The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 336 Is He Your Uncle
The weather in Rongjiang City is really unpredictable. When I went camping, the sky was clear, but when she came back, it rained for several days.

Qiao Wan pushed open the window, and a dark cloud gradually covered the blue sky. Coupled with the gloomy cold wind, it seemed that the rain showed no signs of stopping.

She was frowning and teasing the cat on the balcony, a little bit reconciled, it was rare to have a summer vacation but she could only stay at home.

Another week later, Qiao Wan started to pack his luggage near the end of August.

It was the first time for Qiao Guan to leave her parents and go to school in another place when she was so old. Although Fu Tianlang was with her, Qiao's mother was still worried and took her everywhere to buy daily necessities to bring to the capital.

At this moment, the mother and daughter were pushing shopping carts and shuttled through various supermarkets. Mother Qiao carefully prepared a set for her, ranging from toothbrushes and cups to blankets and bedding.

Qiao Wan rubbed her nose, the place she was going to was not in the suburbs, so she didn't need to bring so many things in big and small bags.

But she didn't say a word, and then she heard Qiao's mother talking there.

"After you report to school, remember to call home. You can't call once every two days. If you can live on campus, you can live on campus. If you can't, you have to sleep in a separate room with A-Lang. Girls should be reserved, and they are not allowed to talk to each other before they are married. What about him!"

Qiao Wan pushed the cart, muttering silently: "Then what?"

As soon as the words fell, she was knocked on the back of the head. She let out an "ouch" in pain, and touched her head to meet Qiao's mother's angry eyes.

She immediately changed her words, and nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "No, definitely not."

Qiao's mother was still staring at her, her eyes suddenly turned a little red: "Look at you, you've grown so big in the blink of an eye... Now I'm going to go to school in other places, and in a few years, I'll have to get married and have children."

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, then turned around and hugged her, sniffing the smell of laundry soap on her mother's body, her nose was a little sore.

"Call home when you're hungry. I'll send you sausages and rice. I'll tell you everything I want. Mom will send it to you. Eat less food from outside. If you can start a business by yourself, try to start a business. Ah Lang... well, in The family treats you very well, who knows how it will be outside, you, you have to treat yourself well, if he bullies you, don’t be afraid, call home, your father and I will go to find him even if we fight this old life. he……"

Qiao's mother kept on talking endlessly, pinching her hands and touching her face from time to time. Half of her black hair had already turned white, but she hadn't worked in the fields for a few years, so her skin was a little fairer, except for the corners of her eyes. Still showing a few fine lines...

Qiao Guan looked up at the woman in front of her, a country woman of medium build and little culture, who had managed the family business all her life, cared for her husband and raised her children, and spent all her youth raising them...

This is her mother.

A few days later, the day of departure finally ushered in.

Qiao's father and Qiao's mother sent Qiao Wan to the station, followed by Fu Tianlang who was carrying the luggage, knocking.

The sunlight of the day slanted upwards, reflecting the slightly vicissitudes of the faces of the couple.

Qiao Wan was a little bit reluctant, and cried with Qiao's mother, snot and tears.

Until the train, Qiao Wan was still dawdling with Qiao's mother, waiting until the last moment before stepping up the steps of the train.

With the sound of "kuang kuang" echoing in his ears, Qiao Wan lay on the car window and waved to Qiao's parents and Qiao's mother in the distance. Seeing the figures of the two elders gradually shrinking, she also burst into tears.

Warm fingertips gently rubbed her face, Qiao Wan choked, and turned to look at Fu Tianlang who had never said a word.

"On National Day, let's go home."

Fu Tianlang nodded, and gently wiped away her tears with the back of his hand.

Two days later, Qiao Wan finally arrived at the place.

She stood at the gate of the train station, carrying her luggage and looking up, the sky was blue and high, very quiet and bright.

When she came this time, she thought that Fu Tianlang would take her to the Fu's house, but it was not the case. He took her to hail a taxi, and went straight to an apartment near X University.

Qiao Wan followed him in, put down his luggage and walked around. This is a three-bedroom, two-living and two-bathroom house. It is a regular three-bedroom house. The north and south are transparent, the lighting is excellent, and the ventilation effect is also good.

Surprised, she went to the master bedroom again, and when she got out of the balcony, she found a small park downstairs, where several old people and children were doing sports.

"You bought it?" She looked at the warmer-colored decoration in the room. It was clean and tidy, with complete furniture, and there was a warm atmosphere around.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and nodded: "Do you like it?"

Qiao Wan raised her face and slowly looked at this cold and profound face. She paused for a moment, then suddenly turned around and hugged him, and said with a smile, "I like it, but my mother let me live in school..."

Hearing this, Fu Tianlang was stunned for a moment. He leaned over to meet her flexible eyes, and asked her to fulfill his promise with a stiff expression: "Cohabitation."

Qiao Wan complained: "I'm not full yet, I said I'd be eighteen before..."

Seeing his face stiff like a stone sculpture, Qiao Wan changed his words with a smile: "I'm lying to you, who will warm my bed when I live in school?"

Fu Tianlang tightened his arms around her, pushed her onto the bed with all his strength, and kissed her cheek with suppressed breath.

Qiao Guan didn't refuse, and let him kiss her eyes, nose, and ears, but just as he was about to kiss her lips, she turned her face away, rubbed her belly and muttered: "Brother Lang, I'm hungry."

He ignored her until Qiao Wan's face was flushed red by the kiss, and then he let her go.

Although the new house has all the appliances, there is only a lack of ingredients.

Qiao Wan was so hungry that he didn't want to go out to eat, nor was he willing to order takeaway. At this time, the sausage and rice that Qiao's mother asked her to bring came in handy.

She found a rice cooker in the kitchen, with rice, oil, salt and everything, enough for her to cook a pot of delicious sausage rice.

While washing the pots and dishes, she turned her head dissatisfied.

Fu Tianlang was crossing his arms, leaning against the door like a normal person, other than staring at her with cannibalistic eyes, he had no intention of coming up to help at all...

Qiao Wan narrowed his eyes and stared at him: "What are you looking at?"

He opened his lips lightly, with a serious attitude: "You."

Qiao Wan blushed and lowered her head to ignore him.

There was morning light shining on her face, small nose tip, slightly parted red lips, two braids hanging behind her back, her skin was surprisingly white, and now she lowered her eyebrows and looked smooth, washing pots and dishes, and peeking at him from time to time, Just like a little daughter-in-law who is cooking for her husband's family.

Fu Tianlang's eyes darkened again, and he looked at her thoughtfully for a long time, until the other party pretended to be angry and scolded him: "What are you looking at, go clean the pot!"

Fu Tianlang's eyes were obviously stunned for a moment, and then he walked towards her with his long legs, not brushing the pot, but brushing her.

Being caught and kissed again, Qiao Wan was upset, and pushed him away forcefully with puffed cheeks: "You cooked the meal."

He looked at her and shook his head: "you do it later."

Qiao Wan's eyes widened immediately, and Qiao's mother's words echoed in her head...

Men are unreliable!unreliable!
Lo and behold, just as he got off the train, he changed!

Fu Tianlang laughed, and put his arms around her not to let her go: "In our house, cooking is the wife's job."

In fact, Fu Tianlang is a bit of a machismo in his bones. Although he doesn't treat his wife as an object, he still thinks that it is only natural for a man to support the family and for a woman to wash and cook.

And he is an ordinary person, so he can't avoid it. Compared to a woman who is competitive with him, he prefers to go home every day and see a little woman whom he loves deeply and is willing to give her everything to help him. Lulu, that would give him an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.

Qiao Wan glared at him unhappily: "Who is your wife? I haven't married you yet, and you marry a wife just to cook?"

There was a smile in his eyes, and he deliberately teased her: "There is still a baby."

Qiao Guan was so angry that he kicked him, and when he heard his muffled smile, his cheeks blushed.

Then she was in a trance again. When she was in Qiao's house, she felt that this man was very depressed. He was honest and loyal before and after. Bad temper also began to show to her one by one.

Qiao Guan glanced at him secretly: "Do you still remember that time with Zhao Qi? You went out of your body, and I found you by a lake."

He paused and nodded.

His memory was blank for a moment at that time, although he couldn't remember what he had done, but her breath was still there.

"Then I brought you home, but that night, you..."

His eyes were burning: "What about me?"

"You are bad." Qiao Wan said angrily.

She didn't think of this at the beginning, but now she gradually understands that the skin of a person is just a disguise, and the soul is the truest reflection of a person.

She rubbed his face vigorously, and muttered: "So you have been pretending for the past ten years, but I haven't married you yet, you are so eager to expose yourself, what if I go back on my word and don't marry you? manage?"

He put away the smile on his face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at her, as if he wanted to chew her up and eat her!

Qiao Guan was not afraid, she still looked at him with a smile, until he suddenly let go of her and turned to wash the pots and dishes.

That night, Fu Tianlang was the one who cooked and the one who washed the dishes, and the situation remained the same for the next few days.

Qiao Guan propped up his chin, watching his figures coming in and out, smiling like a cat that only eats sweets.

On the first day of freshmen's registration, the school gate was crowded with people, and there were people coming and going everywhere, all young people with luggage and full of vigor.

Qiao Wan was also one of them, although she didn't bring any luggage.

Obviously, Fu Tianlang bought a flat near X University in advance because he had done his calculations early in the morning. He just waited for her to leave Qiao's house and live directly in his sphere of influence. Qiao Guan sighed quietly because of his scheming. in one breath.

"What are you thinking?" The man next to her rubbed her hair and led her to the medical examination.

Qiao Wan ignored him, took the materials and left.

During this period, a junior senior student stood beside her, and looked at this tall, burly warrior-looking man with a bewildered look. She wanted to chat with him, but she saw him wearing a stranger's face. Looking like Wu Jin, he turned to strike up a conversation with Qiao Wan.

He enthusiastically told Qiao Wan about the location of the dormitory and cafeteria, and it didn't take long to get straight to the point.

"Is he your uncle?"

Qiao Guan choked for a moment, looked back at Fu Tianlang's face that suddenly sank, covered her mouth and suppressed a smile.

He already looks mature, but now he is wearing a black suit, and he is more calm and introverted than his peers, standing with her...

Qiao Wan nodded: "Yes."

"Is your uncle a mixed race?" Senior sister's eyes lit up.

"No."

"He's so handsome." After she finished speaking, she pulled her aside and asked in a low voice, "Does your uncle have a girlfriend?"

Qiao Guan nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, completely ignoring the dark face of the man behind him.

(End of this chapter)