Rebirth of the Supernatural Wife

Many old acquaintances

Yuan Xiaoxi looked at the light figure running past her with envy, but she also knew that the project Yang Rong mentioned was more suitable for her now.

"Okay then, I'll walk slowly. When you finish running in a while, go to that pavilion to find me." Yuan Xiaoxi pointed to the small pavilion not far away, "I'll wait for you there."

Yang Rong didn't let go of Yuan Xiaoxi's hand, "I'm going too."

Yuan Xiaoxi understood Yang Rong's intentions in an instant, and quickly waved his hands, "No need, I can walk by myself, you run, I will hold on to the handrail."

Yang Rong glanced at the gurgling Wangxi River, "You're about to fall, and I won't be able to save you in time."

Yuan Xiaoxi, "..."

How could she fall into the river.

Okay, then let's go.

But the tips of Yuan Xiaoxi's ears quietly turned red.

Because as she walked, she discovered that many of the people doing morning exercises in Wangxi Park were acquaintances.

Until the morning exercise ended, Yuan Xiaoxi's ears seemed to still be ringing with cheerful voices: "Xiaoshan, take your little wife for morning exercise."

"Xiaoshan, yo, isn't this your little daughter-in-law, Xiaoxi? She's grown so big..."

"Xiaoshan Xiaoxi, when will you have a wedding, you will have to ask your uncles to drink, you know..."

The row of office buildings not far from the current Wangxi Park was Yang Rong's village more than ten years ago.

Most of the people who greeted them in Wangwei Park were old people from the village.

These strange yet familiar faces and voices brought Yuan Xiaoxi back to the depths of his memory, back to those carefree childhood years.

Yang Rong's nickname was Xiao Shan, which was what everyone called him when he was a child.

At that time, Yuan Xiaoxi felt that since she was a very, very good friend of Yang Rong, she had to be different from others. She had to call Yang Rong by a special name.

That's what makes it special.

So when everyone called Yang Rong Xiaoshan, she was the only one who called him Yang Xiaorong.

For this reason, she was complacent for a long time, and at that time she still felt that she was very smart.

Now that Yuan Xiaoxi has grown up, the old memories are suddenly awakened, and he feels very ashamed.

Yang Rong who was sitting opposite felt Yuan Xiaoxi's strangeness. He served Yuan Xiaoxi a bowl of porridge, and when he handed it to her, he glanced at her, "What are you thinking?"

Yuan Xiaoxi, who was already blushing, turned even redder all of a sudden, and hurriedly denied, "I didn't think about anything."

"Oh, eat it quickly."

Yang Rong seemed to be just asking casually, but Yuan Xiaoxi's hasty denial seemed a little pretentious.

Just at this moment, Mama Zheng came out of the room, Yuan Xiaoxi hurriedly shouted: "Mama Zheng is coming to have breakfast, I'll eat it up if I'm late."

In the past, this was just an ordinary joke.

But now... Yuan Xiaoxi felt that he might not be able to control himself.

Zheng Ma sat down next to Yuan Xiaoxi. She took an egg and started to peel it. As she peeled it, she looked at Yuan Xiaoxi hesitantly and said, "Dr. Yuan, I want to take a leave."

"What's wrong?" Yuan Xiaoxi looked at Zheng Ma with concern.

"Dr. Yuan, you are feeling a little unwell now. It is said that it is not convenient for me to take leave now. Without my care, how can you get used to it, Mr. Yuan." Mother Zheng said, "It's just that early this morning, my youngest son came to me I called him and told him that my daughter-in-law was pregnant and her condition was not stable, so my son asked me to take care of his wife for a while."

"This is a good thing." Yuan Xiaoxi could feel the joy on Zheng Ma's eyebrows, and she couldn't help but frown, "Zheng Ma, you can go home at ease, I'm fine here."

(End of this chapter)