Jiang Qinghuai's house is indeed very close, less than ten minutes' walk, but the rain was too heavy. By the time we entered her community, Wei Qingfan was already a drowned rat, and the skirt of her skirt was soaked and stuck to her legs.
, showing a slender and well-proportioned silhouette.
She is not very tall, but her body proportions are very good. Short hair is not common among girls, but it suits her very well. It can perfectly show her face and facial features, especially when she smiles, her eyebrows are curved, pure and sweet, and she is a very standard student.
Beauty.
It is very close to the city center, and her family lives nearby, but the community looks old. She lives on the fourth floor and has no electricity.
The two of them walked all the way upstairs, leaving very clear footprints in the corridor. Especially where Wei Qingfan walked, water overflowed from the footprints.
On the third floor, a middle-aged woman led her daughter downstairs and greeted Jiang Qinghuai. Then the mother and daughter looked at Wei Qingfan at the same time.
And his boxers.
When the little girl was in elementary school, she still knew that girls couldn't stare like this, so she covered her eyes shyly, and then after passing by, she couldn't help but look back, her eyes curious and funny.
There were a lot of clutter in the corridor, obviously placed by each family, but when we got to the fourth floor, they were all clean and tidy.
Jiang Qinghuai took out the key from under the mat in front of the door, noticed Wei Qingfan's inspection, and said with a smile: "The one opposite is the aunt just now. She doesn't like to put things in the corridor. My family is relatively poor and has nothing to put."
Wei Qingfan smiled and did not answer.
Jiang Qinghuai opened the door and asked him to go in first. Wei Qingfan glanced inside first and asked: "Is the bathroom straight ahead?"
He was afraid of making someone's house dirty, so he planned to go to the bathroom directly.
Jiang Qinghuai obviously understood what he was thinking and said, "Yes, just wait a moment and I'll go find some clothes for you."
"OK."
Wei Qingfan walked into her home, listened carefully, and found that no one seemed to be at home. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked straight into the bathroom.
The bathroom is not big, but it is neatly kept. There is only a toothbrush and a toothbrush on the sink. There is probably a bathroom in the master bedroom. Jiang Qinghuai seems to be the only one using it, and the supplies all look like they belong to a girl.
This made it even harder for him to move around. After waiting, Jiang Qinghuai quickly came over and took a pair of dark patterned large pants, a dark blue short-sleeved shirt, and a pair of dark blue slippers. The slippers were placed on the ground, and the clothes were placed on the ground.
He went to the clothes rack and said, "These are the clothes I bought for my dad. They are all worn."
Then he pointed to the basin next to him and said, "Take off your clothes, put them in the basin, and take them outside the bathroom. I'll wash them for you first, so you can dry them faster."
Wei Qingfan nodded in agreement. After Jiang Qinghuai finished speaking, he thought for a moment and pointed to a blue towel on the lanyard, "That blue towel is for you."
"Okay, thank you."
Jiang Qinghuai left the bathroom and closed the door. Wei Qingfan took off his clothes, put them in the basin, opened the door carefully, put the basin outside, and closed the door again.
He quickly rinsed and wiped, and put on large pants and short-sleeved shirts, except for the bathroom.
He washed quickly, in less than ten minutes, but the rain outside had actually stopped. Jiang Qinghuai opened the balcony door, and the cool and moist breeze blew through, refreshing his mind.
The washing machine on the balcony was still buzzing and working hard. Jiang Qinghuai changed into a long aqua skirt and was feeding the turtles in the living room. When Wei Qingfan came out, he looked up and said with a smile: "Are you done washing? You sit down first.
The clothes are not dry yet.”
As she spoke, she picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, and said, "Wait a minute, you can watch TV first."
"good."
Wei Qingfan sat down on the sofa, adjusted the channel casually, and stopped when he saw a TV set showing "Journey to the West".
Jiang Qinghuai asked again: "Have you eaten?"
"eat……"
Just as Wei Qingfan was about to speak, his stomach already made a "gurgling" sound on his behalf, so he had to change his words: "I haven't eaten."
Jiang Qinghuai couldn't help but laugh, and covered his mouth slightly to avoid being too embarrassed, and said: "My dad won't come back for lunch. I've already eaten, but I haven't bought any food. There's nothing left at home, so I'll give you a bowl of noodles."
OK?"
Wei Qingfan smiled and said: "That's troublesome, I won't pick it."
"Then wait a moment."
Jiang Qinghuai didn't find it troublesome and seemed quite happy as he walked briskly to the kitchen.
The sound of water soon came from inside, which seemed to be rinsing the pot. Then she came out of the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took out two eggs, and asked again: "Do you like to eat fried eggs or boil them in them?"
Wei Qingfan smiled and said, "The guest does as the host does."
"Okay, I'll make it for you according to what I think is delicious."
Jiang Qinghuai smiled and returned to the kitchen. A sweet and crisp voice came from inside: "Do you have any taboos? For example, onions, ginger, garlic, etc."
"No, I'm not picky about food."
"Then you're pretty good. No one around me likes to eat these, including my dad and my classmates."
"how about you?"
"I eat them all, so I can make a living."
"If you know how to cook, you will never starve to death."
"That's not necessarily the case. It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice."
The two of them chatted for a while like friends. Wei Qingfan came to the door of the kitchen and saw her cutting some green onions, adding them to the eggs and mixing them well. Then, he heated the oil in the pot, poured the eggs in, and the eggs sizzled.
Produces an alluring aroma.
Wei Qingfan smiled and said, "Your craftsmanship is pretty good."
"I cook a lot. I have been able to cook since elementary school."
"So early?"
"Yes, my parents divorced when I was very young. My dad's cooking was too unpalatable, so I had to cook it myself."
Jiang Qinghuai scooped up the eggs, found a few small green vegetables, washed them quickly, put them in a pot, stir-fried them with egg oil for a few times, then took a hot kettle, poured hot water into it, and covered it.
Pot lid.
Seeing that Wei Qingfan didn't speak for a while, she turned around and smiled brightly, "This is not something embarrassing that cannot be said. There is no need to be like this, right?"
Wei Qingfan smiled and said, "No, I'm just observing."
Jiang Qinghuai asked curiously: "What are you observing?"
Wei Qingfan did not answer, but said with a smile: "I finally understand why those boys fought like this for you. No wonder..."
Jiang Qinghuai's cheeks heated up, he glanced at him, and said slightly angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, it's because they drank too much and are looking for trouble. It has nothing to do with me."
She used hot water and the fire was very strong. You could hear the pot gurgling as she spoke.
Jiang Qinghuai opened the lid of the pot, picked up a bag of noodles, put it inside and asked, "How much can you eat?"
"It's a normal amount of food, it's okay if you eat less."
"How do I know what a normal meal size is?"
Jiang Qinghuai looked back at him, his expression a little helpless, but he didn't hesitate. He put in a large bowl based on his feeling, stirred it with a kettle, then covered the pot and went to wash the dishes again.
She washed the bowl, opened the lid of the pot, mixed the noodles, added some salt, and cooked for a while, then put the freshly scrambled eggs in, dripped some sesame oil, turned off the fire, and served it out, which was just enough for a large bowl.
.
"I'll serve it."
There was a bit too much noodles, and Wei Qingfan was worried that she would be burned, so he took the noodles out, put them on the coffee table in front of the TV, and sat on the sofa to eat.
Jiang Qinghuai sat next to him, watching him eat, and asked with clear and clear eyes: "How is it?"
"delicious."
Her cooking skills were indeed very good, the heat and saltiness were just right. Wei Qingfan was already hungry, so he kept praising her while he slurped and slurped.
Jiang Qinghuai saw that he really liked eating and looked a little happy. He nodded reservedly and turned to watch TV so as not to feel awkward staring at him.
After a while, she turned her head again and said with a smile: "By the way, I don't know what your name is yet. My name is Jiang Qinghuai. My mother is from Huai'an. The combined name of Qingjiang and Huai'an is Qinghuai."
"This is a good explanation."
Wei Qingfan smiled and praised again, "My name is Wei Qingfan, the reed's reed."
Jiang Qinghuai was stunned for a moment, "What is your name?"
She wasn't that impressed by Wei Qingfan, as she was by Li Wanyi and Li Miaoyu, whose names she didn't know. After all, those two girls were so pretty.
However, she was too impressed by the name "Wei Qingfan".
In addition to the rarity of surnames, Jiang Qifeng almost got into a fight over that essay and offended many people.
"Reed of reeds, happy Qing, ordinary mortals...what's wrong?"
When Wei Qingfan saw her like this, he made some guesses and looked at her calmly, waiting for her to express his admiration for the "first prize in the provincial competition".
"Oh it's all right."
Jiang Qinghuai didn't know that he was waiting to enjoy the admiration, so he couldn't express his merit for his father, so he made an excuse and said: "I have heard of your name, "My Last Name", right? First prize in the provincial competition."
Her attitude was not as exciting as Wei Qingfan expected. Instead, it was a bit like coping. But this is normal behavior. If she really got excited because of an essay...it was either a disease or a pitfall.
Wei Qingfan secretly complained, and at the same time he said modestly and reservedly: "It's okay, it's just a fluke..."
"It's really a fluke. If my dad hadn't worked so hard like that, how could these schools in the provincial capital give up the first prize spots in the provincial competition..."
Jiang Qinghuai secretly complained that he was not dissatisfied with Wei Qingfan, but he didn't like his father's way of dealing with things. It was too easy to offend people.
"Why,"
Jiang Qinghuai changed the topic, his beautiful almond eyes were sparkling, he leaned forward slightly, and asked: "The two girls who were with you that day, the two very beautiful ones, are they both from the same school as you?
?”
Before Wei Qingfan had time to answer, he heard the sound of a key opening the door.
The two of them looked over at the same time and saw that the door was opened, and then Jiang Qifeng casually entered the house with an umbrella in one hand and a bag in the other.
Because the cabinet at the entrance blocked his view, Jiang Qifeng did not see Jiang Qinghuai sitting in the back. Instead, he first saw Wei Qingfan who was wearing big pants and sitting on the sofa eating noodles.
The two looked at each other, and Wei Qingfan was about to stand up and say hello when he saw Jiang Qifeng take two steps back, reopen the door, and look up at the house number.
After confirming that this was his home, he became even more confused and subconsciously muttered: "This is my home!"
At the same time, he looked at Wei Qingfan with questioning eyes, hoping that he could give him an explanation.
A few days ago, I wanted to see my daughter's photos in Yuan County, but I didn't let you see them, so you came to my house to see them, right?