A leisurely life that begins with the possession of a game character

Chapter 36
It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when Zhang Lan and the two arrived at Qingshan Village. When the car stopped at the door of Zhang Lan's house, Zhang Lan, who got out of the car, found that not only in the yard, but also on the road outside the house, there were even people walking next to each other. The vegetable plots on the courtyard walls have been tidied up.

Qin Yongjun looked around curiously, looked up at the sky, turned to Zhang Lan and said, "The environment here is quite good."

"This place is close to a mountainous area and the industry is not developed, so the environment is good." Zhang Lan explained while taking things from the car.

"You are so boring. Good afternoon, aunt!" Qin Yongjun rolled his eyes at Zhang Lan and then shouted with a smile on his face.

It was Zhang Lan's mother who heard the sound of the car and walked out of the house, followed by her father Zhang Dahai.Qin Yongjun held the gift in his hand and greeted Zhang Lan's mother with a sweet smile on his face.

"Good afternoon, good afternoon. Come into the house quickly, why are you bringing things with you here?" Zhang Lan's mother enthusiastically let Qin Yongjun into the house and sat down to greet him. Zhang Lan lifted the things in the trunk one by one from behind. He walked into the house with his father.

As soon as Zhang Lan entered the room, she heard her mother Li Yingzheng talking about Zhang Lan's embarrassing things. Zhang Lan couldn't help but roll her eyes.My mother, Li Ying, is usually very eloquent. The only bad thing is that she always likes to talk about family members whenever outsiders are present.

Seeing his mother's words getting more and more outrageous, and telling everything about his childhood, Zhang Lan hurriedly stopped him and said, "Mom, I'll take Yongjun to visit the old house." Looking at Qin Yongjun's unfinished expression, Zhang Lan felt his head grow bigger. .

"I didn't expect you to be quite naughty when you were little." Qin Yongjun couldn't help laughing.

"Just laugh louder if you want, I'm used to it." Zhang Lan said, and Qin Yongjun chuckled as soon as he finished speaking.

When I arrived at the old house, I looked at the various rose flowers in bloom outside the courtyard. When I opened the courtyard door, I saw more than 200 square meters of bluestone ground.

"Such a big courtyard is paved with bluestones and nothing else is done?" Qin Yongjun looked around curiously, but there was really nothing in the empty courtyard.

"For now, I like this environment. As for the future, it will be troublesome to reduce it, but it will be easy to add it." Zhang Lan took off the key and led Qin Yongjun into the yard.

"Oh! I've been riding in the car for six or seven hours, and my whole body is sore again." Qin Yongjun turned his eyes and pretended to move his cervical spine and shoulders.

"It's okay. I'll give you acupuncture later, and then give you a massage. You'll be fine soon." Zhang Lan opened the door and walked in, answering without looking back.

"Why are you so unloving? I worked so hard to accompany you to your home. Can't you treat me like last night?" Qin Yongjun was very angry and chased Zhang Lan into the house.

As soon as you enter the house, the decoration of the main room is very simple. The surroundings are simply painted white. A few simple landscape picture frames are hung on the walls on the east and west sides. There is a nave on the wall on the north. Below it is a classic rural new Chinese style six set.There is a table with two high flower stands. There is an Eight Immortals table in front of the table and two Taishi chairs on both sides.

A set of pure wooden sofas and coffee tables were placed against the west wall. Zhang Lan asked Qin Yongjun to sit down, took out fruits from the kitchen in the back suite, washed them and put them on a tray.Carrying the tray and placing the fruit on the coffee table, Zhang Lan smiled and said, "How do you feel now? Do you want me to give you an acupuncture massage?"

"No need." Qin Yongjun leaned back in his chair, his left hand resting on the armrest of the sofa, and his whole body instantly became lazy. "That...Ms. Qin..."

Qin Yongjun stopped Zhang Lan: "You can continue to call me Yongjun, Ms. Qin, just like I never call you Mr. Zhang."

"Okay, Yongjun." Zhang Lan continued to organize his words: "Do you really want to continue? In fact, it's not necessary. We can be friends." Zhang Lan now deeply regrets his previous behavior. Although when he looked through the posts, he saw many highlights saying that one must be cautious about form and think deeply before doing it, but he was just excited for a moment.And many people have also said it in their posts, straight to straight, same to same.Even if there are more men than women now, remember that the attributes are different and cannot continue. Problems will definitely arise.

"I think it's good. Your parents are very enthusiastic. You are even better. I think you are very reliable. As for other well-matched people, my family doesn't care about me. As long as the old man gets me married, he doesn't care about anything else. No matter." Qin Yongjun waved his hand grandly.

"As for the child, let's just let it happen. If you want it, it's convenient to have an in vitro fertilization now, and besides, you're not that capable. I'll find a girlfriend to help us have the child. Don't worry, I'll pay for all the expenses."

Zhang Lan was speechless, feeling somewhat regretful for his behavior last night.But after thinking about it, I felt more relaxed.This world is not afraid of being used by others, it is afraid that no one will take advantage of it.If you are strong enough, all you see are smiling faces.

Zhang Lan got up and walked to the bedroom. When he reappeared, he was holding a box of silver needles in his hand. Looking at the silver needles in Zhang Lan's hand, Qin Yongjun was a little frightened: "Zhang Lan, what are you doing with the silver needles? I said there is no need for acupuncture." .”

"Your ankle was accidentally twisted yesterday. The recovery was just a forced return to normal. The congestion is still on your ankle and has not dissipated. I can just prick it lightly with acupuncture. It won't hurt." Zhang Lan explained.

Under Qin Yongjun's suspicious eyes, Zhang Lan asked him to put his feet on the sofa next to him. Then the needle light flashed. When Zhang Lan pulled out the needle, the faint black color on Qin Yongjun's ankle had disappeared.Watching Zhang Lan take out the needle, Qin Yongjun couldn't help but reach out and touch the area where the acupuncture was just done: "Zhang Lan, your acupuncture is really good. Why don't you go to a doctor?"

"It's not that easy to do research. Just take care of yourself." Zhang Lan put the removed needle into the alcohol glass on the window sill and covered it with a lid.

"I said, why did you stop seeing others after seeing them a few times? So that's how it is." Qin Yongjun said smoothly, and suddenly smiled awkwardly at Zhang Lan as if he realized something.

"It's okay, I'm just being investigated by you. I know." Zhang Lan put away the remaining silver needles, turned around and sat on the other side of the sofa.

"How did you know?" Qin Yongjun asked curiously, regardless of the embarrassment.

"I'm not a fool. I knew it when you came back with me this morning. Most people should have broken up yesterday. Even if they should get together and break up today, why would they follow me home?" Zhang Lan He reached for an apple and took a bite.

"Do not you mind?"

"Why should I mind?" Zhang Lan asked with a smile.

(End of this chapter)