Fresh wife is amazing

Chapter 31
The next day, Sunday.

Before Yang Fan got up, he was woken up by the doorbell and the occasional slamming on the door.

"Don't press, don't shoot, wait a moment." Yang Fan sat up from the bed, his head didn't hurt or his head rose, and he was in good condition.

The other head is in better shape than the big head.

Majestic and high-spirited, it looks like he wants to traverse mountains and mountains, and cross rivers and rivers.

"Open the door, I asked Aunt Thirteen, you went to bed at 10:30 last night, now it's [-] o'clock, if you go to sleep again, you will have trouble sleeping, get up!" Compared with the first two weeks before we met, Liu Qianqian Now he doesn't dislike Yang Fan so much.

Anyway, she felt that her concern for him was sincere.

After sitting on the bed for a long time, Yang Fan was a little troubled.

The fighting state has not been lifted, how to meet people, how to open the door.

After returning from a trip to the bathroom, Yang Fan opened the door.

Outside the door, Liu Qianqian is slim and beautiful.

Boat socks and slippers, with long hair tied behind her head, she looks like a girl next door.

"Please don't ring the doorbell, it costs electricity. Don't pat the door randomly, you are not afraid of hurting your hand, I am afraid that the door will be broken by you." Yang Fan opened the door.

"Does it make sense for you to sleep late?" Liu Qianqian said dissatisfiedly, am I being kind?
Be kind as a donkey's liver and lungs.

"If you don't sleep in on weekends, what's the use of weekends?" Yang Fan turned around and walked to the bathroom, brushing his teeth and washing his face.

"I heard that there are many young people who die suddenly and inexplicably now. I'm not worried that you are alone in the field, and no one will know about you for a few days on the death bed?" Liu Qianqian whispered.

Yang Fan's body froze, what are these words?

Looking back at Liu Qianqian, he said gratefully, "I thank you."

"No, you can cook for me at night." Liu Qianqian followed behind Yang Fan without thinking.

Yang Fan stopped: "I'm brushing my teeth and washing my face, what are you doing here? Are you Guoguo?"

Liu Qianqian was stunned for a moment: "I'm just brushing my teeth and washing my face, I'm not doing anything else."

"What else do you want to do?" Yang Fan asked.

Liu Qianqian thought for a while, then blushed and said "Bah".

gone.

Throughout the day, Yang Fan stayed with Liu Qianqian and took Guoguo to the children's playground.

Aunt Thirteen did not follow.

She said she was a little tired and couldn't play anymore.

rest at home.

Yang Fan and Liu Qianqian knew that she just wanted to give them space to rub the spark of love.

But where is Yang Fan willing to bring Guoguo with him.

Liu Qianqian was even more happy.

If there is no Guoguo, she also does not want to play alone with Yang Fan.

When it was almost dinner time, Yang Fan and Liu Qianqian brought Guoguo back.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw Golden Retriever and Gun Gun hiding in the nest and shivering.

Seeing him, the two treasures ran towards him whimpering as if they saw a life-saving straw.

"What happened to the Great Sage and Gun Gun?" Yang Fan asked Aunt Thirteen in confusion.

"It's nothing, I went out in the afternoon to buy some dog meat, and I'll make it when you come back." Aunt Thirteen was still remembering her grudge last night.

Yang Fan sympathetically looked at the Great Sage and Gun Gun who were seeking his asylum: "It's okay, as long as you don't make the same mistakes as last night, Aunt Thirteen will not stew you."

The Great Sage and Gun Gun looked terrified and nodded again and again.

Sanbao was carefree, lying on the dining table, looking around on the chair, there was a bag of dog meat on it.

Half-cooked meat, very fragrant and delicious.

"Want to eat?" Aunt Thirteen opened the bag and asked Sanbao.

Sanbao can't speak or nod, but his neck is stretched longer, and his meaning is very clear.

want to eat!

The Great Sage and Gun Gun drilled under Yang Fan's legs, trembling all over, not daring to look at the dining table.

"You are heartless, I didn't see any cat meat today, otherwise I would buy a few kilograms of one piece and come back." Thirteen Aunt said fiercely to Sanbao.

With a "whoosh" sound, San Baofei also ran away.

After hiding on the balcony, it quietly poked its head out and peered into the back room.

"Dog meat can enrich... Can it beautify and nourish the skin?" Liu Qianqian asked curiously.

Not to mention, during this time, Liu Qianqian found himself more dangerous.

Even my sister, who hadn't eaten a few meals made by Yang Fan, found that she had gained weight where she should have gained weight.

Hearing Liu Qianqian's words, the Great Sage and Gun Gun became even more terrified.

"You're so beautiful and your skin is so good, what else do you want? Give some way to those girls with poor looks and skin." After returning Guoguo, Yang Fan returned to his house.

The Great Sage and Gun Gun stayed close to him and followed closely.

Liu Qianqian touched her face, feeling a little proud.

This is confidence, not narcissism, she reminded herself secretly.

Aunt Thirteen looked at Yang Fan's back with relief, this child could speak so well...

Well, it will be better now, otherwise it will be the loss of the niece.

Maybe he and Guoguo won't be able to meet him either.

When cooking, at the door of the kitchen, the Great Sage and Gun Gun, who had been told not to enter the kitchen at ordinary times, looked at him pitifully, and then looked at the bag of half-cooked dog meat, Yang Fan said to Aunt Thirteen with some reluctance, "Yes No, this meat will not be stewed?"

"Don't stew?" Aunt Thirteen asked, "Why don't you buy it for nothing? Okay, take it to the dog, and feed them both."

Dasheng and Gun Gun immediately ran away.

At night, before going to bed, Guoguo asked Yang Fan to tell a story.

Thirteenth aunt's bedroom.

Yang Fan brought a chair and sat in front of the bed, under the curtains.

Guoguo lay down, Aunt Thirteen also went up, covered the quilt, and leaned her upper body against the head of the bed.

"Tonight, let's tell the story of Madam Meng when she was young." Yang Fan asked Guoguo's wishes.

"Hmm." Guoguo nodded obediently, she didn't pick up stories very much.

Last time Yang Fan said that there is a bridge over the Wangchuan River called "Naihe Bridge".

This name expresses the unwillingness and helplessness of people after death.

The undead are here, looking back on the world for the last time, saying goodbye to the memories of their life.

For the dead, of course, the painful life must be forgotten as soon as possible.

However, those happy memories make people infinitely greedy and hard to let go.

On the Naihe Bridge, there is a white-haired old woman named Meng Po.

She is responsible for distributing the forgotten soup made by herself to the undead.

Wang Shi Decoction uses eight kinds of tears as medicine, including Meng Po's own sad tears, and then filters out the bitterness and retains the sweet taste.

The production time of Mengpo soup is extremely long, which is equivalent to a human life. It takes about seven to eighty years to cook a pot of peerless soup.

As long as you drink Meng Po's forgetful soup, no matter how deep the pain, the entanglement of love and hate, the indestructible obsession, it will all vanish at that moment.

Guoguo once asked him curiously, why those souls who are about to be reincarnated must take this potion of forgetting their past lives?
Yang Fan said that the human soul has countless reincarnations. If the memory is not cleared, the memories of each reincarnation will be superimposed on each other, resulting in a violent personality conflict, bringing great confusion to the soul and body, and making people unable to invest in new life with peace of mind. a round of life.

(End of this chapter)