An Unhappy Sunday

On Sunday, Jiang Fan planned to take a complete day off and rest, but unfortunately, he was woken up in the morning by the arrival of Li Jiawei and Tu Kun, who brought a rich breakfast and snacks for the day. Jiang Fan, wearing his pajamas, squatted on the stairs and looked at the two children helplessly.

"Don't you two have to go to cram school? Stop making noise! Your Tang sister is still sleeping. If you wake her up, she'll chase you out."

As he spoke, Li Jiawei took out a cup of hot soybean milk from under the sofa cushion and handed it to Jiang Fan. Drinking the soybean milk, Jiang Fan walked downstairs and leaned on the sofa, looking at Li Jiawei. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"How did you two get in?"

"The door was open!"

Tu Kun looked innocent. If the key hadn't been on the table, he would have almost fooled Jiang Fan. Jiang Fan nodded and said casually,

"Why is the key still here? I have to put it away."

Tu Kun rushed forward to grab the key on the table, but his smooth forehead was tapped, and he covered it while glaring at Jiang Fan angrily.

"Uncle Jiang, can you stop hitting me!"

Jiang Fan put away the key with a serious face.

"No."

After saying that, he stood up and told the two children to study hard. He was going back to sleep for a while.

When Jiang Fan woke up again, it was already noon. He opened his eyes and saw three people, one adult and two children, sitting in a row on the tatami mat. Tu Kun sat cross-legged and looked up, shouting,

"Uncle Jiang, I'm hungry!"

Li Jiawei immediately followed up,

"Uncle Jiang, I brought some dishes."

When it was Tang Wan's turn, Jiang Fan spoke first.

"What does my niece want to eat?"

Tang Wan's feet landed on Jiang Fan's face, and Tu Kun saw an opportunity for revenge and pounced directly.

At noon, while Jiang Fan was cooking, the two girls and one boy stood in a row outside the kitchen. Jiang Fan's nose was stuffed with paper, and he was angrily cooking with a furious expression. The dishes were brought by Tu Kun: spicy chicken, spicy blood curd, a plate of boiled rape in plain water, and a plate of cucumber mixed with bean jelly.

Jiang Fan poured hot oil over the spicy blood curd, and the pungent smell filled the kitchen. Li Jiawei hurried to open the window in the living room. Tang Wan walked into the kitchen to prepare the tableware for eating, and Tu Kun handed a pair of gloves to Jiang Fan.

"Uncle Jiang, it's hot."

Li Jiawei was busy placing the water he brought on the table. When the four of them sat down to eat, Tang Wan awkwardly put a piece of ham in Jiang Fan's bowl and said,

"Eat more meat."

Li Jiawei poured a glass of beer and placed it before Jiang Fan, whispering,

"Uncle Jiang, it's chilled and can help with the spiciness."

Tu Kun, who had never served anyone, filled a bowl of rice and placed it before Jiang Fan, whispering,

"Uncle Jiang, eat more."

Jiang Fan scanned the three of them with a gloomy face and snorted coldly,

"After the meal, Jiawei, go review your lessons. Tu Kun, do your homework. Tang Wan, you..."

"Jiang Fan, I don't have any homework."

"Then clean up the snacks you've been eating. I just slept through the morning, and you've made the house look like a pigsty? Acting up, one by one. Living in my home, I cook for you, and yet I get beaten up first?"

Bang!

The chopsticks landed on Tu Kun's hand, and the little girl cried out in pain. Jiang Fan frowned and said,

"I don't care what you do at home, but in my home, since you call me Uncle Jiang, I have the right to discipline you. You're not allowed to drink alcohol until you're an adult. There's yogurt in the fridge!"

Tu Kun was instantly furious and opened her mouth to protest, but Li Jiawei quickly stuffed a piece of cooled osmanthus sausage and fish balls into Tu Kun's mouth, then said,

"Don't talk. My mom went back to her hometown and won't be back until tomorrow morning. Your dad isn't coming home tonight too. They won't allow us to stay home alone overnight. If you want a place to sleep, shut up."

Wow, I didn't expect Jiawei to have this ability. He actually managed to tame this unruly little girl, Tu Kun.

After the meal, Li Jiawei didn't rush to review his lessons. He washed the dishes, then wiped the tea table and floor tiles with a cloth, cleaned up the snack bags left by Tang Wan, and only then went to review his lessons. This child is so considerate. Turning to look at Tu Kun, doing homework seemed like going to the gallows for her, frowning and biting the pen.

Tang Wan helped Jiawei review his lessons for a while, which was entirely to repay Li Jiawei for helping her clean up the house. After reviewing for half an hour, Tang Wan went to work, answering phone calls one after another. Jiang Fan, who had nothing to do, stood next to Tu Kun, looking at the clean homework and frowned,

"Is it difficult?"

Tu Kun lifted her head and nodded vigorously.

"It's too difficult."

Jiang Fan picked up the paper and took a look, then said,

"Come on, let me explain it to you. It's not difficult actually."

Jiang Fan spent the whole afternoon explaining questions to Tu Kun. The little girl is very smart but doesn't like studying. When Jiang Fan checked the test paper in the evening, he found that the effect was not bad. Tu Kun, who had been liberated, exclaimed that she wanted to go out for a good meal to reward herself and insisted that Jiang Fan not cook at home.

Tu Kun, this little girl, is also very considerate, but her considerate aspects are somewhat unusual. Tang Wan, who had just finished work, heard that they were going out for dinner and immediately proposed that she would host a barbecue dinner, where they could also drink some sake or beer. The vote was three to one, with Li Jiawei being the only one who disagreed with eating out.

It was a bit chilly in the evening. Tang Wan changed into jeans and knee-high boots, with a white T-shirt on top. After some consideration, she found a brown leather jacket. This instant transformation from a delicate and pretty girl to a biker style was somewhat unacceptable to Jiang Fan.

He reminded her in a low voice that it would be hot, and Tang Wan sneered, saying she would just throw it in the car. At this moment, Tu Kun added,

"Tang sister's body is so straight."

Tang Wan turned around and glared, looking up and down at Tu Kun with a cold smile on her lips.

"Kid!"

Tu Kun instantly turned into a puffed-up river dolphin. Seeing the stance, she was going to compete with Tang Wan, but gave up due to having to look up at Tang Wan. However, the childish Tang Wan didn't give up. She changed into a pair of exactly the same boots with five-centimeter heels, making Tu Kun look even shorter.

As they were walking downstairs, Jiang Fan asked in a low voice,

"Aren't you being childish? Why are you competing with a child?"

Tang Wan swung her loose hair and said in a cold voice with a frown,

"Should I go and compete with Su Qing instead? If you don't mind, I don't mind."

It was unclear whether this "mind" referred to whether he minded Tang Wan being at a disadvantage or whether he minded letting Su Qing come out. Jiang Fan wisely chose to be silent. At this moment, silence might be the right choice. However, Jiang Fan never expected that Su Qing would call just as they got out of the elevator.

Worried about the land issue and yet not daring to reject the call, Jiang Fan took a deep breath as he sat in the driver's seat and pressed the answer button. Before Jiang Fan could even speak, Su Qing's outcry was loud and clear for everyone in the car to hear.

"Jiang Fan, do you want to die? Answering the call earlier would have interrupted your business with Tang Wan? It's not even dark yet."

Tang Wan's face turned dark instantly, and she leaned closer to the phone, shouting in a sweet and sickening voice,

"Dear, who's so rude?"

Jiang Fan felt a chill, and on the other end of the phone, Su Qing was silent for two seconds before scolding,

"Your second aunt, who else? You, the ex-wife, why do you care? Jiang Fan, come to my office at seven tomorrow morning."

Tang Wan got angry, grabbed the phone, and shouted back,

"Dead fox spirit, who are you scolding?"

"Giant infant! I'm scolding the giant infant!"

Click!

Su Qing hung up the phone and threw it onto the bed. She was surrounded by certificates indicating the approval of her project plans and permits for construction. She didn't expect things to go so smoothly. The government offices were working overtime on the weekend to approve her documents. She had originally wanted to share her joy with Jiang Fan, but now she was in a very bad mood!

Seven?

If I can arrive at the company by ten tomorrow morning, then you, Jiang Fan, are amazing.

At this moment, Tang Wan asked Jiang Fan to drive to a hardware store. She wanted to buy an axe and confront Su Qing.

Tu Kun was intimidated and didn't dare to provoke Tang Wan anymore. He sensed the terror of that woman from her voice on the phone.

Jiang Fan felt a little headache.