She is sweet and soft in the cannon fodder of the book, the educated youth is really fragrant

Chapter 228 It's So Big

Miss Wen didn't dare to say anything.

Uncle Wen is such a person.

But the men from the Shen family she had met were not. Sometimes when there were only a few of them juniors, Shen Chengye would take the initiative to cook.

Li Miaoling retorted: "Auntie, what you said is biased. My father and brother have never been like this. They cook in our family."

Aunt snorted.

But did not continue to say anything else.

After they chatted for a while, Wen Xiaomei and Li Miaoling were about to pack up and go to school.

The murder case has been discussed for three or four days, but it has not faded away.

On this day, she and Shen Jiaomei were both at home on vacation, and it was rare for Huo Mao not to continue to repair the bridge, but he had finished taking the Chinese medicine for recuperating his body, so he had to show the old Chinese medicine doctor again.

So, the two first bought cakes from the supply and marketing cooperative, and went to Wanjia with a box of biscuits.

The old Chinese doctor was picky.

Only eat Wanjiafan.

They also imitated and made fried rice. After two bites, the old Chinese doctor hated it as bad food. After one bite, he scolded the two of them for wasting food, and finally told them: "Tell Wanjia boy, I'm in debt."

Later, I asked Dad Wan to find out.

The old Chinese doctor and Wan's family used to be counted as neighbors, and the two families were close. The old Chinese doctor's family was busy opening a medical clinic, so busy that they were too tired to eat when they got home at night, so they just had a few bites.

Wanjia couldn't stand it anymore, so he took the initiative to contract the old Chinese doctor's three meals a day.

The relationship between the two is so good that it is like a family.

When the old Chinese doctor came back from the countryside, Dad Wan also thought about taking him home to take care of him in his old age.

However, the old Chinese doctor refused to let him go, and his temper became very bad. He used a broom several times to drive people away.

If it wasn't for Wen Xiaomei's wrong sense of taste, the old Chinese doctor wouldn't let her in.

Wen Xiaomei grabbed the corner of Huo Mao's clothes and pressed her forehead against his back.

Huo Mao rode slower.

Bypassing some places with pits, making seven turns and eight turns, and taking shortcuts, he came to Wanjia.

A jeep was heard at the door.

"Here?" Wen Xiaomei raised her head, yawned, and picked up the things in the car basket.

Huo Mao pushed the bicycle into the gate, glanced at the license plate of the car, and held Xiaomei Wen who was still rubbing her eyes with one hand: "I told you not to come, you must follow."

Wen Xiaomei said with a smile: "I haven't been here for a long time, and I'm not sleepy anymore."

It was just that I was a little presumptuous last night, spent a few points staying up late watching a movie, and was chased by zombies in my dream, so I didn't sleep well.

Huo Mao parked the bicycle, took the things from her hand, and walked inside to hear the crying of the child and Wan Shuting's uninterrupted voice.

"My aunt and my new uncle are quite powerful. This family planning can bypass both of you, but it has to be my aunt who has been away for so many years. After going into the mountains, I can still hand over you to my new uncle. You have given birth to two more Mischievous ghost, listen to how loud this voice is, like whistling."

Hearing Wan Shuting's strange voice, Wen Xiaomei's drowsiness ran away.

She held Huo Mao's hand tightly.

I heard from Aunt Huo that she didn't take it seriously. Who would have thought that this person was really married again.

"It's okay, I know about it." Seeing that she was nervous, Huo Mao squeezed her palm.

Wen Xiaomei said angrily: "I will scold her for you later!"

Huo Mao smiled and said, "Okay."

Wen Xiaomei was dumbfounded for a moment, and blamed: "Why do you still answer, I can't talk to them easily, I just talk big..."

The two of them bypassed the way to the living room and went to the kitchen. Before they arrived, they saw a busy figure from behind.

Huo Mao replied, "You didn't treat me like this before."

"Then everyone is young, of course I can't be too afraid of you, or it will appear that I have lost a lot!" Wen Xiaomei snorted.

"You guys are here, and you're about to cook." When Dad Wan saw them coming, his mood was lifted, and suddenly he thought that not only them but also a family of uninvited guests today, his face changed, and he blinked carefully at Miss Wen and asked: "...Did you run into each other?"

"Don't worry, uncle, I didn't go to the living room." Huo Mao put the things on the side cabinet, washed his hands and helped him: "Does the old man want to eat mutton pot?"

"Yeah, I was planning to go over there, no, I'm not in a hurry, I'll let Shuting go with you later."

"How old are you, still bullying two children there!"

Dad Wan looked carefully at Huo Mao and really didn't mind at all, so he let go of his words.

He first gave Miss Wen a bench to sit outside, and brought her a small plate of shortbread, and said with a smile, "Little sister, eat it, I just made it today."

"Thank you uncle." Wen Xiaomei took it with a smile.

Dad Wan went into the kitchen to work while talking to Huo Mao.

Sometimes they are very cautious, just like when they first came to Kyoto.

Wen Xiaomei looked in through the glass door.

The shortbread on the plate is also put into the mouth one by one.

Just as she was about to eat the last piece, a little dumpling came running from nowhere, a white and fat one walking swaying, and Miss Wen just stared blankly for a while, the little dumpling had already come to her, pounced on her On her body, holding the shortbread with one hand.

Wen Xiaomei quickly grabbed his hand: "You may not be able to eat this!"

The child tried his best to collect it, but when he couldn't get it back, he opened his mouth and howled.

"Ziyi!"

The two people in the kitchen heard the crying and hurried out.

Huo Mao first pulled little sister Wen up, pinched her face, and looked indifferently at Dad Wan to comfort the child.

And the child's mother, that is, Huo Mao's mother Wan Fujun rushed over.

She is very beautiful, and her eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Huo Huomao.

There is a kind of strong woman's aura.

Seeing the baby crying again, she quickly picked it up.

Before anyone could speak, Mr. Wan Fu slapped Dad Wan's hand off and blamed him, "Brother, Ziyi's hands are tender, don't break him! His hands are all red!"

"This shortbread... okay, you can handle it yourself." Dad Wan looked at his hands, they were rough.

He waved his hands speechlessly, then turned and went back to the kitchen.

Mr. Wanfu wiped the child's hands and face, and without raising his head, he said, "Brother, Shuting, you should also discipline him well. When we adults talk, he is a junior who has been preaching there. I am an adult and divorced. What about remarrying..."

She raised her head when she said this.

Seeing the tall Huo Mao and Wen Xiaomei, her voice suddenly disappeared.

Huo Mao glanced at it indifferently, and pulled Wen Xiaomei back into the kitchen.

After a while, there was chatter and laughter in the kitchen.

Wan Fujun stood for a long time, when the child's hand patted her face, she came back to her senses and muttered, "It's so big."

She looked closely at her eldest son through the glass.

At this moment, the child in his arms rubbed his eyes, yawned and said, "Mom, I'm sleepy."

Wan Fujun came back to his senses, patted him on the back, and coaxed him to sleep.

She also sat down on the small bench.

Seeing this, Wan's father couldn't help but soften his heart again. He wanted to say something to Huo Mao, but he held back in an instant.

(End of this chapter)