The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 274 The Wine Cellar (1)
When he woke up in the morning, Fu Tianlang had disappeared.

Qiao Guan sat up, stared at the yellowed mosquito net in a daze, then changed his shoes and opened the door to go out. Before he could enter the yard, he heard the sound of "cracking, crackling" firewood.

It turned out to be Fu Tianlang, who was holding an ax early in the morning, and swung it up and down with his two thick arms. Judging by the momentum, he seemed to be hoarding firewood?
Send people home again, cook for them again, and now even stock up on firewood...

Qiao Guan sat idly on the small bamboo stool beside him, staring at him without saying a word.

With a "pop", Fu Tianlang split another log, then stopped and looked at her sideways.

Qiao Wan, who had just woken up, didn't have time to wash her face. She was wearing his shirt, showing her two little white legs, leaning her head against the wall, her unbraided hair was long and straight, and she was gathered into a small ball. Like a white jade doll dozing off.

"Go and wash your face." He picked up a log with downcast eyes, and told him by the way, "Put on your pants."

Qiao Guan sat there quietly, her legs dangling and shaking, but she refused to move.

He split the firewood into two pieces again with a "pop", and looked back at her: "There is flour in the kitchen."

Qiao Wan still didn't move, his big black eyes were open and his mouth was pouting, why he only had a face.

He laughed: "I added an egg for you."

Well, that's pretty much it.

She moved her buttocks and jumped off the bamboo stool, and lazily entered the room with her slippers on.

With two bowls of steaming hot noodles on the table, Qiao Wan didn't care what the old man opposite him was, he was eating like a king!

So one old and one young hold a pair of chopsticks and bury their heads in eating "simply".

The old man stared at the eggs in her bowl, raised his head and asked with a smile, "Girl, where do you live now?"

Qiao smiled without raising his head: "Rongjiang City."

The old man's eyeballs rolled around: "What does that big guy outside do?"

Qiao Guan paused, thinking why the old man was so interested in Fu Tianlang, so he said suspiciously: "Bodyguard."

Which bodyguard can have such a good skill?
The old man put down his chopsticks slowly, glanced at the girl who was still sipping soup, and was about to ask something when Fu Tianlang opened the door and came in.

The old man immediately changed the subject: "When are you going to leave? My place is poor and I don't have any good things, but there is a bag of wrapped peppers in the backyard. If you don't mind, I will move you there."

Fu Tianlang sat down next to Qiao Wan, and saw that she had eaten half of the noodle soup, so he took it naturally and ate it up in two or three.

"We'll stay here for a few days."

This time not only the old man was taken aback, even Qiao Wan couldn't help but look up at him.

"Let's go after your leg injury is healed." He explained lightly, got up and cleaned up the dishes after finishing, and went directly to the kitchen.

As soon as he left, Qiao Wan followed him, but he just stood beside him, looking at him suspiciously.

After Fu Tianlang washed the dishes, he turned around and said, "What do you want to say?"

Qiao Wan blinked: "No, I'll listen to you."

Since he would do this, he must have his reasons. All she can give is unconditional trust.

His eyes seemed to darken, and he rubbed her head: "I'll make dumplings for you at noon."

Qiao Wan froze for a moment, but didn't say a word.

In fact, she doesn't like dumplings very much.

And at noon, watching the old man clean up a plate of leek dumplings, Qiao Wan bit his chopsticks and finally had an answer.

He didn't cook it for her, but for the old man.

Afterwards, Fu Tianlang's actions became even more obvious. The two of them were not relatives. He hoarded firewood, repaired furniture with a hammer, served tea and water, washed and cooked, and treated him like a father every day. Even a fool can see some clues.

Qiao Wan remained calm, secretly guessing that this old man might be his old acquaintance?
The next day, when she didn't get up, Fu Tianlang went out again with the hatchet on his back, but left a note and food for her, saying that he would be back at noon.

Qiao Guan wandered around the yard after eating the noodles. She had nothing to do and wanted to find Fu Tianlang, but she was not familiar with the roads outside and she didn't dare to run around rashly, so she took a pot and watered the vegetables grown in the backyard. water.

When the vegetables were full of water, she was idle again. Bored, she could only go to the door, look outside from time to time, and waited for him to come back.

The old man rested for a few days, and the injury on his foot was almost healed. He came out to wash his face with a mouthwash cup, but when he saw Qiao Wan poking his head at the gate of the courtyard, he joked: "Tsk tsk, you are almost becoming a little lookout stone." Slightly."

Qiao Guan didn't intend to talk to him at first, but when he thought of Fu Tianlang, he leaned over in desperation, helped the old man up and said, "I'll help you."

The old man smiled, but he didn't refuse. He just said while rubbing his face: "You and that young man are good people... Well, I, an old man, can cook two small dishes and don't know how to repay you. Let you go out to the market with me, and I will cook twice-cooked pork for you at noon."

As soon as Qiao Guan heard that there was something to eat, he became energetic, and when he heard that he could go out, he became even more energetic. He packed the vegetable basket, helped the old man and went out.

The market the old man said is in a town not far away, just cross a bridge and walk for about ten minutes.And even though this town is not far from her hometown, Qiao Wan has never been here before, so it feels new.

Today is also the market day. The roads are crowded with people and stalls. Every household has brought out their crops. For a while, the streets are full of shouting and selling. Let alone driving vehicles, it is difficult to pass a person.

Qiao Guan originally supported the old man to walk in, and wanted to go through a small path to buy vegetables directly in the vegetable market, but halfway there, the old man suddenly called out.

"Girl Wan, I was stepped on."

Qiao Wan was taken aback, and hurriedly led him to a corner where there were few people. Seeing him sitting on the stone steps, she didn't let her check his injuries.

"Ouch, it hurts me to death. Which bastard who killed a thousand knives would not step on it, but stepped on my foot." The old man covered his legs and complained, and finally he could only helplessly say to her, "No, no, I didn't I can’t leave, girl, just wait, I’ll write down what you want to buy for you, and you can buy it according to what I wrote in a while.”

(End of this chapter)