The reborn sweet wife is fierce and cute

Chapter 40 Eating
Jiang Kechu never imagined that he was only 26 years old, but he was called an uncle, and he was still a girl of sixteen or seventeen. He felt his forehead twitching.

He seemed to see Wan Chuer's banter, and he paused in his heart, this girl did it on purpose!
That's right, Wan Chu'er did it on purpose. She called Jiang Kechu uncle on purpose. After calling him, she felt that the word uncle was very good.

In this way, she and Jiang Kechu belong to two generations, and it is impossible to talk about that aspect any more. This can be regarded as a way to draw a clear line of demarcation.

Seeing Jiang Kechu's forbearing expression, Wan Chu'er yelled loudly again: "Uncle Jiang, do you know why you came to our house?"

She had just seen the sadness on Bai Zhixi's face. After so many years, her father and mother would still be emotional.

This Jiang Kechu had better have a good excuse, if he just came to see, it would be better not to come, it would make Bai Zhixi sad.

Seeing that Wan Chu'er was burning hot, Bai Zhixi quickly gave her a hand and said, "Chu'er, don't be rude, Comrade Jiang sent the pension for the army."

pension?
Isn't the pension given at the time of sacrifice?How come it's been so many years.

Jiang Kechu saw the little girl staring at him fiercely, and knew that she was not so easy to dismiss, so after thinking about it, he explained: "Many people in the army have been taken care of by Company Commander Wan. Gather up some money and let me bring it here."

Wan Chu'er was silent for a few seconds, and then said flatly, "Oh, so I came by the way."

The people under his father's care have not been seen once in the past six years. Now that their lives are improving, what is the use of these so-called pensions.

Both Bai Zhixi and Jiang Kechu could hear the dissatisfaction clearly.

Jiang Kechu's eyes flickered, but he didn't speak.

Bai Zhixi felt that her daughter was a little ignorant, so she quickly pushed Wan Chu'er into the room, "Chu'er, read the book first, mom will cook the meal soon."

Then he turned to Jiang Kechu and said, "I'm sorry, Comrade Jiang, Chu'er was spoiled by me, this child lost his father at such a young age..."

Facing a kind and sad family member of a martyr, what could Jiang Kechu say, and said in a deep voice, "You're welcome, it's true that we didn't do enough."

Looking at the house full of pickles and Wan Chuer's closed door, Jiang Kechu thought for a while and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. If there's anything else to do in the future, you can call the number just now."

Just now, he left a phone number for Bai Zhixi.

Bai Zhixi hurriedly kept the guests: "It's time to eat, you probably haven't eaten yet, so just stay here and eat before leaving, I'll make it soon."

Jiang Kechu waved his hand and declined: "No need, I'm not hungry yet."

Bai Zhixi continued to stay: "You are a comrade in Shiguo's army, it's rare to come here, and you brought so many things, how could you leave without eating a meal, if Shiguo finds out, he will definitely blame me .”

It's not easy for people to come all the way, but Bai Zhi Xiliu Jiang Kechu's attitude to eat is very sincere and enthusiastic.

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In the end, Bai Zhixi kept Jiang Kechu, and Jiang Kechu really couldn't find anything to say no to Bai Zhixi.

In the room, Wan Chu'er kept listening to the movement in the living room with her ears up.

When he heard that Jiang Kechu had no choice but to agree to stay for dinner, he snorted.

Aren't you Jiang Kechu pretty good at talking? I didn't expect you to be in such an embarrassing time.

Thinking about having dinner at the same table with Jiang Kechu later, Wan Chuer's thoughts were a little complicated, and the book in her hand hadn't been turned for a long time.

Soon, Bai Zhixi's shout came from outside.

"Chu'er, come out."

Wan Chu'er walked out puzzled, and Bai Zhixi handed over a small basin and a pair of chopsticks, and said, "Go to the basement and fetch a pickled melon."

There was really nothing to entertain at home, so Bai Zhixi felt that the pickled melon tasted good, so she wanted to entertain Jiang Kechu with it.

Wan Chu'er quickly figured out Bai Zhixi's intentions, glanced at Jiang Kechu who was sitting next to her out of the corner of her eye, and said reluctantly, "Mom..."

Bai Zhixi pushed her and coaxed her: "Go quickly, after eating, Mom will make it for you."

This pushed Wan Chuer to the door directly, Wan Chuer didn't want to say anything in front of Jiang Kechu, she didn't want Jiang Kechu to see the joke, so she had to go to the basement.

Although Jiang Kechu didn't speak, Wan Chu'er saw every move clearly, and couldn't help but hook his lips slightly.

There was really nothing to do, he heard Bai Zhixi's busy voice in the kitchen, then stood up and looked at the photo frame on the wall.

The bright red photo of the two-year-old Wan Chuer came into view first, and Jiang Kechu immediately recognized that it was little Wan Chuer, thinking that this little girl looked quite cute when she was young.

He turned his gaze to other photos, and the photo of Wan Shiguo in military uniform stood out in front of his eyes. Jiang Kechu couldn't help but become serious. Speaking of which, he had no direct contact with Wan Shiguo.

He did not join the army until the second year after Wan Shiguo died, and his company was named after Wan Shiguo.

Coming to Wutong this time was a different matter. When his old superior learned that he was coming to Wutong, he packed a bunch of things for him to bring. That's why Jiang Kechu appeared in Wanjia.

It happened like this in her previous life, but Wan Chuer and Bai Zhixi had a temper tantrum at that time, and they couldn't stay home for three days, so they didn't run into Jiang Kechu.

Jiang Kechu's eyes were attracted by another photo. In the photo, Wan Shiguo had a doting smile on his face, holding the little Chu'er with braids on his neck.

He thought, Wan Shiguo must love Wan Chu'er very much, and in Wan Chuer's heart, Wanshiguo must also be a very important existence, so it is reasonable for her to be burning just now.

Wan Chu'er picked the smallest pickled melon. When she entered the door, she saw Jiang Kechu looking at the photo on the wall. She couldn't help but snorted, then turned and went into the kitchen.

Bai Zhixi did cook very quickly. She ordered three bowls of noodles, with tomatoes and a few pieces of green vegetables in them, and a poached egg in each bowl.

She quickly washed the pickled cucumbers, cut them into small cubes, put them on a plate, and beckoned her daughter to help her bring them to the dinner table.

Bai Zhi greeted Jiang Kechu with a smile: "Comrade Jiang, the house is really simple, and there is nothing to sell. I'm sorry."

Jiang Kechu glanced at the noodles on the dining table, and said gently: "The noodles look very good, I really like noodles."

These words are not polite, Jiang Kechu really likes to eat noodles, Wan Chuer put the vinegar pot on the table, close to Jiang Kechu.

He also likes to be jealous!

Jiang Kechu raised his eyebrows when he saw the vinegar pot. The girl was smart enough to know how to get him the vinegar pot, and said softly, "Thank you."

Wan Chu'er was stunned for a moment, annoyed in her heart, why did she pretend to be affectionate and give Jiang Kechu a pot of vinegar!

She couldn't take the vinegar pot back anymore, so she could only frown and lower her head to eat her own noodles, thinking that when she finished eating, she hurried to school, and she always made mistakes in front of Jiang Kechu.

(End of this chapter)