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Chapter 47

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    "What nonsense are you talking about?" Yan Zeyang let go of Wen Xin's hand, looked away, pointed at the fish head in the basin, and nodded at her: "Hurry up and cook it, we'll catch the train later, so hurry up."

    Now Demon Head Yan is showing off his military style again. Is she his soldier?  Hurry up?

    But Wenxin was quickly diverted by his words. Yes, because Yan Motou was injured, the army gave him about ten days of leave this time.

    He said he would take her to Huzhou to play.

    Wenxin has long been tired of staying in Long City. She has almost visited all the cities here. How many black markets are there? Where are they?  She can point it out in detail. Apart from suburbs and rural areas, there is no place she has not been to.

    When Yan Zeyang said he wanted to take her out for a walk, Wen Wen was so happy. Huzhou was just over Xianghai. The economy was much more prosperous than that of Longcheng. Cars were common on the streets. In this era, the economy had just recovered, and it was still  Before rapid development, the economic gap between the north and the south in various cities is very large, and even the differences between cities are huge. Generally speaking, cities in the south develop faster than those in the north.

    Wen Xin is very anxious and has to catch the train!  She immediately put the ingredients and other ingredients into the pot quickly, added water, closed the lid and simmered over low heat, and then she was good to go.

    She told Mrs. Wei this morning, and then went to tell Gu Qingtong to take two days off.

    Gu Qingtong looked at the two of them. When they came over, one had a cold and arrogant expression, majestic hair, and the other was slim and pure. The two stood together. Even if there was no physical contact, Gu Qingtong could feel the intimacy in their eyes.  The deep love between the two people is naturally a perfect match, just like a pot of tea, you are the tea and I am the water. When they are brewed together, the fragrance overflows the lips, creating a warm and romantic feeling.

    Yan Zeyang looked around behind Wen Wenxin, and finally his eyes fell on Gu Qingtong. He looked up and down briefly. Her clothes still showed traces of the past.

    "When a woman takes good care of herself, it's impossible to tell her age from her appearance. If Yan Mo Tou didn't check this place clearly to find warmth, he would never have thought that the woman in front of him was already forty years old when he saw her.

    She looked like she was about twenty-eight to thirty years old.

    He looked at the innocent and enthusiastic little Aries beside him with cold eyes, and happily said to Gu Qingtong: "Sister Qingtong, I can't come over tomorrow. He said he would take me to Shanghai to play. It would take several hours by car. I would stay in a guest house at night, maybe.  I can come back tomorrow afternoon."

    Wen Xin¡¯s little face was pink with joy, and her big eyes were so cute. When she heard that she was going to Shanghai to play, her eyes were shining, and nothing could hold her heart that was flying away.

    How could Gu Qingtong not agree?

    "Huzhou is a good place. Have fun there. It's such a long car ride. Do you want to bring something from the store to eat on the way?" Gu Qingtong asked them gently. She still had some dried fruits for entertaining guests here.

    Wenxin said with a smile: "No, Sister Bronze, just buy something to eat on the way. I don't eat much, he is hungry." After saying this, Yan Motou looked over, Wenxin pursed his lips and smiled.

    Gu Qingtong also smiled, and finally sent the two people to the door.

    After going out, Wen Xin remembered that there was something wrong with what Yan Motou said about Gu Qingtongli before. Then she forgot to ask him. Now that she remembered, she asked him, "You keep talking about Sister Qingtong, what's wrong with her?"

    Yan Zeyang glanced at her sideways and said calmly: "Don't ask blindly? Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

    You can¡¯t ask anymore now?  Wen Xin pouted, wasn't it you who said this before?

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    There were people coming and going on this road. Wen Wenxin was wearing a red sweater. She was bright and pretty. Many passers-by looked back at her. There was a bicycle rider who looked back. After riding a long way, he hit the wall. Mr. Yan closed it in  fundus.

    He frowned and turned around to see Wenxin beside him, carefree and innocent, walking backwards from time to time and talking to him face to face. He couldn't help scolding: "Come here, walk! No going the other way, no jumping around."  Jump, step in unison, hold your chest out and your head up.¡±

    The warm smile on the corner of the mouth: ""

    When we walked into the alley, Wen Wen was two feet away from him angrily. You walked on your Yangguan Road, and I walked on my single-plank bridge.

    Captain Yan, who was serious, looked back and forth to make sure there was no one, then he stretched out his hand and held her little hand tightly in his palm. At this moment, Wen Wenxin was not happy. She didn't know what Captain Yan said to her.  Soon she was holding his hand and shaking it, bouncing around him with a smile on her face, and he no longer complained about whether she was standing or sitting.?Sour water is coming out soon.

    That girl was so caring. She covered her with clothes, gave her water, and bought her meals. They were all good food. She even had chopsticks in her hands, so she was barely fed. She slept all the way, and sat next to him. She was really lucky.  , there is a man who loves her so much.

    Look at her again. When she was in love, her partner was rigid. She got married soon. After marriage, she had to do everything by herself. On the train, she went to relieve her hands and let him hold the child for a while and he was embarrassed.

    Not to mention pouring water and buying food, the girl's partner ate the girl's leftovers, and the man she was looking for, both she and the child had to eat his leftovers. What a world of difference, he was being held in the palm of his hand.  , she is nothing.

    While Wen Xin was eating, the couple opposite got into an argument. The man asked the woman to buy food. The woman had to eat first after buying the food. She said she had to breastfeed the child, and he would eat after she finished. As a result, the man  They got angry and said that she had given birth to a loser, and the two of them quarreled, and the child cried loudly, but no one cared about it.

    Hearing the cries, Wen Wen couldn't even swallow her food. She only took two mouthfuls of fish, two mouthfuls of rice, and a piece of sausage in the lunch box and handed the lunch box to Yan Zeyang, "I'm full, you eat quickly.  Don¡¯t be cold.¡±

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? After finishing the leftover meal of Wen Xin, he washed the lunch box and brought it back. There was no more noise on the other side, and only the woman was left holding the child, coaxing and crying.

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    Three or four hours flew by.

    Huzhou Station arrived soon, and a group of people swarmed down.

    The woman held her daughter in her arms and got out of the car with her husband, who had just finished the argument and was aloof. They had to walk back to her parents' house. It was more than half an hour's journey. Not long after leaving the station, they saw the man sitting opposite them.  Unmarried men and women go before them.

    A car, which was very rare in this era, stopped in front of them. The man walked over and opened the door calmly, protected the charming person and got in. He sat on the other side, and soon the car left the station.  , the woman has mixed feelings in her heart, she can¡¯t tell whether she is envious or disappointed.

    Her husband was also surprised. People who own cars these days are people with a certain level of privilege. It seems that the young man has a background. He regrets not getting to know each other more deeply and making friends with her.

    Wen Xin sat in the car and asked Yan Zeyang, "Where are we going? Aren't we going to the guest house? You're not going to sell me, are you?"

    Yan Zeyang looked at her and raised the corners of his lips, "Which guest house are you going to? We have a place to stay." After that, he said to the driver driving in front of him: "When you get to Songtao Garden, tell Tian Feng later that you thank him this time.  , I will treat him to dinner next time I come to Kyoto."

    The driver in front responded hurriedly.

    Yan Zeyang looked back at the sleeping warmth with two fluffy pigtails. She was accustomed to leaning next to her. No one was watching in the car. He finally reached out to hold her in his arms, chuckled and leaned into her ear.  He said: "I will take you to the place where you live later to see how I can sell you. How much are your arms and legs worth, eh? I will only sell you" (Remember this site's website address: www  .hlnovel.com
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