I asked you to take your sister to school, and you fell in love with the teacher.

After drinking the wine, the wine was still drunk.

Zhang Shanhe was really drunk, as can be seen from the fact that he dragged Jiang Ning to sing and dance.

After seeing this, Grandma Tang quietly got up and went to the kitchen to make a hangover soup.

After all, she was a chef from a restaurant, and the hangover soup she made was not only delicious, but also refreshing.

After drinking the hangover soup, Old Zhang stopped making a fuss and lay on the sofa alone. Not long after, he started to grumble.

The old lady took out a blanket from the room and covered her son with it intimately.

Although it was still hot in southern Hunan at the end of September, you still have to cover your stomach with something.

This is a tradition engraved in the bones of the Chinese people. Even if you are stranded on a deserted island, you have to find two leaves to cover your stomach when you sleep.

"My dad is not like this usually. Maybe he is too happy today, so he asked you to sing and dance..."

Zhang Mengqing looked at his father on the sofa and explained the situation to Jiang Ning with an apologetic look.

"It's okay. It's the first time someone asked me to dance. I think it's quite interesting."

Jiang Ning shook his head, indicating that he didn't care.

What he didn't expect was that Zhang Shanhe, who was always serious on weekdays, was so happy after drinking too much. He was completely different.

It can be seen that Lao Zhang is particularly easy to talk to when he is drunk.

If there is anything important to discuss with him in the future, you can choose to discuss it at the wine table, which will be more effective.

"Mengqing, help me check if it's almost 7:30?"

At this time, the old lady's voice suddenly sounded.

Zhang Mengqing took out his mobile phone and took a look: "Yes, grandma, it's 7:30 in three minutes."

After hearing this, Grandma Tang quickly picked up the black remote control to change the TV channel.

Then, the opening music of the weather forecast sounded on the TV.

The older generation dedicated their lives to the land, and farming depends on the weather.

Every day, Zhang Yushu and his wife would watch the weather forecast for the next day on time.

Day after day, year after year, it has become a habit.

If you miss the weather forecast one night, you will always think about the things that have not been completed.

"Xiangjiang Province, light rain turns to moderate rain, 20∽25℃..."

"South of the colorful clouds, cloudy to sunny, 15∽27℃"

The broadcast sound came slowly from the TV.

Fortunately, I watched the weather forecast today and knew in advance that it would rain tomorrow.

Rainy days are bound to have an impact on the highway, and in serious cases, it will take away lives.

Jiangning once saw a Maybach driving into the viaduct on a rainy day. It was obviously a father and son when they entered, but when they came out, only the son was left.

A living life disappeared just like that.

Therefore, you must be careful when driving on rainy days. If you go on a self-driving tour tomorrow, try to get out of the province before the heavy rain falls.

After reading the weather forecast for Xiangjiang Province, the old lady got up to clean up the dishes and prepared to go to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

"Grandma, you worked hard cooking today, let me wash the dishes."

Zhang Mengqing couldn't bear the old man's hard work, so he took the initiative to do the work of washing dishes.

"No, no, I can do this little thing." The old lady waved her hand quickly.

"It would be bad if I dirty your clothes."

Grandma Tang couldn't bear to let her delicate granddaughter do housework, so she took on all the dirty and tiring work at home.

"Grandma, I usually wash the dishes at home, and I won't dirty my clothes, so let me do it."

"Really, you can just sit here and watch TV and play with your phone."

Watching the old lady and Teacher Zhang hold their own opinions, they were deadlocked.

Jiang Ning hesitated for a moment and said, "Why don't you let me do it?"

"It doesn't matter if my clothes get dirty, and I can't just eat and not do anything."

Without waiting for Grandma Tang and Zhang Mengqing to talk, Jiang Ning cleaned up the dishes and went straight to the kitchen.

During the day today, he and Zhang Mengqing had cut vegetables in the kitchen, so he was quite familiar with the structure of the kitchen.

"Do you need help?"

Zhang Mengqing stood at the door of the kitchen and asked softly.

Jiang Ning shook his head: "No, it would be bad if your clothes get dirty."

"Why do you talk like my grandma?" Zhang Mengqing pouted in dissatisfaction.

"Because grandma is right, you are wearing a beautiful new dress, if you accidentally get oil stains on it, wouldn't it be very painful."

Zhang Mengqing shook his head: "No, even if the oil stains are on the clothes, wash them the next day

"It's good to be clean."

"Among all the housework, my favorite is washing clothes."

"Because I will feel very satisfied when I see those dirty places become clean again!"

"Really? Then I will let you wash all my dirty clothes in the future, so you will have double satisfaction." Jiang Ning said jokingly.

"Hehe, someone's calculations, I can hear it even when I stand at the door."

"It shouldn't be so obvious, right?" Jiang Ning laughed.

"Be more confident, remove the three words "should not", it will be particularly obvious. "

With Zhang Mengqing chatting beside him, Jiang Ning cleaned all the dishes without realizing it.

When the two returned to the hall, his sister Zhang Jinqing had already gone upstairs, and his grandparents had gone back to their rooms to rest.

After the old people got older, they went to bed at eight or nine o'clock every day and woke up at four or five o'clock.

It was already late for them, and it would be considered staying up late in a while.

And Zhang Shanhe was still sleeping on the sofa, it seemed that he would sleep here tonight.

"Where should I sleep tonight?" Jiang Ning suddenly realized a problem, he still had no room to rest.

"Come with me." "

Zhang Mengqing went straight to the second floor, and Jiang Ning followed behind.

There are four rooms on the second floor, two with lights on and two with no lights on.

The rooms with lights on are occupied by my sister and my mother respectively, and the remaining two rooms are the guest rooms where Zhang Mengqing and Jiang Ning will stay tonight.

The guest room reserved for Jiang Ning is about ten square meters, with a desk and a tatami bed.

The bed has been covered with sheets and mats, as well as clean thin blankets and pillows.

"Can you stay in this room tonight?" Zhang Mengqing turned on the lights in the room.

"No problem." Jiang Ning nodded.

It's just a temporary stay for one night, and a bed is enough for him, so why would he need a bicycle?

Zhang Mengqing brought Jiang Ning a pair of slippers and mineral water: "My room is next door, knock on the door at any time if you have any questions."

"Okay. "

After Zhang Mengqing left, Jiang Ning lay on the bed to charge his phone.

He looked out the window and unexpectedly found that this room was very suitable for moon watching.

Mid-Autumn Festival, how can we miss the moon watching part?

Jiang Ning took out his phone, pointed it at the moon and took a picture, and then sent it to Zhang Mengqing.

He hesitated for a moment, and then added: "The moon is so beautiful tonight."

This sentence is actually a double entendre.

In the country of cherry blossoms, "like" and "moon" are pronounced very similarly, so many people will use "the moon is so beautiful" to implicitly express "I like you".

Ding dong.

Zhang Mengqing sent a reply: "The wind is also gentle."