Chapter 189

For a long time, Wan chu'er said a comforting sentence: "a person is actually very good, not so much concerned."

After listening to Wan Chuer's words, the driver in front almost choked to death. What's this!

He quickly looked in the rearview mirror, fearing that Zhong Lao would be angry, and boldly said:

"Today's little girls are just joking. Don't listen to this little girl's nonsense, old Zhong."

Zhong Lao gave a specious, um.

Wan chu'er looked in the rearview mirror and saw a face that was about to be distorted. He was trying to wink at her, but the wink was a little complicated, with round eyes, twitching cheeks and shaking his head.

It makes her mouth twitch. Is it really okay to drive like this?!

Before the driver's face was about to cramp, he finally heard Wan Chuer speak on his own initiative.

"Old Zhong, why did you hum when I just got on the bus?"

She didn't know what to say to master Zhong, so she asked the question that had been stuck in her mind.

Old Zhong didn't expect Wan Chuer to ask this. Subconsciously, he wanted to hum again. He thought that she was also a child without relatives. He said:

"Thank you for coming and going. It's wordy. I don't think it's troublesome."

Wan Chuer: "... You are so direct."

She didn't defend anything, but to be honest, in front of the old man, telling the truth was a wiser choice.

Zhong Lao smiled and ignored her words.

After waiting for a while, he still couldn't wait for Zhong Lao's voice. The face in the rearview mirror began to twist again. It was really the wrong bus. He knew that there was no free lunch in the world and he had to chat with him when taking a bus. Wan Chuer sighed silently, searched his stomach for a long time, and asked aloud:

"Old man, are you still in a wheelchair?"

"If you are too lazy to walk, just sit for a while." Zhong Lao replied.

"This is not good. Life lies in exercise. Older people should move more to save their joints from stiffness." Wan Chuer thought and said, "walk more. It's also helpful for digestion. You can eat more rice."

Master Zhong smiled and said, "I'm not greedy at my age."

Wan chu'er thought for a while and asked, "don't you have anything to eat?"

When she saw the old man drooping his eyes, she seemed to be thinking and unwilling to pay attention to her.

Wan Chuer looked up at the rearview mirror again. The driver seemed to be waiting for her. Seeing that she had seen it, she immediately nodded fiercely, and then raised her head again.

The big man really cared for the old man, and Wan Chuer had to continue:

"There are two things I like most. One is the braised meat cooked by my mother, and the other is the pickle cooked by my mother. Unfortunately, I can't eat that taste since my mother left.

If you have something you like to eat, you have to cherish it. "

After listening to thousands of Chu's words, Zhong Lao's eyelids suddenly lifted up, and a sharp light burst forth in his indifferent eyes.

He turned his head and looked at Wan chu'er. He saw that she was generous and didn't have any sneakiness. After a while of meditation, he restrained the light again and said slowly, "I don't have a chance to eat what I like."

Wan chu'er "ah", blurted out and asked, "are you..."

It's hard to say this. Like her, her favorite food is made by her relatives, and then her relatives are gone, and the taste is gone?

Zhong Lao ignored Wan Chuer and fell into his own memory.

In the dark days, the bright figure was dexterous. All the meals she cooked were delicious, especially the pickles she cooked and the rare bowl of braised meat.

Unfortunately, he made a big mistake and never had a chance to taste it again.

In silence, the car quickly drove to the door of Wan Chuer's community.

Wan chu'er quickly got off the bus, picked up his luggage, looked at the figure that revealed a trace of loneliness, thought about it, she still said: "you're old alone, you should live a good life."

Old Zhong had no waves on his face. He waved to her twice and the car started.

Live well?

For what?

He had experienced all the ups and downs in his life, but he felt more and more insipid.

……

Wan Chuer just pulled the box into the door of the community, and Xiaobai's cry came from behind.

"Stop, Wan Chuer."

Why do you sound a little angry? Wan Chuer stopped and looked back.

Xiaobai walked towards her. An Zihao's silver car stopped by the road. The window rolled down. Mai Qiqi smiled and waved to her, and then the car went out.

Wan Chuer opened his eyes. Did Xiaobai take an Zihao's car to pick her up?!

Sure enough.

Xiaobai came and scolded her: "you said you didn't tell me such a big thing when you came back. Do you recognize my brother? If an Zihao hadn't said to pick up Mai Qiqi, I wouldn't know you came back today. What if a big girl was lost and kidnapped?"

Wan Chuer blinked. Is it worth getting angry? But how could she get lost? How could she be abducted? Although trafficking in women is still rampant at this time, she thinks she shouldn't be so unlucky“ I think... "Let's talk at home!" Xiaobai interrupted Wan Chuer's explanation, raised his chin and said, "you think about what you need to report to me." Wan Chuer: "...." why do you mean to ask for punishment? Did she do anything? Xiaobai angrily took the suitcase from Wan Chuer's hand and walked ahead with wind. Just on the way back from the car, Mai Qiqi told him everything about Wan Chuer and Jiang Kechu. Thinking of this, Xiaobai feels his nose hurts. After entering the house, Wan Chuer relaxed when he saw the familiar nest. The house was very clean and tidy. Wan Chuer felt that Xiaobai should have hired a hourly worker. He was not a man who loved to work. Unfortunately, before she could feel the warmth of her home, Xiaobai sat on the sofa and pointed to the opposite chair“ Sit here and tell me what happened to Jiang Kechu. As soon as I wasn't watching, you were kidnapped. Why did you let me worry so much? " Hearing this, Wan chu'er's mouth twitched. How can this sound so awkward. But she finally understood why Xiaobai was so angry - Jiang Kechu. She thought of Jiang Kechu's saying that she punched Xiaobai, and she had a headache for a moment. Wan chu'er was dying and asked weakly, "can I not say it?"“ Wan Chuer! " Xiaobai slapped on the tea table, then pointed to his nose: "do you know my nose is hurt!" Wan chu'er looked at his nose and muttered, "I think it's still straight." Xiaobai glared at her angrily. When they were deadlocked, suddenly someone knocked at the door. Wan chu'er, if released, hurried to open the door“ Hello, Miss Wan. Team Jiang asked me to give you the key to his house. Team Jiang asked you to move in today. " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.