Girlfriend's Conspiracy

"And I haven't seen it for a long time!" I murmured in a low voice, using only the voice I could hear.

"So soon?" Uncle Haibo seemed to expect. He just glanced up at me and continued to tamper with his tea set.

"So soon? It seems that uncle Haibo knows that Miao Miao will find Yang Qing?" Meier asked the question for me before I opened my mouth.

"You boy, you really tell Meier everything!" Uncle Haibo's reading glasses are a little unruly. Because he always glances at me, his glasses have slipped onto the bridge of his nose.

As like as two peas, Miao Miao will go to Yang Qing, and you ask him if he has guessed? What can I guess? I just thought Miao Miao would be a little bit reserved. I didn't expect that the temperament was so urgent, just like the old man in her family!

"Uncle Haibo, you're right! Not only Miao Miao, but also old man Hou came in the afternoon! I guess I wanted to rub my spirit in the name of Miao Miao. As a result, I put it together and went back disheartened!"

Uncle Haibo didn't mention it. I really can't remember telling the old man Hou, "become a king and defeat an enemy". At the moment, my words are full of praise for myself.

"Oh? Really?" said for a long time. Uncle Haibo only paused a little when he talked about hou Tiannan. It seems that Hou Tiannan is really worried about this step. He didn't even think of Uncle Haibo.

"This is Hou Tiannan. He's a little anxious..." Uncle Haibo handed me and Meier the tea he cooked in his hand, and seemed to be lost in thought.

"You see, Mo Shen is different. Although he also wants to give you a bully, he is not as stupid as Hou Tiannan, but can calm down. I'm afraid Hou Tiannan was regarded as a gun envoy by Mo Shen without knowing it. Alas, he hasn't made any progress for so many years!"

Uncle Haibo sucked and drank two mouthfuls of hot tea. I listened to his tone. How can I hate iron rather than steel for Hou Tiannan than me?

"No, no," said uncle Haibo, putting the teacup in his hand. "Let's go. The tea has been drunk, the intestines and stomach have been cleared, and it's time to eat."

I nodded and followed. I thought uncle Haibo would drink tea because he had formed a habit of cultivating his sentiment. Unexpectedly, he just wanted to clear his intestines? What an old urchin.

I wanted to hold hands with Meier, but Meier clearly remembered his just hatred. He rushed to Uncle Haibo and held uncle Haibo's arm.

What can I do? I can only reluctantly swing my arm, swish, and then hold uncle Haibo's other arm. In this way, we are like Uncle Haibo's right-hand men.

"Come on, come on, how old are you both? You're as angry as a child." Uncle Haibo was probably not very comfortable with us, so he left us first.

Isn't that right? I don't know what's going on with Meier. Anyway, I've been holding uncle Haibo's arm here. Looking at Meier's momentum of not admitting defeat, it's estimated that Meier is also "cruel".

When Meier and I sat down, the dishes on the table had already been served.

"Lian..." Uncle Haibo opened his mouth and wanted to call me Liancheng, but stopped his mouth in time.

"Xiaoqing, I only told you to cook for Meier and me. If you don't have enough to eat, you can't say I'm hungry outside. I have to blame you. I can only blame you for coming too late!"

Although we are now at Uncle Haibo's house, after all, there are many people and mixed eyes. Uncle Haibo can't guarantee that such a big house is his confidants inside and outside.

The so-called heart is separated from the belly. It is guaranteed that some people are loyal to Uncle Haibo on the surface, but secretly they don't know what shady activities they will do.

A little green is already close. If I shout out the word "Liancheng", I'm afraid I can't escape from Xing Fei's Wuzhishan.

"Uncle Haibo, you can see what you said. If I don't have enough to eat, I can't go outside and break your sign because of these small things!" before uncle Haibo said hello, I picked up chopsticks and swallowed them.

As far as I can see, there are eight or nine dishes instead of ten dishes on the table, and uncle Haibo seems to have expected that I would come tonight and ordered the cook to cook all the dishes I like to eat.

Otherwise, uncle Haibo runs the train with his mouth full. He doesn't know which words he says are true or false.

"There's nothing you want to talk to Uncle Haibo?" Uncle Haibo asked.

I was thinking that if Uncle Haibo didn't ask me, I wouldn't take the initiative, especially when Meier was also present.

"Uncle Haibo, you are so divine. You can guess what I think in my heart! Come on, this shrimp, I am filial to you!" I put a shrimp on the plate in front of Uncle Haibo. Fortunately, the table is not big, otherwise my arm is really not long enough.

"You boy, it's clear that your father is such an honest man. How did he give birth to such a glib monkey!" Uncle Haibo's mouth is not spared, but I think he eats the prawns and is very happy.

"Uncle Haibo! He, you don't know! I guess I haven't learned any other skills for so many years. I've wasted all my time practicing oral Kung Fu!"

Meier's applause was originally just to make the banquet more lively. Unexpectedly, it was a bit self defeating. He watched uncle Haibo's shrimp peeling action stop.

Uncle Haibo is always alone. It's rare that Meier and I can come to accompany him at the same time. Especially this time, when I know my true identity.

It is estimated that Meier's unintentional sentence has recalled uncle Haibo's memory.

"Uncle Haibo! Eat quickly! If you don't finish this one, I'll clip one for you, but there's no place to put it!" I gave Meier a look, and Meier should be aware of her mistake. In order to ease the atmosphere, I quickly picked up another prawn.

"Good boy, you eat, you eat! Uncle Haibo hasn't eaten anything good in these years. It's you who have been wandering outside for so long. It's estimated that you have had a lot of hard days..."

I knew it!

I didn't expect uncle Haibo to look at such a transparent person and blame himself for these things. The last time he recognized me, he didn't look like this? Is it difficult that his reflection arc is longer than ordinary people?