Witch, Open Your Eyes

When Fang Jin and Jiang Jie came, Li Sinian was in the kitchen removing crab roe.

Around the Mid-Autumn Festival, it was the time to eat crabs. Li Sinian was an American. He almost never eats fresh seafood before, but now he is a Chinese uncle, awkwardly holding small scissors and cutting crab legs in the kitchen.

When the doorbell rang, Li Sinian sighed helplessly as he opened the door, "I told you how many times I went out and brought the key with the key..."

He was stunned.

A pair of middle-aged men stood outside the door carrying a bag of crabs and a bag of gorgon water chestnuts. The man’s eyebrows and eyes were a replica of Fang Daichuan. The face was more square than Fang Daichuan. The woman had a straight nose under the nose. They are diamond-shaped pale lips.

Li Sinian was stupid.

He hurriedly let go of the entrance hall, stretched out his hand, and felt that something was wrong, there was still crab roe on his hand.

"Hello, uncles and aunts... Come in quickly, me, I'm Chuan'er's friend, come and play for a few days." He was a little confused, and his right index finger began to tremble again, trembling more than when it rained.

He washed his hands in the kitchen and poured two cups of tea.

"Are you a friend in his company, and also a star?" Fang Jin followed him into the kitchen and put the crab and gorgon on the cooking table.Fang Daichuan’s grandmother is from Jiangsu, so she loves this bite, and the whole family likes it. She asks someone to buy it every fall.

Li Sinian helped to soak the crabs in the water and replied: "No, my undergraduate director, I met Chuan'er by accident and wanted to cast him into a role."

"That's good, that's good," Fang Jin said with a smile, "That's Chuan'er's leader, how can you let you stay at home and tidy up crabs? Chuan'er is too naive! I'll call him when he comes back."

Li Sinian smiled: "It doesn't matter, we are friends."

Jiang Jie sat in the living room for a while, always feeling something was wrong.

Out of a female instinct, and mother's natural understanding of her son, she stood up, walked around and looked at her son's apartment.

The living room was spotlessly clean, the curtains were replaced with thick dark gray linen, a few bottles of wine were placed on the Bogu shelf, and there was a movable bookshelf in the corner of the room. The books Fang Daichuan threw at random were all neatly sized.Who knows who gave birth to a son? He can’t do that even after killing Fang Daichuan. It’s not that he doesn’t like clean and sloppy. He can clean up the room, but it’s so clean that it’s “tidy” or even “meticulous”. It can be explained, at least in the late stage of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

There is also a strange cat in the corner of the living room, as if someone broke into the chassis for no reason, watching her warily.The cat is not too young, it looks like it is one year old, and it doesn't look like it has just been adopted.

Jiang Jie saw Li Sinian and Fang Jin chatting in the kitchen and sneaked into his son's bedroom.

The original dark blue bed sheets and duvet covers were changed to dark gray, and the two beige striped pillows were stacked chaotically, making the quilt messy.

The window was open and some cool wind blew in. There were two mugs on the bedside table, one black and one white, and the alarm clock was scattered with unpacked condoms.

Jiang Jie's heart sank hard.

She hesitated for three seconds before opening the bathroom door.

There are two electric toothbrushes standing on the toothbrush holder, and a pair of towels.If these are not enough to prove anything, you can comfort your son and have a girlfriend. The two razors on the corner of the sink really gave Jiang Jie a fatal blow.

Her eyes are a little hot.

"Huh? Someone is here?" Fang Daichuan came in from outside and saw two pairs of shoes at the door.

Jiang Jie lowered her head and wiped her eyes, walked out, pretending that nothing happened: "We are here."

She didn't miss the moment of panic in her son's eyes. Those eyes almost shattered all of her psychological development. After calming down, she smiled and said, "Your uncle sent you some crabs and Gorgon, still tender. , You eat while the shell is wet, don't let it dry, you will be old."

Fang Daichuan swallowed his Adam’s apple, and thought he carefully glanced into the kitchen. Seeing that there was no clue, he stepped down a little, and took his mother to sit on the sofa: "Oh mom, look at you, you won’t come. I’ll make a call, what if I’m not at home?"

Jiang Jie turned his face away: "I have the key. You can put things down when you are not at home and we will leave. You haven't done shameful things. Do you want to close the door and carry people behind?" she said. After all, I didn't restrain myself, the ending sounded a little, and there was a little bit of crying.

Li Sinian flicked the crab's finger, and the scissors stuck in his index finger.

Fang Jin didn't hear what the outside wife was talking about. They were chatting with Li Sinian. He looked at Li Sinian with a clumsy smile: "You are not proficient in crabbing, and you have to practice."

Li Sinian nodded hurriedly and said, "What you said is that I will practice for a few years."

"Taste my craft at noon!" Father Fang said triumphantly, "I have been cooking for many years. You still have to practice. For men, you have to cook and live together. There must be someone who can cook. The housework will be cleaned up, or else it won’t turn the sky upside down."

Father skillfully stirred the egg white and egg yolk separately, poured white vinegar and ground ginger, and beat them quickly, while sighing: "Chuan'er was spoiled by his grandfather and can't do anything. Alas."

Li Sinian cautiously tentatively said: "Stupid people have stupid blessings. Maybe Chuan'er will marry a wife, so he can just cook."

"Hey," Father Fang snorted, "There is only one family right now, and the little girls have been hurt by their parents since they were young, so they can cook less."

Li Sinian bowed his head and broke the crab legs: "If you like him, you are willing to learn for him."

Outside, Fang Daichuan took his mother to the study and closed the door.

"Mom," Fang Daichuan lowered his head and thought for a long time, "do you know something?"

Jiang Jie's tears came down all of a sudden. She covered her mouth in a low voice, pressing her forehead against Fang Daichuan's chest: "What's the matter with you? I remember you didn't have this problem before!"

Fang Daichuan hesitated to take his mother's shoulders: "In fact, it has been there for a long time, and there are signs of it when I was young."

"Is it because of my mother?" Jiang Jie raised her face and looked up at her son's face. "When you saw your mother when you were young, your mother always wore a police uniform and danced with knives and guns. It's carefree. Does it have something to do with this?"

Fang Daichuan laughed: "Where and where are all this! My mother! No, it has nothing to do with you. I was born purely, so don't think about it."

Jiang Jie cried out: "You were born to me, how can you have nothing to do with me!"

Fang Daichuan pulled a paper towel, took his mother's face, and wiped it dry for her: "Mom, I was born to you, and you are my closest relative. I don't want to keep it from you. He is Li Sinian."

Jiang Jie closed her eyes.

"He had a very hard life. Dad died early since he was a child. Mom and grandpa are not good things. They have never enjoyed family fun. Unlike ordinary coming out, he may not be good at dealing with you. I’ve never dared to confess to you.” Fang Daichuan hugged his mother gently and looked at the white hair on her head. His eyes became sour. “But I want to get your blessings. I love you and love. he."

His lines are very good, and when he says the word "love", it is clear and concise, leaving Jiang Jie speechless.

"Don't you want to bless you," Jiang Jie sorted out her emotions and sniffed. "Mom is scared. Mom can't stay with you forever. You don't have the guarantee of marriage. Can you go long? How do people outside think about you? Your job is... everything is under the spotlight. Mom is scared."

Fang Daichuan smiled and looked at his mother with the same eyes as his father: "As long as you don't object, no matter how big the wind and waves outside, I won't be able to crush me. I am the son of Jiang Jie, the police king."

During the meal, Jiang Jie was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic and said nothing. On the surface, Li Sinian was chatting and laughing with Father Fang, his shirt was soaked with sweat on the back.

The eyes of him and Jiang Jie met inadvertently at the dinner table. The sadness and panic of a mother, pleading and entrusting, made Li Sinian unsteady holding his chopsticks.

"What's wrong with you today?" Fang Jin smiled and picked up a chopstick dish for his wife. "What I did is not to your liking?"

Jiang Jie looked at the dog's eyes that his son had prayed for, and then at the sincere Li Sinian. She shook her head slightly, took a chopsticks dish and gently placed it in the Li Sinian bowl, and whispered, "You eat more."

Li Sinian's eyes reddened, and the chopsticks came out instantly.

Fang Daichuan slumped on the sofa after sending his parents away, holding Beta's ears and smiling: "It scares me to death."

Li Sinian sat aside and poured himself a glass of wine: "I was so scared to death." His fingers trembled badly.

Fang Daichuan remembered that report, Li Sinian was addicted to drugs and moderately depressed, and he had addiction when he was nervous.It's fine when he doesn't know. Since he knows, he can't watch Li Sinian addiction to alcohol and drugs.

He snatched the wine glass and drank it with his head up.

Li Sinian stared at him in surprise.

"You are not allowed to be addicted to alcohol or drugs in the future," Fang Daichuan's wine-scented lips touched Li Sinian's lips lightly and smiled, "You can only have sex addiction."

He said, unbuttoning Li Sinian's shirt collar: "Think of me when I'm nervous, and see if Brother Chuaner has to break it back for you."

Li Siyoung laughed and kissed him, grabbing the fragrance of the drinking liquid from his throat.

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Thank you for your company and support all the way!

The remaining extras will be finished exclusively over there, but it has nothing to do with the main text and does not affect everyone's reading experience.

The original inspiration and insight of the book of The Witch was "The Star Detective". Six months ago, I saw the case of "Crazy Tulip", and it was a crazy call for the star detective!The case-by-case mode of that case was the prototype of the witch's initial inspiration.Amway solemnly to everyone here!It's a pity that the third season has not been released yet, and it is also very sad.When I was in college, I liked killing the werewolves. When I was writing in the first half of the writing, I was crazy about watching the werewolf killing programs. It may be a bit too deeply affected. Some dramas have affected the reading experience of some readers. I'm sorry to everyone, this author, compare Wayward hhh.

There is a classic "No Survival" that pays tribute to grandma, everyone can definitely see it.There are some Nabokov and Hrabar citations, so they are not annotated one by one.

The translation of the two English songs was done by myself, not an English major. I referred to the translation of NetEase Cloud. There may be some errors in the translation. Please bear with me~

In short, thank you everyone for your company all the way. Brother Chuan'er and Brother Nian went to their little days without shame.All new adventures will be included when going out.

Finally, Amway visits the little meat pie shop next door, "Teaching Gentleman", is already very fat, welcome everyone to jump.

Love you guys.It will be my supreme glory to bring you even the slightest touch and love.

See you in the next story~

At the end, "open your eyes"!Open your eyes!Open your eyes!

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