The reborn sweet wife is fierce and cute

Chapter 187 Conversation
After a long while, Wan Chu'er finally said something comforting: "It's actually pretty good to be alone, and you don't have so much to worry about."

After listening to Wan Chuer's words, the driver in front almost choked to death, what kind of talk is this!
He hastened to look in the rearview mirror, fearing that Mr. Zhong would get angry, so he boldly said:

"Nowadays, the little girl just likes to joke, Mr. Zhong, don't listen to this little girl's nonsense."

Elder Zhong hummed speciously.

Wan Chu'er looked in the rearview mirror, and saw a face that was about to distort, winking at her vigorously, but the winks were a little complicated, with round eyes, twitching cheeks, and shaking her head.

The corners of her mouth almost twitched seeing her, is it really okay to drive like this? !
Before the driver's face was about to cramp, he finally heard Wan Chu'er take the initiative to speak.

"Mr. Zhong, why were you humming when I got in the car just now?"

She didn't know what to say to Mr. Zhong, so she asked the question that had been stuck in her mind.

Mr. Zhong didn't expect Wan Chu'er to ask this, subconsciously wanted to snort again, thinking that she was also a child with no relatives, so he said:
"Look at you thanking you, Rory is so wordy, I don't think it's troublesome."

Wan Chu'er: "...you are really straightforward."

She didn't make any excuses, but said honestly, in front of this old man, telling the truth was a wiser choice.

Elder Zhong smiled and ignored her words.

After waiting for a while, still unable to wait for Mr. Zhong’s voice, the face in the rearview mirror began to twist again. It’s really the wrong car. I know that there is no free lunch in the world, and you have to chat with me when you take the car. Wan Chuer sighed silently , searched for a long time, and asked aloud:
"Grandpa, are you still in a wheelchair?"

"Sit for a while if you're too lazy to walk," Mr. Zhong replied.

"This is not good. Life lies in exercise. Elderly people should move more to avoid joint stiffness." Wan Chuer said while thinking: "Walk around more, it will also help digestion, and you can eat more. .”

A smile appeared on the corner of Mr. Zhong's mouth, and he said, "I'm old enough to stop being greedy."

Wan Chuer paused, thought for a while and asked, "Don't you have anything to eat?"

She saw the old man lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking, but also seemed unwilling to talk to her.

Wan Chuer raised her head and looked in the rearview mirror again. The driver seemed to be waiting for her. Seeing that she had seen it, she immediately nodded and then raised her head again.

This big man really cared about the old man, so Wan Chu'er could only continue to say:

"There are two things I love most, one is the braised pork cooked by my mother, and the other is the pickles made by my mother. Unfortunately, since my mother left, I can no longer eat that taste.

If you have something you like to eat, you have to cherish it. "

After hearing Wan Chu'er's words, Elder Zhong's eyelids suddenly lifted, and a sharp light burst out from his originally indifferent eyes.

He turned his head and looked at Wan Chu'er, seeing that she was generous and not hiding anything. After thinking for a while, he restrained the radiance, and said slowly: "I will never have the chance to eat what I love."

Wan Chu'er let out an "ah" and blurted out, "Could it be that you also..."

This is a bit hard to say, is it like her, the favorite food is also made by relatives, and then the relatives are gone, and the taste is gone?

Mr. Zhong ignored Wan Chu'er any more, and fell into his own memories.

In the gloomy days, with that bright figure and ingenuity, all the meals she cooks are delicious, especially the pickles she cooks, and the rare bowl of braised pork.

It's a pity that he was born at an untimely time, made a big mistake, and never had the chance to taste it again.

In silence, the car quickly arrived at the gate of Wan Chu'er's community.

Wan Chu'er got out of the car neatly, picked up her luggage, looked at the lonely figure, and after thinking about it, she still said: "You are old, you should live a good life."

Mr. Zhong showed no sign of embarrassment, he waved his hands to her twice, and the car started.

Live well?
Why live well?

He has experienced all the ups and downs that he should have experienced in this life, but he feels more and more boring.

……

Wan Chu'er just pulled the box into the gate of the community, and Xiao Bai's shout came from behind.

"Stop, Wan Chu'er."

Why do you sound a little out of breath?Wan Chuer stopped and looked back.

I saw Xiao Bai striding towards her, An Zihao's silver car was parked on the side of the road with the windows rolled down, Maggie waved to her with a smile on her face, and then the car sped away.

Wan Chuer opened her eyes, did Xiaobai take An Zihao's car to pick her up? !

really.

Xiaobai scolded her when she came over: "You said you didn't tell me about such a big thing when you came back, and you still recognize me as a brother? If An Zihao hadn't said to pick up Maggie, I wouldn't know you came back today Well, a big girl, what should I do if I get lost, what should I do if I am abducted?"

Wan Chu'er blinked, is this worth being angry?

But how could she get lost, how could she be abducted?Although the abduction and trafficking of women is still relatively rampant at this time, she feels that she should not be so unlucky.

"I think……"

"Let's talk about it when we get home!" Xiaobai interrupted Wan Chuer's explanation, raised his chin and said, "Think about what you need to report to me."

Wan Chuer: "..."

Why do you have the intention of invoking a teacher?What did she do?
Xiaobai angrily took the suitcase from Wan Chuer's hand, and walked forward with wind.

On the way back in the car just now, Maggie told him everything about Wan Chuer and Jiang Kechu.

Thinking of this, Xiaobai felt his nose hurt.

After entering the house, Wan Chuer relaxed when she saw the familiar nest. The house was very clean and tidy. Wan Chuer felt that Xiaobai should have hired a part-time worker, and he was not a person who loves to work.

It's a pity that before she could feel the warmth of her next home, Xiao Bai sat on the sofa as if interrogating a prisoner, and pointed to the chair opposite.

"Sit here and tell me honestly what is going on with Jiang Kechu. As long as I'm not around to watch, you'll be kidnapped. Why do you make me worry so much?"

The corner of Wan Chu'er's mouth twitched upon hearing this, why did it sound so awkward.

But she finally understood why Xiaobai was so angry——Jiang Kechu, she thought of Jiang Kechu saying that he had punched Xiaobai, and she had a headache for a while.

Wan Chu'er was dying, and asked weakly, "Can I not say anything?"

"Wan Chuer!" Xiaobai slapped the coffee table, and then pointed to his nose: "Do you know that my nose is hurt!"

Wan Chu'er looked at his nose and muttered, "I think it's still straight."

Xiao Bai glared at her angrily.

When the two were at a stalemate, someone knocked on the door suddenly.

Wan Chuer hurried to open the door as if she had been enlightened.

"Ms. Wan, hello, Team Jiang asked me to give you the key to his house, and Team Jiang said he wants you to move in today."

(End of this chapter)