Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 260 [Jia Geng] Why are you still releasing pigeons?
Lin Yuzhu raised her eyebrows unexpectedly, and glanced at Chenchen who was being led by the girl.

The two are clearly not siblings.

This baby, the relationship between people is a bit complicated...

Dad is a criminal.

Still an [illegitimate child].

She acted sensibly as if she didn't hear it, and just followed silently.

There is no absolute trust between strangers and strangers, she stood outside the gate and quickly looked at the small building.

Like the surrounding residents, it is full of ordinary life.

There is a small pot of jasmine on the window sill on the second floor. The curtains are not drawn, so there is no sense of mystery.

The wooden gate opened into a small yard, and some common potted plants were planted by the wall.

Clean and tidy.

Most of the clothes on the bamboo poles are work uniforms with the name of the unit printed on them.

The clothes are old and new, with normal wear marks.

The corner under the stairs was piled with briquettes, and the living room was next to the kitchen, where there was a square dining table covered with a fly-proof screen.

Lin Yuzhu took a quick inspection and was sure that this was a normal private house.

The standard of living is neither high nor low, and it is a very self-cultivated family.

"Please sit down."

Jiang Yunnuan led Lin Yuzhu into the living room.

She's not sociable, doesn't know how to make small talk.

Poured a glass of water and put it on the wooden coffee table in front of the wooden sofa, pursed his lips and smiled, "I'll go upstairs to get a pen and paper, you wait here for me."

"Okay, thank you." Lin Yuzhu smiled generously at her while holding a cup.

Jiang Yunnuan led Chenchen upstairs, and came down after a while.

She spread the rice paper on the coffee table, moved a low stool and sat down.

"Tell me how old the lost child is, what clothes he wears, and what he looks like."

Painting is not Lin Yuzhu's strong point, and character sketching is not within her skill range.

She described Wenwen's features as carefully as possible.

She found that this girl was very clever, and she wrote while communicating.

Modify and modify, and the drawing is very fast.

When the finished product came out, it was [-]% similar.

The features are obvious.

At first glance, it is easy to match the person in the painting with Wenwen.

"It's very similar, it's fine like this, no need to modify it anymore." Lin Yuzhu appreciated it sincerely, "Thank you for the hospitality, I have to find my child, can you take this one with me?"

"Okay, I'll just draw again."

"Okay, thank you."

Lin Yuzhu took the portrait and thanked her with a smile, opened the handbag, reached in and took out a handful, actually took a packet of mung bean paste shortbread from the space.

"Be kind, don't be polite. My name is Lin Yuzhu. I'm running out of time today. If I have a chance, I'll chat with you again and make friends."

"You're too polite. My surname is Jiang. You can call me Yun Nuan. When my family members come back, I'll ask them to help you find them. If you find them, send them to the police station."

She wanted to refuse, but Chenchen was so greedy that she started to swallow her saliva.

I couldn't bear it, so I had to accept the things and got up to send Lin Yuzhu out.

Lin Yuzhu was sincerely grateful. One more person has more strength, and as a local resident, the possibility of finding a child is more likely.

After sending people out, Jiang Yunnuan returned to the living room to continue the portrait.

"Wow~ My mother ate it for me!"

Chenchen is young and can't understand the township accent, and she doesn't know anything about the loss of another child.

He only knew that the older sister had left a letter of snacks, and when he opened the kraft paper, he found that he had eaten it!

It's just that the one he ate was brought back by his mother from work, and there was only one, which was given by others.

If I want to eat the second one, it will be gone, and my mother will not buy it for him, but I am sad.

"one two Three…"

He squatted on the side of the tea table like a happy little squirrel, slowly counting the food for the winter.

"Sister Yun Nuan, there are ten of them!"

He counted it several times and was tired of swallowing.

"I, I want to eat..."

He still couldn't help but say it, lying on the coffee table, he couldn't see anything else in his eyes.

"Wash your hands first, you can eat after washing your hands~" Jiang Yunnuan continued to draw without raising his head.

While the memory is deep, draw another picture.

Chenchen ran to the yard to wash her hands, and couldn't wait to run back to show her clean hands.

"Can you eat?"

"Eat."

He took a shortbread and held it up to her mouth carefully, "I'll eat it for you!"

"Sister is not free now, you can eat by yourself." Jiang Yunnuan raised her head and smiled softly at him, "Eat slowly."

Time elapses with the tip of the pen going back and forth on the paper.

The sun went down little by little.

Jing Yang was bored and sat at the counter of the photo studio, holding a big watermelon in his arms, the green skin of which was smooth and shiny.

"Uncle, are you making an appointment with someone today? Where is he? Why don't you come..."

Master Jing stopped wiping the camera and cast a disgusted glance at him.

"You have read the date on the bag eight hundred times, is it today, how many times do you have to ask?"

He snorted coldly.

It would be better not to come.

"Hiss~ Why is the little medicine jar like this~ Why are you releasing pigeons today?"

Jing Yang patted the watermelon in his arms, his eyes fixed, "Something must have happened, no, I have to go to her house to see."

"Tsk, can't you hope that someone will order well? It's not the time I made an appointment with you, so why did you release the pigeons? It's not uncommon for something to delay and not come. Hey, let me put the melon down!"

"If she doesn't come, I'll send it to her."

Jing Yang took out the photo bag and put it in his pocket, hugged the watermelon and walked out the door without looking back.

Put the melon in the side car bucket, lift your legs up on the car seat, and insert the car key.

Stepped down on the starter lever with the right foot, added to the first gear, and twisted the accelerator a few times while holding the right hand.

He didn't start the ignition for a while, and he stepped on it several times in a row, and continued to twist the accelerator.

There was a chug-chug sound of the motorcycle's unique throttle, and with a whine, the motorcycle flew away.

A puff of black smoke and Master Jing, who was leaning against the door and mourning the loss of the watermelon, were left behind.

"Stinky boy, you also said to buy me watermelon to eat, and I said that the sun can't come out of the west!"

He sighed after cursing, "I don't know whether that girl is lucky or unlucky. The money for the doctor's treatment has been settled, but this brat is not a good thing..."

Jing Yang rode his motorcycle through several streets with the gas pedal pounding, and suddenly remembered that he didn't have any money with him.

There is no money in my pocket and I feel panic.

He turned the faucet to the other direction, and drove it at full speed.

The city is noisy, and it is not suitable for the group of them to settle down.

The further you go to the outskirts of the city, the fewer houses there are.

In the end, there are only wasteland and hillsides on both sides of the road, and a few scattered houses are embedded in the mountains in the distance.

The mountain road is narrow, Jing Yang squinted his eyes and looked at a bicycle in front of him, and passed them close to the corner.

Glancing to the side from the corner of his eye, he suddenly braked suddenly, and the tires rubbed against the gravel to make a screeching sound.

He rushed forward with inertia, sat back on the seat heavily, and looked back at the woman sitting on the back seat of the bicycle poking her head out.

Lifting his long legs, he drew a beautiful and neat arc in the air, and landed on the kickstand.

With one hand in his pocket, he reached out to stop the bicycle, and raised his eyebrows at the woman.

He casually glanced at the cute little dumpling in her arms, and smiled.

"Sister Hua, come down and talk."

　Damn, I'm so handsome by Jing Yang!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)