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 retracted 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, not as big as yours.
Your home has a lake, a large garden, and traditional mansion architecture. It is a truly grand mansion.
Well - 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.
I can't be too rude when waiting for the door for the first time."
Cheng Huanchong was even more embarrassed by him, and his face felt hot and burning.
"Um...you don't have to be too polite.
My family doesn’t care about this.”
Lin Qingzhi leaned down slightly, his eyes full of warmth.
"It doesn't matter that they are tolerant and kind, but I have to insist on doing what the younger generation should do.
I should treat A Chong's family more seriously."
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 about it?
It hurts?
Where does it hurt?
Calf hurts?
Yes or no?"
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.
"An hour ago the doctor gave you countless instructions, but as soon as you turned around you forgot them all.
As expected, 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.
"Is the front going to the back garden?
The sunshine is so nice 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 nod her head: "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 warmly: "It doesn't matter.
The elderly are the treasures of the family, how can we 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, they 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 me warmly: "Grandpa Xue, Grandma Xue, just call me 'Qingzhi', or call me 'Xiao Lin'.
My grandfather raised me when I was a child, so I am not afraid of old people.
On the contrary, I like to chat with the elderly.
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 friendly and amiable."
After saying these words, he immediately captured the "hearts" of the two old people.
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. After a while, we became very familiar with each other! Cheng Huanchong asked curiously: "Aunt Achun, where are my parents?"
Zhu Achun was knitting a 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 by Zhu Achun since he was a child. He had always been very close to her, so he came forward and hugged her arm.
"Aunt Achun, it's my turn to wear the sweater this time, right?
The dark green one you made for Xiaoxin last time—it’s so pretty!”
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’ll try to get it out before you start school.”
"ah?"
Cheng Huanchong couldn't help but act coquettishly: "Isn't it?
Little 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 laughed, "Anyway, there are still one or two months of winter, not more than ten days.
Auntie, don't work in a hurry, your hands need to rest.
Don’t rush to knit the sweater, you can wear it next winter anyway.”
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 your hands don't move, they tend to become stiff, cold and stiff.
I don’t have anything to do during the Chinese New Year, so I’ll definitely help you get something out.
What color do you want to focus on this time?
You all like solid colors, how about pure white this time?
Snow white?"
"Um."
Cheng Huanchong hesitated, and for a while he didn't know whether he dared to choose.
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?"