Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 1965 Jiang Ziwen doesn't know them anymore

Lingyu and Gong Siyu did not show up. They watched Bai Xiaobai lead Alu into the residence in the courtyard, and then left the house, and ordered two bowls of small wontons at the small wonton stall at the entrance of the alley. It was delicious.

"I didn't expect this Gusu's little wontons to be so delicious." Lingyu ate two bowls in one breath, and there was no soup left. "You will often bring me to eat when you have time, Disi."

"You can invite the cook to the Imperial City directly, so you can eat every day." Gong Siyu wiped his mouth. It was delicious. He was just about to get up to discuss with the old man who made wontons, but was caught by the spirit.

"Forget it, the old man is in his 60s and 70s. It is estimated that he has lived in this water town for half his life, so he can just leave."

"Just give money."

Lingyu stared at Gong Siyu and forcibly dragged the person back. She pointed to the old lady who was sitting next to the stall owner with the bag of wontons not far away, "Look, they are a husband and wife, they are very old. It’s too big, it’s too presumptuous if we do this."

"Then I will ask him to buy the recipe and learn how to make it for you."

Gong Siyu immediately got up again. The day before, he failed to cook for the first time with Feng Jinxuan at home. He didn't make a delicious meal for Lingyu. He felt that this was a stain in his life and a big failure. Therefore, Lingyu Since he likes to eat Jiangnan snacks so much, he must do something.

Fortunately, the grandpa and grandma who make small wontons are very friendly and friendly.

The elderly can understand everything at their age, knowing that the men who asked them for the recipe and the way to make wontons never wanted to steal their crafts for commercial use. They really just wanted to make them for their beloved wife, so they taught them everything. , In that hand-in-hand teaching Gongsiyu to make small wontons.

Time passed by, and it was eleven o'clock in the evening.

When the old man closed the stall, Gong Siyu’s mobile phone was full of the methods and recipes for making small wontons, and he also filmed the techniques and videos of making wontons. When he took out a wad of money to give to the elderly, he was rejected. .

At the same time, Lingyu, who had been sitting aside secretly observing, also found that his reincarnated brother Bai Xiaobai came out of the alley carrying a lunch box, and it seemed that he was going to go home.

On the side, Gong Siyu stuffed money, and the grandfather repeatedly shied away. In desperation, Gong Siyu had to stuff the old man a business card.

"Well, if you have any difficulties you can't solve in the future, you can call me. In return, I will help you."

After watching the old couple push the cart to close the stall and leave, Ling hastily pulled Gongsiyu back into the alley.

"Shanger...Oh no, Xiaobai has already left, shall we go in and have a look?"

Lingki wrote gossip on her face, and her eyes were filled with excitement, as if she couldn't wait to see some elder brother who sneaked out of the underworld to fool her reincarnated brother.

"Ok."

Gong Siyu learned how to make small wontons, planning to go home and show off his skills. He was full of plans and responded absently. In a blink of an eye, the two jumped up towards the courtyard wall and entered the quiet courtyard like thief. in.

"Wuxin is another name for Brother Jiang, I know this."

Ling Rui pressed down in a low voice, and shuttled in the corridor with Gong Siyu, looking for Jiang Ziwen's residence.

"How do you know?" Gong Siyu asked vigilantly, raising his eyebrows.

"This is a long time ago. When I was still Ji Yuno, I was arrested by Master Fan and the others to the underworld. Brother Jiang hid his identity and approached me with this name."

"Oh, bad intentions." Gong Siyu said with disdain.

"How many years have passed..." Ling groaned, she quickly discovered that there was light in the east wing behind the courtyard, and she ran over with Gong Siyu non-stop.

Lingyu knew that Jiang Ziwen was inside, and immediately kicked the door open with a "bang".

"Well, you Jiang Ziwen, dare to carry us..."

Lingyu kicked in, suddenly lost his voice, and stunned Jiang Ziwen who was about to get out of bed and "hit the dog".

The furnishings in the quaint room are simple and not gorgeous.

Jiang Ziwen's upper body was covered with bandages, and blood even oozes from several places. His left leg was in a plaster and seemed to be inconvenient to move. In fact, he could step on the ground with his own feet. His bloodless lips were extremely pale, but a stick fell on the ground. The white concealer for the lip primer, the cream has broken, half of it is held in Aru’s mouth...

Obviously, pale lips are played with white concealer.

As soon as Alu saw Lingyu, he leaped forward with drooling, and was blocked by Gong Siyu with a whimper, squatting honestly with his tail clamped.

Under the bright yellow light, the golden glass ball hanging on its neck collar was very conspicuous, and the inside seemed to be filled with gilt, crystal clear.

Gong Siyu closed the door, coughed slightly, looked at Jiang Ziwen, who had a complicated and strange face, and joked: "I didn't expect our master of the underworld to play a bitter trick one day? Still carrying us to play missing and come to find the dead? Morning? Knowing why it was today, why did you go?"

Gong Siyu felt that Jiang Ziwen was a stuffy jar.

In the past, when Lingshang hadn't been discouraged and left, he didn't want to show his thoughts. He kept holding back there, saying nothing, not showing anything. Later, when Shanger was gone, he started a series of show operations. Up.

"Brother Jiang, I think what the Emperor said is reasonable. Tsk tsk, the reincarnation of Shang Er is only eleven years old, what do you think?"

As soon as Lingyu and Gong Siyu broke in, their mouths never stopped.

But from the beginning to the end, Jiang Ziwen looked at them with a weird and unfamiliar look, just like watching two people who suddenly broke into his house... Mental illness?

After a while, he glared at them with sharp, cold eyes, his thick magnetic voice was soaked in chills, and he asked, "Who are you?"

what?

Linggui and Gong Siyu looked at Jiang Ziwen incredible.

"Diji, I heard that right, right?"

"No, I heard it."

Jiang Ziwen actually asked who they were?

"I can call the police if I break into a house without permission."

Jiang Ziwen kicked the white concealer that fell on the floor to the bottom of the bed, then picked up the phone from the side of the pillow, ready to call the police.

On sight, the spirit rushed to stop it.

"If you have something to say well! If you have something to say slowly! Relatives, we are relatives, what's the matter with you? You wiped the memory?"

After Lingyu approached Jiang Ziwen, he was stunned to see Jiang Ziwen wearing a spirit ring on his wrist.

That's right, it is the kind of spiritual sealing circle that can seal one's spiritual power and completely turn into an ordinary person.

"I don't remember what relatives I have. I have inherited billions of fortunes and all the relatives in the family have died. May I ask you who?"

"..."

The spirit is curious and speechless.

But at this time, Alu walked behind Lingyu, bumped her with his nose, and then fiddled with the glass beads on its neck...

(End of this chapter)