roccoschili Chapter 145 I never said that Brother Sheng Yang was a ghost.
Chapter 145 I never said that Brother Sheng Yang was a ghost.
The sweetness before bedtime surrounded An Xiaoyue all night.
When she woke up, that feeling of happiness and sweetness was still there.
She opened her clear eyes and stared blankly at the terrace on the other side of the bed.
Last night, she was there, chatting with Sheng Yang.
She lay in bed for a while, then got up in a good mood, washed up, and went downstairs.
As soon as I reached the top of the stairs, I heard my aunt Fang Mei's voice.
"You still complain about the bland breakfast? I think you don't want to be healthy anymore. You never have time to exercise, and you even secretly eat behind my back. If you keep this up, you'll suffer when you're old."
My aunt is talking about the mice that were found in my uncle's study. I never expected that my gentle and intellectual aunt could be so talkative.
"But if you die first, can you bear to leave me to live alone in this world?"
Her originally stern tone suddenly became soft and gentle, making An Xiaoyue, an outsider, feel quite awkward.
Now is not a good time to appear.
She stood at the corner of the stairs, afraid to move, lest she make a sound and disturb her aunt and uncle's "chat".
His wife softened, acting coquettishly, showing complete dependence on him.
Leng Yushan was most susceptible to this kind of thing. He said in a flippant tone, "Don't worry, Xiaomei, I'll start exercising today and guarantee to walk 20,000 steps every day to regain my virility."
An Xiaoyue felt a heat rising to her face, and couldn't help but be surprised. How could a renowned expert in liver diseases speak in such a sticky and yellowish tone?
"Yes, Xiaoyushan is the best boy. Keep up the good work," Fang Mei encouraged him.
An Xiaoyue's arms instantly broke out in goosebumps. This...
she......
An Xiaoyue looked to her left and right, but there was nowhere to hide.
There is no way to avoid it.
I wonder how long my uncle and aunt will talk privately. Maybe I should go back upstairs first?
Just as I turned around and lifted my foot, I was met with a smiling face that held no meaning.
An Xiaoyue quietly clenched her fingers.
She hadn't heard a sound from behind when someone stood there. Had she been too engrossed in listening?
Not so!
An Xiaoyue blushed and explained in a low voice, "I didn't mean to eavesdrop, they just happened to be talking about this."
Leng Fang cleared his throat and said in a deep, aged voice, "People in love are always so clingy, you'll get used to it."
"Okay, sure." What else could she do but obediently agree?
However, more than ten minutes later, An Xiaoyue realized that Fang Yige's words were not only directed at her aunt and uncle.
Leng Fang used the soles of his shoes to slide along the edge of the stairs and quickly slid down.
Seeing his actions and recalling the cold teaching assistant during class, An Xiaoyue shook her head slightly.
This family, once the door is closed, is like someone taking off their work clothes; all their authority, gentleness, and refinement are hung on the wall like their clothes.
The contrast is too strong!
"Can you two please consider me, since I'm single and my pregnant sister is pregnant? Stop being so lovey-dovey this early in the morning!"
Upon hearing this, An Xiaoyue paused in her steps as she went downstairs. She really wanted to go back upstairs and hide in her room!
"Xiaoyue, Xiaoyue's awake?" Fang Mei exclaimed in surprise, her gaze falling on the stairwell. "Nobody's here! That brat lied to me again!"
"Of course she's embarrassed. Hearing you two flirting so early in the morning, she's probably missing her husband!"
Ahhhhh!
My cousin said that my uncle and aunt were talking about them, so why did they have to mention her?
She clearly stopped thinking about Fu Shengyang as soon as she left the room!
My cousin is talking nonsense.
However, her cousin made it clear that she was on the stairs, so she had no choice but to go down.
Facing the gazes of the three, An Xiaoyue smiled awkwardly but politely, "Uncle, Aunt, Fang Yi, good morning."
Leng Fang raised an eyebrow. "Don't be so formal. We just met."
An Xiaoyue swayed.
She suddenly realized that her cousin's single status was a form of protection for women.
He speaks bluntly, changes the subject quickly, and has a sharp tongue!
To be his girlfriend, you definitely need a strong heart, a quick mind, and a really witty personality.
Such an outstanding woman is so hard to find.
"Come and have breakfast." Fang Mei, wearing an apron, pulled out a chair for Xiaoyue. "Would you like Chinese or Western breakfast?"
“Your mother said that you eat a variety of dishes in the morning at Fu Garden, but in small portions. I don’t have the skills of a chef, so I only made these in the morning. Your aunt didn’t put alum in the fried dough sticks, so you can eat them without worry. Just pick what you like. It’s okay if you can’t finish them, your brother and uncle can eat them.”
An Xiaoyue pursed her lips. It was very inappropriate for the dean and teaching assistant of Beijing Medical College to eat the leftover breakfast of one of her students.
"Mom!" Leng Fang protested, "Do you really love your daughter that much? I don't make as many different kinds of breakfasts as you do in a month."
“Of course, girls are precious treasures, and you…” Fang Mei’s gaze suddenly turned sharp as she looked at Leng Fangyi. “Tell me honestly, how did you deal with the rats yesterday?”
"If you're afraid, why are you asking? Anyway, it's been dealt with." Leng Fang took a bite of the fried dough stick, closed his eyes, and chewed with relish.
“When I went to sleep last night, I felt that the area around this house was very noisy, and I thought I heard mice squeaking. You better tell me the truth.”
Leng Fang said, "What mouse squeaking? You must have heard the doorbell."
Upon hearing this, An Xiaoyue's hand, which was holding the soy milk and taking small sips, trembled slightly.
Last night, Fu Shengyang stood at the Leng family's gate for more than twenty minutes, but she was certain that he did not ring the doorbell.
Fang Mei's expression hardened, and she said seriously, "I am a staunch materialist, don't try to scare me."
“I know you don’t believe in ghosts and gods, but I didn’t say that Brother Sheng Yang is a ghost.”
No sooner had Leng Fangyi finished speaking than An Xiaoyue coughed.
"Cough cough cough..."
The soy milk went astray and ended up in the trachea.
Seeing this, Fang Mei hurriedly came over to pat her back and help her catch her breath, while Leng Yushan also got up to get her some paper.
Only Leng Fangyi calmly ate Cui Cui's fried dough sticks.
It has been many years since I last ate my mother's homemade fried dough sticks.
When I eat it again now, it's still as delicious as I remember.
This is so delicious, my little sister can't eat it all by herself.
Thinking this, he reached his chopsticks into the small basket in front of Xiaoyue that contained fried dough sticks.
Pick up a stick, soak it in soy milk, take a bite, and you're overwhelmed with happiness.
"You brat, look how pitifully your sister is choking. You're not allowed to eat anymore."
Fang Mei took away Leng Fangyi's soy milk and fried dough sticks, one in each hand.
The cough finally stopped, and An Xiaoyue's face was flushed, her eyes were red and brimming with tears.
"Xiaoyue, drink some warm water to soothe your nerves," Leng Yushan said, pushing the warm water in her hand.
An Xiaoyue nodded gratefully, "Thank you, Uncle."
Seeing that she had calmed down, Fang Mei had already given her a new breakfast.
"Let's not drink soy milk, let's have some porridge, taro, and purple sweet potato."
"Okay." Auntie was so thoughtful. Xiaoyue was afraid that if she didn't eat enough, she would disappoint her auntie's good intentions, so she obediently agreed and ate a little of everything.
Fang Mei and Leng Yushan only continued eating their breakfast after seeing that she had started eating.
"What did you mean by mentioning your brother Sheng Yang just now?"
An Xiaoyue's heart leaped into her throat again at Fang Mei's words.