Former Cannon Fodder's Self-help Manual

Jian Ming couldn't believe her ears, his eyes were about to stare out, "Xia...Aunt Xia?"

Xia Changhan gave a pole and climbed up: "Hey, nephew."

"Mom, Xia...what's the matter."

Jian Ming feels that his three views have been challenged, and his unshakable ex-girlfriend suddenly becomes an aunt. Is there anything more exciting than this?

Most importantly, Xia Changhan appeared in the old house.

Jane’s has always had a tradition. If an adult clan member brings his lover back to the old house and shows up in front of the patriarch, they are basically determined to be with this person for life.

With the passage of time, the branch bloodline has long abandoned this tradition, and only the direct bloodline continues to follow it.

Today, Jane’s patron is his mother Jian Yixian. He brought Bai Youyou back to show his mother, but Xia Changhan’s appearance here is intriguing.

Jian Yixian didn't intend to answer his question, and ordered the maid: "Help the young master lift the suitcase upstairs."

Jian Ming had to shut up and followed the maid upstairs.

When he reached the corner of the stairs, he looked back at Xia Changhan, lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xia Changhan said to the system, "Oh, I didn't expect to be called an aunt by my ex-boyfriend to feel so cool."

System: "Call Mom more cool."

Xia Changhan: "Really?"

She secretly glanced at Jian Yixian's profile. Jian Yixian did not look like a woman who was thirty-seven. The years did not leave any marks on her face. There were no crow's feet in the corners of her eyes. She looked beautiful and moved on the bridge of her nose. Pressing on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, he looked extremely abstinent.

Xia Changhan's heart thumped and thumped.

She sneaked a glance and was spotted by Jian Yixian, with a smile on her lips, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xia Changhan said shyly, "Nothing."

The smile on Jian Yixian's lips deepened.

When going to wash hands, Xia Changhan asked the system: "Why is my heart beating so fast."

The system has brought so many hosts, and it has long known what will happen next, but it does not follow the routine: "How do I know, see a doctor early if you are sick, and don't avoid it."

Xia Changhan: "...I thought you would say that because I fell in love with Jian Yixian."

If the system can make facial expressions, it will roll its eyes: "Aren't you clear in your heart?"

Xia Changhan: "Don't I ask you to confirm it?"

System: "I'm just a bunch of data. I don't have feelings or love. Ask me to confirm what's the use."

Xia Changhan: "..."

Jian Yixian said that eating a home-cooked meal is really a home-cooked meal, and there were no more guests until the meal was opened.

Only four people attended the dinner.

Jane Yixian opened the first chair on the right, "Miss Xia, sit here."

Xia Changhan was a little bit interested in Jian Yixian. Naturally, she didn't want to hear Jian Yixian's call too strange. She sat down and said, "Mr. Jian, don't call me Miss Xia anymore. Call me Changhan."

Jian Yixian follows the good and the flow: "Cold and cold."

Xia Changhan: "Although Hanhan is not bad, it always sounds like a writer..."

Jian Yixian has never been in love, and has never given anyone a nickname: "That long?"

Xia Changhan: "..." What a mess.

Xia Changhan gave up: "Changhan..."

Jian Yixian: "Changhan sounds like a lot of talent, just call it Duan Dan."

Xia Changhan couldn't believe it, and the dialect came out: "What?"

Jane Yixian rubbed her earlobe affectionately, "Shortly."

Xia Changhan thought of self-defeating and giving up, forget that you are happy.

This scene was concisely captured in his eyes. He was stunned, stepped on the air under his feet, and "dundundundun" slid downstairs.

Bai Youyou screamed: "Brother Ming," quickly reached out and grabbed him.

It's a pity that she moved a bit slower and didn't catch her, so she quickly went downstairs and squatted beside Jian Ming and asked with concern: "Brother Ming, are you hurt? Show me."

With a concise and painful □□, he shook his head while covering his butt: "It's okay."

Bai Youyou helped him to the seat and groaned: "Why are you so careless."

Jian Mingxin said that if this happened to your mother, you'll have to fall.

After Jian Ming sat down, he took out the gift he prepared, held it in both hands, and handed it to Jian Yixian respectfully: "Mom, this is my gift to you. I wish you good luck in the East China Sea, longevity and good health and appearance. The beauty remains the same."

When Jian Yixian opened the gift, it was a square inkstone, without traces of artificial carving, the pattern was natural and fine, and the material was warm and moist like jade, and it was Fanghao inkstone.

"This is the inkstone that my son bought from his master Qi Chengzhiqi, a master of calligraphy and painting. His old man loves this inkstone very much. If his son hadn't helped him a lot, the old man would not be willing to sell it."

Jian Yixian is usually interested in the Four Treasures of the Study, and loves it after receiving the inkstone.

She played around for a while, put away the present, "I'm interested."

Concise is very pleased to be praised: "As long as you like it, Yoyo has prepared gifts for you."

Bai Youyou took out a long strip box from behind. Inside was a hosta. The hairpin was simple and elegant, and it was transparent. It seemed that Bai Youyou had spent great effort preparing gifts.

Jian Yixian accepted it, and thanked him: "Miss Bai has bothered."

Compared with them, Xia Changhan's gift is not on the stage. He knows that Xia Changhan is planning to make a web drama and the funds are not so generous. He deliberately said: "I wonder what gift Miss Xia has prepared for my mother?"

Jian Yixian smiled and said, "Your Aunt Xia personally made a box of cookies for me."

Jian Ming's face was distorted when he heard this name

Concisely smiled: "Miss Xia's gift is quite innovative."

Xia Changhan said: "There are only a few thousand-year-old ginseng and rare supplements such as Ganoderma lucidum, which are not worth mentioning."

Jian Ming and Bai Youyou were obviously shocked by the luxury of cookies, and they didn't speak for a while.

Jian Yixian turned his head to look at Xia Changhan, with a smile in his eyes, and his lips squirmed a few times, as if he was saying, "Little liar."

Xia Changhan was very surprised, lowered his head and clamped a piece of broccoli into his mouth, revealing a beautiful swan neck.

Jian Yixian looked hazy, the chopsticks that had been reaching for the baby cabbage turned away, turned to the beer duck, took a piece of duck neck and ate slowly.

Concisely recovered and ate afterwards.

When eating, he remembered the moment he saw before he fell downstairs, and he was in a daze. He looked up at Jian Yixian from time to time, and then at Xia Changhan.

In the end, Jian Yixian couldn't stand it anymore, and put down his chopsticks, "Go upstairs if you don't eat it, and look at it slantingly."

Jianming saw his mother's not angry and pretentious, and bowed his head obediently and took the rice in his mouth, and felt relieved. As expected, the scene just now was his illusion. How could such a bad-tempered indifference like his mother and Xia Chang Han came together and rubbed his earlobe. It might have been accidentally touched.

There will be a thicker and longer one today, and I will post it as soon as I finish writing.