Rebirth of Chu Wan

Hearing this, Wan Chu'er sneered, opened the door directly, walked in, and said loudly, "Brother Lishan, it is not a gentleman who speaks ill of people behind his back."

Li Shan calmly said: "I said it in front of you."

Wan Chuer cut, and rushed directly to the steaming dinner table. In addition to dumplings, there were three dishes on the dinner table. She smiled and praised:

"Our New Year's Eve dinner is really rich."

The tables of other people's New Year's Eve dinners are full, and these dishes look deserted enough, but it is difficult for Lishan to make such a table.

She was unceremonious and sat down on the chair next to Zhong Lao.

Mr. Zhong held up a glass of wine in front of him, and said: "Our grandfather and grandson are celebrating the reunion year for the first time, come and have a drink."

Li Shan poured a glass of juice for Wan Chuer, and he also picked up the wine.

Wan Chuer was not happy, so she changed a glass of wine by herself, "What is the strength of the juice drinking."

Old Zhong glared at her, but in exchange for Wan Chuer's giggles, the three of them laughed and clinked their glasses and drank them all in one fell swoop.

Wan Chuer's instinctive warmth flowed down from her throat, and it was hot all the way to her belly. She hurriedly picked up a dumpling and ate it.

"Am I late?" Yan Hui's voice suddenly came from outside, and after that, the door was pushed open. Yan Hui came in in a black trench coat with a large insulated lunch box in his hand.

Wan Chuer smiled: "It's not too late, it's just in time."

At this moment, the four of their grandparents were gathered together.

Yan Hui opened the lunch box, and there was a fish in it, plus a Sixi meatball, so their New Year's Eve dinner was a little richer.

The four of them ate and drank at will, chatting and laughing occasionally. Tonight's Wan Chuer was very active, and the heavy responsibility of telling jokes was directly on his shoulders.

No way, Li Shan is a boring gourd, and Yan Hui is a gentleman who is just like a jade. It's hard to imagine how to gag.

Maybe it's because of New Year's Eve. Everyone is very cooperative. Even the old man no longer keeps his face, but tells them interesting things about his New Year.

After twelve o'clock, everyone went back to each house to rest.

Early the next day, Jiang Kechu came to knock on the door to celebrate the New Year. After chatting with the old man for a while, the old man rarely enlightened and said: "Take Chu'er out and have a good time. It doesn't matter if you come back later."

Wan Chuer squinted her eyes and asked with a smile, "Are you always trying to do anything behind my back?"

Mr. Zhong said to Lishan: "Quickly, get her out of the house. I'm bored at home every day, and my mind is not normal."

Seeing Li Shan really wanted to do something, Wan Chu'er's mouth twitched. When did she become such annoying.

Jiang Kechu smiled and protected Wan Chu'er, and respectfully said to Mr. Zhong: "Then I will take Chu'er out to play."

"Ok."

After getting in the car, Jiang Kechu kissed his relative Wan Chuer's pouting mouth amusedly, and then took out a box from the back, "A New Year's gift for you."

Wan Chuer opened it and saw that there were two scarves, one red and one black, which felt very comfortable to the touch.

"Hey, is this a couple scarf?"

Jiang Kechu smiled and said: "No, it's all for you. This scarf is in these two colors. I think both are suitable for you, so I bought it."

When Wan Chuer heard this, he became happy and took a red scarf around his neck, "Today is the first day of the Chinese New Year, red is festive, and red is the first."

Wearing a scarf, she felt a lot warmer.

"Uncle Jiang, what should I do, I didn't prepare a gift for you."

Jiang Kechu said, "I will take you to the mall later, and when you arrive at the mall, you can choose another gift for me."

"Okay, deal!" Wan Chuer said happily.

Jiang Kechu first took Wan Chuer to a temple in the suburbs to burn incense and pray for blessings. Although the temple was in the suburbs, it was not deserted. There were many people inside and outside the temple. At first glance, it was red and beaming.

The two bought incense, worshipped reverently, and then inserted it into the incense burner.

In her previous life, Jiang Kechu also brought her here once, but the second time she was reluctant to come, saying that she was feudal and superstition, but Jiang Kechu did not bring her again.

In fact, Shangxiang praying has nothing to do with feudal superstition, but a wish for people to yearn for a better life.

Walking out of the temple, Wan Chuer said, "Uncle Jiang, we will come every year from now on, okay."

Jiang Kechu held her hand, put it into his pocket, and said solemnly: "Okay."

It seemed that something had been agreed upon, and there was a burst of satisfaction and joy in both hearts.

At about 11 o'clock in the morning, the car drove into a big shopping mall in the city. The shopping mall was also a lively red, full of people.

The two of them were like ordinary couples, shopping one after another, Wan Chuer finally picked a belt buckle for Jiang Kechu as a New Year's gift.

"Uncle Jiang, you must use this belt buckle when you wear casual clothes in the future." Wan Chuer told Jiang Kechu.

After choosing a gift, when it was time to eat, the two directly chose a restaurant on the top floor of the mall.

Wan Chuer went to the bathroom to wash his hands halfway, and then was blocked in the bathroom.

Lin Jiayi, who was a little haggard, looked at Wan Chu'er with complicated eyes, and finally smiled sadly, and said softly: "Do you know? I'm getting married on the eighth day of the first month, and the bridegroom is Zhu Er."

Wan Chu'er was expressionless and did not respond.

Lin Jiayi smiled bitterly: "Marrying Zhu Er, I will be ruined in my whole life, no, since the night of the bar, I have been ruined. I didn't expect your methods to be so powerful.

If I knew this, I would never mess with you again. "

Wan Chu'er squinted her eyes and said, "If you do bad things, you must be prepared for retribution."

Lin Jia paused, then said again: "Can I ask you something?"

"You can't ask me."

"No, only you can do this." Lin Jiayi suddenly grabbed Wan Chu'er's hand and pulled it firmly, for fear that she would throw it away, "I don't want to marry Zhu Er, please... Please don't let me marry Zhu Er. I will never have a bad idea about you again. I promise that I will definitely not get in your eyes again in the future."

"Whether you marry Zhu Er or not has anything to do with me. If you don't want to marry, then don't marry." Wan Chuer said coldly.

Lin Jiayi’s eyes turned red, "As long as you agree, I can’t marry me. Please agree. I have never begged anyone like this before. For the sake of my inferiority, I beg you to agree. Right."

Wan Chuer sneered. If she agreed, where would Jiang Kechu be?

Lin Jiayi was indeed a selfish person. She couldn't afford the risk of her father going to jail, and she wanted to live a good life, so she threw it away.

Wan Chuer pulled away Lin Jiayi's hand vigorously and said, "I can't help you." Then she left the bathroom.

"Wan Chuer..." Lin Jiayi's low pleading voice came from behind.

As a result, because of the rush to walk, Wan Chuer ran into a person at the corner outside, and a smell of men’s perfume hit his face. Wan Chuer lowered his head, held his breath, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry." .