Merry Boy

Seeing the aggrieved looks of the two of them, Li Xinru finally couldn't help laughing, and when Zhang Xiaowu slowly raised his head, he said softly, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. , I’ve already prepared the meal, and Brother Wu will follow me to the kitchen to serve the dishes.”

"Oh good." Responding, Zhang Xiaowu glanced at Zhao Dahu who was secretly laughing, and then followed Li Xinru to the kitchen, and at the same time thought to himself: Xinru's cooking must be delicious.

After half an hour.

Zhao Dahu casually wiped away the vegetable dregs left at the corner of his mouth, and after he burped in satisfaction, he said with a naive smile to Li Xinru, who was about to clean up the table, "Xin Rumei has to say, the craftsmanship is real. That's right, if anyone marries you as his wife, it's really a blessing he has cultivated in three lifetimes, haha..."

Rolling his eyes, Zhang Xiaowu was very speechless to Zhao Dahu, it seems that he has already forgotten about Xiaoxue to the horizon, hmph, what a scumbag.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaowu sighed lightly, then turned to Li Xinru with a smile on his face, and asked softly, "Oh, that's right, Xinrumei, that little snow girl, which village... is she from?"

"En?" Hearing this, Zhao Dahu was stunned for a moment, his eyes fluctuated, and he thought to himself: Hey, fuck, how did I forget about this?

"That's right, Xinrumei, where does that Xiaoxue live?" Eyes widened, Zhao Dahu raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Xinru, looking extremely expectant.

"Xiaoxue?" Dai Mei frowned slightly, Li Xinru glanced at Zhang Xiaowu, then fell on Zhao Dahu's face, and asked with doubts, "Why are you asking this?"

"Um, I..." Zhao Dahu made a gesture of embarrassment with his hands in front of him twice.

Seeing Zhao Dahu's hesitant appearance, Zhang Xiaowu curled his lips helplessly, and then said to Li Xinru, "Dahu misses Xiaoxue, can you tell us where she lives?"

Hearing this, Li Xinru was taken aback for a while, then shook her head and said with a smile, "So that's the case, she is actually from our neighboring village, Shuihe Village, and I have been to her house."

"Oh, that's it." Slightly bowing his head, thinking silently for a moment, Zhang Xiaowu then raised his head and continued to Li Xinru, "Well, sister Xinru, if you have nothing to do this afternoon, why not just..."

"Take you there?" Dai Mei raised her eyebrows slightly, and when she saw Zhang Xiaowu nodded, Li Xinru said softly with a smile on her face, "Well, that's fine, I just happen to have nothing to do in the afternoon."

"Oh, that's great!" Hearing Li Xinru's promise, Zhao Dahu jumped up immediately. If it wasn't for the high roof of her house, he probably would have jumped on it directly.

"Calm down!" Seeing Zhao Dahu's extremely agitated emotions, Zhang Xiaowu frowned and roared angrily. After he regained his composure, he said, "Well, I'll go back and ride the bike, you wait here."

"Hey, little brother five." Grabbing Zhang Xiaowu who got up and was about to go home, Zhao Dahu stood up, smiled at him innocently, and said, "Little fifth brother, we don't need to ride a bike this time."

"Don't need to ride a bike?" Frowning slightly, Zhang Xiaowu looked at Zhao Dahu's strange expression, feeling a little uncertain, could it be possible to go to Route 11 without riding a bike?

Just when Zhang Xiaowu was about to ask a question, he was stopped by Zhao Dahu. He smiled and said, "Little Brother Wu, don't worry. I'll get the transportation. I'll guarantee your satisfaction. Don't worry."

"Hey, big tiger..." Looking at the back of Zhao Dahu flying away, Zhang Xiaowu, who wanted to stop him and ask him for clarification, gritted his teeth helplessly, and cursed in his heart: I don't know what kind of plane he is doing , damn.

Just like that, Zhang Xiaowu waited at Li Xinru's house for about [-] minutes before he heard the loud shout outside, "Little Wu brother, Xinru sister, come out!"

"Damn it, I'm only here now." After cursing casually, Zhang Xiaowu hurriedly got up and led Li Xinru, who was beside her, out of her house together, until they saw Zhao Dahu's Qianjiang Motorcycle 110.

From the appearance, it is too old to be old, and from the appearance, it is too old to be broken. It can be said that it is a motorcycle that can be sold for scrap iron.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Zhang Xiaowu half-opened his mouth, walked up to Zhao Dahu with his eyes wide open, pointed at the broken piece, and said angrily and with a smile, "This, is this the means of transportation you found?"

Hearing this, Zhao Dahu was taken aback for a moment, and after a while, he responded softly with doubts, "Yes, Qianjiang Motorcycle, this is what my father eliminated, and let me ride it for fun. Why, what's the problem?"

"No, this..." At first I wanted to scold Zhao Dahu, but after thinking about it, I decided to forget it. In desperation, Zhang Xiaowu waved his hand and asked solemnly, "I want to ask you a question right now, This motorcycle, are you sure you won't lose the chain halfway?"

"This..." He lowered his head slightly, looked at the broken motorcycle he was riding over, and after pondering for a while, turned to Zhang Xiaowu, pursed his lips and nodded firmly, "No problem."

"Okay, that's good." Exhaling a long breath, Zhang Xiaowu turned around, and when he walked towards Li Xinru, he cursed in his heart: Damn, if something goes wrong on the way, I will definitely pick up your tiger. Skin.

For Zhao Dahu's broken car, Li Xinru didn't have any opinion, no matter what, as long as it can move, Zhang Xiaowu helped her lock the door, and the two came to Zhao Dahu's side together.