I'm Numb, I Mistake My Best Friend For A Blind Date

The two looked at each other speechlessly.

Then, Jiang Changhai asked with some concern:

"Then what are you going to do? Break them up?"

Hearing this, Song Xue gave her husband a white look, and said angrily:

"Bullshit, these two people are both old and difficult problems, just get together and solve them."

"Hmph, Qingge is such a nice woman, she's better than this brat."

Immediately afterwards, Song Xue told her husband everything that happened just now.

"Okay, let's do this first, I have to kick them both while I have time."

"Otherwise, we don't know how long it will take for our pig to try to get cabbages."

Jiang Changhai smiled helplessly when he heard the words.

"Aren't you afraid that Qing Ge will blame you if she finds out?"

Song Xue rolled her eyes, then said with a chuckle: "At that time, she will have to call my mother and complain about it?"

The deserted song who didn't know that he was betrayed by his good sister.

At this moment, with a dejected expression on his face, he looked at Jiang Yang who kept comforting himself.

Aunt Qing was full of self-blame.

"It's all Aunt Qing's fault, Aunt Qing shouldn't have indulged you..."

"Sister Xue must be very angry."

"It's me who is sorry for Sister Xue."

As Aunt Qing spoke, there was a tear in her voice.

At this moment, Aunt Qing was already flustered and fell into endless self-blame.

Jiang Yang had never seen such a fragile and flustered Aunt Qing, and he couldn't help feeling very distressed.

"Aunt Qing, don't worry, I'll go and explain to my mother that she won't blame you if you have such a good relationship."

Jiang Yang stroked Aunt Qing's reddened eyes with distress.

Aunt Qing raised her head, her gentle and intellectual eyes in the past were now filled with pity.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Immediately, Aunt Qing was shocked, and quickly pushed Jiang Yang away, looking at Song Xue with dodge eyes.

"Okay, you two are going to play a bitter scene for me."

Song Xue glared at the two of them angrily.

Aunt Qing stood up and began to apologize in a pitiful tone: "Sister Xue, I'm sorry, it's all my fault!"

"I...I will definitely follow Jiang Yang from now on"

While speaking, Aunt Qing cast a nostalgic glance at Jiang Yang, her eyes full of reluctance and sorrow.

Looking at Leng Qingge's sad and resolute eyes, Song Xuedun felt that something was wrong, and interrupted quickly:

"stop!"

Fuck, the daughter-in-law who just got it and hasn't warmed up yet is almost gone.

Song Xue hurriedly said:

"Qing Ge, don't rush to admit your mistake, I don't blame you.

Aunt Qing, who was already in a good mood, let out a cute 'ah' when she heard this.

Leng Qingge's cute look almost made Song Xue laugh.

"I don't know you yet? It must be the little bastard's fault that you are too mild-mannered in private!"

As he spoke, he saw the opportunity and kicked Jiang Yang.

This is different from Aunt Qing's soft kick, my mother is really pushing hard.

Jiang Yang screamed in pain.

"Mom, dear, can you be gentle?"

Jiang Yang rubbed his butt, screamed and jumped up and down under Song Xue's pursuit.

After a performance, um, let me vent my anger by the way.

Song Xue stopped with a cold snort.

"Little bastard, if you dare to bully your aunt Qing again, my mother will break your leg.

Seeing his mother pointing the finger at him, Jiang Yang heaved a sigh of relief.

Just don't scare Aunt Qing away.

While avoiding his mother, Jiang Yang muttered softly.

"Then you can interrupt me in advance..."

"Can you say that again?"

Song Xue made a gesture to beat someone up again, Jiang Yang was startled, and quickly slipped behind Aunt Qing.

"Ahem, mom, you misheard just now, I didn't say anything."

Under a commotion.

It was finally resolved satisfactorily.

Of course, Aunt Qing is not very vigilant now, once Jiang Yang approaches her, she will be vigilant.

For fear of being seen by Song Xue.

After Leng Qingge went to work, Jiang Yang carefully approached his mother and said flatteringly:

"Mom, what do you mean?"

In the morning, don't look at Song Xue's anger.

But those who know her well know that when Song Xuezhen is angry, it's when she 'talks' to you with a blank expression and without saying a word.

Aunt Qing just cares about chaos.

Just didn't find this detail.

Song Xue glanced at Jiang Yang, and said in a strange way:

"You've grown up, you dare to gnaw on the grass beside the nest, don't you?"

Seeing that his mother was really not angry, Jiang Yang smiled and asked tentatively:

"Mom, you don't object, do you?"

Song Xue rolled her eyes and didn't answer.

Seeing this, Jiang Yang couldn't help laughing.

It's done.

It seems that I can keep my legs.

"Mom, let's discuss something. Since you don't object, can you stop scaring Aunt Qing?"

Jiang Yang said helplessly.

Aunt Qing's pitiful appearance in the morning made him feel very uncomfortable.

On weekdays, Aunt Qing was gentle and gentle, and she couldn't treat him well. He didn't want Aunt Qing to be frightened.

Song Xuebai glanced at Jiang Yang, stretched out her hand and slapped him, and cursed angrily:

"Brat, I feel sorry for your Aunt Qing."

Jiang Yang chuckled, such a good Aunt Qing, he couldn't be more precious,

after awhile.

Song Xue looked at her silly son, and said with a half-smile:

"You guys have thought it over clearly, Qing Ge is not such an easy man to marry."

"Also, if you dare to bully Qing Ge, tsk tsk..."

His scalp felt a little numb after being looked at by his mother, he felt that his mother hadn't finished talking.

"Don't worry, Aunt Qing is so nice, how could I be willing to bully her."

While talking, Jiang Yang secretly looked at his mother's expression, and then said tentatively:

"Mom, there's no secret behind this, is there?"

Seeing her son's curious look, Song Xue pondered for a while before sighing:

"Okay, then I'll talk to you, lest you don't know the importance.

Jiang Yang nodded hastily, "Mom, stop talking, hurry up and talk."

Song Xue gave his silly son a white look, and said slowly:

"Qing Ge has always said that I am her noble person. In fact, if there was no Qing Ge back then, I probably wouldn't have you as a bastard."

IBA: "???"

Ignoring Jiang Yang's shocked look, Song Xue said with some nostalgia:

"It was at the end of the war. Your dad, me and a bunch of scientists were hunted down by the rebels."

"Originally, we almost had nowhere to escape."

"It was Qing Ge, who was less than ten years old at the time, who used the influence of the Leng family to help us hide for a few days until the reinforcements arrived."

Having said that, Song Xue laughed lightly.

"This girl probably didn't even know that there was such a 'big fish' among the people she saved back then.

"Later, the Federation was established, and the Leng family planned to marry Qing Ge to another family in order to revive the family's strength."

"Then, old lady, I brought someone to kill Leng's house and saved your Aunt Qing.

Song Xue stretched her waist, said with a smile:

"The story, probably is such a story."

"So, if you dare to bully your aunt Qing, you will probably be dragged to the shooting range by a group of old guys, and bombarded with starships for three days and three nights."

SIBA: "..."

Mom, do you want to be so scary?

It turns out that Aunt Qing is the real 'second generation'.

Damn, there are such a group of big shots standing behind.

It's no wonder that the Leng family doesn't dare to say anything about Aunt Qing's decision now.

After a long time, Jiang Yang sighed, this is called good people get good rewards.

"I never thought that Aunt Qing would have such an experience."

Song Xue also smiled softly:

"That's right, your Aunt Qing saved a lot of people back then, and she probably treated those old fellows as ordinary refugees."

And the other side.

The real 'second generation' was deserted and singing, still sitting in the office in a daze.

The pretty face that used to be rosy in the past, looked extremely pale at this moment.

A pair of beautiful eyes are full of confusion.

Thinking of these days, the days of laughing and cursing with Jiang Yang, Aunt Qing smiled slightly.

The next moment, he thought of being bumped into by Song Xue.

His face turned pale again.

"If I hadn't indulged Jiang Yang so much, maybe none of this would have happened."

"Sister Xue must hate me..."

Aunt Qing lay slumped on the table, her heart full of fear.

Think about it differently, if one day, she finds that her good sister is mingling with her son.

She must have been blown away.

Sister Xue must be very angry, but she didn't get angry with herself.

A tormented day passed.

It's off-duty time.

There has never been a day in the deserted song, so I hope that the end of get off work will never come.

Unfortunately, the phone rang on time.

Leng Qingge came back to his senses, picked up the phone and looked, it was Song Xue's call.

She quickly connected.

"Qing Ge, are you off work? Little bastard, dinner is ready, come here quickly."

Song Xue's carefree voice came over the phone.

Leng Qingge refused with a wry smile.

"Sister Xue, I still have something to deal with today, so I'll treat you alone tomorrow.

Now, she dare not appear with Jiang Yang at all.

For fear of irritating Song Xue.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, come here quickly, I'm waiting for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other party hung up the phone.

Leng Qingge smiled wryly, Sister Xue didn't give her a chance to refuse at all.

Take a few deep breaths to calm down.

"It's better to end it sooner."

Leng Qingge patted his face and regained a little composure.

When Leng Qingge came to Jiang Yang's house with anxiety.

Without the cold eyebrows, Song Xue was still warm to her, as if it was no different from before.

And Jiang Yang worked hard.

Aunt Qing couldn't bear it, she wanted to help in the kitchen, she caught a glimpse of the smiling Song Xue out of the corner of her eye, and finally had no choice but to sit down.

Song Xue, who was observing secretly, saw the corners of her eyes twitching.

What kind of ecstasy soup did this bastard give Qing Ge?

"Qing Ge, don't worry about this bastard, we haven't seen each other for a long time, you can chat with me."

Song Xue held Leng Qingge's hand and said with a smile.

Leng Qingge nodded helplessly with a smile.

after awhile.

Jiang Yang finally finished his work and put all the dishes on the table.

Enter him Qingzi.

Seeing Song Xue go to wash her hands, Leng Qingge took some tissues and gently wiped Jiang Yang's hot sweat.

"Are you tired?"

Feeling Aunt Qing's tenderness, Jiang Yang smiled and shook his head.

"It's okay, Aunt Qing usually cooks for me, and you can enjoy it today, Aunt Qing."

Hearing this, Aunt Qing gently tapped his forehead with her fingertips.

"Ahem~"

There was a slight coughing sound, and Aunt Qing quickly retracted her slender hands as if she had been electrocuted.

Under Song Xue's half-smile eyes, Aunt Qing said in a panic:

"I...I'm going to wash my hands..."

Song Xue came over and slapped Jiang Yang on the head angrily.

"Qing Ge is such a good woman, you are cheap!"

Jiang Yang smiled and nodded.

Soon, Leng Qingge finished washing his hands, and sat down at the dinner table with anxiety.

"Hehe, what are you doing in a daze? Eat."

Song Xue smiled, and picked up a chopstick of green peppers for Aunt Qing.

This is one of the vegetables that Aunt Qing hates the most.

But there was no way, Aunt Qing squeezed out a smile and put the green pepper into her mouth.

“Delicious~”

Jiang Yang looked a little speechless.

Judging from the previous conversation, my mother cared less about Aunt Qing than her own son.

Why is it difficult now.

Jiang Yang thought for a while, and then understood his mother's plan, which was to give Aunt Qing a strong medicine.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

In the eyes of my mother, under the hint of madness.

Jiang Yang stretched out his chopsticks, and put all the green peppers in Aunt Qing's bowl back into his bowl with a natural expression.

"Mom, Aunt Qing doesn't like green peppers."

Seeing this, Aunt Qing froze for a moment.

Immediately, she raised her eyes and saw Song Xue was looking at her with a half-smile.

Aunt Qing's face turned bitter, and she glared at Jiang Yang resentfully.

Why is this little bastard so incapable of watching the atmosphere?

"Sister Xue, don't get me wrong, Jiang Yang is..."

Before Aunt Qing finished speaking, Song Xue interrupted her and said with a smile:

"It's okay, bastard, I feel sorry for you, Aunt Qing, I understand~"

As he said that, he picked up another carrot with chopsticks for Aunt Qing.

Seeing this, Aunt Qing had a bitter expression on her face. Sister Xue knew that she hated eating these vegetables, so she kept feeding herself.

Obviously venting.

I was afraid that Jiang Yang would be taken away by himself because he was not sensible.

She stretched out her little foot and stepped on Jiang Yang.

"Aww~"

Jiang Yang was caught off guard and let out a cry.

Immediately, both of them looked over, Song Xue looked narrowly at his son, and scolded with a smile:

"What's your ghost name?"

Jiang Yang smiled awkwardly, and quickly found an excuse:

"Hehe, my muscles twitched just now, it's okay, it's okay."

Aunt Qing gave Jiang Yang an apologetic look.

The next moment, the warm jade feet wrapped in black silk gently rubbed the place they stepped on just now.

Jiang Yang is eating with his head down, this sudden wonderful feeling.

It made Jiang Yang's eyes widen all of a sudden.

I go.

What's going on, Aunt Qing?

Jiang Yang looked up, only to see Aunt Qing winking at him, telling him not to come to pick up vegetables again.

On the other side, my mother was also winking wildly.

Sandwiched between the two.

Everyone in Jiang Yang is numb.

Can this meow let people live?

How did he become the center of the 'battlefield'?

Under his mother's murderous glare, Jiang Yang felt a little helpless.

never mind.

Mom is also (No's) trying to match herself and Aunt Qing.

Don't use strong medicine.

Aunt Qing guessed that she would always be an ostrich.

Facing Aunt Qing's pleading gaze, full of guilt, he put the carrot in Aunt Qing's bowl into his own.

Aunt Qing was immediately taken aback.

His face suddenly turned pale.

Looking at it, Jiang Yang was heartbroken, and he gave his mother a look, "Stop messing around."

Song Xue blinked to show that she received it.

Just as Jiang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, he stepped on the jade feet in stockings that were being gently massaged just now.

In pain, Jiang Yang took a deep breath.

As a last resort, I can only use my legs to clamp Aunt Qing's little feet that are losing their temper.

He looked at his son with a miserable look on his face.

Song Xue gloated and laughed, and then chatted with Leng Qingge normally.

SIBA: "..."

This is so real....

While coping with Song Xue's chat, Aunt Qing tried to get her jade feet back.

It's a pity that Jiang Yang's grip is so tight that it doesn't work at all.

She was also afraid that the action would be too big, and Song Xue would find out, so she could only give Jiang Yang a sad look in the end.

So he dealt with Song Xue absent-mindedly.

A home-cooked dinner, in an un-homely atmosphere, finally came to an end.

"The bunny's cooking skills are getting better and better."

Song Xue patted her belly, smiled and stood up and said.

Seeing this, Jiang Yang quickly let go of his feet, letting go of Aunt Qing's black silk feet.

When it was released suddenly, Aunt Qing froze for a moment, then quickly took it back.

Feeling the remaining warmth on her jade feet, Aunt Qing gave Song Xue a guilty look.

"You all sit down, I'll clean up."

As she said that, Aunt Qing stood up with a limp leg, ready to clean up Luchen.

Song Xue also smiled and said:

"I'll come too, as a reward for this kid cooking a meal tonight."

Leng Qingge nodded with a dry smile, quickly picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and walked towards the kitchen.

See Leng Qingge's back disappear.

Song Xue bowed her head beside Jiang Yang, gritted her teeth and snorted coldly:

"Little brat, are you having fun?"

After speaking, he slapped Jiang Yang across the face, packed up the dishes and walked towards the kitchen. .