shock!She can travel through time

Chapter 866
Xiao Chong slightly raised his eyebrows in surprise, looking at Lin Wanwan's funny posture lying on the washing machine, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Wanwan, what are you doing?"

Nervous Lin Wanwan was not bothered when Xiao Chong saw the weird posture, she was not as shy as an ordinary girl at all, she was only curious about what the other party said to her grandfather.

"I'm washing sheets and quilt covers, what did you just say to my grandpa?"

Xiao Chong didn't answer, but stood by the door with his arms crossed, and said with a smile in his tone, "Just wash it, why are you lying on the washing machine?"

"Old washing machine, if I don't press it, it will dance." Lin Wanwan shrugged and asked again, "What did you just say to my grandpa? Why did I seem to hear something about wages?"

Xiao Chong stepped forward and pressed the washing machine with one hand, and said, "I'll hold it for you, you stand still."

"You can't hold it down, you can dance so well!" Lin Wanwan expressed doubts about Xiao Chong's arm strength.

Xiao Chong said: "I can, just stand up, otherwise I won't be able to talk to you."

"Really not." Lin Wanwan stood up as she said, she wanted to show you how powerful my washing machine is, "Can't you see..."

She couldn't continue her words, because the washing machine really didn't move under Xiao Chong's hands!

"Wow, what strength do you have! It's amazing!" Lin Wanwan sighed.

Xiao Chong's face was calm and breezy: "It's not bad."

Lin Wanwan saw that the washing machine was being held down, so she immediately changed the subject and continued to ask, "What were you talking about just now?"

Only then did Xiao Chong satisfy her curiosity: "I think the vegetables grown by my grandfather are very green and environmentally friendly. I want to ask him to help me take care of the front and back yards as well."

"Oh." Lin Wanwan was taken aback, "You don't cook yourself, why do you grow vegetables?"

Xiao Chong frowned: "From Monday to Friday, I will partner with you."

Lin Wanwan: "Really?"

"Really." Xiao Chong smiled, "Grandpa sees that I live alone and eats takeaway every day, so he agrees to help me."

"Oh." Hearing this, Lin Wanwan felt a little inexplicable anticipation in her heart. What's going on?

Well, maybe it's pretty good looking, after all Xiao Chong is really pretty.

Growing up so big, Lin Wanwan has never seen anyone who is more beautiful than him, and even a well-trained star can't compare.

He is the kind of person who has a great temperament, walks with a halo, and has a strong sense of handsomeness.

"Do you have to lie on the washing machine like this every day to wash clothes?" Xiao Chong brought the topic back to the washing machine.

Lin Wanwan smiled: "How could it be possible to wash it every day? Today I only use this classic machine to wash the sheets. I wash all the usual clothes by hand."

"Oh." Xiao Chong nodded.

Although Xiao Chong could hold down the washing machine and not dance, but after just a few words, his arms were already numb, and he couldn't imagine how Lin Wanwan felt lying on it.

Moreover, she has to wash clothes with her own hands every day. Wanwan worked so hard when she was young, and she really wanted to hug her.

After all, when she was in Datang, there were groups of servants serving her.

After Xiao Chong was silent for a while, he said, "May I fix this washing machine for you?"

Lin Wanwan was taken aback: "You can also repair washing machines?"

This is different from repairing a bicycle. I always feel that it is more than a little bit more difficult. Can a high school boy be able to repair it with a little knowledge of electricity in middle school physics?

Xiao Chong chuckled and said casually, "Try."

Seeing the admiration on Lin Wanwan's face, Xiao Chong was in a good mood, let go of his hand, and said, "Come and lie on your stomach, I'll go to the property to borrow a cart."

When the washing machine left Xiao Chong's palm and was about to jump again, Lin Wanwan quickly lay down on it and looked up at Xiao Chong: "Are you serious?"

Xiao Chong waved his hands as he walked: "Wait for me."

When he came out of the courtyard, Lin Wanwan immediately yelled: "Grandpa, Grandpa!"

"Hey, what's the matter?" Grandpa Lin responded.

"Xiao Chong said that he would partner with us in the future, is it true?"

"Yes, he lives alone. We brought him along by the way. He paid for it."

"Oh." Lin Wanwan didn't ask how much it was for, it didn't matter, the corners of her lips twitched inexplicably at the thought of having dinner together in the future.

When Xiao Chong returned to Lin Wanwan's house with the property cart, Grandpa Lin had already gone out to work the night shift.

"Grandpa went to work?"

"Ah."

"Let me press it." Xiao Chong stepped forward to help.

"No need, it's almost finished, and it's already drying." Lin Wanwan didn't move away.

Sure enough, within a minute after Lin Wanwan finished speaking, the washing machine beeped for completion.

"Well, I told my grandpa that you want to help repair the washing machine, and my grandpa asked me to pay you the repair fee." Lin Wanwan handed three one-hundred-dollar bills to Xiao Chong.

Xiao Chong couldn't help laughing: "Not everyone says that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, why are you so alienated?"

"Hey, one size fits one size!"

"Then we'll wait until it's fixed."

"Alright then." Lin Wanwan couldn't hand over the money, so she had to put it in her school trousers pocket again.

She lifted the lid of the washing machine and took out the tangled bed sheet and quilt cover.

Xiao Chong stepped forward to help her take it together: "Where do you want to dry this?"

"On the laundry pole at home, I'll take it out during the day tomorrow, and it's going to be dark now."

"Okay, I'll help you."

After drying the sheets and quilt covers, and loading the washing machine onto the cart, Xiao Chong and Lin Wanwan went to Xiao Chong's villa together.

"If you want to use the washing machine these two days, you can use mine. This washing machine can't be repaired in a day or two." Xiao Chong pulled the washing machine into the door and put it aside, saying something to Lin Wanwan.

"It's okay, I won't need it for the time being." Lin Wanwan stood in the living room of Xiao Chong's house for a while before leaving.

"Wait." Xiao Chong stopped her after cutting the fruit, "I'll go upstairs to get something, just wait for me."

"okay."

Xiao Chong put the fruit plate in Lin Wanwan's hand, turned around and strode upstairs.

After a while, Xiao Chong held a pink bow-knot cake with a candle in his right hand and a thin cylinder in his left hand, and went downstairs calmly.

"Wanwan, happy birthday to you!"

Lin Wanwan looked up in surprise, looking at Xiao Chong who was getting closer.

"How do you know my birthday is today?"

Xiao Chong smiled and said, "I've seen the roster in Laoban's hand, and considering how traditional my grandfather is, you should have celebrated your birthday on the lunar calendar since you were a child."

After finishing speaking, he held the cake in front of her: "Blow out the candles and make a wish."

It was already held in front of her, Lin Wanwan didn't have anything to be pretentious, she put her hands together and put her fists under her lips, closed her eyes and made a wish.

Xiao Chong looked at Lin Wanwan's eyelashes hanging down like a fan, and was cast a circle of shadows by the candlelight, and his heart seemed to be gently fanned by this eyelash fan.

It didn't take long for him to think about it, Lin Wanwan had already opened her eyes and blew out the candle.

"Seeing that you are so serious, what wish did you make?" Xiao Chong asked Lin Wanwan as he put the cake on the coffee table in the living room.

"It won't work if you say it, I can't tell you." Lin Wanwan wrinkled her nose and smiled mischievously.

"Okay, then I won't ask." Xiao Chong smiled and motioned Lin Wanwan to sit down on the sofa, and handed her the cylinder in his hand, "Bringing you a birthday present."

"Is there a gift? No need." Lin Wanwan didn't reach out to take it.

"Hey, this is my intention, do you want to refuse?" Xiao Chong frowned slightly, his downcast peach eyes seemed to express his grievances.

How can a boy show such a pure and innocent expression, making people feel that rejecting him is a heinous thing.

Lin Wanwan involuntarily took it over: "What is this?"

"Open it and see."

Lin Wanwan then opened the lid of the cylinder, took out the contents, opened it, and found it was a painting.

The painting is a side view, and a girl with a ponytail is looking at an ancient picture of Sleeping Beauty.

The girl's face is almost exactly the same as the ancient woman in the picture-in-picture, the only difference is their sense of age.

This is clearly the scene of Lin Wanwan looking at the picture of beauties handed down by Xiao Chong in history in the Lu Family Museum during the [-]th holiday.

Because of the same face of the modern girl and the ancient Sleeping Beauty, this painting creates a feeling of interlacing time and space, as if the girl is remembering her past life, which makes people sink instantly.

This force is too powerful!

Lin Wanwan didn't know much about painting, but she was inexplicably shocked when she saw this painting.

"This... Did you draw this? How long have you been drawing it?"

"I've been painting for about half a month." Xiao Chong looked at Lin Wanwan with burning eyes, "Do you like it?"

Lin Wanwan's gaze lingered on the scroll, and she didn't notice Xiao Chong's unscrupulous eyes at all. Hearing this, she nodded fiercely: "I like it, I like it very much, thank you."

If it was other expensive gifts, Lin Wanwan might still refuse, but she could accept the paintings drawn by Xiao Chong herself.

The corners of Xiao Chong's lips raised slightly: "You're welcome."

"How can you know everything? It's too good. How long will it take to learn to draw like this?"

"Forever." Xiao Chong said.

"Okay." Lin Wanwan smiled, only thinking that Xiao Chong was joking.

Lin Wanwan admired it for a while, and then reluctantly put it back into the painting tube.

Xiao Chong pushed the cut cake in front of her and said, "Eat the cake."

"Thank you." Lin Wanwan took it over, "It cost you money, you gave me a gift, I should treat you to a cake."

Xiao Chong smiled sheepishly: "Then invite me on my birthday."

Lin Wanwan said decisively: "Okay. When is your birthday? Tell me first, I will remember."

She will eat white elephant hot and sour noodles for another two months to save money on cakes and birthday presents.

"The twentieth of the first month."

"Hey, did you also have a lunar birthday?" Lin Wanwan asked in surprise while scratching the cake.

"Well, I'm also very traditional." Xiao Chong said solemnly.

"Pfft." Lin Wanwan laughed out loud, her smile was as white and sweet as cream.

Xiao Chong's eyes tightened, and he couldn't help swallowing his throat.

After eating a piece of cake, Lin Wanwan took the painting tube and flew back to her small villa happily like a bird.

Not long after she left, Xiao Chong hailed a car to load Lin Wanwan's old washing machine and took her away.

He didn't mean to repair it, but asked the boss to make a major internal change.

Lin Wanwan, who ate a large piece of cream cake, did not eat dinner, but took a hammer and a nail, went straight to her room, hammered a nail into the empty wall, and then carefully hung the painting.

Under the bright white light, the sense of time and space of the picture scroll is so clear.

Lin Wanwan stood in front of the painting and admired it for a long time, stepping forward to adjust the angle of the hanging rope from time to time, as if she had committed an obsessive-compulsive disorder.

When doing exercises at night, she would turn her head to look at the painting from time to time, her smile seemed to have grown wings, and a secret emotion was growing wildly in her heart, but she hadn't noticed it yet.

Xiao Chong, who was three meters away from her, was holding a glass of iced wine, watching her silently behind the white curtain.

With his eyesight, he could clearly see Lin Wanwan's paintings hanging on the wall, and her movements of turning her head to look at the paintings from time to time.

He picked up the glass and took a sip of the wine, feeling good.

Just at this moment, the sound of the electronic lock of the downstairs door being activated sounded like water ripples.

Xiao Chong raised his head and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, then went to the built-in bathroom to empty the ice puck, rinsed the cup, and calmly took out the mouthwash to rinse his mouth.

After covering everything up, he walked out of the room.

Through the railing on the second floor, one can see Xiao's father and Xiao's mother under the high-ceilinged living room changing shoes, and there are several supermarket plastic bags full of things beside their feet.

"Father, mother." Xiao Chong called out, then turned around and went downstairs quickly.

Xiao Ding saw his son coming down the stairs with a dignified look in his composure, nodded secretly satisfied, and asked, "Chonger, I heard that you joined the school basketball team and led the team to the national basketball team. Sai?"

Xiao's father is a die-hard fan, and he taught Xiao Chong's basketball when he was a child.When the father and son were in the Yongda family courtyard, they would go to the school's open-air basketball court to play basketball for a while every day.

That is to say, his son's cultural achievements are too strong, otherwise he would support Xiao Chong's career as a professional basketball player.

After all, Xiao Chong, who is 15 cm tall at the age of 180, has hope to pursue his dream in this area.

"En." Xiao Chong nodded politely.

"Not bad, not bad." Father Xiao boasted, "Play hard and come back with a national champion."

Xiao's mother glared at him: "The main energy should be put on study, don't always mislead him, he still has competitions!"

Xiao Chong smiled lightly, he was used to the petty disputes between his adoptive parents about his education, so he changed the subject and said, "Can parents have dinner?"

"No, I have something to do at school today, so I got off work late. We bought some vegetables and cooked them. Have you eaten, Chonger?" Mother Xiao asked.

Xiao Chong replied: "Eat."

"What are you eating?" Mother Xiao said, carrying the bag to the kitchen, "Could it be instant noodles again?"

Xiao Chong was obsessed with instant noodle soup base for a while when he was a child.

"No, takeaway."

"Takeaway is not good enough." Xiao's mother looked at the cleanly emptied trash can, "Then wait for mom to cook, and you can come and eat some together as a midnight snack."

"Well, thank you mother."

"Call mom, why are you being polite to mom?" Mother Xiao said.

"Oh, Mom."

This son is always overly polite.

When I was first adopted, I was ashamed to live in the same room with them, but I still came to their room to settle down in the morning and evening.I don't know what kind of family he was like before he was three years old, so that he had such an upbringing engraved in his bones.

I always feel that he can remember things before the age of three, but he doesn't talk about it.

(End of this chapter)