not a monster

Chapter 269 Blind Date
On Saturday, May 4, the weather was fine.

The weather in Junsha in April is already very hot, and the flowers in the yard bloomed and withered.

Wang Xilou and Po Nu are playing backgammon in the yard.

They wear the same clothes, look the same, speak the same voice, and even play chess with the same little moves such as scratching their buttocks and picking their feet.

Ye Ji stared blankly.

"Hey, this doesn't count, I didn't see it just now."

"Why are you so reckless!"

"You didn't care just now!"

"Did I have a white boy just now?"

"I didn't take yours!"

"Forget it, let's hurry up."

"Oh, don't bother me, I just thought of where to go!"

The black cat jumped onto the table, turned its head sideways, and carefully looked at the black and white dots on the chessboard with its small face, then looked at Wang Xilou on the left, and Wang Xilou on the right.

Ye Ji is just a cat, she can't understand what these two people are doing.

They are all fools.

Coming to this conclusion, Ye Ji jumped down, and hurriedly ran out to the front desk to find Feng Wuli: "Wuli, Wang Xilou has become stupid!"

"is it?"

"Yes! Both she and Po Nu have become stupid!" Ye Ji meowed non-stop, dancing and circling, trying to explain to the boy at the counter what she had just seen.

"No." Feng Wuli explained: "They didn't become stupid, they were already stupid."

"Ha! Yes, they are stupid!" The black cat was very happy.

Feng Wuli got up and tidied up the incense candle shop, counted the incense candles and ingots, tore off the faded price code, and rewrote it on it.

The black cat next to him kept disturbing him.

Treating his feet as prey, suddenly pounced on him or something.

Feng Wuli was always worried that he would step on the cat.

Someone came to the incense and candle shop, Feng Wuli looked up and saw that he was still an acquaintance.

"Aunt Deng?"

"Hey! Xiaofeng, it's so tall!"

"Are you here to find Wang Xilou?"

Aunt Deng is a middle-aged woman in her [-]s. She married into a family on the old street more than ten years ago. She got along well with Wang Xilou, who is also in her age group. went elsewhere.

Belongs to one of Wang Xilou's good sisters.

This status is very senior, after all, Wang Xilou's good sisters have to be replaced every few decades, and her earliest good sisters are probably from the Southern Song Dynasty.

"Right! Is your sister here?"

The wind pursed his lips unreasonably.

He doesn't like being called siblings.

But there is no way for the time being.

He called in: "Wang Xilou, someone is looking for you."

"I'm coming!"

The curtain was opened, and a woman with delicate features walked out. Ten years later, her appearance was fixed in the picture of the cardamom girl. At that moment, Feng Wuli planted countless flowers in the yard, and those flowers bloomed for hundreds of years. Lost again, this woman is the most beautiful flower planted by that young man, the eternal flower.

"Ouch! Sister Deng! Why are you here!" But as soon as she opened her mouth, her temperament of a market aunt instantly suppressed the appearance of the cardamom girl.

Feng Wuli was very sad, feeling that his girlfriend was really helpless, so he could only comfort himself, age will hurt others.

"Come and sit down!"

"Oh, I'm not going to sit anymore. I'm on vacation at the factory. I just went out to do some hair care and passed by here. Come and have a look."

Wang Xilou doesn't do hair care or skin care. She only has three kinds of cosmetics, an old lipstick, a box of BB cream, and a bottle of Liushen toilet water, so I don't understand what Aunt Deng said.

Aunt Deng looked at Wang Xilou from top to bottom, with a look of satisfaction on her face: "Little Wang is already in his thirties, and his skin is still like that of a teenager!"

Wang Xilou was a little embarrassed, he laughed, looked at Xiang Feng and yelled unreasonably: "I still can't take the university entrance exam, go back and read!"

Feng Wuli: "..."

He retreated silently to the yard.

Aunt Deng went over to hold Wang Xilou's hand familiarly, and asked in a low voice, "Xiaolou, I'm not talking too much, but you will be forty in a few years, are you really not in a hurry?"

"What are you in a hurry for?" Wang Xilou was stunned.

Aunt Deng gave her a blank look.

Wang Xilou scratched his head, and said indifferently: "Damn, I thought you were going to say something, sister Deng, don't worry about it."

"You still feel young now. In a few years, you will be old too. When you see other people's children and grandchildren running all over the street, you will feel desolate. Who will support you then?"

She rolled her eyes: "Raise me for no reason."

"Do you really want Xiaofeng to take care of you? He agrees. Will he be happy to find a wife in the future?"

"Oh, it's a big deal to go to a nursing home." She got a headache from being told.

Aunt Deng hated iron for being weak: "How can a woman not marry?"

I'm married, I wanted to marry 500 years ago, it's not that brat pretending to be stupid, she didn't marry herself!
Wang Xilou laughed haha, perfunctory Sister Deng.

But Sister Deng came prepared: "Let me tell you, this time I have made an agreement with others. I am just in my early forties. I have been busy with work and never thought of starting a family. Now I have opened a teahouse..."

Wang Xilou felt a headache.

If it was 200 years ago, she would have wanted to demolish the teahouse of the other party, so that the man could work with peace of mind again.

"Go, go, go."

"Look again."

"Ham, I don't care!"

"That's right."

Finally Sister Deng was sent away.

Feng Wuli came out of the yard and asked her if she would like milk tea. He was going to order takeaway, and Wang Xilou immediately leaned his head over.

Then he also talked about the matter that Sister Deng asked her to go on a blind date just now.

Feng Wuli was lighting milk tea, when he heard this, he suddenly asked: "Wang Xilou, why do you like me?"

Wang Xilou, who was still talking vividly and babbling, was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what the problem was, only feeling baffled.

"Why ask that?"

"No, I suddenly wanted to see how you would answer."

Wang Xilou raised his eyebrows.

What would my life be like if I hadn't encountered Feng Wuli?

She tried her best to imagine that maybe she would become a walking corpse in the end because of her cold feelings, maybe she would be burned to ashes by the stove fire when the Stove King came to trouble her, or maybe she would be attacked by decent people because of the unknown. It became a murderous cold-blooded zombie.

But now, those are not her.

The appearance of Feng Wuli is the hand stretched out to her when she broke through the river when she was drowning.

"I don't know." She felt hypocritical, and her face was a little dry: "Then why do you like Master?"

"I don't know." He also felt hypocritical.

"It's just that if I don't have that kind of affection for you when I grow up, even if I know that we had that kind of communication 500 years ago, I still just regard you as a respected and beloved teacher... What will happen to you?"

"What's this?"

Wang Xilou smiled. She seemed to have had such an idea a long time ago, so it was easy to answer:
"If this is the case, the master will watch your college entrance examination, university, graduation, and work. Maybe you met a girl you like very early, and the master will support you to pursue her. Maybe you don't know how to chase girls, and the master will give you You make suggestions, and then watch you get married and have children. If you don't dislike Master, I will go over and bring up your baby. I think my level of raising children is still very high. After all, you are all brought up by me, so you should Will not refuse."

Feng Wuli always felt that she had really seriously thought about this possible future in the past, and it was really hard to imagine what kind of mood she was thinking about.

(End of this chapter)