Go to a windy place and wait for the wind to come

Chapter 379 Night and morning, Guan Juer is completely different (22 chapters still owed)
A ray of sunlight in the morning shines on the tightly stitched curtains on the 23rd floor.

Sunshine tried its best to get through the tiny gaps in the silk thread, trying to wake up the two who were hugging and sleeping on the bed.

Stick it tightly.

When Zhang Wentao opened his eyes, he could feel the satisfaction brought by the warm and tender body in his arms. He surrounded her with one hand still hidden under the white silky pajamas
Why is it so itchy?

Zhang Wentao blinked his sleepy eyes, and found that what came into his eyes was the soft and smooth black hair sprinkled by Xu Hongdou on his face. He said, "No wonder," and quietly pulled out his arm from under the other's neck.

"Hmm..." Xu Hongdou murmured, she turned around and didn't open her eyes. The tiredness of the night made her miss the warm and comfortable big bed, "Do you want to make breakfast?"

"Well, go and see if Damai needs help." After speaking softly, Zhang Wentao stuck to Xu Hongdou's fair face and touched the tip of her lovely nose.

"En." Xu Hongdou nodded slightly, and after responding to the other party, said in a slow voice: "Then you go, and call me when you're done."

"Okay." Zhang Wentao pursed his lips and got up from the bed softly. His movements were a little slow. He wanted Xu Hongdou to rest for a while. Last night
Zhang Wentao scored 95 points for the performance of his old waist, so as not to be proud of it.

Taking advantage of the dim sunlight, Zhang Wentao found a set of casual clothes that Xu Hongdou had prepared for her. After changing lightly, he opened the door and walked out.

Hearing the commotion, 'Rubbazi' whimpered over, and Barley was busy in the kitchen.

It turned out that the sky was completely bright.The bright sunlight shines through the glass into the living room and kitchen, and in the sunlight, Barley combed his hair with meatballs and is seriously picking vegetables with his head down.

"Shit, Hu Youyu is such an idiot," this scene made Zhang Wentao couldn't help complaining about his friend, what a beautiful girl, she was blind for nothing.

"Brother Wentao, you're up." Damai heard the commotion in the living room, and raised his head with a smile. The familiar feeling in Yunmiao Village seemed to return to the relationship between the two of them. Just like happy love, pure friendship needs mutual management.

"Well, are you going to make rice noodles?" Zhang Wentao touched the head of the 'rub handle', and came to the kitchen and asked, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"No, I'll do it myself." Damai shook his head and refused. It was agreed last night, and today's breakfast will be served exclusively by her.But when she saw the "rub handles" wandering around Zhang Wentao, she tilted her head and frowned and said:
"Brother Wen Tao, if you are free, you can help me take it for a walk. The rope is on the sofa."

"Okay, I just want to exercise." Zhang Wentao agreed. It's good to go out and get familiar with the environment of the community, and it's also good to exercise.

After the promise, Zhang Wentao came to the sofa and found the traction rope of the "rubbing handle", and the obedient "rubbing handle" sat directly in front of Zhang Wentao, stretching his neck and asking him to fasten it on himself.

The well-behaved it seems to know that it can't go out unless it is tied up. After being suffocated in the house all night, it also wants to go outside to breathe fresh air.

"Then let's go first."

After changing his shoes in the hallway, Zhang Wentao greeted the dishwashing barley, then pushed the door and walked out of 2302.

After a while, when the elevator came, he saw that there was no one inside, he hurriedly pulled the handle and walked in.

Sitting down all the way, only two or three people came up one after another, all young people.Two girls kept saying hello to the cute 'Rub Handle' with their small hands.

"It seems that this community is dominated by young people." Zhang Wentao, holding the 'handle', looked at the little guy while thinking, but when he came to the greening of the community, he knew he was wrong.

Crowds of uncles and aunts are chatting in the sunny weather, and they are exercising in various ways.

Seeing Zhang Wentao coming with a big dog, an aunt hurriedly pulled the teddy dog ​​under her feet, looked up and down Zhang Wentao warily, and beckoned him to come over.

"Hey, little red guy, come here."

"Little red guy?!" Zhang Wentao looked at the other party when he heard the words, shit, why are you an old lady swearing!No, who are you "hey"?
Aunt Miao saw that the young man with such a cheeky face froze after she finished speaking. She knew that the other party was not from SH, and said, "Why, I am so young and my old aunt can't call you a little red guy. If I hadn't watched you come out with the dog."

"Young man, please don't mind." An old man of the same age as Auntie Miao smiled at Zhang Wentao, who was also holding a dog, "My little red guy is not a curse, but a young man."

Zhang Wentao said "Oh", "Well, then I want to ask my SH friend."

After finishing speaking, he didn't bother to stay in front of the other party anymore, and was going to go for a walk with the 'rub handle'.

Unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, Aunt Miao, who seemed to be domineering, took out a few pairs of plastic gloves and a plastic bag from her messenger bag and handed them to Zhang Wentao: "Little Chi, let me tell you that I have a dog in SH."

With that said, she handed over the things.

Hearing the pure SH dialect of the other party, Zhang Wentao half-understands and looks at the uncle next to him, and then understands in the mandarin that the other party said, which he can understand a little.

It turns out that there is a dog association in this community that requires every resident who owns a dog in the community to abide by a series of regulations.

For example, it needs to be processed in a timely manner, how should the urine be treated.
There are so many rules.

After hearing what he said, Zhang Wentao thanked the uncle and aunt in front of him, then took the plastic bag from the other party and put it in his trouser pocket.

"Does Lennon's dog have a certificate?" After sending the gloves and plastic bag to Zhang Wentao, Aunt Miao didn't forget to check.

"There are aunts."

"That's fine. You must watch over your dog. Don't cause trouble for us, Lingqing?"

"understand"

Zhang Wentao nodded, and after thanking the other party for his enthusiasm again, he quickly lowered his head and left the gate of the building facing the green lawn with a 'handle'.

For some reason, the other party's last sentence "Lingqingbu" sounded a little familiar to him, as if Aunt Agui, whom he hadn't contacted for a long time, was holding his hand, and always seemed to add the word "is it right?" after every sentence.

And the way the two of them talked made him feel very similar.

It's all such a posture that they obviously say good things, but they don't sound good.

"Hey, is that you?"

"Ah, it's you." Zhang Wentao, who lowered his head in contemplation, heard someone greet him, and raised his head to see Guan Juer, who brought him a plate last night, smiling and waving at him.

In the early morning sun, she is not as quiet as last night. The sportswear exudes the vivacity of a girl, and under the matching shorts, there is a pair of slender, straight, warm and fair legs.
Next to her, there was another lady who wrapped herself tightly and stared at her panting.

"This is yesterday's dog, what's its name?"

Guan Juer asked curiously.

"rub the handle"

　In SH dialect, Xiao Chi Lao has the meaning of a young man and also a curse, depending on the context at the time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)