The dishes are all up, and all the tables are covered with red-tong meat, which looks good enough.

Vegetables were placed in the cart, Jiang looked at the meat of this table, and his eyes were bent.

"I used to eat hot pot and not eat green vegetables, because you come to eat hot pot, that is to eat vegetables, right?"If you want to eat green vegetables, it is better to eat spicy hot, right?It's cheap, and you can eat for a dozen dollars."

Jiang Yan's meat was under a plate, and Wen Qin said that he had eaten hot pot in New York before, but at that time he went to a Chinese restaurant with the family of a Chinese classmate.At that time, the parents of the students ate this meat, feeling with a sense of sacredness, a piece of leakage spoon, cooked one by one to give them a few students, two or three small five people, he remembered very clearly, that time ordered two dishes of meat.

But the taste he likes, although born in New York, but he is really the Chinese stomach.

As long as it’s lunch, he likes it.

He once ate a cake on the streets of New York, which he thought was delicious, but he never ate it again.

Today, I look at Jiang Yin this school, it is really grand and style, and I see that Wenqin's eyes are full of joy.

Jiang Yan whispered, "I used to eat hot pot like this, I don't like a little bit of the tucking, the whole plate down, cooked and then eat, eat, how cool."

The meat can be fished out to eat, and the river said while letting Wenqin speak chopsticks.

"You can eat, soon cooked, people say you can eat in a few seconds, you quickly taste the taste of the material I made you can, if not, change it yourself."

Jiang Yan looked at Wenqing and sat still, and helped him to catch a large chopstick and put it in his bowl.

"Eat fast, the taste of cooking old will also be affected."Jiang said.

Winchin nodded, holding the momentum is to be defeated by food, holding chopsticks began to eat.

Jiang Yan saw him return for more than a year, and the chopsticks made it slippery.

The two people ate hot, which is to let go of the stomach to eat and drink.

“Want to drink?“Coke, beer?”Jiang asked.

Winchin jerked his eyes: “Beer?”

"Oh, you can't drink, you're still a child."Jiang Ying low and low voice, how can you eat hot pot without drinking two sips of beer?It's hard.

Hello to the waiter: "Come a big box of yogurt."

He said, “You can’t drink either, you’re in a special time.”Waiter, I want Coke, ice Coke."

The waiter said, "No ice Coke, the temperature is already very cold."

Jiang smiled at him, and Wen Qin said compromise: "It's okay."

"You have to drink something to get out of the heat."Jiang Yan lamented.

Wen Qin said that he was satisfied with eating, and this way of eating compared with the hot pot in his own memory was very proud.

And this kind of tying, he likes it.

Jiang Yin's magnificence is indeed very different from the other elders of the family and brothers and sisters, although Jiang Yin also has a time, but she came out, she is herself, Wen Qin likes this feeling.

To be honest, he is willing to make friends with such people, and he is willing to live in harmony with her.

“Are we too hungry?Eat it in 40 minutes, or... fish for noodles or potato powder?”Jiang suggested.

Vegetables have been eaten, green vegetables have eaten seven or eight, Jiang Yan has a feeling of not resisting, and everyone is paralyzed.

Wen Qin subconsciously touched his bulging stomach and said, "I'm full."

“I eat too much and don’t want to leave.But you see this shop, if we both eat, not to leave, people may come to drive people, how many people line up in the outside door ah, right?"Jiang spoke out.

Winchin said, “Then we won’t go yet?”

"Sit down, sit down, sister, I'm too strong, I don't want to move."If not, eat some powder, you eat it?”Jiang suggested.

Wenqin said with his eyebrows, Jiang Yan brought a waiter to let people go to Sichuan and North China.

When the snack came up, Wenqin was full of doubts: “This is... potato powder?”

"No, the authentic Chengdu snack, Sichuan North cool powder, you taste it."First, mix, and taste the ingredients...” Jiang Yin whispered.

She ate too much and talked.

Wen Qin looked at her eyes, and then even ate a few bites, the cold powder under the material is very full, Jiang Yan listened to the child eats like baboon powder, how to eat the sound came?

“Did you drink the material below?”Those are all vinegar, soy sauce, fragrant oil, what, you...” so heavy mouth: “Drink two spoonfuls of hot pot soup?”

Wen Qin said that he looked at the bottom of the pot that had stopped boiling, and a thick layer of red oil was mixed with peppers, peppers, onions, octagonal and so on.

Drink?

Shake your head, "It's delicious."

He nodded slowly: “Didn’t you eat enough?”“Would you like to give me another brown sugar?”

Winchin said that he wanted to shake his head, but after hearing something he had not heard, the words of refusal became a question: “Yes... dessert?”

“It’s sweet, but it’s not dessert, I don’t know.You want to eat it as dessert, or can you still eat it?”Jiang Yan asked, "Don't be polite, it's hard to ask you to eat a meal, you have to eat enough."

Winchin shook his head, "I've eaten well, but if I can pack, I'll accept it."

“All right.”Jiang Ying recruited a waiter and ordered a brown sugar to pack.

The two went out one day later, and Jiang Yan stood next to the car for a long time without getting on the car.

Wen Qin said that he had been sitting in the car for a while, but Jiang Yan stood outside and did not call, and did not know what he was doing.

He opened the car window and poked out his head and asked, “Why don’t you get in the car?”

It’s freezing, so you can’t get in the car, why?

He said, “You smell it on you.”

Winchin asked, nodding, “I know, it’s heavy, but do you want to be standing outside all the time?”

Jiang Yinha warmed his hand, "Forget it, it can't be eliminated for a while and a half, or go back first."

He got into the car and took a moment to drive out.

"In our car, if it's well preserved, it won't be gone for a month."Jiang Yi lowered his voice.

This self-pleasing words, Wen Qin did not understand, he almost thought that she wanted to keep this incense.

Why did she stay out so long?

“Do you like the smell or not?”

"Your father has an opinion, he doesn't like us to eat hot pot, think hot pot taste is too big, too heavy taste."Jiang Ying whispered.

He listened carefully, "He tastes light."

“Yes, he tastes so light that he misses too much food.Hey, but you're close to me, and we'll make an appointment."Jiang laughed in a low voice.

He said, and suddenly he didn't know what the hell was going on.

She took him out alone to eat, didn’t she just want to talk to him?

But now they are all back, and the expected conversation has not yet begun, and Wen Qin is a little restless.

The road is becoming more and more familiar, Wen Qin said that he knows that he is going to home, and he can't help but ask, "Well, do you have anything to say to me?"

“What do you mean?”Jiang asked lightly.

At the bottom of my heart is laughing: small, it is a child, I can't be angry.

She always believed that the inner world of children is simple and clean and kind.

So, since they are together, some things are forgiven.

Everyone makes mistakes, adults know a lot of truths, can control their emotions, and still make mistakes, so why can't you forgive a child?

In fact, his heart is yearning for warmth, from his usual words, he can know from his usual words, he was not happy since he was young.

Wen Qin said in silence for a moment and asked Jiang: “Do you want to buy me and let me recognize you as a mother?”

"It's your business, and I have no right to interfere with you."Jiang Yan laughed, “Actually, I prefer to be friends with you, and I don’t want to be your elders.”

Wen Qin slowly raised his eyes from the rearview mirror to Jiang Yin's eyes.

Jiang smiled, she said: "Qin said, I hope you have your own ideas, have your own persistence."I don’t agree with your father and grandmother.In fact, I am not so terrible, I want to correct the point is that it is not that you recognize me as a mother, you can live in the family, but it is up to you.Do you really want to live with us at home?Are you really happy with us?If you want, live here.My request is only one thing, as long as you live in peace with Sheng and Xi.You are your father’s child, and Hexi is your father’s child.If you are willing to live in peace with your classmates, friends, and children of other elders in your family, why can't you make peace with your father's children?You and Xi, you have the same blood, do you know what Chinese blood means to be thicker than water?”

Warmly listen carefully, Jiang Yan said this, into his heart.

He can be friends with classmates who have no blood and have nothing to do with himself, why can't he accept children from his father?

What he thought before was now becoming clear.

Father and mother, not as he thought, and the mother, is not abandoned by the father, not because of this woman's intervention, resulting in the mother exiled to other countries.

Many of his own truths have taken root in his heart, and now even if he knows the so-called truth, not only the words of his parents, but also the Wen parents, are almost the same as restoring the facts to him.He was well aware of his misunderstanding of Jiang, and he knew that his tragedy with his mother had nothing to do with the people here.

However...

From a young age, from the beginning of his memory, he was used to using the woman around his father as the imaginary worst enemy.

Now to shake hands, where is it so easy to do?

Treating her as an enemy has become a habit.If it is a habit, where can it be changed so easily?

He lay his head in the words, not saying a word.

Jiang smiled faintly, not to say that she could understand this child, she could only look at these things from his perspective as much as possible.

"Qin said, I don't ask you anything else, you don't want to recognize another woman as a mother, I support you."I would rather be friends with you, come back from before you, and that was the purpose at first.Then suddenly your father had an extra son, and I still have a son.He had never been married before, but he had a son of yours.No matter who it is, it is unacceptable.But then I thought, even if it is not you, if he is willing to raise an extra child at home, or adopt, or adopt, or adopt, I can accept, then why don't I accept a child who is related to my husband?If you can make peace with your brother, of course I can accept you."