Chapter 182

The four happiest things in life are the wedding night, the golden list, the long drought, the sweet dew, and the old acquaintance in another country.

Zhao fan has been studying in the Party school for almost a month. He spends eight hours a day, four in the morning and four in the afternoon. In general, Zhao fan will go to a nearby primary school to pick up Wu Yan's daughter from school after class in the afternoon, and then send him to a nearby piano training school to study piano.

The next time was to walk around the park with your hands on your back, watch the old men in the park play chess, give instructions from time to time, and even swear how to go. The old man who played chess was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and individual excitedly stood up and kicked people out with a crutch.

"Pa!"

Zhao fan came again. He squatted quietly next to the two old men and looked at them for a while. He directly picked up a car and photographed it. He vowed: "general! Lao Zhuang, listen to me. Just go. You'll win! "

"Hey, Lao Kong, you'll lose!"

The two chess players in the park are relatively old. They basically know each other and call them uncle Zhuang and uncle Kong. Both of them have long been gray haired. Uncle Zhuang has only two fingers in one hand. It is said that he fought in his youth and was blown away by shells.

Uncle Kong is a one eyed dragon. It is said that he was blinded by shrapnel during the war.

At the moment, uncle Kong's only eye lit up. Before the old comrades in arms opposite him could react, he picked up the gun and turned over and ate the car directly. Then he calmly smiled and said, "old Zhuang, you lost!"

"Blind Kong, is that my chess?" Uncle Zhuang was furious and trembled with anger. He touched his crutch and threw it aside, scolding: "little rabbit, I can't spare you!"

Zhao fan stared at the gun that ate the car, jumped far away, and said with some annoyance: "miscalculation, Lao Zhuang, I'm sorry, you can set up a new set. It's time. I have to pick up my niece."

Then he ran away.

Looking at Zhao fan who disappeared at the corner of the park, uncle Zhuang trembled with anger and cursed: "where's the little rabbit running out? It's been a month. Do you bother to make trouble every day?"

Uncle Kong smiled as he played chess and said, "I asked. It seems that he ran out of Lao Luo's house. If he didn't obey, he was sent to the Party school."

"Send it to the Party school. The little rabbit should be educated." Uncle Zhuang blew his beard and glared: "that game just now didn't count. Come again. It's no wonder that Luo Gensheng ran out of the old boy's house. It's so impolite."

"Change a place tomorrow to save the little rabbit from making trouble again."

Uncle Kong glanced: "you said so yesterday. Didn't he find it again? The park is so big. Where else can you change?"

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At 6:30 every night, after Wu Yan's daughter learned the piano, Zhao fan picked it up. When she came home, Wu Yan almost cooked the meal. The food in the Party school canteen was not delicious, but mainly had that taste every day, so Zhao fan basically ate and drank at Wu Yan's house.

After a month, Zhao fan has been used to it. Zhao fan feels as if he has really integrated into this role and takes xiaomei'er as his niece.

As for Wu Yan, when she is a sister, she must not be close, nor can she be related by blood.

Deep in Zhao fan's heart, there is always a fantasy about such a goddess. Of course, sometimes Zhao fan will go to the Luo family to see the Luo Cheng family, and he will go tonight.

Because this evening, Luo Xiaobei will fly to Kyoto University in the imperial capital to report, and the girl has called Zhao fan to make him dress more formally, and she must hold her favorite tulip, otherwise she won't go to Kyoto University.

"Sister Wu, I won't eat here tonight." Holding xiaomei'er to 3602, Zhao fan looked at the busy figure in the kitchen and said, "I have to go to the airport to see Xiaobei off."

That figure, that temperament, and the black underwear pants hanging on the balcony make Zhao fan feel that his eyes are not enough.

Wu Yan was stunned for a moment. There was a trace of disappointment on her face. Then she smiled and said, "well, president Luo's daughter is so successful. It's time to send her to Kyoto University. I've washed your suit and put it in the left wardrobe. Dress formally. Don't lose face to the Luo family."

"Also, pay attention to safety on the road."

Zhao fan nodded. In the past month, Wu Yan has basically washed his clothes and trousers. This treatment makes Zhao fan wake up from his dreams for several nights.

"Uncle, I'm going too!" Little mei'er stared at her big black eyes and quickly hugged Zhao fan's thigh.

The child follows Zhao fan wherever he goes. I don't know. I thought it was Zhao fan's daughter.

"Mei'er is good. My uncle will come back at once." Wu Yan hurriedly came over and picked up xiaomei'er.

Zhao fan leaned over his face, smiled and kissed xiaomei'er's face and said, "uncle will bring you a snack in the evening."

With that, Zhao fan turned to his door, opened the door and took out his clothes. At that moment, he was so close to Wu Yan. The faint fragrance on his body and the milk ditch close at hand made Zhao fan swallow saliva.

"Shit, over time, if she really wants to treat me as her brother, what should I do?" Zhao fan muttered while changing clothes.

MAHLE Gobi, I think it's a little messy. - Lun means.

When Zhao fan appeared at the airport wearing a white suit and holding a handful of tulips, many people looked at him. His standard figure, handsome facial features and height of 1.8 meters made many girls feel they were in love at a glance.

In the distance, Luo Xiaobei came running with a happy face and hugged Zhao fan tightly the next moment.

After taking a look over there, Luo Cheng, Wang Wenjing, Luo Danxin, a big figure in the Luo family, and more than a dozen zero people who don't know who are. Don't think they are all big people, which makes Zhao fan a little embarrassed. He quickly gently pushed Luo Xiaobei away, handed over the tulips and said, "here you are. I don't have to say the flower language of tulips. You can understand it."

Who knows, Luo Xiaobei pouted and said foolishly, "I don't know, brother Xiaofan, what's the flower language of tulips?"

Zhao fan touched his nose and thought it seemed that the girl was not going to get on the plane. He quickly said, "I like you!"

Luo Xiaobei looked successful and walked over there with Zhao fan's arm in his arm. Many people must know the news, but few are qualified to send it.

To tell the truth, Zhao fan is also very nervous. He has heard a lot about the great man of the Luo family, that is, Luo Danxin, but he has never seen a real person. This time, he seems to be unable to escape. In the face of such a person, let alone a small mayor of Heifeng Town, even the mayor will be Alexander.