I Don’t Want To Be Popular

Dujiacun, Chen Chuan's home.

Zhang Xiangyun and Father Chen were looking for ingredients in the refrigerator. Father Chen simply said: "Xiang Yun, you are here to entertain, I will drive to the city to buy some."

"Okay, you go and come back soon." Zhang Xiangyun muttered to himself while pulling the refrigerator, "Where did the three catties of Australian lobsters go?"

Murong Nanzhi hurriedly said: "Uncles and aunts, you don't need to be too busy. I'll just have a bite of home-cooked food here. I'm sorry to disturb you. Moreover, because I just got off the plane, I just took a taxi and I forgot to give it to you. Let’s buy gifts..."

After all, she is just a kid who has just graduated from high school, and she has no experience in interpersonal communication, so she has nothing to say.

Zhang Xiangyun said: "Hurt, take something, you sit down and rest, don't be restrained, just like your own home, auntie will bring you persimmons to eat. Your Uncle Chen and I brought it back from Dali. It's sweet. You taste taste."

"Thank you Auntie." Murong Nanzhi took a piece, took a small bite, glanced at Chen Chuan, and chewed.

Chen Chuan used the Nongfu Spring to boil the water and soaked the Anxi Tieguanyin he had bought before. It was 220,000 kilograms. He bought two cans, which is one kilogram. Of course, the real price is not told to the family, so as not to scare the family to drink it.

The fresh and mellow tea fragrance, the fragrance is overflowing, refreshing.

Even if Murong Nanzhi didn't understand tea anymore, he smelled the aroma, and couldn't help saying, "Good tea."

"Drink tea." Chen Chuan brought a cup in front of her and put his hand on her thigh.

She blushed when she was touched like this, and looked at Zhang Xiangyun hurriedly.

Fortunately, Zhang Xiangyun was looking for something in the refrigerator, and he didn't have time to look here.

Feeling the strength coming from his hand, Murong Nanzhi moved his leg away and patted Chen Chuan.

Zhang Xiangyun said: "Chen Chuan, you can take Nanzhi to the gate of the courtyard. Although our village is not modern enough, the sea view is not bad. Go for a walk on the beach, and your dad will come back. We will cook together. You guys. It’s an hour."

"Okay." Chen Chuan stood up and drank the slightly hot tea in one sip, the aroma entered his throat, his lips and teeth fragrant.

Murong Nanzhi ate the dried persimmons in two bites, wiped the corners of his mouth with a paper towel, and sipped a sip of tea, stood up and walked out with Chen Chuan.

The two walked out of the yard side by side.

Murong Nanzhi looked at the yard curiously, and said, "It turns out that your yard is like this, which is obviously different from ours."

Chen Chuan casually introduced: "Our village is in the east of Haiqin City, with seamounts behind and Bohai Sea in front. Don't look at the sea but it's not tidal."

The two of them walked on the road to the seaside village in the dusk and headed to the beach.

Murong's hand held Chen Chuan's arm quite naturally.

Chen Chuan asked: "Last time you broadcasted the live broadcast, I watched your background house. Isn't it in the one I bought, or in your rental house?"

"Yes, your house is so big and grand, how dare you live in it?" Murong Nanzhi said.

"Where is the car, and the Ferrari didn't drive either?"

"Yeah, I don't drive... When you take the time to go there to play, just drive me out for a ride." Murong Nanzhi said.

There are fewer people on the coastline in winter, but fortunately there is not much wind this evening.

Only the gentle sea breeze was blowing slowly, causing Murong Nanzhi's hair to flutter.

Seeing the sunset shining on the sparkling sea, she naturally leaned against Chen Chuan.

The two embraced in the evening sea breeze.

There is a small park next to it with pavilions and bushes. Chen Chuan said, "Let's go there and have fun."

"what?"

...

Six o'clock in the evening.

Chen Chuan came back after spending more than an hour in the park by the beach.

An appetizing scent of vegetables wafted from the Chen's kitchen.

In the small living room, the dining table is full of delicacies from mountains and seafood, lobster, abalone, tuna, salmon, and beef steak ribs, nine-turn large intestine, crystal knuckle, and so on.

Of course, the Chen family, which has assets of more than 100 million yuan, is not stingy.

Father Chen and Zhang Xiangyun discussed in the kitchen. Based on the girl's eyes on her son, and the interaction between the two young people who thought no one had noticed, the relationship between the girl and her son was preliminarily determined.

With this relationship, this table of dishes does not count the cost at all.

When it was time to eat, Murong Nanzhi answered a phone call, and she said, "Well, we have started to eat. You can eat by yourself, tonight? I might go back tonight..."

The Chen family looked at each other.

Zhang Xiangyun asked: "Is there anyone else?"

After hanging up the phone, Murong Nanzhi said, "I am not here alone. I am with my best friend. She is in a bad mood recently and wants to come to the seaside city to relax. I came with her, but I got off the plane because I missed Chen Chuan. , Come here first, she is alone in the hotel."

"That's it." Father Chen said, "Well, since you are a good friend, you can actually come together."

Zhang Xiangyun said, "Isn't it Christmas Eve today? Although we don't pay attention to this, we are a guest from afar, and we can't let a girl eat at the hotel by herself. Chen Chuan, you can pick it up, our family is not bad with chopsticks. of."

"No need, she is also quite shy and will not come." Murong Nanzhilian said.

Chen Chuan also asked: "Are you going to pick it up?"

"Really unnecessary." Murong said.

When the Chen family finished speaking, seeing the girl resolutely did not insist.

The four happily ate.

Zhang Xiangyun observed secretly and felt that this girl had all manners of eating, and she was not pretentious when talking and laughing. It was natural and courteous, and she was a bit loyal and respectful.

"Eat more, you can taste this pan-fried tuna. And this garlic steamed short rib is your Uncle Chen's specialty." Zhang Xiangyun added dishes.

"Yeah, it's delicious, I can do it myself..." Murong's small mouth was full, and his cheeks bulged.

I ate dinner for an hour and a half, and talked while eating, so it took a long time.

After eating, I sat for a while, drinking tea.

Zhang Xiangyun asked some questions tentatively.

The four people mainly talked awkwardly.

At 8:30 in the evening ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Murong Nanzhi was waiting at the hotel with a friend, so he left first.

Chen Chuan drove her back to the city. When he left, Chen Chuan said to Father Chen and Zhang Xiangyun: "I won't be back tonight, I will go back to the dormitory to sleep."

"Okay, we don't worry if you drive the night train back tonight, don't come back." Zhang Xiangyun said.

Chen Chuan and Murong Nanzhi got into the car and drove away.

With hindsight, Zhang Xiangyun looked at the silver car body and asked, "Hey, isn't his car white? Why is it silver?"

"This is another one," Father Chen said, picking his teeth.

"Another one, he bought another car?"

"I bought it early. You don’t have a cold with the car. You didn’t notice. Chen Chuan is also a Porsche. It is a two-door, two-seater sports car with the same brand as your Cayenne. Earn interest and earn 100 million assets for his family. He loves cars when he is young, so it is understandable to buy more cars," said Chen's father.