People born in the 80s became relocated households

Chapter 163 Not willing

Jiang Shuya laughed twice;

"I'm sorry, I'm not considering this for now. I think dating is one thing, and getting married is another. You know, I've been through it once, so I'd better not try it lightly."

I wanted him to see the reality, so I had to remind him.

Lin Moxiao sat beside her and asked nonchalantly with his head tilted;

"You mean, you just want to be a gangster with me and don't care about the future."

Jiang Shuya: Isn't this what I should think? How come this scoundrel said it out loud? Haha, we really are in sync with each other.

"Well, you may not know me well enough yet. When you get to know me better, we can discuss it in detail. But you have to promise me one thing: go with me to the Plum Garden to meet my grandparents tomorrow."

Lin Moxiao said as he looked at the time on his wrist, then added;

"After we go to the supermarket, come with me to Yushan Apartment. You can read any book in my study. It's quiet there. Don't go to the bookstore. It's too noisy. It's a good opportunity to try my cooking skills."

"Wait, I don't think it's appropriate to meet your grandparents." Jiang Shuya retorted

Lin Moxiao was surprised;

"What's inappropriate? I've waited too long for this day. Just tomorrow. Be obedient."

Jiang Shuya continued to refute;

"It's too hasty. It's really not okay. I haven't considered this aspect yet. Please understand me."

She tried to be as tactful as possible, not wanting to hurt his sincerity directly.

Lin Moxiao frowned upon hearing this, and his mood became melancholy;

"You can wait, but I'm afraid grandma can't wait. She has been seriously ill in recent years, and the most senior experts in Jinling are powerless. I want to make her happy and divert her mental worries. I promised her before that I would bring her the person I care about most."

After hearing this, Lin Moxiao felt even more depressed, and the air became more solemn. The two looked at each other calmly, and the enthusiastic waiter brought up two pasta sets. Jiang Shuya looked at the colorful and uniquely shaped fresh delicacies and suddenly felt unable to swallow them.

Lin Moxiao put on gloves, peeled the shrimp in front of him, and brought it to Jiang Shuya, saying in a gentle voice;

"If you really don't want to go, I won't force you."

Seeing him lower his head, no longer talking, and eating the food in front of him seriously, the way he ate was elegant and gentle, chewing slowly and calmly, which was very nice to look at. At this moment, Jiang Shuya softened her heart, but still felt it was too incredible, so she asked tentatively;

"Can I go visit your grandmother as a friend, just an ordinary relationship? Can you please not tell her that you admire me?"

After saying this, she regretted it again, because there is no such thing as a pure close friendship between a man and a woman, especially for people of his grandmother's generation, how could they not think in that direction?

"No, you are the one I have been thinking about for five years. Only when she sees you and approves of you can I have you with peace of mind." Lin Moxiao's tone was calm and serious.

Jiang Shuya: What kind of thinking logic is this? It is totally unheard of and the terminology is weird.

She stopped talking and imitated Lin Moxiao's elegant and calm eating posture, enjoying the food in small bites. During the meal, the two of them were silent for a long time and no one spoke.

Although the food was expensive, the portions were not large, and Jiang Shuya finished it for the first time. The two of them stood up tacitly, and the waiter handed a card with a receipt to Lin Moxiao, saying skillful farewell words with a bright smile on his face.

Lin Moxiao still hugged Jiang Shuya tightly, feeling his irresistible oppression, and huddled tightly in his arms, as if she was about to be crushed by him.

They soon arrived at a boutique supermarket. On the shelves in the imported area, Lin Moxiao carefully looked for the seasonings he needed among the bottles and jars.

Jiang Shuya selected the daily necessities she needed, only picking two of each and placing them in the cart. Lin Moxiao saw that all the girls' supplies were pink in color and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Shuya looked at him suspiciously;

"What's the matter? Is it too much? It's a bit inappropriate."

"No, very good, these are mine?" Lin Moxiao looked at the other part which was all blue, and his brows relaxed.

Jiang Shuya nodded at him, curiously looking at the bottles and jars he selected, and did not forget to praise him;

"It's amazing that you can cook. Did your grandpa teach you?"

"I'm not very good at it, but I can learn it. You don't know how to do it?" Lin Moxiao asked.

Jiang Shuya shook her head;

"I don't know how to cook, but I don't want to learn. I have a natural aversion to cooking and I'm afraid of the fumes."

Maybe most men cannot accept that a woman cannot cook. Thinking back to how much he cared about Huang Minghao in the past, he did not change for him until their divorce, even though he once warned himself that if he wanted to win a man's heart, he had to control his stomach.

These reasons obviously don't apply to Jiang Shuya. No one can convince her to change the things she rejects in her bones.

Memories slowly emerged on Lin Moxiao's face;

"My mother can't cook either. From childhood to adulthood, I have only eaten sandwiches made by her, because they are simple and easy to make. She has mastered it, but she doesn't know how to adapt and can only make sandwiches with one taste.

But I still miss the two sandwiches with eggs and ham, sometimes with a few vegetable leaves. Every time she finished, as long as the bread was not burnt, she would dance with joy. ''

Hearing him say this, Jiang Shuya's eyes lit up. She happened to see sandwich slices for sale in the supermarket's bread section, so she went up to get a bag, then walked to the deli counter, picked out a bag of ham, put it in the shopping cart, and looked up at him;

"I know how to make this. Do you have eggs at home? Would you like to buy some?"

Lin Moxiao looked at her lovingly;

"Then I will have a treat tomorrow morning, I can eat a sandwich made by you."

As if she was awakened by him, Jiang Shuya slapped her forehead in annoyance;

I'm really confused. What is she planning to do after buying daily necessities? Is she going to live with him? Why is she so impatient to come out of Xixia Village and throw herself into the arms of another man?

With a look of shame on her face, she was almost led astray by this man. She was about to reach out to take the things out, but was stopped by Lin Moxiao.

He walked quickly to her side, put his arms around her slender waist, and whispered in her ear;

"Stay at my place today and let me be a happy man for once. Don't worry, I won't touch you without your permission. I'll cook for you at noon and you'll cook for me tomorrow morning. It's a courtesy, okay?"

Jiang Shuya's face turned red all the way to her neck, and Lin Moxiao tilted his head at the crook of her neck, staring at her expression with his narrow eyes, not wanting to miss any subtle changes.