Go to a windy place and wait for the wind to come

Chapter 166 The Three-legged Toad

In Xu Hongdou's room.

Zhang Wentao sat in a corner of the sofa, jealousy written all over his face.

His aunt took the video, and when she saw the shy Xu Hongdou, her smile was brilliant, and she was delighted.

Without saying a few words, Zhang Wentao, who was looking for boredom, rolled aside consciously.

On the screen, Zhang Xin was obviously an elder, but she acted more embarrassingly than Xu Hongdou whose cheeks were flushed.

Her hands were not big enough to cover the corners of her smiling mouth, but they couldn't cover the corners of her eyes.

Zhang Wentao took a sneak peek, not knowing how many crow's feet my aunt, who was smiling so hard that she could barely see her eyes, had grown tonight.

Zhang Xin laughed for a long time before she recovered a little bit of normalcy and chatted with Xu Hongdou.

Compared with her appearance on the screen, the content of the chat seems a bit straight to the point. The meaning inside and outside the words is to hope that the two of them will return to BJ quickly, and it is best for the parents of both parties to meet as soon as possible.

Hearing this meaning, the very shy Xu Hongdou took a lot of effort to bring the topic back.

Her current expression is a little nervous when she sees the elders, a little shy when she sees the other's parents, and a little embarrassed because the other party is too enthusiastic.

The two have only dated for a few days, so it would be too hasty to settle down like this... But she, who is understanding, knows in her heart that this is the inherent thinking of the older generation.

It's not good or bad, it just seems a little rushed.

"Auntie, I'm traveling here, and I'll go back to BJ with Wen Tao to see you."

"Girl, Wen Tao has a lot of things to do, and he always keeps his words in his heart. If he makes you angry, tell your aunt, don't wrong yourself." Zhang Xin calmed down her excited heart, and finally said something longer words.

"Okay, Auntie."

Xu Hongdou responded with a smile, and then turned her head to give Zhang Wentao a look, as if to say: Look, even your aunt talks about you, and you are so hypocritical.

"Hehe..." Zhang Wentao also gave his own response to this look.

His voice was very low, but Zhang Xin still noticed Xu Hongdou's frowning expression in the video, so she said, "Girl, give Taozi the phone number, and I'll have a word with him."

"Okay, Auntie."

Hearing Zhang Xin's words, Xu Hongdou smiled knowingly, and quickly handed the phone to Zhang Wentao.

Leaving the screen, she took a long breath and relaxed a lot.

And...she felt as if she could quickly enjoy the picture of Zhang Wentao being cleaned up again.

"Gu..."

Sure enough, after the phone call, Zhang Wentao looked like a child honestly, but this guy was really bad. He deliberately switched the video chat to voice, and said in his ear:

"Don't worry, I'm fine with Hongdou. Don't worry, I'll take her back to see you and Dad after a while."

"Taozi, don't hesitate to talk to me. Don't you know how to cherish such a handsome girl? Did you hear that? If you lose it, you can't find it anywhere with a lantern!"

Zhang Xin watched the phone screen go black, and her tone was not as gentle as before.

Hearing the harsh reprimand from the phone, Zhang Wentao curled his lips and looked for... not a three-legged toad...

However, he only dared to use these words to comfort himself, saying that he didn't dare to say it, and he didn't dare to really do it.

He's not Xu Hongdou's ex-boyfriend, just like a fool.

"Don't worry, old lady. I understand, you and dad should rest quickly."

"You have something in your heart. You are such an adult, don't let your old aunt worry about it all the time. Do you hear me?"

"I see, old aunt, don't worry." Zhang Wentao glanced at Xu Hongdou who was covering his mouth and giggling, and said embarrassingly, "Don't worry, old aunt, I really won't lie to you.

Alright, Hongdou urged me to go to bed early.

I hung up first!
Say hello to daddy and my brother for me.

Uh-huh. "

With that said, he pressed the hang up button.

When Xu Hongdou heard that Zhang Wentao used himself as a shield, he slapped the other party angrily, pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "You man, why are you like this, no wonder everyone said you didn't tell the truth."

After the words fell, she felt that she was not relieved after hitting her once, and wanted to hit her a second time.

As a result, the little hand that was swung down was caught by Zhang Wentao as soon as it reached midair, and was hugged in his arms by the other party.

Looking at the eyes, the blush on Xu Hongdou's face gradually rose, and Zhang Wentao also found that the posture of the two of them seemed a little ambiguous, as if it was the same as last night.

However, the way the other party's cherry lips curled up slightly...

……

this evening.

Zhang Wentao didn't sleep well at all.

It wasn't a cold at all, but he just caught a little cold, and after drinking the ginger soup, he felt hot inside.

Plus.
On the bed, he tossed and turned even more after being driven back.

In that respect, he is not in a hurry... It's just that this is a complicated psychology and a very complicated thing.

Anyway, when I was kicked out, I still felt a little bit disappointed.

But he could also understand that Xu Hongdou was in love, but she didn't want to go to that point so quickly, and it was because of her.

But this doesn't affect the relationship between the two now.

He knows that frogs are not the only ones that cook slowly over a warm fire, and there is no rush to boil a pot of rich chicken soup.

Emotions are the same.

Hey, that's right.Li, even also.

And by chance, I met the right person and wanted to spend the rest of my life with her, not a dewy relationship.

Maybe the answer is hidden in the second half of the sentence "Fate is God's will, part is man-made".

And the more he thought about the second half of the sentence, the more Zhang Wentao tossed and turned on the bed.

It is an exaggeration to say that ginger soup is equal to eating arsenic, but ginger does contain a lot of ingredients that promote blood circulation and sweating.

Zhang Wentao, who couldn't sleep for a long time, finally had to run to the bathroom, and after taking another shower, he felt a sense of relief.

It's just that he was completely sleepy and had no choice to go back to bed.

Instead, he sat on the sofa, picked up the stack of documents, and carefully read them one by one.

He felt that maybe the future of the two of them was hidden in it.

So this time he looked very carefully.

……

On a rainy night, tiny drops of water fill the air.

The forest began to seep mist at night.

Yesterday, Xie Liang, who saw dark clouds falling and heard the sound of rain dripping outside the kitchen, decided to go back to Yunmiao Village after work, to the old house that was no longer inhabited.

Early in the morning, before dawn, when the alarm clock rang, he got up.

Putting on a raincoat, putting on rain boots that didn't fit my feet, and carrying the bamboo basket woven by my grandparents on my back, I walked out of the house in the dark before the rooster crowed.

After the rain, in the woods in the mountains, although the best picking time is 2-3 days after the rain.

But at this moment, some mushrooms that couldn't wait got out of the moist soil.

Xie Liang, who was afraid that he would come back after a while, and the mushrooms in the woods near the village had all been lighted, took advantage of the faint light in the early morning sky to see the clusters of slightly chilly dense fog emerging from the mountains and forests, and couldn't help but touch them. He touched the phone in his trouser pocket.

"If I had known the weather was so bad today, I should have gone out later..."

"I don't know if the master likes the mushrooms here."

After muttering something in a low voice, he looked in the direction of the village, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned on the light, and sneaked into the woods...

……

　Why, the more I write, the more I am afraid that my writing will not be good. Is it because of the pressure you put on me?Or because I was too hypocritical.
　　
　
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