Rebirth of Chu Wan

After a long while, Wan Chuer said something comforting: "It's actually nice to be alone, and I don't have that much concern."

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

He hurriedly looked in the rearview mirror, fearing that Mr. Zhong would be angry, and said boldly:

"The little girl now just loves to talk and laugh, Mr. Zhong, don't listen to this little girl's nonsense."

Zhong Lao gave a specious hmm.

Wan Chuer looked in the rearview mirror and saw a face that was about to be distorted, winking her vigorously, but this wink was a little complicated, with round eyes, twitching cheeks, and shaking her head.

It seems that the corners of her mouth are about to twitch. Is it really okay to drive like this? !

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

"Old Zhong, why did you hum when I got in the car?"

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

Elder Zhong didn't expect Wan Chu'er to ask this, subconsciously he wanted to snort again, thinking that she was also a child with no relatives, and said:

"Look at you, thank you, Rory, it's boring, I find it troublesome."

Wan Chuer: "...you speak so directly."

She didn't try to excuse anything, just to be honest, in front of this old man, it was a wiser choice to be honest.

Old Zhong smiled and ignored her words.

After waiting for a while, I still couldn’t wait for Zhong Lao’s voice, the face in the rearview mirror began to twist again. I really got on the wrong car. I knew that there was no free lunch in the world, and I had to accompany the ride to chat. Wan Chuer sighed silently. , Searching for intestines and scraping belly for a long time, asked aloud:

"Master, are you still in a wheelchair?"

"Too lazy to walk and sit for a while." Zhong Lao replied.

"This is not good. Life lies in exercise. Elderly people should move more to avoid stiff joints." Wan Chuer thought while saying, "Walk more. This will also help digestion. You can eat more food. ."

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Mr. Zhong's mouth and said, "I'm not greedy anymore."

Wan Chu'er stagnated, thinking for a while and asking: "Don't you have anything to eat when you are old?"

Seeing the old man lowered his eyes, she seemed to be thinking, and she seemed unwilling to pay attention to her.

Wan Chuer looked up in the rearview mirror again. The driver seemed to be waiting for her. After seeing her, he nodded violently, and then raised his head again.

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

"There are two things I love most, one is my mother's braised pork, and the other is my mother's pickles. It's a pity that since my mother left, I can't eat that taste anymore.

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

After listening to Wan Chu'er's words, Zhong Lao's eyelids suddenly lifted, and a sharp light burst from his indifferent eyes.

He turned his head and glanced at Wan Chu'er, and saw that she was not sneaky, and after a thoughtful thought, he reduced the light, and slowly said, "I have no chance to eat what I love."

Wan Chuer let out an "Ah" and blurted out, "Could it be that you..."

This is a bit difficult to say, is it the same as her, the favorite food is made by the relatives, and then the relatives are gone, and the taste is gone?

Elder Zhong ignored Wan Chuer again and fell into his own memories.

In the gloomy days, with that bright figure and ingenuity, all the meals she cooked were delicious, especially the pickles she made, and the rare bowl of braised pork.

It is a pity that he was born at a bad time, he made a big mistake and never had the opportunity to taste it again.

In silence, the car quickly drove to the door of Wan Chu'er's house.

Wan Chuer got out of the car neatly, carried her luggage, and then looked at the figure that revealed a trace of loneliness. After thinking about it, she still said, "You are alone, you have to live a good life."

Zhong didn't know how to behave, and he shook hands with her twice, and the car started.

Live well?

For what to live well?

He has experienced the ups and downs that should be experienced in this life, but he feels more and more dull.

...

Wan Chuer pulled the box into the gate of the community, and Xiao Bai's shout came from behind.

"You stop me, Wan Chuer."

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

I saw Xiaobai strode towards her, and An Zihao's silver car was parked on the side of the road. The window was rolled down, Maggie waved to her with a smile, and then the car drove out.

Wan Chu'er opened his eyes. Did Xiao Bai take An Zihao's car to pick her up? !

really.

Xiaobai came over and said to her: "You said you didn't tell me about such a big thing when you came back, and you still recognize my brother, if it wasn't for An Zihao to pick up Maggie, I don't know if you are coming back today. Well, a big girl, what should I do if I get lost or abducted?"

Wan Chuer blinked, is this also worth anger?

But how could she get lost, how could she be abducted? Although the trafficking of women is still rampant at this time, she feels that she should not be so unlucky.

"I think……"

"Let's go home and talk again!" Xiaobai interrupted Wan Chu'er's explanation, lifting his chin and said: "Think about what you need to report to me."

Wan Chuer: "..."

Why do you feel a little bit interested in asking you? What did she do?

Xiaobai angrily took the suitcase from Wan Chuer, and walked forward with wind.

On the way back from the car, Maggie told him clearly about Wan Chuer and Jiang Kechu.

Thinking of this, Xiao Bai felt that his nose hurts.

After entering the house, Wan Chuer saw the familiar nest, and the whole person relaxed. The house was very clean and tidy. Wan Chuer felt that Xiaobai should have hired a part-time worker. He was not a person who likes to work.

Unfortunately, before she could feel the warmth of the next home, Xiao Bai sat on the sofa in the posture of a deputy judge and pointed to the opposite chair.

"Sit here and tell me honestly what's going on with Jiang Kechu. You were abducted as soon as I wasn't around and watched. Why do you make me worry so much."

The corners of Wan Chu'er's mouth twitched when he heard this, so why did he sound so awkward.

But she finally understood why Xiaobai was so angry--Jiang Kechu, she felt a headache for a while when she remembered Jiang Kechu saying that she had punched Xiaobai.

Wan Chuer was dying and struggling, and the weak asked: "Can I not say it?"

"Wan Chu'er!" Xiaobai slapped the coffee table with a slap, and then pointed to his nose: "Do you know that my nose is hurting!"

Wan Chuer looked at his nose and muttered, "I think it's still straight."

Xiao Bai stared at her angrily.

When the two were in a stalemate, suddenly someone knocked on the door.

Wan Chuer was relieved, and hurried to open the door.

"Miss Wan, hello, Team Jiang asked me to give you the key to his house, Team Jiang said that you would move in today."