28: 028 Many “Fishes” (Two More Combined into One) 28: 028 Many “Fishes” (Two More Combined into One) Jiang Yunzhou’s father, Jiang He, wasn’t the tallest among his four sons, but with his neatly trimd gentleman’s beard, he looked every part the honest businessman.
He began to bustle about early in the morning.
For today’s al, not only did he invite Xia Ye, but he also called over his youngest brother, Jiang Xuan, who had taken ti out of his busy schedule to personally accompany his son to the Xia Family to break off the engagent.
Besides them, Yunzhou’s cousin, the four-year-old Jiang Yunyang had long been saying he wanted to co play at his big cousin’s house, and it was also arranged for today.
Today, Jiang Yunzhou was supposed to be making ands, but he was in an especially good mood, even going so far as to change into a rather formal shirt and slacks, which made him look quite different from when he wore his school uniform.
Jiang He said, “I didn’t expect seeing Yangyang would make you so happy.
If I’d known you brothers got along so well, I would have let him co over to our house every day.”
Jiang Yunzhou didn’t explain and just laughed it off, “Dad, I’m going to check on the kitchen.”
After all, they had guests today, so they’d prepared a few extra dishes.
Jiang Yunzhou quickly scanned the array.
Black chicken and softshell turtle soup, stead oysters, sea cucumber stewed with abalone, stir-fried leek with eggs…
As he looked, the smile on Jiang Yunzhou’s face disappeared.
All these dishes…
they were all pretty nourishing, weren’t they?
Could it be that his parents had also heard about his “inability”?
As he was suspecting this, he saw his anxious-looking mother glance at him and imdiately said without any subtlety, “Don’t overthink, my dear big boy!
These dishes have nothing to do with you!”
Jiang Yunzhou: …
Seeing that he didn’t quite believe her, Liu Manyi added another line, “Really!
If I’m lying, may your father sprain his ankle the mont he steps outside!”
Jiang Yunzhou: ……
No wonder they had been so determined that he marries Xia Ye, yet when they found out about his broken engagent last night, they didn’t scold him at all.
He wasn’t sure whether to thank his uncle or to…
thank his uncle…
**
At the Xia Family residence, coordinates: living room.
Xia Yuzheng pinched a contract, sliding his reading glasses down to his nose bridge, looked up, and glanced over the tops of his glasses at his sons who were busy with their own things, scattered on the sofa, “Who will get dad a glass of water?”
The eldest sat upright, busy drafting emails.
The second was at a critical juncture in his ga, about to push the enemy’s crystal.
The third, speaking an authentic border dialect, was replying to sothing on WeChat.
Nobody seed to hear what their father had said.
Just then, Xia Ye, who had just learned she would be visiting the Jiang Family today, walked out of the hallway with a small fish tank and casually asked, “Any drinks?”
The re casual inquiry from her had her three brothers all but reflexively looking up—
“Little Tiangao is thirsty?”
“What would you like to drink?”
“I’ll get it for you!”
Xia Yuzheng narrowed his eyes into thin slits.
They could hear Yeye speak but were deaf to him?
Did their ears co with filters?
Does dad not need any face?
“Miss Second, the driver has been waiting outside,” said the housekeeper Wu, in a tone that did not conceal any respect.
Xia Ye took her ti finishing her drink, responding with a light voice.
She glanced to her side and saw Xia Xian still replying to ssages on WeChat.
She was familiar with last century’s version of the border dialect, which had so slight grammatical differences from the current one.
Yet she could still make out the general gist—that her third brother was troubled by a batch of goods from the border.
When it was nearly ti to leave, the housekeeper Wu reminded her again.
Her brothers saw Xia Ye to the door.
Xia Tiao said, “Co back early and don’t stay out too late.”
Xia Xing said, “Call if there’s anything; let the driver do it.”
Xia Xian put away his phone as well, “Don’t talk to that Jiang kid.”
All three looked concerned, channelling Xia Yuzheng.
All eyes were on Xia Ye, so no one noticed what she was carrying in her hands.
Only the housekeeper Wu, as she passed by Xia Ye, crinkled her nose purposefully.
What’s that sll?
Why does it sll like a seafood market?
**
At noon, Jiang Xuan left the company half an hour early to keep an appointnt at Jiang He’s house.
Jiang He was very polite, “Fourth brother, I didn’t know you were going to the company today, had I known, I would have arranged the eting for tomorrow.”
Jiang Xuan leisurely undid a button at his collar, “It’s okay, I will be going to the company in the future.”
Jiang He was surprised again at these words.
Why was he suddenly planning to work at the company?
As Jiang Xuan entered the house, a little boy was sitting on the living room sofa.
Jiang Yunyang had already arrived.
He obediently said, “Hello, Little Uncle,” then continued to clank his chubby little legs while bowing his head to play a ga on his cellphone.
If Xia Ye were here at this mont, she would realize
That this little boy was no other than the one she had saved in the hospital.
Jiang Xuan’s gaze swept through the room, not finding the person he wanted to see; however, Jiang Yunzhou greeted him excitedly.
Although his nephew was always enthusiastic when he saw him, today his mood was especially high.
The whole person seed as cheerful as if he were experiencing the thrills of youthful love for the first ti.
That’s what Jiang Yunzhou thought.
Even if the engagent had been broken off, it didn’t matter; young people nowadays valued free love, and he could pursue her again.
And since his uncle doted on him so much, he would definitely help him chase after the Little Fairy!
Of course, Jiang Xuan was fully aware of his thoughts.
In terms of rationale, he had no obligation to help him.
On an emotional level, that was even more like a dream.
Jiang Yunzhou couldn’t understand why, but he sensed a hint of mockery in his Little Uncle’s expression.
But he quickly shook his head in denial.
His Little Uncle was born with a stern face; even when he was expressionless, there was a coldness about him.
It must be that.
With him being so popular, how could his Little Uncle possibly mock him?
Thoughts like these crossed his mind, and then the sarcasm on Jiang Xuan’s face beca even more pronounced…
The preparations in the kitchen were finished, and the doorbell rang again just in ti.
Timing was perfect.
Jiang Yunzhou straightened his clothes and reached out to open the door.
Jiang Xuan’s eyes drifted involuntarily toward the doorway, subtly pressing his thin lips together.
There, Xia Ye’s figure appeared.
She blinked her eyes.
The hazy peach blossom eyes alluringly captivated those present.
Jiang Yunzhou froze, noticing the box in her hands, “Eh?
What you’re holding is…”
Xia Ye’s eyes lowered leisurely, she glanced at the fish box in her hand, her long eyelashes casting a slight shadow over her eyes.
After a long while, she uttered, “A welcoming gift, I caught them.”
Not very heartfelt.
Jiang Yunzhou was polite on the outside but ecstatic on the inside, quickly taking the box into his hands, ticulously examining it.
Jiang He’s voice rose from behind, “Yunzhou, what are you doing letting the guest stand at the door?
Co in, Yeye!
Let Uncle Jiang have a look…”
Xia Ye entered the house, and Jiang Yunzhou, with his back turned, hurriedly opened the fish box.
Wow, there must be dozens, right?
All of them jumping and lively, still alive.
Xia Ye personally fishing for him, if this were in ancient tis, wouldn’t it be like a maiden embroidering a purse for him?
Jiang Xuan glanced at the box of fish, thinking back to the previous night.
He sat in his car, watching the little girl fish.
He watched for half an hour.
Jiang Yunzhou boasted gleefully, “Little Uncle, look, look, she gave these to !”
Jiang Xuan scoffed lightly, “Don’t you get it?”
“Huh?” Jiang Yunzhou still had a smile on his face, “Don’t get what?”
“Giving you so many fish…” Jiang Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly as his chin gestured toward the box of lively fish, his tone slightly cool, “might be implying that you’re superfluous (extra fish).”
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