After wearing the book, my strategy was wrong, the male protagonist

Chapter 740

Grandma and grandpa greeted Zhong Wan at the gate of the yard as usual.

Zhong Wan parked the car in the parking space outside, opened the door and got off.

The old couple kept looking back at their necks.

Zhong Wan also looked back, but there was nothing behind him.

Zhong Wan wondered, "What are you looking at?"

Grandma replied: "Where's your little boyfriend? Why didn't you come here with you?"

Zhong Wan was stunned for a moment, and followed the second elder into the villa: "He works out of town, not in the imperial capital. Did my mother tell you?"

The crow's feet of grandma's smile became darker. She took Zhong Wan's arm and said triumphantly, "I knew it when your mother told me!"

The auntie at home knew that Zhong Wan liked to drink Mocha coffee, so she specially made it for her.

Zhong Wan took the coffee, thanked her, and asked her grandma, "Did you read it on the news?"

Grandma sat next to Zhong Wan, shaking her head, with a mysterious smile on her face: "No, just guess."

On the other side of the sofa, Grandpa Zhong Wan couldn't hold back his words. He drank some tea to moisten his throat, and opened his voice:
"He Yu's grandpa lives in the same neighborhood as us. A while ago, when your grandma and I were walking around at night, we met their couple, and then we knew about it."

The smile on grandma's face was withdrawn in an instant, and with a straight face, she threw the pillow in hand at grandpa: "You are the only one who talks too much! Even drinking tea can't stop your mouth!"

Grandpa shut his mouth embarrassingly, and drank tea quietly.

"Virtue!" Grandma shot him a look, then turned to talk to Zhong Wan, "Grandma had contact with his family once, and his family has a good personality, so He Yu must be a good boy."

"Call He Yu and your little sister-in-law over for a meal some other day."

The little sister-in-law that grandma calls is Liang Yuyin.

After finishing speaking, he added: "And your brother."

Zhong Wan agreed one by one.

The old couple haven't seen Zhong Wan for a while, and they have a lot to say to her.

After asking Zhong Wan if he hadn't eaten breakfast, Grandpa suddenly became interested again.

Interjected: "There is a new bakery near our house, and it has the kind of bread you loved most when you were a child."

He stood up from the sofa: "Go, grandpa will take you to eat bread."

At noon, grandma has to cook for Zhong Wan herself, take the old and the young out of the house, and clean up the ingredients at home.

The bakery is some distance away from Zhong Wan's grandma's house.

Fortunately, the sun is not strong in the morning, and the temperature is just right.

The two walked for ten minutes and arrived at the bakery.

The bakery is huge and has a dining area inside.

Zhong Wan pushed down the brim of his hat again, bought bread from his grandfather, took a tray, and put it on an empty sofa seat by the window.

No sooner had they sat down than the bakery door opened again.

Four elementary school students with schoolbags walked in.

The little boy who is the leader has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and fair skin.

He is the shortest one among the four primary school students.

Because he was short and cute, standing there motionless, he looked obedient and clever.

He looked at the dining area, scanned around, and locked on to the position behind Zhong Wan.

His eyes were shining, a smile was always on his face, and he raised his finger.

"Qiqi, there is a sofa over there, let's put down our schoolbags first, and then come over to buy bread."

Two schoolchildren behind him protested:
Qiqi nodded: "Okay."

He Zhiyang was very stupid: "Qiqi, is your schoolbag very heavy? Give me your schoolbag, and I'll carry it for you, so that you won't be tired."

He Zhiyang has long been optimistic, the sofa is a loveseat.

When he got Kiki's schoolbag, he could sit with Kiki... and copy her homework.

Qiqi handed the schoolbag to He Zhiyang very naturally.

They have just been promoted to the sixth grade this year and are the bosses of the school.

Especially He Zhiyang, after knowing that Qiangqiang, the monitor of the class next door, also failed the math quiz this time.

He felt that he was invincible.

Holding Kiki's schoolbag in his hand, he walked in the front, as if he had opened up a brand new road.

On the table between the two sofas that are close together, there is a row of green plants that block the line of sight.

It can play a role in protecting privacy more or less.

He Zhiyang put his and Qiqi's schoolbags on the sofa behind Zhong Wan, pointed his nostrils at Qiangqiang, and said:
"Qiqi and I are going to buy bread, please watch our schoolbags here."

Today's bread was a treat for He Zhiyang, and the remaining two little boys naturally had no objection and nodded in agreement.

Zhong Wan felt that the voice of the little boy behind him was slightly pulled and tender, and he seemed familiar.

I seem to have heard it somewhere.

But she rarely came to this area, how could she know the children in this area.

He must have heard it wrong.

Zhong Wan put the matter behind her and continued to chat with her grandfather.

In a few minutes, He Zhiyang and Qiqi bought bread and walked over with the bread.

Seeing a tray full of bread, the two little boys wowed twice:
"This bread is very expensive. A small piece costs more than 20 yuan. He Zhiyang, why did you buy so much?"

He Zhiyang began to pretend/force: "It's okay, there are not many, these Kiki want to try, so I bought them all for her."

The hidden love rival asked strongly: "He Zhiyang, didn't your brother reduce your pocket money? Why do you still have money to buy so much?"

He Zhiyang was proud: "My brother was beaten up by me last time. He not only recognized me as my brother, but also gave me all his money, so I am very rich now."

Qiqi took a bite of the bread and exposed him mercilessly:
"That's not it. He Zhiyang's brother found a girlfriend, and because he was in a good mood, he wrapped him a big red envelope."

He Zhiyang was in a hurry: "Qiqi!"

Qiqi still had a piece of bread in her mouth, turned her head to look at He Zhiyang, and muttered: "You can't say that!"

He Zhiyang looked at her cute eyes, and the anger in his heart dissipated: "I can say, anyway, I am rich now!"

Hearing the word "Qiqi", Zhong Wan raised his eyebrows.

It shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?
She remembered that the melancholy prince had a good relationship with a little girl named Qiqi.

In the past, I often mentioned Qiqi to her on WeChat.

Could the little boy behind her be a melancholy prince?

Is the world so small?

Zhong Wan is not too sure yet, after all, there are so many people in the world, and the imperial capital is so big.

There are too many people with the same name and surname or with similar voices.

She wanted to listen to it again, but the children behind her stopped talking and began to do their homework in peace.

Zhong Wan had no choice but to give up and eat the bread her grandfather specially picked out for her.

Not long after, the group of children behind them started to make noise again.

He Zhiyang is a person who can't calm down.

So, while writing homework, He Zhiyang raised the topic, and the few of them ate bread, studied, and chatted.

He Zhiyang remembered that he had never boasted about playing games with God Z in front of Qiangqiang.

So, under his guidance, the topic turned to Glory of the King.

(End of this chapter)