Back to youth, the child's mother became a female president

It was a rainy day when Xiao Hei was reburied. Jiang Wangshu placed the banner that Yan Congfei gave them in the pit. This honor originally belonged to it.

Jiang Wangshu seldom makes wishes. She always believes that success depends on human effort rather than destiny. But at this moment, she prays devoutly, hoping that it will not be a stray dog ​​in its next life.

Hua Tingjue held an umbrella for her, the umbrella was completely tilted, his shoulders were all wet, but Jiang Wangshu was not wet at all.

Seeing her silent for a long time, he said softly, "Let's go."

"Ah."

Jiang Wangshu responded, looking away reluctantly.

On the way back, she looked listless, and Hua Tingjue was still that chatterbox, chattering non-stop about all sorts of things.

Jiang Wangshu replied to him in a disjointed manner.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and grabbed her wrist with his other hand, "I'll take you somewhere."

After turning several corners, the two came to a somewhat old alley, and Hua Tingjue dragged her to stop in front of a beef rice noodle shop.

"Here, let me take you to eat something delicious."

Jiang Wangshu looked up. It was just an ordinary rice noodle shop. It was definitely not the kind of place where young masters like Hua Tingjue would come.

She was obviously stunned: "You want to eat here?"

Hua Tingjue nodded: "Yeah."

He saw this shop in his daughter's diary. Whenever she was in a bad mood, she would drink a bowl of hot beef rice noodle soup, which was spicy and numbing, and warmed her heart and stomach.

It was actually his first time here, and looking at the simple and shabby environment, he subconsciously found it a little hard to accept.

The proprietress was a plump and kind woman with chubby cheeks and dimples when she smiled. She greeted them warmly: "What would you like to eat?"

"Our signature dish is red oil beef rice noodles."

"Then give her this!" Hua Tingjue knew that Jiang Wangshu loved spicy food, but he couldn't handle spicy food, so he only ordered a clear soup and handed the menu back, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Please wait a moment."

Hua Tingjue lowered his head and said to Jiang Wangshu, "This one is delicious."

Jiang Wangshu expressed his doubt: "How do you know? You have never been here."

Hua Tingjue was speechless.

He couldn't explain it, so he acted shamelessly: "I just know it's delicious anyway!" And if his daughter likes it, then her mother should like it too, as they seem to have similar appetites.

After a while, the proprietress brought their rice noodles and said with a smile, "Enjoy your meal."

When Hua Tingjue saw the rice noodles in front of him, his face changed, and he frowned bitterly. Jiang Wangshu asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"I don't eat cilantro. I forgot to mention that."

"Wouldn't it be better if we just pick it out?"

"But……"

"Pretentious."

Immediately, she took a pair of unused chopsticks and carefully picked out all the coriander in his bowl, and pushed the rice noodles in front of him, "Can you eat it now?"

"Okay." He accepted reluctantly.

Then he took a bite and found that it was really good. The soup was very fresh and fragrant. The soup wrapped around the rice noodles and slid into his mouth. It was an experience Hua Tingjue had never had before.

"See, I told you it was delicious!"

Jiang Wangshu took a bite and it was indeed not bad, very much to her taste. She raised her lips slightly and said, "Well, it's okay."

Hua Tingjue raised his eyes and glanced at her.

I have to say that although his daughter looks more like him and is more delicate and pretty, the stubbornness and tenacity in her eyes and eyebrows are exactly the same as Jiang Wangshu's, even the small details of eating and drinking soup are similar.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile.

……

After dinner, the two of them went for a walk and when they came to a street, Hua Tingjue suggested, "Let's go play some games."

Ahead is a busy commercial street with an arcade game room. Under the dim lights, there are many arcade machines of varying numbers lined up, and players are standing or sitting, playing or watching.

Jiang Wangshu had never seen it before, so Hua Tingjue pulled her over without saying a word, and they first stopped in front of a basketball machine.

Basketball is Hua Tingjue's strong point, and he also needs to maintain his face in front of Jiang Wangshu, so he decisively demonstrated his abilities.

Then you can hit the target every time you shoot.

He turned around, his peach blossom eyes sparkling, and a smug smile on his face: "How is it?"

Jiang Wangshu was too lazy to comment.

The NBA finals were playing on the TV in the boss's store. The exciting basketball game attracted many boys to stop and watch.

Hua Tingjue raised his head to indicate the direction of the TV, and then talked to Jiang Wangshu: "Have you watched NBA?"

Jiang Wangshu shook his head: "No."

The reborn person who knew the past and the future decided to show off his ability. He cleared his throat and said, "Ahem."

Jiang Wangshu looked at him suspiciously.

Hua Tingjue smiled, and spoke like a con man: "Why don't we guess who will win this year's championship!"

Jiang Wangshu refused: "No guessing."

"Hey, let's play for a bit."

"Just tell me which of these teams you think will win."

"I don't know." Jiang Wangshu knew nothing about basketball or the NBA.

"Then let me guess. I guess the Bulls will win the championship!" He smiled and raised his eyebrows proudly.

Before Jiang Wangshu could say anything, the people around him were very unconvinced, "The Rockets must be the champions. Olajuwon is awesome, and the Bulls are shit!"

Hua Tingjue and Jiang Wangshu turned their heads to look over at the same time, their faces bewildered, as if asking, "Who are you?"

Hua Tingjue took a step forward and stood in front of Jiang Wangshu. His 1.87-meter-tall height blocked his view. He stared at the arrogant red-haired man in front of him with an imposing manner, "Hey, who are you? What does this have to do with you?"

The red-haired guy didn't care about anything and shouted loudly: "The Bulls will not win the championship, the Rockets will!"

Hua Tingjue retorted, "Pah, the Bulls have already won the championship this season, don't you know Jordan?"

Seeing the two people quarreling like elementary school students, Jiang Wangshu pulled his sleeve in time and said, "Forget it, don't tell him."

Then he glared at the red-haired guy next to him with a bad look, warning him, "Just do your shooting and don't interrupt others when they are talking."

"No, what do you know as a woman?"

"What right do you have to a man's words?"

Hua Tingjue got angry, rushed forward and pushed the red-haired man half a meter away, with a fierce look in his eyes, "Fuck you, are you going to point fingers at her again?"

Jiang Wangshu was already feeling suffocated because of Xiao Hei's matter, and this guy just came up to him and asked for trouble.

Okay, then she will fulfill his wish today.

She looked up at the motionless big bear on top of the shooting booth and sneered at him with a curved lip: "What's wrong with women? You have been shooting for so long and still can't get that teddy bear. It seems that you, as a man, are no match for him either."

"I'm just testing the gun. It will hit the target soon. You don't think you can do it, do you?"

"I am indeed better than you."

Being mocked and provoked by a woman in the street, Red Hair immediately exploded and said: "If you can hit me today, I will call you Auntie. If you can't hit me, you have to kneel down in front of me!"

"Boss, get the gun."

"Okay, take it, little girl." The boss handed it over with a smile. Of course he was happy that another person came to give him money. This bear has been there for two months and no one has been able to hit it.

It's simple. The balloon is small and far-reaching, and he cunningly added a fan, so the balloon is always floating, making it difficult for ordinary people to aim at it.

Hua Tingjue beside him was dumbfounded. He was panicking and lowered his head to whisper, "No, this is shooting. Can you do it? How about you change to another one? Shooting is my weak point. You can change to something I can do. Then I can help you out."

"No need." While rejecting him, Jiang Wangshu also asked him, "Do you want any of the toys above?"

"Are you asking this at this time?"

He was very anxious, but he still looked up and glanced around. After looking around, he said, "I want that!" Looking in the direction of his finger, Jiang Wangshu's mouth twitched.

Because if she was not mistaken, he seemed to be referring to Snow White.

She choked for a moment, in disbelief but finally asked: "You...you like this?"