Chapter 1398

"Here comes the bus!"

An xiaonuan said, pointing to the slowly approaching vehicle not far away.

The bus stopped at this stop. No one got off here. Only an xiaonuan and Yeming Jue got on the bus.

The car was very empty and there were few passengers. They found a seat in the back row. An xiaonuan looked at the scenery outside curiously and found that the scenery in many places had changed from a few years ago.

The sun came in from the window, fell on her bright and white face, and plated her cheek with a layer of light and soft gold.

Lord Yeming couldn't help kissing and kissed her on the cheek.

"Uncle..." an xiaonuan can't help being angry.

"What's the matter?" Lord Yeming stroked a wisp of broken hair on her forehead.

"This is a bus." an xiaonuan reminded with a small mouth.

"But there is no one on the bus." Yeming Jue seriously added.

"Isn't the driver still ahead..." an xiaonuan thinks uncle's skin is too thick.

But over the years, she has been used to it. Sometimes she still feels a little shy, especially when Uncle kisses her in front of many people.

Really, for fear that others don't know that she is uncle's wife?

Looking at the shy look of the little girl, Yeming Jue smiled.

He has taken off his sunglasses. When he smiles, there is a different tenderness in his deep eyes, which is warmer than the sun. His closed black eyes are as bright as the stars.

Ann xiaonuan looked at it and couldn't help blushing.

This is the person she loves. For so many years, her uncle has never changed. Even a simple action and smile are still as gentle as before.

She picked up her sunglasses and put them on again for Lord Yeming: "it's better not to be recognized."

Lord Yeming did not take off his sunglasses.

Although this is Europe, he also has many industries here. His face can be called a pass in many places here.

The bus drove very slowly, bypassed the square where many white pigeons stopped and stopped beside a beautiful street.

On both sides of the street are European buildings with obvious style. Most of the shops here are not gorgeous, and few luxury goods will set up shops here.

This is an old street in the city. Most of the shopkeepers are local old people and sell some self-made handicrafts.

These handicrafts are deeply loved by an xiaonuan.

She was once attracted by these exotic handicrafts, which even inspired her creation at a certain time.

They strolled for a while, bought some small things, and then had lunch in a nearby restaurant. They ate simple bread and thick soup.

Then bathed in the setting sun in the afternoon, continue to stroll along the street.

"Uncle, look at this small sculpture. Does it look like the one we bought five years ago?" an xiaonuan asked.

This shop buys coarse porcelain utensils and sculptures. The largest utensils are as big as one person's embrace, and the most attractive ones are those exquisite sculptures.

There is a sculpture in the shape of a little angel, which is only the size of a palm. It looks lifelike. It lowers its head and covers its face with an unspeakable sprout.

"It's very similar," said Lord Yeming.

He remembered that Ann xiaonuan liked the sculpture very much and kept it in the living room of the villa. Later, the smelly boy of Andrew's an Zixuan came to the villa and accidentally broke the sculpture.

Although an xiaonuan didn't blame an Zixuan, Andrew scolded the boy, and then looked for a long time. He wanted to find a similar sculpture for an xiaonuan, but he never found it.

"Five years ago?"

A female voice suddenly came from the shopkeeper here.

The shopkeeper was a girl in her twenties, blonde and blue eyed. Her long hair was braided into beautiful braids. She looked at Yeming Jue and an xiaonuan in surprise and asked in English.

"You two came here five years ago?"

Ann nodded as like as two peas. "Well, we bought a little angel statue here just now. It's just like this."

The shopkeeper's face was a little embarrassed: "Everything in our shop should have been unique. We never make the second same thing. My father always operated before, and he made all the goods himself. After his death a year ago, I missed him very much, so I made something similar to before to commemorate him. I'm very sorry if it caused inconvenience to you two."

Ann xiaonuan understands that the shopkeeper girl is worried that she will be angry.

After all, the biggest feature of this store is that all goods are unique. In this way, naturally, no customers want to see the same second thing.

"It doesn't matter," she said hurriedly. "Just before, the statue we bought was accidentally broken. It's fate to see the same today."

Then he pulled the sleeves of Lord Yeming: "uncle, let's buy this?"

"OK." Yeming agreed without thinking.

Just about to take out the black card to pay the bill, he saw an xiaonuan look at him angrily: "uncle, there is no card here, only cash."

When she finished, she picked up her small bag and had to pay cash.

I didn't know it was empty. When I looked carefully, there was a hole in the bag. Not only the cash, but also the cards given to her by the housekeeper Peter.

"This... What's going on," an xiaonuan couldn't help wondering, "well, how could a hole be broken?"

"It doesn't matter. Since you are destined for the little angel statue, you can accept no money..." the shopkeeper girl smiled kindly and picked up the box to wrap the statue and give it to an xiaonuan.

But suddenly a hand reached out and grabbed the little angel statue.

The shopkeeper was stunned, and an xiaonuan was also stunned.

"Is this a shop or a charity?" the one who robbed the statue was a young girl, sneering at an xiaonuan. "I want to buy things without money. Why don't you rob it? I like the statue. You can roll away."

Then he took out a black card and handed it to the stunned shopkeeper: "swipe the card. If you can't swipe the card, I have plenty of cash!"

The shopkeeper recovered and looked embarrassed: "this..."

The girl seemed dissatisfied with her hesitant attitude and frowned: "why, don't you do business yet?"

Looking at the price marked on the statue, she directly took out a pile of cash: "is this enough? Don't change it."

An xiaonuan: "

She hasn't seen such an arrogant person for a long time. I remember the last time she encountered such a thing, it was more than ten years ago.

Angry to angry, but for a moment it seems like a feeling of returning to the past.

I didn't expect to encounter such a thing here. Maybe it's the disadvantage of not taking bodyguards

She pouted and looked at Yeming Jue beside her.

Lord Yeming was wearing sunglasses and couldn't see his eyes clearly. His face was already cold,

The shopkeeper still hesitated, wondering whether he should take the money or not.

After pausing for a few seconds, she looked at an xiaonuan apologetically: "Miss, how about..."