Face blind
Lin Jin rolled his eyes. If Liu Shengqi was face-blind, he wouldn’t pester him like this. Although face-blindness may also recognize him as a girl, if he is face-blind, Lin Jin’s eyes are no different from those of other women. Then how can he have nothing to do to pester a man who is no different from his girl?
Glancing at the pear beside her, pear looked very frustrated at this time. She said to Lin Jin with a full face of grievances and a wrinkled nose, "Ask him who he likes."
"What?" Lin Jin one leng prevaricated immediately turned his eyes to one side.
Wouldn’t Liu Shengqi just say that he likes me if he asked out?
"quick question"
"Well," Lin Jinnai shrugged and then continued to ask the mobile phone, "Who do you like? What type do you like? "
Liu Shengji asked Lin Jin a little stupid. In theory, Lin Jin should know that he likes Lin Jin, but he asked again.
I seem to have heard a female voice just now …
It’s not Yuli, is it?
Is it difficult for Lin Jin to ask him everything is inspired by the pear? If so, then say that Yuli likes him?
Liu Shengji is not stupid, and he didn’t depress the bass when he spoke just now. He sent the female voice the first time after hearing it. It was Lin Jin’s mother’s idea.
Because he doesn’t know that Lin Jin’s mother is back yet.
"I like …" His face was tangled into a ball.
If you like Lin Jin, then you are good friends with Lin Jin. Will Yuli break with Lin Jin? I heard that my sisters are particularly jealous.
"I prefer the virtuous kind, which is better to be cheerful and then more lovable." Liu Shengqi directly ignored Lin Jin’s first question. He kept thinking about words that had nothing to do with Yuli. "It’s best not to like reading because I don’t have any culture. It’s best to wear high heels when I’m 6 to 1.5 meters tall."
Well, then we can completely rule out the pear, right? Liu Sheng, suddenly feel than wit.
After listening to it, Lin Jin turned to look at the pear. What Liu Shengqi said has nothing to do with pear. At most, it has a cheerful personality. It has something to do with being virtuous and lovable. I don’t like reading one meter six …
Well, if you let me go, I can meet both short and dislike reading.
Pear with a heavy sigh, she got up and turned to the door and left Lin Jingu.
So Lin Jin hung up without saying hello to Liu Shengji, and his expression was not natural. He looked at Lynne who had been watching the play.
"I don’t like it, but I can’t help it." Lynne shrugged. He could see that Lin Jin was in a bad mood. "Liu Shengji didn’t like it, so they couldn’t help it."
Lin Jin looked at the coffee table and took a deep breath. If not, he would definitely agree with Li and Liu Shengji with both hands and feet.
However, there is no if.
"Forget it, I’m going to make lunch." Jin got up with a sigh and walked towards the kitchen.
I finished it this time, but I was not happy at all.
No matter in terms of rewards or results …
What do you mean by a mini bomb?
However, the punishment for failure made Lin Jin feel acceptable.
"Do you want help?" Lynne walked to the front of the kitchen and asked Lin Jin, who was dealing with cabbage in the kitchen, "What can I do for you?"
"You will cut your hand" glanced at Lynne Lin Jin and casually said, "Look at your thick hand. If it is cut, it will be a big piece of meat."
Lynne looked down at his stubby fingers, which were a little thicker than Lin Jin’s, but why should he be such a strong man with long hands?
"Help me wash the dishes." Lin Jin cut the dishes and piled them in a bowl. He looked up at Lynne. "Don’t talk to Yuli again today."
"En"
Chapter 245 242 Before the party
Last night, when my parents came home, it was already past seven o’clock. I had eaten Lin Jin’s cooking dinner and took a bus to the countryside in a hurry the next morning.
Dad has a bitter gourd face, Lynne is still sleepy, and Lin Jin is full of chatting with his mother. He is excited to see many friends he hasn’t seen for a long time today.
Every year, my grandfather’s family holds a party around the third day of the Spring Festival. The party will let all my grandfather’s children and his relatives get together at his house and usually sit at three tables.
In the past, a group of married women served as chefs at every Spring Festival party, but in recent years, the party moved to a food stall one kilometer away from my grandfather’s house.
It won’t take long for Lin Jin’s family to come to my grandfather’s house. Today, my grandfather’s house is much more lively than before. Three or four kids are running around. A group of middle-aged women are sitting at a big round table, chatting and eating local fish balls, and two or three young girls around the age of 20 are sitting around and playing mobile phones.
"Wu Juan is back?"
Generally speaking, people don’t speak Mandarin at parties. After all, all the relatives here are from the same town. Speaking dialects will make them feel more friendly.
It was a woman in her thirties who cut a watermelon. She ran excitedly to hold her mother’s hand, and then her warm face turned cold.
"What are you doing here?" She looked at her father behind her mother with malice.
Mom and dad, this relative, is an academic gambler, although it is true, so they don’t like dad very much.
"Let’s go in and chat." Mom dragged her to the round table and looked back at Dad.
As soon as my father saw the expression of eyes, he immediately took out Chinese cigarettes from his pocket and began to bow and scrape at those middle-aged men, looking like a dog’s leg.
After all, remarriage may require the consent of these mothers and relatives.
Of course, it’s not that Lin Jin is willing to call these relatives as middle-aged women and middle-aged men, but the problem is, even a few familiar people don’t know what relatives those people are with him.
Lin Jin and Lynne looked at each other blankly and found a chair for everything.
"Lynne is here?" Grandma came out from the back room with two bowls of fish balls. When she saw Lynne, she immediately beamed and came over and handed him the bowl. "Eat fast, eat fast, eat Lin Jin, too."
"En"
Lin Jinxian felt that grandma didn’t seem to be so enthusiastic about him two years ago.
Is it because of her appearance that she has become feminine? But now Lynne’s appearance is particularly pleasing to grandma. For grandma, boys should be tall and strong, not men and women like Lin Jin.
"Wu Juan, are those two Lynne and Lin Jin?" Sitting at the other end of the table, my aunt looked at Lin Jin curiously. "How did Lin Jin become so strong?"
"That’s Lynne." Mom smiled while covering her mouth. "That’s Lin Jin."
"Isn’t it? How is Lin Jin getting more and more handsome? "
Of course, this "handsome" can still be understood as "beautiful" because of its dialect.
Lin Jin sobbed at the corner of his mouth, bowed his head and held a bowl to continue eating fish balls. For him, he had long been psychologically prepared to meet his relatives.
"My family Lin Chen is getting more and more handsome now." My mother showed off her children while covering her mouth. "If he was not a senior in high school, he would have brought me a beautiful girlfriend back."
"Yes, before Lynne was short and thin, he was at least one meter taller than Lin Jin, wasn’t he?"