It was just after five o'clock, and those who normally went to work had not returned yet, so Yang Jingxing had to wander around Pugang No. 2 Village to find a place to park. He Peiyuan was not worried. The problem would be solved when she got a car. Now she was being exploited by many people outside.

If there is a gap, the community will be strictly managed after a while, and Yang Jingxing's car will not be able to enter.

The community occupies a much larger area than the International Famous Garden. In fact, it has less than 400 households. It is said that one-third of them are now tenants. Most of the tenants have no need for parking. And many of the old residents are residents.

Most elderly people like grandma and others don't drive, so Yang Jingxing doesn't have to worry about changing houses for his elders, and they live quite comfortably.

He Peiyuan also attacked: "Even if we... are like Wang Rui, Lao Bi and others, my mother will not want you."

Yang Jingxing understood: "If you don't want mine, don't want it. You can have yours."

"I didn't." He Peiyuan seemed to know what the scoundrel was going to say: "Unless I earned it through the labor of my own hands!" She showed her weak little hands.

Yang Jingxing hummed: "...I know."

He Peiyuan glanced at her with disdain and raised her voice: "What? Stop looking for it here. Stop halfway up and do it like this."

Yang Jingxing played the square until his expression twisted: "It means that if my parents have this need, you won't help me even if you have the ability, right!? I have to do it with my own hands."

"It's different!" He Peiyuan screamed and showed her momentum first, but this argument was more difficult to think of...

Yang Jingxing must have been furious. He didn't even look afraid and continued to be angry: "It's just that you have no obligation to help me be filial to my parents and say ugly things first..."

He said he was happy, but the price was heavy, and Yang Jingxing didn't really have any backbone. He followed his girlfriend upstairs and wanted to follow her in, but He Peiyuan closed the door faster.

With both hands carrying things, Yang Jingxing could only press his knees against the door to leave a glimmer of hope, and saw the straw: "Brother Kai, Brother Kai."

"What are you doing! What's wrong?" Li Shunkai's voice was quite nervous: "What are you doing?"

Although Li Shunkai disobeyed and helped close the door, he did not dare to do anything to his cousin. He Weidong, who came over after hearing the sound, laughed and resolved the confrontation first.

Fan Yali, who was wearing this apron, was not slow to show up, but she didn't know how to soften her words: "Xiaoyuan, don't be ridiculous!" Her tone was harsh.

"He bullied me!" He Peiyuan stamped her feet and said it more clearly: "He kidnapped me morally!"

Yang Jingxing smiled apologetically and changed the subject to cover up the conflict: "I didn't see Brother Kai's car."

"It was sent to be repainted after a while." Li Shunkai was really a little worried, and his cousin was still angry. He reached out to pick up the things first: "Bring so much."

Yang Jingxing still had something to say: "Yuanyuan bought it."

He Weidong explained: "Shunkai came here to deliver something."

Yang Jingxing was sensible: "Where are aunt and the others?"

Fan Yali smiled softly: "If you don't come, please go back to Shunkai. Grandma is over there."

Yang Jingxing felt sorry for himself: "Have we all been together before?"

No matter what, cooking for a dozen people is not an easy task. He Weidong is afraid when he thinks about it. Once or twice a year is enough. Li Shunkai sympathizes with Yang Jingxing because it is rare for him to eat home-cooked food. Now he feels that it is still

The food at home is the best...

The grievances and annoyance in the little eyes next to him who had been bullied and kidnapped were actually ignored, and then they suddenly turned into wide-eyed eyes. He forcefully snatched a bag from his cousin's hand and threw it towards the rogue's chest:

"Take it, I don't want it from you."

A bottle of wine almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Yang Jingxing had quick eyesight and quick hands. Li Shunkai seemed to have researched: "Chambertin is a good wine."

Fan Yali tried to smile at her angry daughter again: "Who provoked you?"

Yang Jingxing was still aggrieved: "If you can't be reasonable, you will lose your temper."

"I can't explain it?" He Peiyuan was wronged: "It's obviously you who is unreasonable!"

Fan Yali smiled at Yang Jingxing again and asked her daughter seriously: "What do you mean?" It seemed that she wanted to be fair.

Yang Jingxing seemed to have found a supporter and was about to approach his elders: "I say men and women are equal..."

"How dare you!" He Peiyuan scolded the rogue with her index finger raised.

"You can't do this!" Fan Yali became serious and slapped her daughter's arm to pull it off.

He Weidong chuckled: "Come in and sit down."

Li Shunkai also laughed at Yang Jingxing: "I have the same temper as Li Diya."

As if her embarrassment was taken for granted, He Peiyuan became even more angry. She threw up her arms and stamped her feet in strange ritual steps to occupy the sofa first.

Yang Jingxing was not in a hurry: "Brother Kai, just eat here, I haven't thanked you yet."

The girl on the sofa laughed angrily: "Where's your house?"

He Weidong probably wasn't targeting his daughter: "You two have a drink and talk to your dad."

But Li Shunkai simply shook his head: "Go back, not today, but next time. When I leave, I have to call again."

Yang Jingxing quickly said: "Get a bottle of wine..."

Under He Peiyuan's cold eyes and snoring and the elder's non-interference, Li Shunkai accepted the wine after a few careful words of refusal. He looked at the label, touched the bottle and looked at the bottom of the bottle, and showed off to his aunt: "More than ten thousand."

Fan Yali seemed to be laughing: "What dishes should it go with?"

He Peiyuan seemed to have lost her temper again: "Who gave that bottle?"

Yang Jingxing pretended: "I don't remember, but I still like white wine and rice wine."

He Peiyuan rolled her eyes again and let out a small cry.

Li Shunkai wanted to look at what was in the bag: "What's that bottle?" It's the same.

He Weidong reminded his wife: "You are in the pot."

Fan Yali seemed to also roll her eyes: "It's not popular."

Li Shunkai remembered: "Next time I sell cards to get more points. The more points, the better the deal. You can take 100,000 and he can take 99,000, but it won't be short of those few points."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Not that much..."

He Peiyuan solemnly explained: "There are only so many for a few years."

Li Shunkai was unhappy: "I'm not stupid, can I tell outsiders this?"

Fan Yali simply said: "Shunkai is right here.

Eat, you guys are easy to talk to!"

"No, I have to leave..."

The scoundrel was shameless, and even when he saw off the guests, He Weidong could only remind his nephew to hold on to the wine. Li Shunkai took a step back after turning the corner of the corridor, glanced up, and waved mysteriously to Yang Jingxing.

He Weidong had already gone back to comfort his daughter. Yang Jingxing quickly went downstairs: "What's the matter?"

Li Shunkai also signaled to hide for a moment before speaking: "Has Xiaoyuan's license plate been processed?"

It's not a shameful thing, Yang Jingxing said calmly: "It should be soon, the procedure is a bit troublesome."

"I know." Li Shunkai nodded: "But it doesn't matter if you made a little loss. When buying a car, you should listen to them first. I know my aunt very well. She is stubborn. Don't argue with them. Listen to them first.

Sooner or later I have to listen to you, and when the time comes, you can have a BMW, a Mercedes-Benz or a Porsche as you wish."

It makes sense. Yang Jingxing nodded: "Okay, thank you, Brother Kai."

Li Shunkai is not an honest person who likes to be polite. He explains that it’s not that he doesn’t want to drink with Yang Jingxing, but that the older generation has outdated ideas: “The first time I drank too much, my aunt scolded me for half a month, and it was even worse when there was a news broadcast.

I still don’t understand you and have no concept of equality.”

Yang Jingxing didn't mind either: "I'll have to find some time, I'm a little busy this time."

Li Shunkai nodded understandingly: "I can do it at any time..."

Now it feels like going home. Yang Jingxing closed the door when he entered the house, and there was no one in the living room. He Peiyuan poked her head into her room and asked loudly: "What did you say?"

"Nothing." Yang Jingxing casually wanted to enter the room: "Let's see the results."

He Weidong shouted in the kitchen: "Let's have dinner later and watch some TV."

"Not hungry yet." Yang Jingxing refused to watch TV: "I'll watch Yuanyuan's..."

"Wash your hands." He Peiyuan took an unopened towel, still looking unhappy.

The bathroom is separated from dry and wet areas. If it is narrow, the partition cannot be pushed horizontally. When it is pulled out, it can only be opened halfway and is blocked by the washing machine. It is really unreasonable for this house to have such a large living room.

The toilet was opposite the shower head, and Yang Jingxing knew how to open the door again, but He Peiyuan was so bold that she acted like a gangster to see what was going on and even wanted to grab a handful.

Washing hands alone is not enough, so Yang Jingxing cherishes the opportunity and washes his face. He Peiyuan was shocked, should you just use the towel without washing it? Or wipe your face! Wash it again!

After washing, He Peiyuan wanted to dry the towels on the balcony and had to pass by the elders' room. Yang Jingxing stopped following and went to the kitchen door to ask for help: "Thank you for your hard work, aunt."

He Weidong, who was standing there, said modestly: "It's nothing, it's simple."

Fan Yali warned: "Don't come over, the range hood is not very easy to use." The steamer or soup pot was steaming, the oil in the wok was sizzling, and the not-so-large stove was crowded with plates of meat and vegetables.

Pork ribs, shrimps, shredded pork, squid, tofu, lettuce, green vegetables, green onions and ginger. This is real cooking. Young people are just playing house.

"Xiaoyuan?" He Weidong's voice overwhelmed the range hood: "Are you still losing your temper?"

He Peiyuan showed up: "I'm full!"

The young man could also tell that it would take some time to get food on the table, and his parents did not protect him, so He Peiyuan gave up on herself and lured the wolf into the house, but she didn't do anything extraordinary. Yang Jingxing only wanted to read the book.

This computer was bought by He Peiyuan when she was in high school. After many years of getting along with her, she has become very familiar with it. It takes two or three minutes to boot up. A photo of her wearing a bachelor's uniform and her parents in front of the He Luting Concert Hall appears. She waits for another minute after the desktop to listen to the sound.

It's ready to use.
To be continued...