Lin Qingzhi paused slightly while holding the phone, and his eyes unconsciously lowered, staring at the slender white hands on the back of his hands with a half-smile.
Cheng Huanchong realized it later and shrank back as if he was electrocuted. His handsome face turned red instantly!
"Um...I'm sorry."
Lin Qingzhi smiled elegantly, and his voice was as gentle as ever: "It doesn't matter."
Cheng Huanchong still seemed embarrassed and hesitated: "Our family... our family is actually not big, and it can't compare to yours. Yours has a lake, a big garden, and traditional mansion buildings. It is a real big mansion. That one
——Let me take you to find my family."
Lin Qingzhi looked intently at his handsome, reddish face, with the corners of his mouth raised, seemingly in a very good mood.
"Okay, but you have to bring a little greeting gift. It's your first time waiting at the door, so I can't be too rude."
Cheng Huanchong was even more embarrassed by him, and his face felt hot and burning.
"Um... don't be too polite. My family doesn't care about this."
Lin Qingzhi leaned down slightly, his eyes full of warmth.
"I don't care that they are tolerant and kind, but I have to insist on doing what the younger generation should do. I should pay more attention to A Chong's family."
Cheng Huanchong was startled when he heard this. He didn't know what was going on, and his ears turned red.
He didn't even know why he didn't dare to meet Lin Qingzhi's eyes. His mind went blank, so he simply turned around and ran away with a long stride.
Lin Qingzhi looked at the sunny back of him running quickly, and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, but he quickly froze, and reminded nervously: "A Chong! You can't run! What the doctor said - have you forgotten?!
"
Cheng Huanchong, who was in front of him, could hardly stop his feet. He didn't know whether it was because his feet were hurt or because he was frightened. He froze in place and did not continue running.
Lin Qingzhi didn't care about anything else, ran forward with long legs and grabbed his arm.
"How is it? Does it hurt? Where does it hurt? Does your calf hurt? Is that right?"
Listening to his nervous tone, Cheng Huanchong's handsome face turned red unconsciously.
"...No, it doesn't hurt. I just...was reminded by you and suddenly remembered...I didn't dare to run anymore."
Lin Qingzhi breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at him angrily and amusedly.
"The doctor gave you a lot of advice an hour ago, but as soon as you turned around, you forgot all about it. Sure enough, I shouldn't have agreed to let you out of the hospital as soon as possible."
Cheng Huanchong smiled, his handsome face shining in the sun.
"It's okay. Senior, don't worry."
Lin Qingzhi let go of his hand, eyes indulging in his smile, and then "cruelly" peeled off after more than a second.
"Are we going to the back garden ahead? The sunshine is so beautiful today!"
The two walked side by side, with the same tall and straight backs, one was slender and lively, the other was calm and gentle; one was full of vigor and the other had an extraordinary temperament, looking at a rare and beautiful scenery in the cold winter.
Everyone was overjoyed to see Cheng Huanchong finally come back from the hospital, and even said they would stay with Lin Qingzhi for dinner.
Lin Qingzhi smiled and politely thanked him: "It's my first time here, so don't bother me for too long."
Father Xue raised his voice: "Where is it! Fortunately, you have been taking care of the third child for a while! I have to thank you very much!"
"That's right!" Mother Xue couldn't help but nodded: "Thank you very much! Third child, you have to thank your senior very much this time."
Cheng Huanchong smiled and leaned next to Lin Qingzhi.
"Senior, my grandpa and grandma are both deaf and speak loudly. Please forgive me."
Lin Qingzhi felt the young man's fresh breath blowing on his cheek like a spring breeze, and swallowed his saliva unconsciously.
He glanced at the unsuspecting "initiator" with gentle eyes, and said calmly and gently: "It doesn't matter. The old man is the treasure of the family, how can he argue with the old treasures."
Cheng Huanchong was amused and laughed.
"Grandpa, grandma, my senior said you are the treasures of the family!"
Xue's father and mother were flattered and laughed happily.
"Master Lin is in the antique business, so he doesn't mind us 'old antiques'. If it were other young people, he might be more afraid of us old people!"
"That's right! Some young people don't have any elderly people at home, and they hate them when they see them!"
Lin Qingzhi reminded her warmly: "Grandpa Xue, Grandma Xue, just call me 'Qingzhi', or 'Xiao Lin'. My grandpa raised me when I was a child, so I am not afraid of the elderly. On the contrary, I like to accompany them very much."
Talk and chat. Unfortunately, my grandfather passed away a few years ago and I can no longer talk to him. Now that I see you two, I just feel so kind and amiable."
After these words, the "hearts" of the two old men were immediately captured.
So, one on the left and one on the right talked around Lin Qingzhi, saying "Xiao Lin" to the left and "Xiao Lin" to the right, and within a short time we became very familiar with him!
Cheng Huanchong asked curiously: "Aunt Achun, where are my parents?"
Zhu Achun was knitting a woolen sweater and smiled lovingly: "Your grandma just made a fuss and wanted to go out to eat hot glutinous rice cakes and soy milk. Your parents took her out in the car."
Cheng Huanchong was brought up with Zhu Achun's help since he was a child. He had always been very close to her, so he came forward and hugged her arm.
"Aunt Ah Chun, it's my turn to wear the woolen sweater this time, right? The dark green one you made for Xiaoxin last time - it's so beautiful!"
Zhu Achun has always liked knitting woolen sweaters, and also likes to knit according to the patterns in some fashion magazines. The color combination is very beautiful and fashionable, and has always been very popular among young people.
Not only Chen Xinzhi and Zheng Duoduo like it, but Cheng Huanran's brothers and sisters also like it. Now there is also a little Tong daughter-in-law to "compete for favor", and Zhu Achun is very busy.
Zhu Achun smiled fondly: "Not yet, this one is for Xiao Tong. Auntie promises you that the next one will be given to you. Don't worry, I will try to get it out before you start school."
"Ah?" Cheng Huanchong couldn't help but act coquettishly: "Isn't it? Sister Tong's? Auntie, you can't be too partial! I've been waiting for almost a year!"
Zhu Achun apologized profusely and explained: "There is nothing we can do. My aunt's hand was injured a while ago... so it was delayed for two or three months."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Cheng Huanchong shook his head and chuckled, "Anyway, there are still one or two months of winter, not more than ten days. Auntie, don't rush to work, you have to rest your hands. There is no rush to knit sweaters, anyway.
You can wear it next winter too.”
Zhu Achun smiled lovingly: "It's okay, Auntie is fine. It's not good if you don't move your hands. In cold weather, if you don't move your hands, they tend to become stiff, cold and stiff. I have nothing to do during the Chinese New Year, so I will definitely help you catch up.
One piece comes out. What color do you want this time? You like solid colors, so how about pure white this time? Snow white?"
"Yeah." Cheng Huanchong hesitated, not knowing whether he dared to choose or not.
Lin Qingzhi on the side took advantage of the old man's break to drink water and turned slightly sideways.
"Pure white is pretty good. It suits you very well."
Cheng Huanchong was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "...how do you know?"