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"Come on, if you're lazy, just say so and put away these boards and flour.
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She obediently took off her coat, washed her hands and went to pack, "There are so many bags, who else will come?"
"You really think I'm your grandmother," Caiyun said in the kitchen, stretching her neck. "Everything is ready today."
She was overjoyed, "My uncle and his family are back too?"
"He called at ten o'clock and said he would be back for lunch."
She happily went to wash the dishes.
My uncle's family lives in the provincial capital, and they only come back a few times during festivals or when something happens at home. They have two children, a boy and a girl, the older one is ten years old and the younger one is six years old.
Every time she came back, the two children would pester her, each holding one of her thighs, and they would compete to see who she liked more.
"Could it be that the elder brother and younger brother are back as well?"
"Your eldest brother hasn't had his holiday yet, but your younger brother has. I'll take a detour and bring them back together."
As he was speaking, he heard a "beep beep" sound. Shui Zhou shook the plate and threw it down. "You're back!" He ran out of the door and saw that a car full of people had indeed gotten off.
“Uncle!!”
She ran over, jumped onto her uncle's back, and started shaking around while laughing.
Grandma followed and wiped her wet hands on her apron, "You are such a scoundrel, come down here quickly, you are crushing your uncle."
A group of people greeted grandma, then looked at her hanging on her uncle's back, and laughed as they came to hit her.
My uncle kept yelling, "Oh, I'm being strangled."
"Sister, sister." The two children ran over and pulled her legs regardless of anything.
For a moment, people were thrown to the ground and the situation was in chaos.
The uncle finally put her down and said, "You are already such a grown-up girl, why are you still making such a fuss? You won't be able to find a husband in the future."
The young aunt smiled and said, "Your uncle kept talking about you all the way, saying that you haven't seen him for more than half a year and he was worried that you would grow estranged from him."
She giggled and tried to hug her uncle's neck again, but was dodged. "There are so many people here, it's a joke."
"Ouch~" She made a face, "You are the only one who is thin-skinned. I am not afraid of you."
"That's enough," the young man came over and punched her, "you're going crazy and there's no end to it."
She laughed and retorted, "You must be jealous, little brother. After all, I didn't hug you."
"Get out of the way." Everyone laughed and moved their things home.
My uncle is fifteen years older than Shui Zhouyao. It can be said that it was my uncle who helped my grandmother raise her when she was a child. Together with my younger brother, the three of them spent the longest time together, so they have the best relationship.
Not long after the two children entered the house, they ran out to play and did not respond no matter how they were called.
Grandma said, "It's okay, tell them to go play, it's fresh, come back and eat when you're tired."
As he was talking, he was busy boiling water and cooking dumplings. By then, the bustle in the temple had died down and Grandpa, Dad, and Mom had all returned.
Everyone laughed so hard when talking about the temple repair. Grandpa's description was the most touching. He imitated Grandma Xianxin's description and made everyone laugh uncontrollably.
Xiangmei was helping in the kitchen and would chime in whenever she had time, "It really made me laugh so hard. This group of old ladies is so funny. You haven't seen what they look like. Normally they can't even walk, but when they start to earn money, they are just like Wu Song in the real world."
My uncle asked, "Why do you want to build a temple at this time?"
Shui Yuesheng poured some tea and handed a cup to his brother, "You're just idle, not doing anything serious."
grandfather
He said, "Since there are so many young people, I guess they will donate again."
"Is the old village chief still in office? He hasn't retired yet."
"It's early."
Shui Zhouyao and the little brother were chatting in grandma's bedroom. The little brother saw the picture book on the bed and said, "Oh, you started learning to paint?"
He flipped through the pages and laughed out loud, "The story of the rabbit and the wolf is so old-fashioned." He hummed as he spoke, "The wolf fell in love with the sheep, the love was crazy..."
Shui Zhouyao smiled and ignored him. She was lying under the bed looking for a wine bottle. Her grandfather asked her to find a bottle of good wine called "Nian Shang".
The young man was absent-mindedly flipping through the pages, and suddenly stopped at the last page, "Water boat rocking?"
"What's the matter?" She raised her head from under the bed.
The young man leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "You still say you're not in a relationship? Tell the truth."
She looked unhappy and said, "I don't have any yarn." She then lay down to look for it again.
The young man jumped off the bed, "Hey you," he grabbed her collar and dragged her out, pressed his head in front of the album, and pointed at a line of small words, "Isn't this the guy who is so sweet?"
She was still yelling, but when she heard this, although she thought he was teasing her, she couldn't help but stand up and lean over the album to study the small words carefully, "Stupid, it's on the wall."
As for the handwriting, it is somewhat similar, but it is too far-fetched to determine that they are the same person based on these few characters.
She said "and", how could it be possible? Just as she was about to turn her head, she saw the painting again. It showed a rabbit wearing a white coat, a pink hat and gloves, walking hurriedly on a path. It should be night, and there were red lanterns on both sides of the road. A wolf was squatting on a high wall, looking down at it.
There are gorgeous fireworks and a hazy moon in the sky.
"Is this rabbit," she looked up at the boy, "looking for this wolf?" Her heart suddenly skipped a beat.
"You ask me, and I want to ask you the same question. Is it true?"
She suddenly remembered that she once had pink gloves and a hat. She looked at the fireworks in the sky and hurriedly chased after a figure.
What a coincidence! She opened the picture album again and saw the first page, which was pitch black. She could vaguely see a fluffy white rabbit lying on the back of a wolf.
At this time, they heard Xiangmei shouting "It's time to eat", so the two of them threw down the picture album and went to the living room to eat.
She was so absorbed in studying the album that she gobbled the food up so fast that she couldn't taste anything.
"Look how hungry she is." Everyone laughed at her.
After finally finishing her meal, she put down her chopsticks as if she had completed some task, and then ran to her room with the picture album to study it.
"What's wrong with you again?" Everyone laughed and shook their heads, "This kid."
Only the young man was thinking, is it true? She didn't look like that, could it be that they were not together? Or did they break up?
Shui Zhouyao lay on the bed and quickly turned to the second page. In a forest, a rabbit was sitting under a tree as if praying, and the wolf was sitting on the top of the tree, looking down.
Is it going to eat it? I turned to the next page with doubt in my mind. The wolf jumped down, held the rabbit's head with his hands, and pressed it against the tree trunk.
It seems a little familiar, as if I have seen the scene somewhere.
Turning over again, the rabbit met the bad guys and the wolf beat them away.
The wolf was walking in the moonlight, holding the rabbit.
She frowned and continued to turn the page. On the next page, the rabbit was sitting on the treetop. The afterglow of the setting sun cast a layer of light on it. It closed its eyes and swung its two short legs comfortably.
Haha, that’s pretty cute.
Turning over again, they came to the woods again. The wolf was lying on the rabbit's back. His body was red, and he must have been injured.
Injuried?
The distant smell of blood came through the years, and she couldn't help but sit up straight, staring at the forest with wide eyes, and quickly turned to the previous page. The little rabbit was enjoying the sunset, and the light of the sunset was also spreading on the water.
Reservoir?
A wounded wolf in the woods beside the reservoir?
Her heart began to beat rapidly. On the next page, the rabbit brought the medicine box and shouted with his mouth wide open. The wolf hid behind a thick tree trunk and watched secretly.
Chapter 121: The Lost Dog
No matter how the man sweet-talks, he can't make Han Suxi change her mind.
Because the car was parked at the curb, close to a tree, the designated driver's appearance could not be seen clearly, but his tall and slender figure could not be concealed. The lazy and casual posture as he leaned against the car door gave people a very strong impression.
Therefore, he was helpless, but he couldn't suppress the inexplicable jealousy in his heart that he was unwilling to admit.
But reason tells me that it is better to worry about Suxi's safety, which will make people feel more favorable and build a good foundation for the next meeting.
He grabbed the handlebars to prevent them from leaving. Facing the puzzled Han Suxi, his expression became unusually gentle, and he smiled and whispered:
"Suxi, why don't you consider it again?"
"Thank you for your kindness, Oppa, but there's no need. I can take care of myself. Besides, what do I have to worry about?"
The man deliberately glanced at Am, letting Han Suxi know that what he was going to say next was a little worrying.
"Did you know that in the Greater South Peninsula with a population of 5000 million, there are about 10 designated drivers serving the public every day."
"Then?"
Not only Han Suxi, but even Am knew what this person was going to say next. It was probably related to himself, and it was not very pleasant.
"Especially in the late summer nights, the number is even more exaggerated, so there are many "black drivers" waiting around nightclubs and schools, waiting for opportunities to pick up customers. Due to the lack of character and quality evaluation, some of the drivers..."
He said it all in one breath, without caring what Am, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was thinking.
“It’s easy for malicious intent to occur and for crimes to happen.”
"I'm sorry, Master." Han Suxi apologized to Am first, then glared at the man, "Watch your words, this is just a special case, not always like this."
His expression remained unchanged. He did not feel that his words were harsh or blunt at all. He expressed his concerns and doubts about Am openly.
"Not necessarily. Isn't this the possibility that I'm worried about? I just think that in this vast city, in this dangerous world, we need to be careful with strangers."
He looked at the company logo on Am's car and made no secret of his targeting. "Especially me, I have never heard of any driving company called Infinite Trading Company. Suxi, I suspect it is a black driver."
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"Ha." Eminem originally agreed, but when he heard a certain place, he couldn't help but complain, "A place with a population of 5000 million is considered vast? Then isn't the shitty house of a few square meters that I live in considered magnificent?"
Originally I didn't bother to pay attention to him. You chase your woman and I drive my car. It would be great if everything was fine. But this person actually insulted the Infinite Trading Company where he was about to join. It was simply outrageous.
When Am was riding his scooter, he would often meet Pabu who came from a luxury car and gave him the middle finger in provocation, trying to compete with him in speed, when the two cars were passing through a very narrow bend together.
Eminem would take out a beer bottle from his bag, knock on the car window, and signal to the terrified car owner, "If you let me go, I'll let you go, otherwise we'll go to hell together."
As a result, Am and that idiot were detained by the traffic police.
This tells Eminem a simple truth: people who get road rage will get their comeuppance.