The contract is not yet complete

Qin Mu’s house has been painted for many years. The old house on the ground floor will always have a musty smell after a long time, but more of it is the medicinal smell left by the medicine. In the past, these two smells were mixed together. People think there is something, but today, these smells are gradually covered by other fragrances.

Han Zhen and his grandfather were sitting outside. The old man was restless. He first went in on the excuse that Zhou Yi could not find the plate, and then went in again on the excuse that he was afraid that he could not find the soy sauce. When he got up, both he and Han Zhen were a little embarrassed.

"At once……"

"It's okay, grandpa," Han Zhen has only been calling out one by one, and he is more familiar with Zhou Yi than Zhou Yi. "Let's go and see together, I'm afraid Zhou Yi will need a helper."

The old man nodded after hearing this, and walked to the kitchen on tiptoe. He was fascinated by the back of his grandson cooking. Han Zhen stood aside, and he was proficient on Tuesday. After cutting the vegetables, he did not forget to prepare for the next game Clear the countertops.

With just a glance at this method, outsiders can understand that Zhou Yi has really cooked and eaten by himself these past few years. Qin Muhua felt distressed when he saw it, and he whispered to Han Zhen, "He used to be picky."

"That's true. I didn't eat raw or cold food before, but now it's better."

Two big men muttered at the door, Zhou Yi put the things in his hand, turned around and asked Qin Mu what to draw, the old man hurried up to help, and then handed over the plate, Zhou Yi whispered while loading the dishes, " Zhao Xuexue's house is for raw materials."

"Xiao Han told me about this."

"It's Xiaohan Xiaohan, he looks so fierce, and the old Han is about the same," Zhou Yi picked up the dish, and explained to his grandfather seriously, "Zhao Xuexue's family makes raw materials, and Zhou Li's wife Liu Juanhua's family is I work in heavy industry, two of my brothers are upstream and downstream, this is my dad..."

He paused, remembering that his grandfather hated his father extremely, Zhou Yi changed the words, "...Zhou Ming made arrangements for him, but it's a pity that Zhao Xuexue's family won't want him once he falls down."

"Then, is that girl Zhao Xuexue?"

"She just came back to her senses and wanted to make a fuss. Don't worry, I'll see her this afternoon, and I'll be fine in the future."

Qin Muhua felt distressed, and wanted to ask a few more questions while holding the dishes. Zhou Yi became impatient, "That's it, you're still embarrassing yourself after the meal is over. What's there to embarrass us? Young people can take care of themselves!"

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If Zhou Yi cooked a chicken, the two present would give him a passing grade.

If it is said that on Tuesday he really made a hot pot, then the two people present could praise Zhou Yi to the sky, but Zhou Yi did better than expected.

He actually came up with a chicken and two meals.

Knowing that his grandfather was getting old, Zhou Yi chopped up the bones, shaved the meat, and boiled it carefully. He used herbs such as Codonopsis ginseng and wolfberry as the base. The golden chicken soup was clear, and he knew that there were young people present today. , too vegetarian is not suitable, the leftover meat is fried chicken shreds with ginger, which is very tasty.

The side dish was grown by my grandfather himself, and it was so fresh that it was fresh out of the ground just after it was pulled out. One dish was sweet and crispy in the soup. Qin Muhua tasted it with a lot of taste. He put down his chopsticks, "After all, he is a married man."

After Zhou Yi cleaned up the kitchen, he laughed when he heard this, "It's not because of this, if it wasn't for those few years when I had nothing to do and thought about cooking for myself all day, how could I be so good at cooking."

Han Zhen took over the topic, "It's my luck."

Qin Muhua didn't have time to talk, he filled another bowl of soup, the chicken soup was hot, the old man put it aside to cool down first, "Xiao Han, Zhou Yi will ask you to take care of me from now on, these two live a life..."

On Tuesday, Shao lifted up the soup bowl and ordered some tables, and showed Yi that everyone ate honestly. They only met once, and they began to trust each other for life. Qin Muhua changed his tone, "I'm going to open up and talk about the family affairs. Let me ask you, does Xiao Han know that you went to find that Zhao Xuexue this afternoon?"

On Tuesday, I gave Han Zhen one less look. It's all your fault. You said you were married.

Han Zhen got his eyes and quickly began to ease the atmosphere. Unexpectedly, before he could speak, the old man Qin Muhua took a sip of chicken soup and remembered something, and he slowly put down the bowl in his hand.

"wrong?"

"What's wrong, is the bone not picked clean?" Han Zhen asked hurriedly.

"The little girl Zhao Xuexue just divorced her marriage two months ago," Qin Muhua gasped, "Then when did you two get married? How long have you been married? No, you know each other... and it's not right, you... ..."

Zhou Yi put down his chopsticks and said decisively, "I'll take Han Zhen there this afternoon. We'll settle this matter quickly today. Is it possible to never bring it up again?"

Zhou Yi said that it would be settled this afternoon, and he took Han Zhen out of the house even after lunch. He was determined to make it difficult for grandpa to ask any more questions. When he got in the car on Tuesday, his phone rang loudly. He looked down at his phone.

He sneered and cut off the phone.

Han Zhen asked, "No answer?"

"Don't worry, the text message will come soon," the voice just finished, only to hear the phone ding dong, and the text message did come. Zhou Yi took a look and turned the phone over and put it on the dashboard. Glancing at Young Master Han beside him, he hesitated for a while before deciding to leave.

Zhou Yi asked Han Zhen while starting the car.

"In this way, I will send you to the surrounding area. You can watch movies, go shopping, etc., and I will pick you up after I finish my work."

"Then I might as well stay with grandpa."

Zhou Yi took a deep look at Han Zhen and said in a serious tone, "That's my grandfather!"

"Sure, then I can call him, or I'll wait for you for half an hour?" Han Zhen was not afraid, "I'll come back if you don't come to pick me up. I'll remember this place once I come here."

Zhou Yi's cell phone rang again, and the loud music echoed in the car. On Tuesday, Shao gave the people around him a hard look, "How long did it take me to get the call? Why was I not treated like this at the beginning? I am older. It's easy to get confused..."

Han Zhen turned her head and smiled without saying a word, but when she drove out of the Longcheng campus, the man suddenly asked something else, "To be honest, when exactly did Zhao Xuexue break off her engagement with you."

Zhou Yi glanced at Han Zhen beside him.

"The day before we met?"

Young Master Han looked over.

The corners of Zhou Yi's mouth turned up halfway, "It's about six days before the wedding."

Han Zhen's good mood today seemed to be ruined after hearing this. He didn't say a word, and before half of the journey, Zhou Yi's phone rang again. Han Zhen who was on the side stretched out his hand.

"Hey, you..."

On Tuesday, he paid less attention to the road ahead, so he could only warn the other party verbally. Unexpectedly, Han Zhen picked up the phone directly. The man glanced at the caller's name and slid his finger. A whining sound resounded in the carriage.

"Ah Zhou, are you answering my call?"

The two big men looked at each other, mouthing "Are you sick" on Tuesday, Han Zhen raised his gaze, and seemed to sneer, Zhao Xuexue's voice was tiresome, every time Zhou Yi listened After that, I felt like I had a ball of cotton stuck in my throat.

"Didn't you go to some fashion week, why are you back now?"

Zhou Yi freed up one hand to press his throat, and massaged back and forth. It took him a long time to squeeze out this sentence, and the woman on the other end sneered, with an extremely sharp voice.

"Zhou, do you still remember that I went out?"

"Zhao Xuexue, if I remember correctly, you asked me to take you to the airport in person when you left. Have you not forgotten this?"

Young Master Han slowly placed the mobile phone on the mobile phone stand in front of Zhou Yi, looking like he was watching the show. Zhou Yi still couldn't let go of Zhao's remorse, so he continued to ask, "And have you forgotten?" What happened?"

"I'm so busy, with so many new clothes and styles to see, how can I have time to remember those unimportant things, and how fierce you are, it's scary..."

Zhou Yi still doesn't know why Zhao Xuexue, a straight girl from Longcheng, wants to learn the accent of those Taiwanese translators. There was a loud roar.

"Hey, I'm telling you, are you fucking dead or something, squeak!"

"Zhao Xuexue, your fucking harassing phone calls have gone to my grandfather, what else do I have to say to you!"

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and there was silence in the car. After a long time, Han Zhen said, "Sorry."

"Will you still answer my phone casually in the future?" Tuesday Shao stared at the front of the road without looking back, "Han Zhen, taking you to see my grandfather doesn't mean anything, neither does it mean that our relationship has changed, nor It means that your contract is invalid, if you think I have a bad temper, that's how I will be."

"I'm really sorry about it."

Han Zhen had met Zhou Li's wife, Liu Juanhua. Except for some unknown things, Liu Juanhua was indeed a very good woman. Han Zhen had been thinking about what kind of role Zhao Xuexue was a long time ago. But since they were all chosen by Zhou Ming, they should be on the same level as Liu Juanhua.

He has countless resources to find that woman, but Han Zhen doesn't. It's like a war without gunpowder. Han Zhen wants to fight the first second the shells are fired.

But he was wrong this time, everyone needs to have their own privacy space, this time he meddled too much.

"..."

Tueshou kept his mouth shut the whole time, without saying a word, and the cabin maintained a strange silence until he reached his destination, the car stopped to one side, and when he lowered his head to untie his seat belt, he realized something was stuck on him. come over.

Looking up, he happened to meet Han Zhen's gaze, so close that Zhou Yi could see the scar clearly.

Zhou Yi's hands trembled twice, but he failed to unbuckle his seat belt.

"It's true that I was abrupt. It's always bad for me to intervene more than you without permission. It's just that I thought... I thought that no matter how bad your fiancée is, she will be a good girl."

Zhou Yi stared quietly at the person beside him. Han Zhen had a temperature that he envied. This person's body temperature was extremely high, and when he was close to you, it seemed like a warm stove. With the seat belt on, Zhou Yi stepped back a little.

"Zhou Ming won't leave good things to me. Zhao Xuexue knew what it would be like before I got engaged, so I guessed it today."

He avoided Han Zhen's gaze, "Let's go, Young Master Han, I'm about to get out of the car, you just heard the content on the phone, just wait for me, we're done, we can go back."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Yi put the car keys in Han Zhen's hand, opened the door, and got out of the car.