Hello, Miss Ann!

Turn left and right, keep going, and then continue to turn into the alley. An Jing doesn't know how long and how far she has gone. Anyway, she feels that her legs are almost broken, but she still doesn't see the White House.

"This How long will it take? " She couldn't stand it. She walked around one courtyard after another in high heels. She felt that her legs were not her own.

Xiao Chu was tired and paralyzed on his back and didn't want to go.

She also wanted a hug, a back.

Bai Chun joked with a smile, "if you don't see me after 5 or 6 hours of shopping, you say you're tired, and you just walk for a few minutes and then you call tired? In my impression, my doctor an has always been excellent in terms of physical fitness! "

There was a bad smile in his eyes. He looked up and down at her with colored and squinting eyes. He looked at her and raised her eyebrows as if he were picking and teasing her.

An Jing pinched his arm, of course, without exerting force. Of course, she could hear the meaning of his words.

It's just like the old ruffian in Beijing.

"Oh, hey, isn't this chun'er of the Bai family? I haven't seen you for years. I have a wife and a son? "

"Is old man Bai's grandson really back? This morning, he bragged to us that his grandson would bring his granddaughter-in-law and great grandson back today. It turned out to be true. "

"Chun'er, niu'er's plate is so bright!"

……

The neighbors who passed by warmly said hello, but those Beijing dialects were stunned and very difficult to digest. Xiaochu looked at those people with the eyes of aliens.

Xiao Chu grew up in foreign countries. He listened to English more, but he didn't speak Chinese fluently. In addition, his neighbors spoke too fast and dialects. How could he understand them.

As a southerner, she is used to Cantonese, dialects from the South and plain Mandarin. Her own Putonghua is really ordinary, which is a little better than Hong Kong Putonghua. It is more difficult for her to digest the most authentic dialect in Beijing than to digest Latin.

He used to think that Bai Chun would speak with a sense of horizontal force and arrogance. Now it seems that he grew up in different places. Everyone in the streets and alleys greet each other with such openness and boldness, which should be the unique characteristics of the local people.

Really walk for a long time, finally in his lead down to the White House.

An Jing's face sank and looked at the street opposite the gate of the white family's house. The street could go straight to the road, and from time to time there were cars passing by, which showed that they could go directly to the White House by taxi.

"Are you kidding me?" There was a complaint in the tone.

Seeing her complaining little eyes, Bai Chun held a smile, "I mean it."

Did he admit it so frankly?

Suddenly, an Jing choked, I don't know whether to spit it out or swallow it back.

He took her hand and said with a smile, "in my memory, you took me to the place where you grew up! I promised you, I will take you to the place where I grew up to have a look, and now I have fulfilled my promise

An Jing micro Leng, the heart wave after wave of moving constantly gush out.

In her memory, there is the same commitment.

She took him to the place where she was born and grew up, her home, primary school, middle school, medical school, and other places she often went to, including Lingcheng noodle shop.

Tears twinkled in an Jing's eyes.

It turns out that the owner's wife of Lingcheng noodle restaurant remembers correctly that she once took him to the noodle shop. She remembers that when she chatted with her last time, she said that she had seen him come to the noodle shop several times a few years ago and ordered a lot of sweet snacks. However, he was not a sweet eater. After ordering, he did not eat, but sat quietly by the window, alone Daze, looks like a lovelorn man who was dumped.

Now think about it, he loved her so much that even if he forgot each other, he did not forget what she loved to eat and where she often went.

Why is she so stupid? Although the dream of "he" is vague, but "he" looks like a Chinese, but she is foolishly looking for traces of "he" abroad, but she does not know to go back to China to look for her. She is really stupid!

If at the beginning, she would return to the city where she grew up, maybe she would have known him for a long time!

"Whoa, whoa..." An Jing broke down and burst into tears.

"Stupid dad, you made mom cry! Hit you, hit you, hit you... " Xiaochu saw an Jing suddenly cried, facing Bai Chun on a dozen with kick.

"What's the matter? Why did you cry? Don't cry, don't cry This is not the same as he imagined! Such a romantic and touching moment should not be exchanged for a kiss from a beauty. Why did she suddenly cry?

When Bai Chun is helpless to coax an Jing, his ears suddenly ache, and a familiar voice comes.

"Stinky boy, is daughter-in-law used to bully? Xiaojing, don't cry! My mother-in-law is here

After hearing the sound, an Jing looks at the white family members who rush out of the White House. They surround him. Bai's mother grabs Bai Chun's ear and goes to the mansion. She is carried into the mansion by Bai's second aunt.The door slammed shut, and the onlookers were scattered.

An Jing pulls Xiaochu and looks around. If it is a big house, it looks like the mansion of a high official before. Unexpectedly, there is such an antique courtyard in modern society. Should this house be regarded as a cultural relic?

Can you live in cultural relics, even if you have money, you can't live?

"Mom, what are you doing?" Bai Chun said in a loud voice.

An Jing looks at him, his attitude seems to have changed! When I was in Lingcheng before, I saw that his attitude towards Bai Mu was cold and cold, like a stranger. Now it seems that he has changed and become close. He even smiles like a big boy.

In the face of Bai Chun's anger, Bai's mother chooses to ignore it. She pulls an Jing and Xiao Chu into the hall and directly leaves Bai Chun in the same place.

"Xiaojing, I'll tell you, if this stinky boy bullies you again, you can do whatever you want, and all members of the white family will cover you." White mother a voice, the other people of the white family suddenly nodded to her, and then, also put her in the air in place, pull small early to visit around.

"Xiaochu, let Grandma hold it."

"Wife, you have enough! Come, Xiao Chu, come to my grandfather. "

"This is my great grandson. Give me a hug."

……

One by one, the white family began to toss about Xiaochu, but Xiaochu was not unwilling to. Instead, he was very happy, farting and staring at the big house.

The hand is pulled up, it is Bai Chun.

He took her into a room, the door closed, the warm kiss fell on her lips, suck, entangled.

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