Fortune Teller Master

Seeing Jiang Nanzhou, Chen Jia also showed an unexpected look, and then smiled and waved to him: “Jiang Nanzhou, what a coincidence.”

Jiang Nanzhou’s heart was cold. The little master even counted Chen Jia’s position. It seems that this blood relationship was impossible to escape. He couldn’t help but recall that after returning to the dormitory last night, he even showed off to his roommates that his love was coming, but he didn’t expect this love will be gone in just one day and will become his cousin.

Jiang Nanzhou mourned for a second silently for his love that had not yet had time to bloom, and walked over to say hello to Chen Jia: “Little Elder Sister.”

Chen Jia couldn’t help but be stunned for a moment, she was called by her name yesterday, so why she was being called sister today?

The girl who was shopping with Chen Jia also attended last night’s party. Seeing this, she hugged Chen Jia’s arm and smiled at Jiang Nanzhou: “What’s with this little elder sister? Do you want to get close to her first?”

The friend said it bluntly, Chen Jia embarrassedly pinched the girl next to her. If it was before this, Jiang Nanzhou probably took the opportunity to take over the conversation and lessen the distance between him and Chen Jia. However, at this time, he was in no mood, they were cousins, and he should hurry up and recognize relatives.

“Little Elder Sister, can you come here? I want to tell you something.” Jiang Nanzhou didn’t dare to call her by her name anymore. He simply invited her over in embarrassment. Chen Jia’s friend covered her mouth and smiled: “What, can’t I listen to it?”

Jiang Nanzhou said apologetically: “It’s a family matter, and it may take a little longer. Or why don’t you Miss Sister, go to the ice cream shop next door and have a seat and order whatever you want? I’ll pay for it.”

Chen Jia looked at Jiang Nanzhou in surprise. She can’t quite understand how it involved family affairs. But seeing Jiang Nanzhou’s appearance didn’t seem like joking, Chen Jia whispered to her friends and asked her to wait for herself.

Chen Jia’s friend waved to the two of them very cheerfully: “It’s okay, you two talk slowly, I’ll go around first. Call me when I’m done.”

Jiang Nanzhou helped Chen Jia open the door and took the person to the corner of the cafe. Chen Jia looked at the three people who were already sitting. They seemed to be waiting for her. She glanced at Jiang Nanzhou for some unknown reason, as if she didn’t quite understand why he brought herself here.

After pulling out the chair for Chen Jia, Jiang Nanzhou called the waiter again and asked Chen Jia to order a drink. When the hot coffee was delivered, Jiang Zhengning, who had been looking at Chen Jia for a long time, didn’t know how to speak. He could only look at Lin Qingyin for help: “Little Master, how do you ask this?”

Lin Qingyin put half of the orange juice she drank on the table, and looked at Chen Jia with a smile: “You are from Hei Province, right? Then your grandfather’s generation move away?”

Although Chen Jia thought this question was inexplicable but seeing Lin Qingyin’s sweet appearance and beautiful smile, she nodded involuntarily: “I heard about it when I listen to my family chatting before, our family moved to the Hei Province in the early 1960s. They first lived in the forest area, then we moved to Mocheng in the 1980s, and have been living there ever since.”

“From the looks of your face, your family of four generations is living in the same house!” Lin Qingyin added: “Your great grandma is still alive, I wonder if she has mentioned your grandfather’s life experience at home?”

Chen Jia seemed a little unhappy hearing this, she pursed her lips and said: “What do you want to say?”