.

“Watch your TV.”

Dad Jiang said something and ignored Jiang Chengwen.

Han Jing stood up and glanced at Jiang Chengwen, and looked at him.

Jiang Chengwen looked at her and said, "Don't worry."

Han Jing nodded with his lips and then followed Uncle Jiang to the study.

"Click."

After entering the study, I closed the door.

After washing his hands, Jiang Ma came to the living room to sit. When she saw an apple on the table, she planned to peel one and eat it.

Jiang Chengwen asked: "Mom, what have you discussed with Dad?"

"No discussion on anything."

Jiang's mother looked at Jiang Chengwen and said, "Don't ask me, your dad won't let me tell you."

"You can always say good things and bad things." Jiang Chengwen asked.

Jiang Ma said: "How to say it may be a good thing or a bad thing. Look at Xiaojing."

"hold head high?"

Jiang Chengwen was inexplicably worried when he heard this.

Jiang's mother comforted him and said, "Don't worry, Xiao Jing is good. Your father and I hope she will marry soon. But you are still young now and some things need to be considered."

Jiang Chengwen sat on the sofa and began to think.

This is a bit unexpected.

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The next time was a little difficult. Although Jiang Chengwen was sitting on the sofa, his eyes occasionally glanced at the door of the study.

Within half an hour, he looked at it several times, but there was no movement to open the door.

What to talk for half an hour?

"Click."

The door lock of the study turned, and Han Jing walked out of the inside with a calm expression.

Jiang Chengwen blinked and asked, "What did my dad tell you?"

"Nothing said."

Han Jing shook her head and said, "But uncle let you in."

Jiang Chengwen was a little confused when he listened. He looked at Han Jing and stood up and said, "Let's do it."

Han Jing looked at his somewhat worried expression and couldn't help but smile: "It's nothing, go quickly."

Jiang Chengwen nodded and then went to the study.

After entering the study, I heard from Dad Jiang that he would close the door.

Jiang Chengwen took the door and sat down at the seat in front of the table.

He asked, "What did my dad talk to her?"

"What can I talk about?"

Dad Jiang gave him a blank look and said, "Isn't you talking to you yet?"

"Talk about me?" Jiang Chengwen asked.

Dad Jiang did not explain too much, but said, "Xiaojing is pretty good. You kid don't know how to be blessed."

"Class?" Jiang Chengwen smiled and said, "Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

Dad Jiang said, "I'm telling you to be honest and stop being so careless as before. If you let down such a good girl, do you see if you can still go back to this home then?"

"Not to say..." Jiang Chengwen blinked.

Good guy, I'm afraid I wasn't picked up?

"I'll leave it here for you."

Dad Jiang looked at him and said, "At worst, I'll have another one with your mother."
To be continued...