Transmigrated to Twenty Years Ago and Adopted Myself

    Jiang Wang only had time to hear his voice at that moment.

    Gentle and calm, calm like a deep river, wrapped in ice-like secrets in a flash.

    After Teacher Ji recited, there was thunderous applause, and the parents applauded half-understoodly.

    Jiang Wang took two beats before applauding, and his brain was still chasing the words that just passed by.

    There seemed to be a LOVE just now, but it was too fast and uncertain.

    Jiang Wang did not dare to whisper to his tablemate under the pressure of Teacher Ji, and quickly wrote a note to Peng Xingwang: "What was he talking about just now?"

    A question mark appeared on the top of the child's head, and the note pressed down and said, "How can I understand?"

    Jiang Wang frowned: "Aren't you tutoring with Teacher Ji every day?"

    Peng Xingwang was full of question marks: "Brother, I'm only in the second grade."

    Jiang Wang regretted his poor English for the first time. He looked around subconsciously, looking for a suitable target just like the answer to an on-the-spot exam. He glanced around and made eye contact with the uncle at the diagonal table, who shook his hand.

    At first, this buddy bargained for 40 cents at the express store, and after taking advantage of it, he often came over to use the air conditioner.

    Hey, I don't know what Teacher Ji was talking about just now.

    Boss Jiang became melancholy, propped his chin boredly and watched Teacher Ji's speech, how his sweetheart thought it would be pleasing to the eye.

    I was a little embarrassed at first, but when someone looked at her with burning eyes, her heartbeat was a little too fast.

    After speaking about the teaching schedule for the next semester, she coughed lightly, not knowing what she was covering up.

    "Sorry, the heating is a little high."

    The parent next to me fully understood: "Drink more water and be careful to get angry."

    No explanation at all. Ji Linqiu reacted and responded quickly, then continued to talk, never looking at Jiang Wang again.

    After the meeting, knock Jiang Wang on the head in the grilled fish shop.

    "What are you staring at me for."

    Jiang Wang filled him with a glass of Coke: "Tell me, what did you read in the poem?"

    Ji Linqiu didn't squint: "Forget it if you don't understand."

    Jiang Wang had long expected that he would not recognize him, and half threatened: "You don't say it?"

    "Boss Jiang is very arrogant." Ji Linqiu laughed: "Threatening people's teachers every way."

    Jiang Wang tapped on the table with his knuckles, and the head of the secretary appeared from the booth next door like magic, as well as a brand new "Shelley Poems".

    Ji Linqiu: “…”

    The grilled fish and cold dishes were served the same way.

    "Oh," he turned over page by page: "It's all love poetry, so spicy."

    Don't drink water at the beginning of the season and don't give any clues.

    Jiang Wang didn't ask too much. When he flipped through the poems he liked, he defaulted to being read to him by Teacher Ji.

    If this song is good or not, then it will all be yours by default. It doesn't matter if you read it or not.

    When the grilled fish was finished, Boss Jiang put his books together and sighed with satisfaction: "Poetry is a good thing."

    The child turned his head: "?"

    Ji Linqiu frowned and said, "You..."

    As soon as the winter vacation arrives, a new batch of promotions is coming, and the online and offline dual cities and three lines are parallel, and the employees are all busy.

    The boss refuses to work overtime and has already returned to the office to pack up and prepare for the New Year.

    The assistant looked desperate: "Boss! Do you really have to stay for New Year's activities! There is so much work this year, I'm afraid I can't hold it!"

    Jiang Wang's briefcase pushed open the door and walked out: "Those supervisors who pay three times the overtime pay are just eating."

    "No, why do you suddenly want to go to another province for Chinese New Year," the assistant said guilty: "Don't be afraid of anything else, in case there are too many orders from the first day to the fifth day of the first day of the lunar new year, what about adjusting the goods? I'm afraid something will go wrong."

    Boss Jiang paused: "Just because I'm not in the company doesn't mean I don't care."

    Assistant: "?"

    Boss Jiang: "?"

    "Who told you that you have to squat in the office to go to work?" Someone expressed dissatisfaction with the old-fashioned thinking of working at work: "Those programmers raised by our company can also squat at home at any time. Code, isn't this the company's computer better to manage snacks and drinks?"

    The first time the assistant heard this concept, he automatically understood that the boss was fooling him.

    Just be careful: "Then you are going to Zhouxiang, remember to keep the phone open, I will give you enough for the call, not enough to talk at any time."

    Jiang Wang waved his hand: "Let's go, you also remember to buy New Year's goods, say Happy New Year in advance, all happy and rich."

    “…Boss!!”

    Before leaving with Ji Linqiu, Jiang Wang went back to the countryside with the children to see the old man.

    The grandparents of the Peng family had little contact with their own sons, and the information in the village was blocked. They didn’t know that Jiang Wang was not here this year.

      Well, you're welcome!"

    "Little Jiang - you bring two of the cured fish here to Mr. Ji, they are delicious!"

    Jiang Wang told Peng Xingwang to be obedient in the countryside and not run around, call him at any time in case of trouble, stay with the elderly for an afternoon, and drive back to the city at night.

    My luggage is packed and ready to go to the train station.

    When Jiang Wang parked the car, he found that the lights in the yard were on, and Mr. Ji was rolling up his sleeves and pasting the words of blessing on the window.

    He stood in front of the garage door and looked at his silhouette from a distance, watching him hang the red lantern in front of the door, his eyebrows and eyes unconsciously smiled softly.

    There are two lanterns hanging in front of my heart, bright and happy.

    Ji Linqiu heard the sound and looked sideways.

    "Jiang Wang," he called out loudly: "Let's go, let's celebrate the New Year together."

    The man smiled and walked over quickly.

    There are two luggage boxes, and half of one box is for various greetings.

    Teacher Ji looked helpless last night when she was packing up her things: "You are spending the New Year with ordinary friends, not your son-in-law returning home."

    Boss Jiang is meticulous: "Second impression is also very important, don't reach out and hit the smiling person."

    Ji Linqiu recalled his various deeds in Hongcheng again, and pressed Jiang Wang's shoulder with one hand.

    "Promise me, no matter what happens, don't be too aggressive, OK?"

    Jiang Wang looked sideways: "I'm the kind of person who is too aggressive?"

    You are, you are too much.

    They were the train at 12:30 in the evening, and slept until the morning just arrived at the station.

    Boss Jiang went to someone's house to eat and drink, and consciously bought two soft sleeper tickets in advance.

    The soft sleeper compartment is spacious and comfortable, with a total of four beds. I didn't expect the two upper bunks to come, and there are only two of them in the whole small box.

    Jiang Wang carefully observed the door for half an hour, then twisted the door lock

    Squeeze into Jilinqiu bed to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

    The latter gave him a slightly surprised look.

    "I will order the pillow." Jiang Wang had already nestled beside his neck, and said with satisfaction, "It's warmer this way."

    The width of the soft sleeper is not too rich. It is a little narrow for two people to squeeze together, but it is unexpectedly very safe.

    The train gallops in the winter wind, and the tracks collide and roar constantly, which can break the sense of connection between people and the world at once, and turn everyone into assembled cans in the assembly line.

    Ji Linqiu gave in a little, not only because they were neatly dressed and behaved well, but also at ease, and did not resist the warmth of their shoulders together.

    He will appear harmonious and cordial to the outside world, but he is not good at words when he is real, and only silently watches old shows with Jiang Wang, expressing his closeness with quiet acceptance.

    Jiang Wang watched the sketch for a while, and then one side of his hair fell asleep in Linqiu.

    Like a gardenia quietly closing its petals, the broken hair is slightly drooping, and the eyelashes are lightly closed.

    He kissed the side of his hair lightly, covered the quilt, and fell asleep together.

    Outside the window, brilliant fireworks bloomed one after another, dissipating with the whistling wind.

    Ji Linqiu's hometown is in Zhouxiang, which is a relatively remote mountain town in the province.

    The humid air was blowing when they got off the train. They took a bus for two hours, and then took a minibus to go around several mountains.

    The driver is an experienced driver, chewing on betel nut and driving fiercely on the winding mountain road.

    Jiang Wang grabbed the handrail with one hand and looked out at the large trucks speeding by. Ji Linqiu turned a blind eye and yawned.

    There are plain rivers and rivers in the vicinity of Hongcheng. There are dangerous peaks everywhere, and the ribbon-like mountain roads are very bumpy.

    Ji Linqiu was half asleep, but he felt that Jiang Wang was not used to it, so he reached out and touched his face.

    "Is it okay, I have motion sickness medicine?"

    Jiang Wang looked ahead, meaning: "This master... is very wild."

    "Yes," Ji Linqiu laughed: "Our people in the mountains are quite wild."

    It was five o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived in Zhouxiang.

     Ji's father and Ji's mother specially greeted him at the entrance of the village, while his sister and other sisters-in-law were busy cooking at home.

    "You're hungry, the dishes are ready, come come come!"

    Jiang Wang smiled and greeted them one by one and handed over the welcome gift. The relatives who came to see the fun were all surprised and delighted: "They are all here and they are still giving gifts?"

    "Boss Jiang is generous, Linqiu, your friend is worth it, worth it!"

    Walking up the hillside all the way, the gentle places on all sides have been reclaimed as farmland, and the green cattle chewed the grass and swayed their tails.

    The Ye River meanders at the foot of the mountain, there are boats parked on the shore, and ospreys are tied to the poles to sleep with their eyes closed.

    Jiang Wang also came to the mountain city for the New Year for the first time. Not long after getting off the bus, he felt that his lungs had been thoroughly washed, his whole body was refreshed, and his appetite was greatly improved.

    Ji Linqiu finally remembered something and whispered, "By the way, the food here...is a bit spicy."

    "If you're not used to it, it's not ashamed to rinse with water."

    Jiang Wang took it seriously and said with a smile, "We also have spicy dishes in Hongcheng, have you forgotten?"

    Mr. Ji smiled kindly: "Oh, yes."

    The first meal was eaten at home. The main dish was the roast chicken hot pot, served with chopped pepper flower pork, fried bacon with winter bamboo shoots, and two dishes of fried cauliflower and sugar oil cake.

    Ji Guoshen recovered soon, his complexion was much better than in the hospital, he greeted warmly: "Can you drink a bar and have some white sand liquid?"

    Father Ji has taught books for a lifetime. He doesn't speak with a heavy accent like other people. He speaks in a melodious tone or resonates, which sounds very comfortable.

    Jiang Wang smiled and took the cup, chatting and eating with them, Ji Linqiu silently poured a glass of white water and put it aside.

    The first chopsticks down, the man's smile froze.

    "Your dishes are indeed, a little, amazing."

    Ji Linqiu took the vegetables slowly and glanced at him.

    The aunt next to her put on her apron and was a little nervous: "I forgot that I am a foreigner, can I not eat spicy food? I will fry you two more side dishes?"

    "No, no," Jiang Wang stopped her: "Small thing, this dish smells very good, it must be eaten."

    Ji Linqiu casually chatted with his father and continued to eat quietly.

    Zhouxiang cuisine is really spicy.

    Chop hot peppers and fresh chilies that are not covered.

    Jiang Wang took a few mouthfuls of roast chicken, held back his tears and exchanged for pork, and coughed beside his mouth and nose with a tissue.

    Ji Linqiu was there to help pat her back.

    "No, just rinse it, it's fine."

    Jiang Wang wiped his eyes with the back of his hand and said firmly: "It's fine, it's delicious, I'll eat more cauliflower."

    Then a few chopsticks went down the cauliflower, tears welling up in my eyes, seeing that I used a lot of paper.

    Father Ji said with concern, "Have a drink? Is it alright?"

    "It's okay," Jiang Wang took a deep breath, his cheeks flushed: "Of course men do."-

    2-

    Jiang Wang let out a long sigh of relief when he put down his chopsticks.

     Turning her head again, Ji Linqiu's complexion was as usual, and she didn't even sweat.

    Jiang Wang was lost in thought.

    "I'm not ashamed of you."

    "Where is it," Ji Linqiu said with a smile: "I will be the one who will lose face in two days, otherwise why would I deliberately bring you here as a savior."

    Yes. Jiang Wang came back to his senses, went upstairs with him to put his luggage, and casually asked about the situation.

    Ji Linqiu's mother's surname is Chen, and her father's surname is Ji. Both sides are rich local families. Although many children take their parents to enjoy the happiness in big cities, most of the older generation still stay in here.

    "Today is because I welcome you, four or five people will have a simple meal together." Ji Linqiu pressed his forehead and said, "From tomorrow onwards, we will take turns to eat dinner and host each other... It is estimated that it will be a few more miserables. back."

    Ji Linqiu's bedroom is very close to Jiang Wang's guest room, with only the bathroom and study in between.

    The house has been renovated. Although it is a rural self-owned house, the decoration is elegant, the calligraphy and painting are placed just right, and the wood color decoration complements each other.

    Jiang Wang went to his room to simply put things away, and then went to see Ji Linqiu's room.

    The same spacious and bright, with good lighting.

    It's just...there are not many adult furnishings, like they are still in college.

    The magazines and newspapers are all old books from the early 2000s. It can be seen that they have been carefully wiped, but they have a weak relationship with the owner.

    Jiang Wang realized something and whispered, "You really haven't been back for a long time."

    Ji Linqiu was absent-minded for a moment, then looked out the window and said slowly: "Actually, if you come here for the first time

    , will feel good here. "

    "The mountains and rivers are both amazing, it is very suitable to stay here to rest and rest."

    He shook his head slightly, as if refuting himself.

    "It has always been people who trapped people, and it has nothing to do with the mountain city."

    Jiang Wang was still looking at the single bed in the corner and the broken wooden bell on the door handle.

    "That's right," he said, "if we meet that idiot who touches your thigh later, you will tell me with a wink."

    A smile suddenly appeared in Ji Linqiu's eyes; "Are you going to chop off his hand?"

    "Then marinate with chopped chili for a few more years." Jiang Wang said without changing his face: "It's not a big problem."

    Ji Linqiu laughed, eyes full of envy.

    "I can't say anything like you."

    "Even if I run to a place where no one is there, I dare not say it."

    Jiang Wang raised his eyebrows: "You can't beat people, and you can't say harsh words?"

    Ji Linqiu shrugged.

    As soon as she learned that Ji Linqiu had finally returned to her hometown, many relatives came over that night to drink melon seeds and drink tea, and to watch Jiang Wang, a guest from a foreign country.

    The room is warmer when there are more people, and the atmosphere is full of local accents, and it is quite lively and cheerful.

    The parents of Ji's family finally look forward to their son coming home for the New Year. They speak rarely and cautiously. When others talk, they always laugh and are very polite.

    After a few rounds of interviews with Boss Jiang, the crowd asked questions such as 'are you married', 'how much can you make in a year from opening a bookstore', 'can you bring one of them when you open an online store', and then turned their attention to Ji Linqiu.

    "Xiao Qiu...is thirty?"

    "No, twenty-seven, it's still early," Ji's father also interrupted with a smile in order to save his face: "Children in the city are too late to talk about marriage, they are popular over there."

    "It's not a big city," someone muttered: "It sounds like we're not rich yet."

      Why doesn't any girl like you?"

    The people next to her also echoed: "That's right, they all ran three times..."

    Jiang Wang suddenly puffed while drinking tea.

    When he puffed, everyone else looked over.

    "It's nothing, you continue to talk." Jiang Wangren smiled: "When I didn't hear it."

    In fact, Ji Guoshen hadn't spoken to his son for a long time, and was just about to chat with his father and son, but he didn't expect the relatives to move so quickly after hearing the news, and he was a little embarrassed and could not save face, so he changed the subject and said, "Talk about yours. Bookstore, what kind of online store method?"

    Before she finished speaking, another mother-in-law interrupted: "It's not finished yet."

    "It's just after the New Year's Eve, all the good girls in our village are virtuous and generous, who is not better than those city people who have read a lot!"

    Jiang Wang couldn't help laughing again.

    The eldest uncle felt that this foreigner was messing with their family affairs, and was a little unhappy, pretending to be polite: "What are you laughing at?"

    "Actually," Jiang Wang said slowly, "he's been talking about five or six girlfriends."

    Ji Linqiu:…?

    Jiang Wangxin thought it would be better to make up some non-existent ex-girlfriends than to harm an innocent little girl.

    "I've known him for a long time. Isn't the child going to school in his class? I pick him up every day."

    "I just saw it," the man lowered his voice: "A girl came to bring him meals, as if she was working at the tax office."

    The aunt next to her exclaimed: "The conditions are good!"

    "As a result," Jiang Wang glanced at Ji Linqiu, and betrayed: "This short-haired girl just walked away, and another long hair fluttered at the back, gave him fruit, and also washed it all. Well cut."

    "Ho-" Everyone looked at Ji Linqiu: "I didn't expect it!"

    Ji Linqiu stretched out his hand to hold his forehead, but he didn't expect this guy to play so big when he came up: "There's no such thing."

    "No, absolutely not, it's all made up by me." Jiang Wang immediately fell silent, stretched out his hand and wiped his mouth to keep up with the zipper: "It's all my nonsense, I went out to take a shower and say goodbye."

    "Hey, hey, don't go!"

    "Linqiu, how do you greet the guests, and don't let others speak!"

    "What time is it? Let's talk for a while!"

    There are also other bachelors who are muttering: "Really or not, he is still making trouble outside?"

    "You don't know." Jiang Dakou said violently again: "Do you know what the little girl likes the most now?"

    "He's full of tendons? Look at the one who kills pigs? Hey, now girls like him like that," Jiang Wang squinted at Ji Linqiu, envious and a little jealous: "Look at him. Bookish, gentle and gentle, a few words can fascinate people every day."

    "Last time I took him to the provincial capital to play, and by the way, I helped negotiate contracts with my company's customers - my company, you know, the one that sells books abroad."

    Everyone nodded: "I know."

    Jiang Wang slapped his hand: "He helped me negotiate the contract, and the person behind him is gone, guess what?"

    Ji Guoshen was stunned for a moment: "Where did Linqiu run?"

    "He actually quietly made an appointment with an American girl for drinks, coffee, and coffee."

    The voice has not yet finished, and the exclamations of yin and yang are one after another, which is more lively than watching the Spring Festival Gala.

    Ji Linqiu tried to explain: "That's obviously—"

    "Obviously it's about cooperation." Jiang Wang accepted it as soon as he saw it, and he looked like a brother. I understand you: "I understand, I understand."

    "I don't see it," the aunt next to her said with emotion: "Xiaoqiu used to look at Wenwen quietly, so she can flirt with girls?"

    "Now it's him who is the best at flirting!" A man interjected: "I saw a girl who ran with someone like him! After running for a few days, she was dumped Come back to me crying and crying, you say anger is not anger!"

    Ji Linqiu didn't come back for five years, and in a few words, the image changed from 'the poor and sour teacher of old solid wood' to 'the generation of libertines with flattering words', and the number of ex-girlfriends was conservative six.

    "It's not so exaggerated," Ji Linqiu said while holding his brows: "Don't talk more, I can't explain it well."

    "Then you explain the two women last time," Jiang Wang had already taken the pear that someone else had cut, and naturally took a bite: "We were eating and suddenly came from the building. I ran up and down to see you, and asked when you would reply to their news, who are they?"

    The uncle was startled: "Isn't that the woman from the tax bureau?"

    "No," Jiang Wang gestured with his hand: "Dyeing big waves and wiping red lips, it looks like she came from a big city, Ji Linqiu, how did you recruit her, and you still don't plan to talk to others? It's a good thing."

    The season is coming to autumn:…

    "You can't just deceive people's feelings!"

    Ji Linqiu was heartbroken, followed Jiang Wang's words and said, bowing his head and smiling innocently: "There's no way."

    "I get tired of talking for two days every time. I really don't want to be responsible."

    The relatives were so excited when they heard it, they talked like they were catching the party of the eight o'clock dog blood drama, completely forgetting the purpose.

    "How can you do this!"

    "Hey, which one is the most beautiful, do you have a photo?"

    "You are capable! Don't you introduce one to your cousin??"

    Jiang Wang picked up the phone: "There is a photo, I secretly took a picture of the big wave last time!"

    "Show me! Show me!"

     "Boss Jiang is coming for another cigarette, please don't be polite!"