Miss, you are my future wife

Chapter 223 Do you eat oil cakes?

If you see Yu Luying when you open the door later, how should you explain it?

The only way I can come up with at present is to pretend to be surprised when I see Yu Luying, saying that you didn’t say hello when you came, why didn’t you answer your mother’s call—then bury your head in the sand and see if Yu Luying is willing? Willing to cooperate.

Weird!

This has nothing to do with Yu Luying's willingness to cooperate. Yu Lihua is a university professor and looks like a slut. How does this explain that Yu Luying has her own house key?
……

Yu Lihua looked at Xiao Yao with strange eyes before opening the house after changing several keys.

As soon as you enter the door, you will be greeted by the smell of rotten fruit.

"What's the smell?" Yu Lihua frowned and asked.

"No?" Xiao Yao's attention was not on this at all. He put the box in his hand on the table, and while he was perfunctory, he "casually" pushed open the door of the second bedroom, and prepared for the "accident" to find Yu Luying. Ready to come.

……

However, after pushing the door open, there was no one in the small room, only a neatly made single bed.

Even the sheets are made?
Xiao Yao's heart twitched, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"The house is quite big, but it's a bit hot." Yu Lihua had already started looking around in the living room.

Xiao Yao saw Yu Luying's luggage bag on the floor of the small room, and he kicked it under the bed without any hassle.

That's it.

The reason why he was worried at first was that Yu Luying really ran away.

The reason for his relief was not only because he got away with fooling around on Yu Lihua's side, but also because he realized that Yu Luying didn't run away.

Otherwise, she must have brought her luggage.

Also, you won't be in the mood to tidy up your secondary bedroom and put a sheet on the single bed.

That is to say, not only did she not plan to drag herself back to Shanghai, she didn't even plan to go back to the hotel - she was planning to take root in the second bedroom.

This is the same as when Shen Jie got angry and moved to her daughter's room. It is a small problem of bed separation (relatively), not a big problem of breaking up.

"Ah~ Auntie, you sit down first, I'll cut a piece of watermelon for you to relieve your fever." Xiao Yao pulled out a chair for Yu Lihua nervously, asked her to sit down, and took out the frozen one from the refrigerator in a serious and lively manner. The half of the watermelon was cut and brought to her.

I hope the watermelon is not frozen, but I put plastic wrap on it.

"You're interested, you don't have to be so polite with me." Yu Lihua said politely, but her expression was obviously very helpful to Xiao Yao's hospitality.

Then, she asked again: "What's wrong? Do you need my help?"

"What, is the watermelon broken?" Xiao Yao blurted out, "Ah~ Auntie, no need, no need. The water pipe is leaking, and I have already fixed it. Oh yes, and the roof has also been repaired."

Yu Lihua took a bite of the watermelon and said, "Is this floor made of mahogany? Fortunately, I came back quickly to deal with it, otherwise it would be ruined by soaking in water."

"That's right." Xiao Yao perfunctorily checked the bathroom "inadvertently", but there was no one there.

Wish she wasn't in the master bedroom?Then there is no problem.

"Your parents really know how to live." Yu Lihua touched the ground with the tip of her shoe and said with emotion: "Such a good material can add luster to any place, but it is used in an empty house... "

Yu Lihua seemed to have something to say, but Xiao Yao didn't think about it. He took a deep breath quietly, pretended to be walking casually, and pushed open the door of the master bedroom.

It wasn't Yu Luying who came rushing through the door, but the smell of wine.

Xiao Yao saw the poor pair of pantyhose in the wastebasket at a glance.

His blood rushed straight to his forehead, he stepped forward in three steps at a time, picked up the torn pantyhose, and stuffed it under the bed.

"Is something broken in your room?" Yu Lihua stood at the door of the big bedroom, leaning against the door: "A smell of wine, it's all fermented?"

The voice came from behind, making Xiao Yao tremble with fright, and almost screamed.

He pretended to be calm and slowly stood up from the bed.

As a result, Yu Lihua did not come over, but went back to the living room.

Xiao Yao's heart beat wildly, and he slapped his chest continuously.

Yu Luying, Yu Luying, little apple, can you hear me?He shouted in vain in his heart.

Then, Xiao Yao heard Yu Lihua calling him from the balcony door.

"Xiao Yao, come over and have a look, what's going on?" Yu Lihua pinched her nose, the boss was not happy.

Xiao Yao ran to the balcony to have a look. It turned out that the leftover half of the watermelon from the night before had absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon for two days, and it was already smelly.

The boy hurriedly took a plastic bag to tidy up, while Yu Lihua shook his head and scolded: "Xiao Xiao, you live alone, you can't live too sloppy, and you can't leave all the housework to your wife in a house. It doesn't matter if something breaks and the house is dirty, Yingying helps you clean it up, but I still need to have some rules in my daily life... How many days have you kept this watermelon in the refrigerator? It will hurt your stomach if you eat it for so long , you can’t be so sloppy when you go out, you are sick, do you want our family Yingying to take care of you in this countryside for a long time?..."

Xiao Yao thought of "A Chinese Journey to the West" for no reason, but he was a little moved when he heard the word "wife".

Just as Yu Lihua was chattering and Xiao Yao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, there was a knock on the door—the outside door.

Xiao Yao wanted to answer the door, but Yu Lihua was closer to the door. She turned around and ran over to open the door, as if she was the hostess of the house.

"Mom? Why are you here?" A girl in a simple dress imitating Hanfu with hundreds of flowers, a light blue pattern road bag bag, a pair of gray short cotton socks, and white clover shell-toe shoes on the soles of her feet. Stand at the door.

Seeing this figure, Yu Lihua was overjoyed.

"Yingying, why didn't you answer the phone? Mom was really worried about you. If Xiao Xiao wasn't here, I would have called the police." Yu Lihua went up and hugged Yu Luying.

Xiao Yao suddenly felt out of breath.

"The hotel turned the volume to mute while sleeping, and forgot to change it back—besides, there's nothing to worry about, isn't Xiao Yao here? How did you find this place?"

"Mom couldn't get through to you, so she called Xiao Xiao. Why do you buy so many biscuits?"

"It's delicious, look, you bought it too."

"I bought it well, but you obviously don't know how to buy it. You said that you are so old, and you have to be measured in everything. By the way, the little girl on the first floor here, are you familiar with her?..."

Yu's mother and daughter began to chirp, as if they had forgotten Xiao Yao who was on the side.

Xiao Yao himself also enjoys this feeling of being forgotten, and thinks it is good.

Of course, he didn't think that the memories of last night were just hallucinations or dreams, maybe, now it's just the calm before the storm.

Yu Lihua received a call, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, there was no signal for a long time, so she went downstairs to answer it.

In the old house with mahogany floors, only Xiao Yao and Yu Luying were left.

And with Yu Lihua's departure, it seems that Yu Luying's lively and relaxed state is still there.

She walked into the master bedroom and tidied up the messy bed for Xiao Yao.

"You...you have breakfast," Xiao Yao looked at Yu Luying, who had been avoiding her gaze, and asked tentatively, "I bought it for you."

"Put it there." Yu Luying said coldly.

……

"Cinderella has breakfast, don't accept it," Xiao Yao called out again: "Look, I brought you 105 sesame seed cakes—and your mother's 20."

Yu Luying continued to turn her back to him, as if she didn't hear him: "..."

"What's the matter, don't accept it, we don't live here permanently, why accept it." Xiao Yao said.

Yu Luying straightened up: "You really don't remember?"

"Remember what?" Xiao Yao said inexplicably.

His acting skills were so realistic that he almost believed it himself.

Playing dumb seemed to have paid off, as the girl turned and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Xiao Yao took out a biscuit, held it in his palm and blew it, walked forward, squatted at Yu Luying's feet, and handed it up with both hands to feed it.

The girl tilted her head subconsciously, and Xiao Yao's biscuits chased after her, so Yu Luying took a small bite.

Then, he took another larger bite.

"I'll do it myself," Yu Luying reached out to take the cake in Xiao Yao's hand: "Sesame seeds are everywhere, and there is oil."

Xiao Yao asked her to take away the pancakes, took another pancake and a plastic bowl of salted tofu nao, walked to the edge of the bed next to Yu Luying and sat down, and put the tofu nao on the bed, between the two of them.

"Do you eat pancakes?" Xiao Yao asked.

"?"

"In addition to sesame seed cakes, I also bought you two oil cakes, which are also unattainable in the devil's capital. I'll give you a taste."

"Okay~" Yu Luying said.

So, while eating cakes with Yu Luying, Xiao Yao fed her tofu brains with a small plastic spoon.

However, this time Yu Luying refused: "I will do it myself."

……

"Delicious." Yu Luying said.

"What's delicious?" Xiao Yao asked.

"Seed cakes are delicious, oil cakes are delicious, and tofu nao is also delicious." Yu Luying said.

Seeing Yu Luying take the initiative to talk to him, Xiao Yao felt relieved.

No problem, no problem.

What a big deal to scare myself like this.

Just as Xiao Yao was about to ask her where she went, Yu Luying suddenly spoke again.

"Those things of yours, can you see if there are any you want to bring back to Modu?"

"What is it?" Xiao Yao asked.

"I've sorted it all out for you, you can see for yourself," Yu Luying said.

Xiao Yao gnawed on the biscuits, followed Yu Luying, and walked into the second bedroom - in the corner, there was a stack of "documents" neatly folded for him by Yu Luying.

"Oh," Xiao Yao knelt down and said, "This is good."

The bound volumes of "The Emperor of Science Fiction" from 1994 to 2000 are each so thick, with a beautiful cover with a hard book cover, and they stack up so high.

Xiao Yao can still remember the joy in his heart when he got them.

"Okay, okay, okay," Xiao Yao clapped his hands and said, "Bring it back to the magic capital."

Next came two hard-shell diaries. Xiao Yao opened them and saw that they were diaries from his junior high school days.

The boy suddenly turned his head to look at the girl.

"I didn't read it," Yu Luying said slowly, "I just, so, flipped over and took a look at what it was, and didn't read it when I found out it was a diary."

"Actually, it's okay to read." Xiao Yao wrote lightly on purpose.

No wonder.

What if she saw how she yelled at Tang Xuewei in the diary?
It doesn't mean anything, it's just too embarrassing.

Next, what Xiao Yao saw was a neatly folded, square letter paper.

Xiao Yao spread it out carefully, and what he saw was a piece of letter paper with traces of time and full of ancient atmosphere.The stationery has a square shape and is a good size, measuring approximately 8 inches wide by 11 inches high, which is standard for a traditional letter.

The color of the letter paper has turned yellow, revealing the traces of time. When you touch it, you can feel the texture of the paper is slightly rough, with an old touch.

"It seems that your grandfather wrote it to you," Yu Luying explained, "Sorry, I secretly read this."

Xiao Yao shook the letter paper, sat next to Yu Luying, and read the letter.

This letter is in vertical traditional Chinese, and needs to be read from right to left. If you look carefully, it is written in small characters with a brush, and the font is quite beautiful.

"My grandson Xiao Yao:
Zhan Xin'an.

Grandpa is afraid that time is running out, you are the head pillar, and I have not been able to talk to you in the past few years, so don't be too wordy.

You grew up rich and well-clothed, but you grew up to be a dandy, and you will get revenge. I am very worried.

Your second uncle and younger uncle are very embarrassing in this life. Grandpa knows that the two owe your father a lot, but your blood is close, and your father is helpless. I hope you will mediate in front of your parents after I leave.

When you have a son and a daughter, the son is named Yujing, and the daughter is named Changsheng. There is no need to worship on the day of reunion during festivals. You only need to pay homage to the east of your home with wine.

I know that you, like your father, are reticent and thoughtful, but remember that young people should not be the same as middle-aged, they must be vigorous. "

Xiao Yao sniffed, wiped the corner of his eyes with the pulp of his right index finger, and turned the letter to the back.

"Grandpa these years, always ashamed that he didn't take care of you when you were young, always seeing you taciturn, violent-tempered, suffering from inner pain, unable to control himself.

When you get married, hang a big whip three times on the grave of your ancestors to tell your ancestors.I also have a face to see your great-grandfather underground.Grandson, remember not to cry and not to be sad. You have been taught since childhood not to lose your temper to outsiders. This time is the same. You must keep decent and learn not to use the dragon.With a mole on your hand, life is smooth, but remember to guard against arrogance and impetuosity.When looking for a good match in life, remember to do your best and be tolerant.Don't be too squeamish, man.

Xiao Wenjin

1997.5.27 "

A drop of water fell on the letter, and it was soaked immediately. Xiao Yao quickly stretched the letter forward.Yu Luying reached out to take the letter paper, and helped him fold it neatly again.

Seeing that Xiao Yao was agitated, the girl handed over another tissue.

With some hesitation, with a hint of timidity, she stretched out a hand, walked around Xiao Yao's back, and stroked the young man's left upper arm.

Taking advantage of the situation, Xiao Yao plunged into the girl's arms.

"..." Yu Luying froze for a moment, then lightly patted Xiao Yao's back and said, "Okay, okay."

"Hey, Xiao Yao, you guys are like this—" At this moment, Yu Lihua pushed open the door of the second bedroom vigorously without warning.

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(End of this chapter)