20 years of restarting life

Chapter 813 Free Flight
"Dong Dong Dong~"

A very slight knock on the door.

Although Zhao Chang'an slept soundly, he did not die from his sleep. This is the most basic ability bestowed by a martial artist.

"Who is it?"

He muttered in a daze, but the voice was not loud, he was afraid that the loud voice would wake him up from his drowsiness.

However, it was impossible for people outside the door to hear such a small sound.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

Continue to tap very lightly.

"Depend on!"

Zhao Changan jumped out of the bed angrily, opened his eyes and took a look, the room was so dark that he could barely see his fingers, only the thick curtains were smudged with a very dim light white.

He walked to the door and closed his eyes and said impatiently, "Who is it?"

"I."

A young woman's voice hushed.

Although he couldn't hear clearly because he tried his best to lower his voice, Zhao Changan also knew that it was Xu Wanrong who was knocking on the door.

Zhao Changan felt hot in his heart.

Last night he ordered two lamb loins, and later Jin Shibo roasted two lamb loins and two lamb outer loins.

Wen Ye didn't eat a bunch, and Sun Xiu'er didn't eat the fishy mutton because it was too greasy. Jin Shibo ate a lamb loin, and Zhao Changan made up the rest.

In addition to drinking again, Zhao Chang'an is now the time to become a righteous iron man.

Standing behind the door, he opened the small half door, stretched out his hand and pulled the woman who knocked on the door in, and at the same time quickly closed the door.

It was dark inside.

"what?--"

As a result, the girl's soft cry, which was suddenly pitch black, was blocked by Zhao Changan.

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"so little?"

When Chen Jing regained consciousness from her dizzy head, she found that she was already sleeping on the bed.

In the darkness, a figure knelt on the bed and muttered.

His voice was hoarse, as if holding a stone in his mouth.

But upon hearing the judgment of 'so few', and thinking of her pride and reserve in her relationship with Wen Ye in high school, Chen Jing was ashamed to death.

His entire face was red enough to bleed.

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In the dark, Zhao Changan was surprised to find that Xu Wanrong was dressed so stylishly, and he couldn't help muttering, 'So, showy? '

But after he said it, he regretted it, for fear of offending Xu Wanrong.

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"my mother--"

At this time, Chen Jing suddenly felt a kind of fear, how could this person in front of her behave like the Wen Ye she knew?
"What if I go wrong? It can't be wrong, 619, I've been watching for a long time before knocking on the door!"

Thinking of this in her heart, Chen Jing was so frightened that she hurriedly brought up her mother's affairs, not only as a condition, but also to make sure that the person in front of her who she couldn't recognize at all was Wen Ye.

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"Your mother is fine, wrap it on me!"

However, in the dark, Xu Wanrong's trembling and inflected voice said 'my mother—', and he knew that Xu Wanrong meant to protect her mother from coming out.

In fact, what Xu San said on the phone last night, Zhao Changan knew that Xu San was going to bear most of it, and most of it was actually done by him, Xu San.

So Yu Duo's problem is basically not too big.

And now that the arrow is on the line, Zhao Changan is a shameless liar, and he will return to normal after the matter is over.

-

Hearing Wen Ye's words, Chen Jing was already sure that the black figure in front of him was Wen Ye.

It's just that she never thought that the honest boy who blushes when he doesn't move is actually so shameless in private when he looks at the sensitive and stubborn boy?

She closed her eyes tightly, resigned to her fate.

It's just that the tears flowed down like a knife that couldn't help it.

She felt really blind and a failure.

I misread Wen Ye, and I also misread Ning Qizhi.

I even misunderstood my parents!
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Wen Ye came to the dilapidated community where he lived in a big car, and it was already 06:30 in the morning.

However, the people in this community are divided into two categories. The first one is diligent, and they go out to earn money before six o'clock.

The rest is either going to work at [-] o'clock and getting ready at this time, or having nothing to do and dawdling, so you have to sleep until [-] o'clock at least.

There are only a few elderly people practicing Qigong in the yard.

Seeing Wen Ye coming back in a big Mercedes, several elderly people immediately stopped caring about practicing Qigong, and came over to say hello to Wen Ye. They looked at the car enviously, and said one by one, "Wen Ye has a bright future!" "How much does this car cost?"

After greeting several elderly people warmly and politely, Wen Ye took the key and opened the door of his house.

The entire gate and courtyard wall have been repainted, the courtyard wall is white lime, and the door is red paint.

At the beginning of the year, Chen Chongyi wrote a lot of obscenities on the door and the courtyard wall. All kinds of curses and slanders have been repainted by the two of them to cover up the writing.

It is undeniable that no matter how much it is painted, as long as the white lime and red paint are gently scraped away, the dirty words inside can still be seen.

No matter how you use the golden curium on the broken purple clay pot, you can even make it into a precious curium nail art.

But nothing can change the fact that the purple clay pot is broken and the entropy has increased. This fact cannot be denied by the entire universe.

"squeak~"

Wen Ye pushed open the door, and the dust on the door frame fell straight down.

Although the courtyard was dilapidated, it was kept clean and tidy. The morning sun slanted on the mottled blue brick walls, making Wen Ye feel dazed for a while, as if he had returned to his poor high school days.

Wen Ye walked into the yard, which was originally a muddy yard. When he and his grandma were collecting trash and picking up garbage, they picked up all kinds of discarded floor tile fragments from rich people's renovations, and paved the entire yard.

Because of the tight paving, there is not even a single weed in the entire yard. On the contrary, a lot of weeds and moss grew in the gaps between the green brick courtyard wall and the house.

Wen Ye opened the door of the main room again with the key, and everything inside was as usual, except that it was covered with dust.

He went into the house and opened all the windows to let in the sunlight, took a few bottles of mineral water from the trunk of the car, went to the pumping well in the yard, filled three bottles of mineral water in a row, and started pumping the water.

Time passed quietly, and Wen Ye became more and more numb.

"Ring Ling Ling ~"

At this time, his big brother rang. Wen Ye glanced at the time, it was seven o'clock in the morning.

"Tsk tsk, it took an hour to find out, that's enough!"

Wen Ye smiled and pressed the phone.

"Prince, I did something wrong!"

On the other side of the phone, Zhao Changan's voice was gloomy, and there was a girl's cry beside him.

"That's right. Didn't she want the medicine powder? Why give it to her? Just rely on her mouth? If you don't make it, I don't mean that she can't afford it if you don't make an equivalent contribution. But if even this little She is not even willing to pay the price, why? With her face!"

"I~, don't keep pouring beans, it makes me dizzy, let me sort out what's going on?"

Zhao Changan on the other side of the phone was obviously stunned by Wen Ye's words, and shouted, "What the hell are you doing!"

"Are you still knitting? I saw her when I drove out. I saw her clothes. What do you think she wants to do when you come here early in the morning? Didn't my grandma say to her? But she can't still rely on red White teeth, right? I can’t say she’s disgusting when I look at her now, but I’m tired of seeing such a bitch, so I’ll leave it to you.”

"I~ Brother, can I still do this? No matter how hungry I am, I haven't reached this level yet!"

Zhao Changan on the phone was a little anxious: "You think I'm a 2BMF series multi-functional seeder?"

"Is not it?"

Wen Ye asked back, and then said impatiently: "Tell her, I'll give you the powder today, or in the afternoon at the earliest. You can give it to her at your own discretion. Don't say anything, I'm still clearing things."

Wen Ye hung up the phone, put his brother on the table, walked out the door, and looked at the sky above his head.

So far, it can be regarded as completely getting rid of this bitch of this family, and Zhao Chang'an has to work hard to top the tank for him.

Unless Gong Zhifeng dies, Zhao Changan will have to keep entangled with Chen Jing.

Wen Ye is very impatient with this kind of 'cause and effect' now. Although Zhao Chang'an has worked hard, don't look at him screaming aggrieved, it's just embarrassment.

Wen Ye understands all this.

"You have Cao Cao's temperament, just be Cao Cao honestly, why don't you pretend to be a saint?"

"beep~"

The sky is clear and cloudless.

There is a group of pigeons flying freely in the sky with pigeon whistles.

(End of this chapter)