Chapter 716: Cold Dew 1

When Jie Hanlu opened the steamer, white steam filled his face.

The green dumpling lies on the rice dumpling leaves, looking like a rainy morning that has not yet woken up.

She wiped her glasses and heard the sound of wind chimes outside.

"Auntie~~."

Xie Yuchen's voice was like cotton wool that had been exposed to the sun, falling softly into her heart.

The little man in pink clothes was pulling at Jie Hanlu's legs.

He stood on tiptoe to look at the steamer, and a tuft of hair stuck up at the back of his head, like spring hair.

Han Lu couldn't help but rub his little head, "Auntie will hold you."

The soft body lying on top of her made her brows soften.

Jie Jiu's footsteps came from behind, and he looked at his daughter with guilt.

His time is running out.

"I'll leave Yuchen to you from now on."

Xie Hanlu didn't say anything. Sometimes she was so cold that she didn't seem like a member of the Xie family. It seemed like the Xie family members were born to talk, but that had nothing to do with her.

There was no smile on his face towards Jie Jiu.

"understood."

As expected, as long as you keep your own habits, others will get used to you.

Hanlu is still very happy about this.

In her previous life, people said she had a silly face. In this life, she has always had a stern face since she was a child, and gradually, her face became cold.

Hanlu felt that she was great and was really good at pretending. Sometimes when she looked in the mirror, she felt that this woman was really cold.

Hei Xia Zi saw her smiling face and said that she looked silly when she laughed, so he told her not to laugh anymore. He was used to the mute and didn't mind having another mute woman, so Hei Xia Zi's pension was deducted again.

Black Bear: . . . . .

You can insult me, but you can't deduct my money.

Zhang Qilin clenched his fists as he looked at the person who turned around and cheated him of his pocket money.

The two men started fighting in the yard.

I'm already used to the Cold Dew.

She understands the love of the elderly, and she has even seen the love of her parents.

Love is a lot like life, there are fewer good things and more bad things.

Hanlu was lucky, as he was pulled over to work before he died.

But she can't do this or that, except for one thing: she's lucky.

For example, if bullets were fired at her, no matter where she moved, they would not hit her. It was so magical.

When the system asked her to save people, she said she couldn't.

The next day, there were two centenarians in her yard, and she didn't need to explain anything.

The system was speechless.

This kind of host doesn't need it at all. It got so angry that it just left.

Cold Dew: . . . .

Why break the defense? Isn't this normal? Hanlu also asked Zhang Qilin, and he said that it was Ultimate who asked him to follow her.

Hei Xiazi looked at the sky and the earth and had no choice but to accept it.

The dumb's reasons are always right.

When applying for an ID card, Hei Xia Zi refused to do so. He always felt that he would be arrested if he went in.

But when everyone looked at him normally, he knew how abnormal this woman from the Xie family was.

Just horrible.

It's being normal that's scary.

He still doesn't understand.

Then he found that it was okay for him to be malicious in his heart, but he would be extremely unlucky if he had malicious intentions. No matter whether he did anything or not, he would be unlucky as long as he had malicious intentions.

So he tried a different mindset, praising and blessing Hanlu in his heart every day, and things would go particularly smoothly for him.

It's outrageous, he actually wins every time he gambles, without even having to count cards, but the winning rate is relatively short.

Then Hei Xia Zi said that Han Lu was Shun Ye.

Zhang Qilin: . . . .

The blind man's illness is serious.

Eye disease is not a brain disease, and this also has an impact.

Zhang Qilin looked at Hanlu, who was so weak that he couldn't even tie a chicken, and thought that the blind man was still sick.

He felt that he could strangle such a person to death with just a little chicken in each hand.

Then he stumbled.

Zhang Qilin has an incredible face, and the blind man is not lying.

Until now Jie Jiu came.

Zhang Qilin came out holding a bamboo sieve, his apron stained with glutinous rice flour. Hei Xiazi followed behind him and said, "The freshly-cooked Qingtuan, paired with Longjing tea, is perfect for a try during the Cold Dew season."

Hei Xia Zi was still eating secretly in the back, and when he saw Jie Jiu, he smiled and said, "Master Jiu is here."

Then continue to grab the Qingtuan.

Solution 9: . . . .

When Zhang Qilin saw Jie Jiu, he stopped smiling again. He thought, "Bad guy, don't smile."

Solution 9: . . . . .

He looked at the two men and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Zhang Qilin was like a candy wrapper crumpled by time, but brighter than when he was young, or in other words, he was smiling at his daughter and facing her deadly gaze.

He is not old at all, he just doesn't treat others as air like he used to.

He thinks Jie Jiu is a bad guy.

Zhang Qilin practices big characters a hundred times every day, and Jiumen is a bad guy.

He has been writing for 20 years, a full 20 years. Who knows how he spent these years? His hands are numb.

Holding the pen, he automatically wrote that Jiumen was a bad guy.

It would be strange if he was happy.

Jie Jiu left, leaving Jie Yuchen behind.

"Aunt, Yuchen will sleep with you from now on."

Hanlu pinched his face and said okay.

It's much better to let her raise it than to let the second master raise it.

It is not acceptable to not distinguish between men and women.

When Xie Yuchen took the green oil paper package, the scent of mugwort touched his fingertips and he ate it in small bites.

The little guy was just shaking his feet obediently. How could he be so well behaved? Finally, he was tricked into going home.

Hanlu also opened a flower shop in Beijing just to kill time, not to make money.

After all, she is not short of money.

The 8-year-old brat should just go to school instead of being the head of the family.

By the way, this flower shop is near the police station, and most of the residents around it are police officers.

Not long after, news of Jie Jiu's death came.

Hanlu took Xie Yuchen to attend the funeral.

Those who were shameless enough to offend her had their legs broken and knelt down on the spot.

Xie family members: . . . .

Master Jiu is so vicious that he raised such a vicious daughter and hid her so well.

Could it be that Chen Pi taught her this technique? Jiu Ye was so ruthless that they didn’t even see how she did it.

Hanlu sneered at the Jie family, and they all made way for her.

The posture is very complete.

Xie Yuchen looked at his aunt with admiration, his aunt was so amazing.

Cold Dew: . . . . .

She did nothing, she was just a favorite of God.

As for the Xie family’s things, Xie Jiu had already delivered them.

Hei Xia Zi was waiting outside, and he wanted to laugh when he heard the misfortune sounds of the people inside.

He is waiting for the feast.

The Xie family’s banquet is the most delicious.

When they went back, Hei Xia Zi was driving and Xie Yu Chen had fallen asleep.

This time I don't have to be alone.

Hanlu pulled her coat together and wrapped Xie Yuchen up.

The flower shop lit up with warm yellow lights, and Zhang Qilin packed the qingtuan. This was the first time he made it.

He also knows how to make mung bean cake, which he learned over the years to pass the time.

Because of the turmoil in those years, Hei Xia Zi was also very low-key.

They all look much more well-behaved.

Black Bear: ...

He is a man who knows how to adapt to changing circumstances, and Hei Ye is able to bend and stretch.

He has an eye disease, he is not stubborn.

The door was opened, and looking at the mute under the light, Hei Xia Zi felt that the past twenty years were not in vain.

Hangcheng.

On a spring night, drizzles of rain covered the bluestone road. Wu Xie ate a bean paste cake. The bean paste filling was just the right amount of sweet, just like the osmanthus candies his grandmother stuffed into his schoolbag when he was a child.

He doesn't want to go home because his parents are not at home.