happy ex-wife

Chapter 1275 This Is My Wife ([-])
"Sure enough, it's better to be a child. You can cry and cry." Qiao Yaruan sighed.

Shui Anluo looked down at the little baby, with tears in her eyes, but a smile at the corner of her eyes.

Happy little child.

"Mama—" the little baby called out intimately.

Shui Anluo patted his back lightly, looked towards the road outside, "Where is this?"

"South Second Ring Road, the address given by your husband is here, not far in front."

"A courtyard house?" Shui Anluo asked curiously, she thought it was a big store, after all, a single wedding dress can be sold for millions.

"Maybe, the great hermit hides in the city, and the great gods are in places you can't think of." Qiao Yaruan clicked his tongue and parked the car at the entrance of the alley, because the small alley cannot be driven in by cars.

"The big hermit lives in the city." Shui Anluo murmured, and got out of the car with the baby in her arms, "There are courtyard houses in City A, and they are all local tyrants."

Qiao Yaruan looked down at the address Chu Ningyi gave her, and looked up at the position in front, "It should be there."

Shui Anluo hugged the baby and followed Qiao Yaruan in, "Why didn't you tell me?" Shui Anluo expressed dissatisfaction.

Qiao Yaruan turned her head: "Hmph—" Then she turned her head and continued to walk forward.

Shui Anluo: "..."

Can you still be more direct with contempt?

When the two of them walked to the gate of the yard with a child in their arms, a person suddenly appeared inside. That person was beaten out. He was about forty years old, and he was dressed decently. It's a pity that he was beaten at this moment. Some embarrassment.

Qiao Yaruan subconsciously stopped Shui Anluo and Xiao Baobei behind her.

"Dad, what's the use of guarding your poor craftsmanship, isn't it good for someone to buy our brand at a high price?" the man yelled loudly.

"Things left by the ancestors are not sold for a thousand dollars. Don't spoil my fabrics with foreign devils' crap. Get out of here." is angry.

Shui Anluo and Qiao Yaruan looked at each other, didn't they come at the right time?
"You are too old-fashioned. How many people still sew by hand now. The clothes you sewed in a month or two can be finished in a day, and they are more neat than yours. What's wrong?" The middle-aged man frowned. Mei said, "Dad, I'll let you go. They just want to buy your wedding dress design. If you think about it, call me." The man said, turned and left helplessly.

The old man seemed to be very angry, and he was panting all the time.

Qiao Yaruan and Shui An got in, and the old man saw that they were in a better mood.

"It's Mrs. Chu." The old man calmed down and said.

Shui Anluo nodded slightly, "Did I bother you?"

The old man waved his hand, "It's nothing, come in."

Shui Anluo and Qiao Yaruan looked at each other, and then walked in.

The most primitive courtyard house, with grape trellises in the yard, I think it will be a scene full of spring in a short time.

Stepping into the room, there are fabrics everywhere, and the work table is full of red, presumably it is her wedding dress.

The old man used to hold up the wedding dress, as if he was treating his most precious artwork.

The wedding dress was made of Hanfu-style Fengguan Xiapei, and there were several pieces inside and out. The sleeves were embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, which was so lifelike that Shui Anluo fell in love with it immediately.

"The dragon and phoenix were supposed to be used to present good fortune, but Mr. Chu said that he didn't want the material of dragons to appear, so he chose mandarin ducks." The old man said.

(End of this chapter)