February 26th, light rain.

Although the air is still biting cold, spring has arrived.

Zhang Fan packed his luggage in the bedroom, and Lu Jing stood on the balcony and directed her husband Zhang Youwei, "Pick off the pig's feet that Uncle Zhang Fan roasted with cypress branches, and I will take it over to Teacher Ju."

The division has already come out, and Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing are still in Ju Minghong's class, but their current class is no longer Class 1, but Class 17.

Both parents disagreed with Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing's rented a house outside, but they let go after hearing that Zhang Zhenzhen was living with them.

But there is another prerequisite. They have to go to the house rented by Zhang Fan and the others to check out the road, and it will also be convenient for them to occasionally take time to help them cook and wash clothes on weekends.

Since they are all going to Rongcheng, both Lu Jing and Zhou Yanqing want to visit their class teacher Ju Minghong by the way, hoping that she can take care of her children more in the future.

If you want to visit the door, you must not go empty-handed. Tobacco and alcohol are too tacky, their head teacher may not be able to do it, so they are all planning to bring some local specialties.

After Zhang Fan put all the things in his suitcase, he came to the living room and saw the wax pig's feet placed on the ground, and said something else.

"Dad, the spicy sausage my mom stuffed is quite delicious, and Teacher Ju should also like it."

Hearing his son's words, Zhang Youwei set up a ladder again to take down a circle of spicy sausages, weighed it for a while and took it again.

Lu Jing went to the storage room to find a nylon pocket, put the braised pork feet and spicy sausage together and tied them with a rope, lifted it up and said to Zhang Youwei: "You go and see us off."

"Mom, I just mentioned it, there is no need for labor." After Zhang Fan said that, he grabbed the nylon pocket and left.

"You carry it, I want to give it to you too." Zhang Youwei said angrily.

He snatched the nylon pocket from Zhang Fan again. "You just keep your own things."

When their family appeared at the long-distance bus station, Jiang Lanqing and his family were already waiting next to the shuttle bus.

Zhou Yanqing walked up and asked Lu Jing, "Teacher Lu, what did you give me?"

"Wasted pig's feet and sausages." Lu Jing said, pointing to the nylon pocket that her husband had just put on the ground, and then asked back: "Where are you?"

"It's the same as yours." Zhou Yanqing smiled, then turned her head and ordered her husband: "Put this pocket together with us so that she won't get off the bus and get lost."

How could Zhang Youwei ask Jiang Zhilan to help? So he took the initiative to say, "Don't be so troublesome."

Before he finished speaking, he walked to the place where the bus put his luggage with his nylon pocket. After a glance, he turned his head and asked, "Is your new style cement bag spread in your house?"

"That's that." Zhou Yanqing replied loudly.

After Zhang Youwei put the things in place, he asked Zhang Fan again: "How long will it take to get a car?"

"It's half past ten, and the car will be departing in seven minutes." Jiang Lanqing took out his cell phone and looked at it.

"Then let's get in the car." Lu Jing first looked at Zhou Yanqing, then said to Zhang Youwei and Jiang Zhilan: "You guys go back too."

"Okay." Zhang Youwei nodded, then raised his fist and threatened him: "Don't forget what I told your mother to tell you last night. If you dare to make mistakes, I will not interrupt your dog's legs."

"Dad, you have said it several times." Zhang Fan looked like he was desperate.

It is obviously a cliché, but it is deliberately emphasized.

Jiang Lanqing looked at Zhang Fan's appearance and laughed out loud, lifted up and kicked Zhang Fan's calves. "Did you hear it? See if you dare to bully me in the future."

Zhang Fan nodded quickly and said confidently: "I heard it, I will definitely not."

After seeing this scene, Jiang Zhilan wanted to give advice to his daughter again. "Zhang Fan is honest, but you have to be honest too!"

Just thinking about so many people here, I had to give up for my daughter's face.

After checking the ticket, the passenger bus slowly retreated backwards, and Zhang Fan waved to his father and said goodbye.

After saying goodbye to her father through the car window, Jiang Lanqing glared at Zhang Fan. "You just pressed my hair."

"Oh." Zhang Fan didn't apologize, and directly leaned his upper body against Jiang Lanqing's body and said with a sarcastic look on his face: "Then I'll put a lot of pressure on you."

"Rogue." A hint of blush appeared on Jiang Lanqing's face, as if he had recalled some shy scene.

The next second she shook her head and shook them away, and asked Zhang Fan in a low voice: "Are you accompanying her these days?"

"Yes." Zhang Fan nodded his head gently while playing with her fingers.

Jiang Lanqing was still played with her fingers, and did not look at him like before. Instead, he whispered to the raindrops that were sliding on the glass: "You will give up on her in the future, because your parents will definitely not let you bully me like this. We will get married after graduating from college."

Zhang Fan did not answer, but just leaned his head against her shoulder and began to close his eyes and rest.

Jiang Lanqing straightened his back and stretched his neck to look at Zhou Yanqing and Lu Jing who were sitting in the first row. After seeing them chatting with smiles, they couldn't help but smile.

"The right time, place, people and people belong to me. If I don't believe it, I can't beat the star-stealing cat."

When Bai Xue was thinking about changing her strategy and defeating Jiang Lanqing during college, Jiang Lanqing wanted to get her marriage certificate first and then let Zhang Fan turn back.

And she was full of confidence in this, after all, she came first, and Zhang Fan also liked her more.

All I have to do is wait for the stinky vixen to give up automatically after feeling that she and Zhang Fan had no future.

"When you dare to be a mistress, I won't deal with you."

Zhang Fan looked at Jiang Lanqing's happy look, and there was a smile on his face. He reached out and pinched her nose. "What are you thinking? You're so happy?"

"I think we went to Rongcheng this way the last time, at that time..."

The smile on Jiang Lanqing's face stopped abruptly. After seeing Zhang Fan looking at him with a complicated expression, he gently leaned his head on his shoulder and slowly closed his eyes.

"Zhang Fan, don't talk to her when you are with me in the future, otherwise I will cry like New Year's Eve again."

"Try to do what you want." Zhang Fan replied in a low voice, then explaining the reason. "Sometimes the thoughts are out of control."

"Then you try your best to control it." Jiang Lanqing said gritting his teeth, and at the same time told himself in his heart.

"Jiang Lanqing, your Plan A has successfully aroused Zhang Fan's guilt, but don't laugh out loud and fail."

Zhang Fan looked at Jiang Lanqing's blinking eyelashes, reached out and touched her hair, and let out a long breath.

"It would be great if I could be completely defeated, so it wouldn't be the case with the three of them."
Chapter completed!