After rebirth, Yan Shao can't climb high

"What are you talking about?" Yan Tingjue was full of anger, his eyes were cold and sharp.

The fishmonger glanced at Yan Tingjue, "You're so handsome? I want to report to you with a tsk?"

"you……"

Just as Yan Tingjue was about to curse angrily, the fishmonger raised his hand, and the killed fish flew towards him in a plastic bag.

"You've finished killing the fish!" The fishmonger washed his hands in the water of the fish pond, and shook his hands vigorously, throwing some water up Yan Tingjue's expensive clothes.

Yan Tingjue frowned, seeing that he was about to explode, the fish in his hand jumped three feet high, which startled him.

He held up the plastic bag and looked at it, he was gutted, why was he still jumping around.

At this time, Jing Wanwan came back with pork ribs, seeing Yan Tingjue's shocked and terrified expression.

"Isn't it?"

She grabbed the plastic bag and carried it, but the fish was still jumping in the plastic bag.

Say thanks to the fishmonger.

The fishmonger gave her a silly smile twice, rolled his eyes at Yan Tingjue, so handsome, he had no common sense in life.

"Do you want to fight!" Yan Tingjue had a fierce look on his face. He believed that this person had endured it for a long time.

"What are you doing? Let's go, hurry up and buy other vegetables!" Yan Tingjue was dragged away.

Yan Tingjue gritted his teeth, "He just scolded me."

"is it?"

"You don't think I'm pitiful. I didn't provoke him."

"Yan Tingjue, you already look like you've been scolded."

The fish jumped in the plastic bag again, and he looked over curiously.

"It's all gut-wrenching, why are you still jumping?"

"Are you afraid?" Jing Wanwan deliberately brought the bag containing the fish closer to him.

Yan Tingjue leaned back with a look of disgust.

"It's just a fish, a small creature, with such tenacious vitality."

"No matter how stubborn you are, you will eat it in a while!" Jing Wanwan stuffed the fish, spare ribs and meat into Yan Tingjue's hands, "I'm going to buy some shrimps and crabs, just wait for me."

Before Yan Tingjue could say anything, the little girl ran away.

His gaze followed her as she moved through the crowd, feeling like she was in the world, but he was out of place.

In three years of marriage, he had never tried to understand her.

And she has done too many things for him behind the scenes.

At this moment, he realized that in every meal, Aunt Chen talked about the ingredients that the young lady went to the vegetable market to pick out. What happened.

A rich lady like her stretched out her hands to eat and opened her mouth to cook for him. She shuttled around the vegetable market in the scorching winter sun in order to cook for him.

"Okay, it's done!" Jing Wanwan ran back with big bags and bought a lot of vegetables and fresh fruits.

Yan Tingjue stretched out his hand to embrace her, but she was already walking out.

"I'll help you."

People around were very noisy, his voice was not loud, Jing Wanwan didn't hear it.

She shouted at the top of her voice, "Hurry up, I'm exhausted, I'm going to turn on the air conditioner in the car!"

There were too many people, she walked too fast, and collided with a man carrying rice.

Two bags were broken, and the vegetables and fruits fell all over the floor. She squatted down to pick them up.

The petite little girl hurriedly went to pick up vegetables and fruits, looking a little embarrassed.

The man carrying the rice wiped his sweat with a towel around his neck, and cursed, "Damn, you can bump into them even if you walk, you don't have eyes!"

As he said that, he bent down to pick up the bag of rice.

A foot in a brown leather shoe stepped on his rice, "Blind man, apology!"

"What the hell, you dare to step on my rice!"

"I said, I apologize!" Yan Tingjue grabbed the man by the collar and pressed him in front of Jing Wanwan.

Jing Wanwan didn't have time to answer, so she picked up vegetables and fruits and put them in other bags.

Yan Tingjue watched the sweat roll off her cheeks, and pushed the man aside, "Wanwan, let me lift it for you."

She avoids his hand, "Don't bother you."

He picked up the heavy bag with both hands.

Yan Tingjue stretched out his long arm, grabbed it and carried it with one hand.

The other hand grabbed her arm and walked out of the vegetable market.

"You hit me, and you still want to run! Lose your money!" The man carrying rice stopped in front of Yan Tingjue with a frowning face.

Yan Tingjue raised his chin slightly, looking down at the short and fat man.

He snorted, "Pengci? How about calling the police to examine your injuries?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and his spine was bent by Yan Tingjue's aristocratic and evil spirit.

Feeling unlucky in his heart, he bent down to pick up the rice and threw it over his shoulder, "Good luck to me, I don't have the same knowledge as you!" He left quickly.

"..."

Jing Wanwan was a little disappointed, she thought that the uncle would have a backbone and would make some gestures with Yan Tingjue.

Did not expect this.

"Go, get in the car." Yan Tingjue dragged her out.

She silently looked at his other hand holding everything.

It feels like a dream.

It was unbelievable for the young master to come to the vegetable market. She was afraid of offending him, so she bought the vegetables herself and asked him to wait.

I didn't expect to take the initiative to help carry things, which is really strange!
Quietly pinched his thigh.

it hurts!

Pinch it again, it really hurts!

Walking out of the vegetable market, his ears were cleared, and Yan Tingjue heard a 'hiss' sound beside him.

Turning to look at her, "What? What's wrong with you?"

Jing Wanwan felt like shaking her head.

He looked at her suspiciously, grabbed her arm and continued to walk, fearing that her steps would be difficult, so he slowed down.

After walking to the front of the car, Yan Tingjue turned on the co-pilot, then walked towards the rear of the car, opened the trunk and put down several large bags of vegetables and fruits.

Looking at the constricted mark on the palm of her hand, thinking of her delicate skin and tender flesh, she was so afraid that she would be strangled.

After getting into the driver's seat, he took out a pack of wet wipes from the armrest box.

"Wipe your hands."

Jing Wanwan took out a hand wipe and glanced at him.

He turned on the air conditioner in the car, took out a wet towel to wipe his hands, and suddenly asked: "Jing Wanwan, can you give me another chance?"

"..."

Yan Tingjue turned his head to look at Jing Wanwan, his eyelashes trembling, "I found out today that I never knew you before, and I want to start now."

"Forget it." Jing Wanwan looked forward, holding on to the roof railing with one hand, "Driving, my grandparents say it's hard to come."

"Wanwan, I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart, there is no conspiracy, I..."

"I'm hungry, and I'm not in the mood to talk nonsense with Yan Zong."

Yan Tingjue raised his eyebrows, "Okay, let's go home first."

Jing Wanwan grasped the armrest tightly, and for a moment strong grievances and sadness surged in her chest.

In the past, what she couldn't ask for, why did she start to change after she gave up?
Why, if he said no, he would not.

If he wants to start over, she has to give him a chance?
No such reason!
As soon as the car stopped in the yard, two servants came out to pick up vegetables and fruits from the trunk.

Yan Tingjue wanted to have a word with Jing Wanwan, but she turned her head and walked towards the old house without giving a chance at all.

Follow her all the way to the living room, "You can't..."

"Xiao Wan, come here quickly." Mrs. Jing pulled Jing Wan to sit beside her, and glanced at Yan Tingjue who was standing aside.

"Grandma, when did you come here?"

"Just arrived."

Mr. Jing stared deeply at Yan Tingjue, and found that he had been staring at his granddaughter, not at all like his sons and grandchildren said he didn't value his granddaughter.

Touched his chin suspiciously, "Yanjia boy!"