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Chapter 367 Warm Daily Life
Wen Ran smiled and said, "Thank you very much."

"You're welcome, it's what we should do," the man said, looking at Wen Ran, "When you go out in the future, don't go to such a remote place alone.

It’s still too dangerous.”

"Okay, thank you for your concern."

Wen Ran nodded slightly, and then thought about inviting him home for dinner.

Although, in a sense, she doesn't need the help this time, it doesn't mean that others don't need it.

The man refused, saying that he had something else to do, and left in a hurry.

Wen Ran didn't know how to force him to leave, so she could only look at his back and fall into silent thought.

hiss~
It looks really familiar.

Wen Ran pondered it for a long time but couldn't come up with any clue, so he simply put it behind his mind.

Yes, our main goal is to avoid internal friction.

If you can’t think of it, then just don’t think of it!

When the time comes, I will definitely think of it.

The two men were knocked unconscious and the man left. Wen Ran didn't hesitate at all and took off all the valuables from the two men.

mock up!

Before leaving, he did not forget to remove the arms of the two men.

A little punishment.

On the way back, Wen Ran accidentally stumbled into a pigeon market.

After entering, I took whatever I saw that was suitable.

My hands couldn't hold so much, so I bought a backpack and threw all the scattered things into it. I carried a bag of rice and a bag of noodles in my hands.

It’s different here from the countryside.

I live in a house with three courtyards.

Especially, since it was the Intermediate Court, it would be impossible to bring something back and hide it from others.

In this case, it is better to be open and honest.

So what if I'm from the countryside?

Are people in the countryside necessarily poor?

Besides, Wen Ran didn't plan to pretend to be a grandson here, just eat and drink well and that was it.

So, when she paraded through the streets with these old things, Aunt Hua and Luo Cuifen who lived in the front yard were stunned.

My God, what is the status of these farmers from the countryside?

"Wow," Luo Cuifen murmured as she watched Wen Ran, who was smiling, "It seems that Lao Bai's granddaughter comes from a very wealthy family."

"Hmph," the old woman in the headscarf snorted coldly and rolled her eyes, "That's not necessarily true."

Aunt Hua ignored her rolling eyes and asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

"You just know that this money was taken out by that little goblin called Wen Ran?
"If you ask me," she said, crackling the peanuts in her hand, "these must have come from the old couple at Kouba Bai Zhenzhu."

After saying that, she even spat, "Serves you right!

We were stewing meat at home before, and it was so delicious. I asked her to take out a piece and let my little grandson have a taste. She was so stingy.

You even brought me home specially and said some hypocritical and high-sounding words. What's wrong? You look at me and think that my family is born of poverty?"

"Hahahaha," Luo Cuifen laughed while holding her stomach, "Old woman Zhao, you are becoming more and more shameless.

You even say such unreasonable things and say that your family is not the result of reincarnation of poverty.

Whose family is stewing meat? If your kid isn't greedy, he'll be reincarnated as a starving ghost, clinging to the edge of the pot to look at it.

Let me tell you, it’s thanks to Bai Zhenzhu that she saved your face. If it were me, I would drag your girl and scold her from the middle yard to the front yard.”

As soon as this was said, the whole room burst into laughter.

"you you……"

The man couldn't wipe the blame off his face, nor could he scold him.

After all, every word and sentence is true. There is no way to refute it. I can only stretch out my hands, tremble, and then give up.

Luo Cuifen rolled her eyes, what a little thing!
I can’t kill you!

When Wen Ran returned home, everyone else had also come back. They brought back a ton of coal and piled it in the corner of the yard.

Xiao Chenye was still a little worried, "This thing, after a long time, can't it turn the wall black and white?"

Bai Zhenzhu waved her hand, "It's okay, it's against the wall anyway, we won't show off by touching it.

Even if it's black, it can be fixed with some white paint."

Indeed.

Wen Ran made a grand appearance carrying something.

"Hey, why did you run out to buy things?"

Xiao Chenye hurried forward and took the things. "Didn't you say you would send a telegram to your uncle?"

"Yes," Wen Ran said lightly, without mentioning the fact that he was being followed. "I happened to meet him on the way back."

Bai Zhenzhu was bewildered. "Ah? But when we come back, we should go back the same way. There's no Pigeon Market over there."

Wen Ran: “…”

So what did she say?

She said that she found someone trying to do something bad to her.

She thought it was quite interesting and planned to rob her fellow thieves, so she went to a remote path on purpose?

As a result, I accidentally discovered a pigeon city?

"Well," Wen Ran said briefly, "I saw it on the road.

Oh, and I also bought ten pounds of pork belly. Let's do nothing tonight and just make some dumplings."

"Okay."

Mother Xiao said calmly, "Then let's all go and get ready."

There are many people, so they eat a lot.

But there is strength in numbers.

Wen Ran had a good impression of Bai Zhenzhu and Lao Ding, so he simply asked the old couple to come over to work with him.

Old Ding, who was clumsily making dumplings with dough in one hand, and Bai Zhenzhu looked at each other.

Why are they here again?
If you can’t figure it out, just stop thinking about it.

Even some of those who had given up on themselves were bathed together.

What’s the big deal about making dumplings?
Wrap it up, rinse it with water, and eat it together.

The twins are still young, so one of them needs to be looked after separately.

Originally, Xiao's father made a solid wooden crib for the two children at home. Now they have traveled thousands of miles to Kyoto, and the stroller is a clumsy thing made of solid wood.

Naturally it was impossible to bring it with me, so I could only reluctantly abandon it and leave it at home.

Now when I need to use it, it is extremely difficult to get a crib that suits my taste.

Father Xiao thought, since the yard is big, he might as well get some solid wood and build one in the yard.

"Uncle Ding," the two of them were now somewhat familiar with each other, "is there anyone around here who sells good lumber?"

"timber?"

Old Ding's eyes lit up, "What do you want the wood for?"

"Well, isn't it tiring to see adults holding babies for so long every day?

Why not find some good wood and make a crib for the child? "

When you do something for your own family, you will do it with all your heart.

By then, he will definitely clean up all the splinters and other things perfectly.

There's no way the child would be hurt.

Moreover, those painted ones don't smell very pleasant. Father Xiao was still thinking about finding some wood with beautiful patterns and just looking at the simplest wood texture.

I don’t want anything else.

What red looks good?
The most important thing is not to hurt your body.

"You asked the right person this question!"

(End of this chapter)