Mr.president, you are too gentle

Then he stopped hesitating, took the oil paper umbrella on the side, stood up and said to the boatman, "master, I'll get off here and just go back over there."

"Well, you've walked along this road all the way through a bridge. Turn left and go out, that's the north gate." maybe the two people's obvious lazy attitude made the boatman feel a little embarrassed. This time, they gave a very enthusiastic direction.

Fu Xiaoxiao nodded and got off the boat with an oil paper umbrella. His eyes were still quiet.

Not long after getting off the boat, Fu Xiaoxiao saw the legendary north gate. After going out, he took a taxi and went back.

During a trip, only the oil paper umbrella in my hand reminded me that I had been there. It took a whole day, but it only brought melancholy. When she arrived at the door, it was already dusk, and there was a light rain, so she took advantage of the oil paper umbrella in her hand.

"Hey, wait a minute."

When Fu Xiaoxiao walked downstairs, a man's voice came behind him. She was not sure whether the other party was calling herself, but she turned her head politely and saw a man in a sky blue shirt walking towards her.

She looked around to make sure there was no one else nearby. He stood patiently waiting for the man to come with a blue lattice paradise umbrella, and held several bags of barbecue food in his other hand.

Maybe it's because there are a lot of things in his arms. From time to time, men have to help with the hand of the umbrella, which inevitably delays the trip. Wait patiently for him to come.

"Well, what can I do for you? Can I help you?" Fu Xiaoxiao asked politely.

The man's appearance is very familiar. Fu Xiaoxiao looked at it and thought for a while before he reacted. Isn't he the landlady's son? Yesterday was just a quick glance, and today I wore eyes. No wonder I didn't recognize it for a while and a half.

The man smiled brightly, "Miss Fu, my mother asked me to remind you not to forget today's self-help barbecue. It's raining outside, so it's changed to my balcony. You have to come when you're free."

With a man's reminder, Fu Xiaocai suddenly remembered the barbecue party that the landlord's wife specially mentioned with herself yesterday. I almost forgot about going to Jinling ancient city. If I hadn't met the landlady's son on the road, I would have forgotten.

The man's full bag almost fell down again. He quickly stretched out his hand to pick it up. "Let me get some for you. It's on the way anyway. Please remind me. I'll go later."

Obviously, he is a man of twenty-eight or seventy-eight years old, but his smile is always very innocent. It seems that he is a little shy after grasping his hair.

But also generously let Fu Xiaoxiao help himself carry two bags of things, and they went upstairs together.

The landlord's wife is actually paying for a small neighbor. This building is owned by the landlady. The landlady's family lives in this house with three bedrooms and two living rooms. The others have been transformed and rented out.

Fu Xiaoxiao sent the man to the door and returned the things to the man. He turned around and took out the key from his bag, ready to go back first.

The rainy weather outside is not pleasant. Although there is an oil paper umbrella, it is still wet. As soon as Fu Xiaoxiao came home, he took a shower, casually changed a set of household clothes and went to the landlady's house.