Fresh wife is amazing

Chapter 316 Mom bought it, I stole it
"Uncle Wang, it's not a question of whether you like it or not. We have been playing together since we were young, and Wang Jun and I are too familiar with each other, so we can't do it." Yang Fan looked at Wang Jun calmly and smiled.

Wang Jun is not bad looking, otherwise in this age, he would not have been coaxed into his hand early, and then he would get married and have children.

Among the leftover girls, there are some who are beautiful, but they are only a minority.

Most of the leftover women are average in appearance, even ugly.

But they still choose all kinds of things, thinking that now there are more men than women, and there are too many choices for themselves, so there is no rush.

The result is what's left.

The leftover men feel that they have a sense of responsibility and are unable to give the woman a house and support the family, so they don't get married and have children.

"It's as if if you can do it, I'll let you do it." Wang Jun gave Yang Fan a white look.

She was married in Qianjiang, but her life was under great pressure. Her husband went south to work, and she stayed in Qianjiang to take care of the children.

The husband's house usually lives with his parents-in-law. Wang Jun's life is not very comfortable, and he often runs back to his parents' house.

It is rare for Guoguo to meet a child younger than herself, so she is very happy and leads the little kid to crawl around.

Climbing from the hall to the corridor, after the clouds covered the sun, they led him to climb into the courtyard.

At such a young age, Guoguo has a beauty that can be favored by children who are just a little conscious. The little kid doesn't reject her, and follows her around.

Wang Jun's father went to cook two dishes and wanted Yang Fan to have a drink with him.

by the dining table.

"I don't drink." Yang Fan refused, pushed away a full glass of wine, and asked Wang Jun to make him a bowl of porridge.

Father Wang looked at his daughter: "Xiaofan doesn't drink?"

Wang Jun looked at Yang Fan, are you drinking or not?
There were several high school reunions, and Yang Fan did not drink alcohol.

But in private, he had dinner with Wang Jun in the district, and he drank wine.

I was still in high school.

At that time he said he was broken in love.

Wang Jun asked who he was with.

He said it was a girl on the Internet who dropped out of school to work.

Although the two have never been in love, they belong to the category of under-lover.

That day, he said that he could never fall in love again.

"I don't want to drink, uncle, you drink yours." Yang Fan took the porridge from Wang Jun's call.

"Stop pretending, the one playing with my daughter is a good person who doesn't even drink alcohol, is it possible?" Father Wang pushed the wine in front of Yang Fan again.

Yang Fan is not embarrassed. If there is a daughter, there must be a father.

Wang Jun is just like her father, simple and stupid.

"If you want to drink, I'll drink with you." Wang Jun also sat down at the table and grabbed the wine glass in front of Yang Fan.

To be honest, Wang Jun was not as disciplined and wild as Yang Fan before.

When she was in high school, she had sex with her.

It's just that she didn't do anything out of the ordinary. According to Yang Fan's knowledge, she didn't sleep with her boyfriend until after the college entrance examination.

After college, the two in a long-distance relationship broke up without talking for a semester.

As for her later emotional experience, Yang Fan is not clear.

All she knew was that the husband she was marrying now was unknown to Yang Fan, and he was not a high school classmate.

Although Wang's father dislikes his daughter a little, but Wang Jun can bear it, it's better than living at her husband's house watching her in-laws' faces.

In the end, Yang Fan didn't drink, and drank two glasses of porridge with Father Wang.

Finally, amidst the cries of Wang Jun's son, he took Guoguo away.

Guoguo fed the little kid to eat chili.

It's just that no one knows, everyone only knows that the two children are playing, and the little kid is crying heart-piercingly.

When Wang Jun was breastfeeding his son, the little kid seemed to have been rescued, but he still sucked and cried for a while.

It wasn't until after Yang Fan left that Wang Jun saw a small piece of spicy stick falling on the ground, and Wang Jun felt that he had found the source of his son's crying.

But the little boy can't speak, and she can't be sure.

"Guoguo, why is Xiaodong crying so hard? Did you do it?" After leaving, on the way to the next villager, Yang Fan asked the little girl under a tree.

"He keeps reaching out, wanting to eat my snacks. If I don't give them to me, he keeps grabbing me." Guoguo took out a bag of snacks from her small backpack - spicy sticks.

Yang Fan frowned: "Who bought you the spicy strips?"

Is this all you can eat?
"Mom bought it, I stole it." The little girl took out a spicy stick, licked it, her face twisted, and handed it to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan couldn't get angry immediately.

It's delicious, and the little girl doesn't want to share it with her mother, only willing to give it to him.

Aunt Thirteen wanted to share her daughter's things, but basically had no other way or means except to grab them.

Yang Fan sat under the tree and ate the spicy stick bit by bit.

Apart from being spicy, Yang Fan couldn't taste any other flavors of spicy strips, he just felt like he was chewing on a piece of bark.

The little girl sat on Yang Fan's lap and asked, "Father, is it delicious?"

She wants to eat it too, but it's too spicy for her.

Occasional licking is acceptable.

"It's not delicious, but if Guoguo gives it, it will be delicious." Yang Fan put the backpack by his feet, opened the zipper, and took out a bottle of water.

The little girl swallowed her saliva, then took out a spicy stick from the spicy stick bag, opened her eyes wide, and handed it to Yang Fan: "Dad, can you lick off the spicy stick and give me the spicy stick again?"

"No." Yang Fan educated: "The spicy strips will be covered with other people's saliva, Guoguo can't eat such things."

"Papa is not someone else," said the little girl.

"Everything Guoguo eats, except for Guoguo, no matter if it's father or mother, as long as the mouth touches it, it's considered someone else's saliva." Yang Fan said.

"I don't understand." Guoguo tilted her head.

Yang Fan sighed, educating children, as expected, not everyone is competent.

Afterwards, he took the spicy strips that Guoguo handed over for the second time, rinsed them twice with mineral water, and then handed them back to her: "Eat it, you can eat it this way."

"Father, if you don't want to eat it, what if it's still very spicy?" Guoguo shook her head, but didn't take the spicy stick.

Yang Fan had no choice but to have a snack.

"It should be fine." Yang Fan handed it to the little girl again.

The little girl just took it over.

But she didn't eat it, she just licked it like ice cream.

Taking advantage of her inattention, Yang Fan put the remaining bag of spicy strips into his backpack.

After walking around the village all morning, Yang Fan took Guoguo home.

All morning, the little girl wore a beautiful Hanfu, like a little fairy left in the world.

Back home, Yang Fan changed her into casual clothes.

Short-sleeved red and white striped T-shirt, sporty trousers, a round sun hat, and white sneakers.

The sun was a bit bright, so Yang Fan put on sunscreen for her, and hung a pair of brown sunglasses on the bridge of her nose.

Although she is very short, the proportion of the little girl's legs is astonishing. She is cute even though she is petite, but her long legs make her look even more beautiful.

Originally, the family only had one motorcycle and one agricultural tricycle, but a month ago, Yang Fan sent money to his father to buy an electric car, saying it was for him.

Father Yang bought it back, but he doesn't use it often and puts it in one room.

"Father, where are we going?" Carrying a small bag, Guoguo pushed hard behind the electric scooter, helping Yang Fan push it out of the house.

(End of this chapter)