The best wife and evildoer

Chapter 147 The Poor Man's Hateful Things (3)
"Okay, then don't regret it."

"What kind of crooked idea are you thinking again?" Looking at the maliciousness on that face, it would be really strange if he didn't think carefully.

An Qianxi hummed twice, but turned her head to look out the window without answering.

On the sidewalk, a gray-haired woman was struggling to push a cart. There was a pile of waste products on the cart. The cold wind was biting, and the thin clothes were not enough to keep out the cold.Walking and resting, staggering, beating his waist and exhaling white breath after breath.

There are so many poor people in this world.An Qianxi snorted softly and was about to turn her gaze when the woman turned her head.

An Qianxi's originally indifferent eyes froze for a moment, her sluggish body suddenly leaned close to the window, her fists clenched tightly.Although the woman's face was very old and out of shape, that face was deeply engraved in An Qianxi's heart.

is her!

Counting his age, he has just turned fifty this year. Look at this old man. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is sixty or seventy. Can the hardships of life really make people change beyond recognition?

I just don't want to see this woman reduced to scavenging for a living after so many years, haha, retribution!
"Stop the car." Reunion after a long absence, wouldn't it be a pity not to see the previous side?
There's nothing here but an old scavenger woman, what's worth parking her for?Is it possible to see the scenery?Yan Feimo looked suspiciously at the rearview mirror, and happened to see An Qianxi staring out the window, to be precise, at the woman.

Do you know?

Yan Feimo parked the car aside as he said, and before she could open the door, An Qianxi had already opened the door and got out of the car, walking slowly, wasn't the target the woman who scavenged?
Yan Feimo picked up his coat and followed closely. With one step of his long legs, he put the clothes on An Qianxi's shoulders.

"Is that woman pitiful?" An Qianxi asked as she walked.

There are too many poor people!Seeing a scavenger and feel compassion?Turning her head to look, An Qianxi had a strange smile on her face.

"Help?"

"It's fine if you don't see it, since we met, hehe—"

An Qianxi hid her words and stood in front of the cart, a long slanting shadow cast by the street lamp.

The woman's hunched body stopped, and she raised her head, with something inexplicable in her cloudy eyes.But when he saw the extravagant men and women in front of him, he grinned.

"Sir, miss, what's the matter? Or... lost?" Dressed like this, she must have just attended some dinner party.Turn around and sweep around the street, what a magnificent car.

"The old man has good eyesight." An Qianxi smiled so hard that her eyes couldn't be seen, she turned her head and hooked Yan Feimo's hand, "It's all my boyfriend's fault, he said he wanted to go for a ride. But it was the first time I came to the capital, and I didn't know the place well, so I took part in it." It's just a dinner party, and I really can't find the right way with all the twists and turns. Women, I can't eat anything at the banquet, and I'm a little hungry now. But I didn't see anyone along the way, does the old man know where I can fill my stomach?"

Boy friend?Well, this sentence is nice.Yan Feimo pursed his lips, and consciously embraced An Qianxi's waist.

"This..." When it comes to hunger, the woman is really hungry, and unexpectedly her stomach sang an empty city plan in response to the situation.She rubbed her stomach embarrassingly, "Miss, when it comes to food, there is really no good place here. But there is a night food stall at the intersection ahead, if you two don't mind it, you can try it."

"What do you dislike? It doesn't taste good when you're full, and it's as sweet as honey when you're hungry. I've never been to a food stall. Now that I've met..." An Qianxi turned her head and dragged Yan Feimo's hand, acting coquettishly, "Honey, Shall we go to the food stall and have something to eat? Just this once, huh?"

It's rare to see An Qianxi showing the charming attitude of a little girl in front of her. Her voice is so sweet that my bones are going to be crisp. Although I don't know which girl sang it, but my dear is really true. Can't bear to refuse.

"Okay, it's all up to you, but don't eat too much, I'll make it for you when I get home."

"Honey, you're so kind." An Qianxi smiled and kissed Yan Feimo, then pouted her lips, "Seeing that the old man is also hungry, you are always kind, why don't you take her with you?"

"It's up to you!" Yan Feimo pampered An Qianxi's nose, kind-hearted?Whoever is kind is neither of them kind.

"Thank you, sir, miss." The woman's wrinkled face smiled like a chrysanthemum.

"Honey, then you go to the car and follow us to drive slowly."

"No, it's not far anyway, after a while, take a walk, it's time to take a walk to digest food."

"Alright." An Qianxi turned around and was about to help push the cart.

Before touching the pushing hands, Yan Feimo had already held An Qianxi's hand, but he helped him up in the back: "I'll do it."

"Look, old man, let me just say that my dear is kind-hearted."

The woman nodded hastily, this kind of rich kid is on a whim, why can't he smile for the Bomei?Today it is cheaper for me, maybe I can say a few more good words, and I will still have money later.Thinking of this, he immediately interjected: "Miss, your boyfriend is really considerate. Mr. and Miss are really talented and beautiful, and they have a good heart. They must be kind and rewarding."

An Qianxi smiled sarcastically, good-natured?I don't know if you will think so for a while.

"Old man, it's freezing cold, why are you still here so late..." Pretending not to bear it, the word scavenging came to his lips and he swallowed it again.

"Isn't it just to make a living? No matter how cold or late you have to do it." The woman shook her head and sighed, almost crying.

"A person? What about the children? They are so old, they have the heart?"

"Hey! I don't have that good fortune. I can't support my own child. Is it possible that the child suffers with me?" The woman sighed again, "I'm not afraid of the lady's joke. I'm just fifty this year, but look at me like this. She is no different from an old woman in her seventies or eighties."

"Ah?" An Qianxi covered her mouth and exclaimed in disbelief, and asked again, "Fifty? This..."

"Yeah, fifty, but it's almost buried." The woman waved her hand, who doesn't want to look young?But life is so cruel.

"Then, what about your wife?"

"Hehe..." Speaking of her husband, the woman raised her head, as if thinking of something, a flash of resentment flashed in her cloudy eyes, "He's dead, he died a long time ago!"

An Qianxi saw the woman's emotions in her eyes, resentful?Do you hate that man or hate yourself for killing that man?Do I still need to ask?
"Let's not talk about this, it will spoil the interest of Mr. and Mrs.." The woman returned to her senses, smiled embarrassedly, raised her head and pointed forward, "Look, it's there, it's here."

It is said that it is a night stall, but in fact there is only one stall at the intersection.It was late and the location was not busy, except for a couple who were still guarding the stall, there were no other diners.

When they arrived at the booth, the middle-aged couple greeted them warmly: "What do you want to eat?"

(End of this chapter)