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Chapter 900 Calm down!
Ji Feiyun covered his face.No wonder later generations have so much prejudice against female drivers.She didn't mean to.She was nervous, uncoordinated, and stepped on the wrong foot.

It's not nervousness, it's complacency.

What to do now?If Yongpeng is so dirty, he will definitely beat her.

Ji Feiyun looked at the car piled up with dirt at the door, and lowered his head helplessly.

"Don't be discouraged in the new year." Gao Lanxiang comforted her daughter and said, "In the future, I will admit my mistakes to Nan Yongpeng. You have to learn from him. Don't be impatient, be calm."

Xiaonian's business is not bad.After delivering the last table of guests at noon, Zhuo Yuanyuan loosened his shoulders, hesitating whether to go to the old street.

Zhuo Yuanxia quickly killed the fish in the store.Not to mention how happy he was when he came, "bro, you're here"

Zhuo Yuanyuan nodded, "How is the business recently?"

"Not bad. I've been busy just now." Zhuo Yuanxia pointed to the second floor: "Mom hasn't eaten or drank since she came back from the shopping mall. The rheumatism is getting worse these days. I fell down when I woke up this morning." I dare not mention that you don’t go home during the Chinese New Year. If you go on a hunger strike again, it will kill people. You can convince her no matter what, people have to eat.”

Zhuo Yuanyuan also wanted to have a good talk.After thinking about it, he went up to the second floor.

On the second floor, there is a conversation.I saw a more than 30-year-old rural woman with rough and yellow skin chatting happily with Wu's mother.

Zhuo Yuanyuan listened to both ears, saying that parents lack children.

Seeing her son coming back, Zhuo's mother smiled: "Yuan Yuan, you're back."

She hurriedly introduced: "This is Yue'e, a relative of my mother's sister-in-law. I happened to meet her in the store at the market today."

Zhuo Yuanyuan nodded, "Sister Yue'e."

Yue E looked at Zhuo Yuanyuan, her sallow face turned red, "Chou Yuan".

Zhuo Yuanyuan sat up and said to his mother, "Have you eaten?"

"I haven't had an appetite for two days. I feel dizzy and delirious."

"I'll cook you something."

Zhuo's mother didn't refuse, "Your sister Yue'e didn't eat either. Let more."

Zhuo Yuanyuan went to the kitchen to fry some eggs and put half a pot of noodles.Delicious egg noodles arrived quickly.

Mother Zhuo's face was full of sadness. "How long has it been since you came back for dinner?" Since you are here today, how much do you want to eat with me? "

Seeing that she was still in a stable mood, Zhuo Yuanyuan went to the kitchen to get more bowls and chopsticks.

Mother Wu took a few bites of the chopsticks and said, "It's a bit soft. Please add some salt for me."

Zhuo Yuanyuan took out the salt shaker and asked her to add it herself.

While eating and chatting, Zhuo Yuanyuan's mother told Yue E about Zhuo Yuanyuan's childhood.After eating, Yue E didn't intend to leave.Zhuo Yuanyuan was drowsy nearby.

"Yuan Yuan, are you too tired these days?" Zhuo's mother loves him very much, "Money can't be earned, health is very important."

At the end of the year, Zhuo Yuanyuan was really busy.With his mother's troubles, Zhuo Yuanyuan was exhausted.However, since he came today, he still has to make it clear to his mother that he will not drink medicine anymore and kneel down one day, but Yue E has no eyesight and keeps talking.

"If you want to be tired, take a rest first. I'm in love with Yue'e, and it's been a long time since anyone has spoken to me like this."

She is rarely happy.Zhuo Yuanyuan stopped talking.He got up and went to his room to rest.

I just want to take a nap, but my eyelids are getting heavy.

Vaguely, it seemed that someone had pulled his clothes.

Regardless of the heavy eyelids, Zhuo Yuanyuan secretly focused on his vigilant habit of being a soldier for many years, and suddenly opened his eyes.He saw a man standing in front of him, reaching for his pants.

His vision was blurred, but he was sure that this person was not Ji Feishuang.

Out of instinct for his body, Zhuo Yuanyuan kicked him.

The man was kicked heavily to the ground, howling like a pig: "Ouch, my waist..."

(End of this chapter)