seventy little lucky wife

The hot pot that night, after Zhou Hong asked that sentence, the scene fell silent for a while.

"Oh," Fang Yuanyuan said after her ordering hand paused, "He's not mine, isn't it normal if he doesn't come?"

Then put his hands on the plates of more expensive meat, "One plate for each of these."

Anyway, Zhou Hong said to order casually, so she ordered casually.

After ordering, I didn’t forget to ask Zhou Hong, “Are these plates of meat too expensive?”

Expensive you go!

Who told her to stab her in the heart just now?If she is not slaughtered, her surname will not be Fang.

"No...it's nothing." Zhou Hong forced a smile.

"That's it," Fang Yuanyuan continued, "Then let's order a plate of tripe and a plate of beef. Well, I want the most expensive one. This is delicious."

Zhou Hong's heart skipped a beat when he heard it.

And a little regretful, I should have waited for the dishes to be ordered before stabbing her.

"You order." Zhou Hong held Zhao Weixing's arm and said, "Our satellite is paid."

Fang Yuanyuan almost crushed the cup in her hand.

What are you so proud of?
"Huh? Why hasn't Junjun come back after making the dipping sauce for so long?" Xu Zhizhi smiled and pulled Fang Yuanyuan, "Let's go, let's make the dipping sauce too."

After speaking, he pulled her away.

It is always slower to eat hot pot, and the weather in winter is later and earlier. When they came out, the sky did not know when snowflakes would fall.

"Ah," Fang Yuanyuan said suddenly, "Brother Lu is here to pick you up."

As soon as Xu Zhizhi looked up, he saw Lu Jingshan walking towards them holding an umbrella, the corner of his mouth curled up.

"It's really enviable," Fang Yuanyuan said with emotion, "I also want someone to give me an umbrella."

"There will be." Xu Zhizhi said with a smile.

Fang Yuanyuan sighed, cast a sideways glance at Zhou Hong, and said nothing, but that look said everything.

Zhou Hong showed off here all night, and Zhao Weixing was not as good as Lu Jingshan by a third.

I don't want to say anything about looks, and not all men can do this kind of thoughtfulness.

For example, Zhao Weixing.

After Xu Zhizhi said this, Lu Jingshan had already walked up to them, and said to her with a smile, "I see it's snowing, I'm here to pick you up, and I brought you an umbrella by the way."

The time is neither too early nor too late, just right.

"Why are you back?" On the way, Xu Zhizhi asked Lu Jingshan, "Is the work unit not busy?"

He wasn't busy some time ago, and he was able to come back normally every week, but during this time he took on a new task and became busy again.

"Yeah." Lu Jingshan held the umbrella in one hand and held her hand in his jacket pocket to keep warm.

"Did something happen?" Xu Zhizhi looked sideways at him.

I always feel that Lu Jingshan is a little different tonight.

"Yan Chongfan has gone back." Lu Jingshan didn't see it, but stared at the front and said, "It's in a hurry."

"I heard that something urgent happened at home." Without waiting for Xu Zhizhi to ask, he continued.

"Do you think this matter has something to do with Mom's matter?" she asked.

The mother she was talking about was naturally not Song Enran, but Gu Qingrou.

In fact, Lu Jingshan has never given up looking for Gu Qingrou these years, but she seems to have disappeared from Huaguo.

Later, after meeting Yan Chongfan and meeting him, Lu Jingshan felt that the reason why he didn't find her in Huaguo might be because Gu Qingrou didn't have Huaguo at all.

That's why he didn't find it.

Of course, Lu Jingshan also thought about following Yan Chongfan's line to search, but Yan Chongfan was also an old fox, so he didn't give him any useful information at all.

Yan Chongfan's health is not very good. It is said that he was injured when he ran away, and the wheelchair he is now is also a sequelae left over from that time.

The winter in Kyoto is still very cold and difficult. Yan Chongfan is an overseas Chinese in the United States, and he should have gone back a long time ago, but he didn't know why he didn't leave.

The last time Xu Zhizhi saw him, his complexion was actually not very good.

Originally, they also thought that he would spend the New Year in China, but he returned home in a hurry. Something important must have happened.

Apart from things related to Gu Qingrou, Xu Zhizhi couldn't think of anything else that would make this old fox leave everything in the country and go back in a hurry.

Unfortunately, that was Yan Chongfan's territory.

In the evening, as soon as Lu Jingshan lay on his bed after taking a shower, Xu Zhizhi leaned over.

Because the woman is breastfeeding, she still has a sweet milky fragrance on her body.

And because Lu Jingshan took a cold bath as usual even in winter, his body was still cold, when Xu Zhizhi came over, the man whispered, "It's a bit cold."

"I'm not afraid." Xu Zhizhi pressed her face to his chest, hugging his thin waist, "It won't be cold if it's warm."

It seemed that every time, she always had a way to warm his cold heart.

The dark room is warm and soft, perhaps because of the sufficient heating.

Lu Jingshan kissed her hair, and held her tightly in his arms, "I'm actually quite scared."

Sometimes no news is good news.

He could still fool himself, maybe she lived well in a place he didn't know.

"Don't be afraid." Xu Zhizhi responded to his hug and said, "Aren't you my blessed wife? Since we got married, your luck has become very good."

Lu Jingshan smiled softly.

"So," Xu Zhizhi said firmly, "I will definitely have good luck this time."

She was right, since marrying her, his luck seems to have improved a lot.

Especially when the leg was seriously injured, the doctor at the unit concluded that even if he recovered, it would be difficult to recover.

But later he met the old head by accident, and according to the acupuncture technique he gave to Xu Zhizhi, his leg recovered as before.

When he went for an examination, the doctors who operated on him called it a miracle.

And when he disappeared, under such a dangerous situation, he was not injured.

"Yes." The man said, and kissed her again, not knowing whether to tell her or himself, "I will definitely."

What they didn't know was that in a private hospital in the United States on the other side of the ocean, intense examinations were going on.

The old man in the wheelchair looked at everything inside through the glass window.

The doctor inside is examining a woman.

After an unknown amount of time, one of the attending doctors stopped, turned his head and smiled and nodded to the old man outside.

After a while, he came out.

His footsteps were a little excited, and he stood in front of the old man and said with a trembling voice, "My lord, all the indicators are normal."

This is nothing short of a miracle!

Yan Chongfan looked at everything in the ward intently, finally waved his hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you for your hard work."