Ninety lucky little sweet wife

As soon as Zhu Yan stepped into Zhang's main room, she was choked by the pungent smell of thick smoke and coughed twice.

In front of the square table in the main room, there were several strange men sitting, but Yan Xiaochun was not seen.

Uncle Zhang also sat among them, and Aunt Zhang and Zhang Guihua brought a few plates of pastries from the kitchen and put them on the square table.

In front of everyone is a porcelain bowl with brown sugar water soaked in it.

This is the etiquette for receiving distinguished guests during the Chinese New Year in Zhulin Village. Presumably these are the distinguished guests of the Zhang family.

Zhu Yan's heart was finally relieved.

"Ayan is here, sit down and have tea together." Aunt Zhang hurriedly greeted Zhu Yan when she saw her.

For Aunt Zhang's warm invitation, Zhu Yan naturally wanted to refuse, "No, Auntie. I won't bother you if you have distinguished guests at home. What about Xiaoxiao and Yaoyao, I'm here to take them home."

Aunt Zhang kept smiling, turned her head to look at the back room, and said, "Xiaoxiao is doing homework in the room, Yaoyao and Lele are playing in the backyard, you wait, I will call the two children back."

As soon as the words fell, Aunt Zhang ran out from the back door of the main room.

Zhu Yan was about to go to the room to bring Xiao Xiao out first, but she heard someone calling herself, and it was still from the Sifang table.

"Miss Zhu, it's really you."

Zhu Yan turned her head and looked, it was a man with a tired but excited voice, wearing a dark blue jacket with the collar turned up, and a gray knitted scarf tied inside.

Zhu Yan recognized the man at a glance.

He was the man who, together with Xiao Song, rescued Zhou Xiaomei and Yaoyao in the Imperial Hotel that day.

"Hello."

Zhu Yan didn't know the man's name, so she smiled and greeted him politely.

But I was muttering in my heart: When did Aunt Zhang's family get involved with such a character, then they also knew Xiao Song, a big star, why didn't they hear it from their family before?
Wei Ran, who has always acted on people's faces, naturally saw the doubts on Zhu Yan's face, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "We are planning to come over to record a show, and we didn't expect to meet Miss Zhu here. What a coincidence. Ms. Zhu I'm also from Zhulin Village, so please take care of me from now on, Miss Zhu."

It was originally recorded.

Zhu Yan has also watched a lot of rural programs before, most of which were filmed in places with a strong rural atmosphere like their Zhulin Village.

Not surprisingly.

"My family lives near here. If you need anything then, you can ask your aunt to find me."

The other party was the one who saved the life of her little girl, even if it was to repay her kindness, she should do her best to help.

"Old Wei, so you have acquaintances in this village, why didn't you tell us earlier." A middle-aged man with silver hair and sunglasses sitting next to Wei Ran said a little displeased.

Wei Ran glanced at the middle-aged man beside him, the smile on his face froze, he adjusted his breath, and then continued: "Director Li is wronged, I just met someone, and then I learned that Miss Zhu is Zhulin people from the village."

Uncle Zhang, who was sitting at the bottom, heard the weirdness in the two people's words. He was worried that the duck in his beak would suddenly fly away. It has just been built, although it is not a small western-style building, but the decoration is similar to a small western-style building, so it is not suitable for you to record programs."

The man called Director Li heard the meaning behind Uncle Zhang's words, picked up a contract on the table and waved it in front of his eyes, "Brother Zhang, don't worry, we signed the contract in black and white. breach of contract."

Uncle Zhang heaved a sigh of relief after receiving Director Li's assurance.

Zhu Yan didn't know what kind of program they were planning to record in Zhulin Village. From Uncle Zhang's voice, it seemed that the program crew had borrowed their house, and Uncle Zhang seemed afraid that she would get acquainted with them, so he robbed them of their house. their family's wealth.

Zhu Yan smiled wryly, but didn't want to say much.

Just at this time, Aunt Zhang led Yaoyao back from the yard.

The little girl still couldn't get rid of her playful nature, she got covered in mud, even her fair face was covered with dirt, she looked like a little cat.

"Auntie..."

As soon as Yaoyao saw her mother, she couldn't help but rushed forward, wanting to get into her arms.

Unexpectedly, with the look of disgust on my mother's face, she grabbed her by the shoulders and refused to let her approach.

"Mother..." Yaoyao said coquettishly in a childish voice.

Aunt Zhang apologized, "I'm sorry, Ayan, I didn't help you take care of the child, and let her get mud all over."

Lele, who was held in Aunt Zhang's arms, suddenly became unhappy. She pouted and protested: "Grandma, you don't understand, my aunt is so beautiful. She is my bride, and I helped her do the makeup. "

Disgraced bride?

It really was a child's speech, and everyone couldn't help laughing after hearing Lele's words.

Wei Ran stood up from the Sifang table, walked to Zhu Yan's mother and daughter, took out a pack of wet tissues from his pocket, opened it, took out one, and wiped the mud on Yaoyao's face.

"Little friend, do you still remember Uncle?"

Yaoyao blinked her eyes, and looked at Zhu Yan for help.

Zhu Yan was struggling to find an excuse to take the wet tissue from the man.

She really couldn't bear the sight of other strange men touching the little girl, even if the man had saved the life of the little girl.

Therefore, she did not notice the gaze cast by the little girl.

Wei Ran helped Yaoyao wipe off the mud on her face, seeing her cute little pink face, suddenly patted her head, remembered something, and said: "I forgot, when I saw her last time, she Still in a coma, how could you remember me."

As he spoke, he gave a helpless dry laugh.

coma?

When Yaoyao heard these two words, his eyes lit up immediately, and Wei Ran's suspicious expression appeared on his dumbfounded appearance.

"Are you... are you Uncle Swordsman?"

She remembered that it was Uncle Swordsman who saved her when she was in a coma, so who else is this person in front of her at this moment?
But not right.

Yaoyao tilted his head and looked at Wei Ran's face carefully.

Uncle Swordsman is much prettier than this face.

Could it be because there is no makeup.

No way, the swordsman uncle she had been thinking about all the time turned out to be so ugly in life.

Thinking of this, Yaoyao's eye sockets were filled with crystal water drops, ready to go.

"I'm not Uncle Swordsman, I'm...his friend." Wei Ran replied softly, trying to speak in a child's tone.

When Yaoyao heard that the other party was not Uncle Swordsman, he couldn't suppress his excitement, and the drops of water in his eyes disappeared, and he smiled sweetly, "Let me just say, how could Uncle Swordsman be so ugly."

Wei Ran: "..."

Zhu Yan: "..."