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Zhou Shumei didn't dare to dawdle any longer,

She pulled Song Xuan and was about to squeeze into the car.

Looking at the back of the car that was packed with people,

Song Xuan flinched for a moment.

"Shumei, why don't you go and sit!

I'll just walk there. "

"It's so tiring to walk there. It's dozens of miles." Zhou Shumei was unwilling,

"Aiya,

It's okay,

We'll be free after we squeeze in. "

Yu Zhidong sat in the front and kicked Zhou Xiaofeng beside him. "Get down and sit in the back."

"Why?

There are so many people in the back... "Zhou Xiaofeng didn't dare to say the rest under Yu Zhidong's fierce gaze. He felt that if he continued to speak, Brother Yu would make him unable to speak for the rest of his life.

He slowly got down from the front of the car,

He was still muttering,

"It's such a big place,

You can't sit all by yourself... Didn't I used to sit here... "

Zhou Xiaofeng hadn't found a place to stand on the car when he heard Brother Yu's voice.

"There's no one sitting in front. Come and sit here!"

Zhou Xiaofeng felt as if a bolt from the blue had struck his head. Who was it just now?

Who was so cold-hearted to get rid of him?

No one was sitting now?

Song Xuan looked at Zhou Xiaofeng in confusion,

Yu Zhidong didn't feel guilty at all,

"He doesn't like to sit here. He likes to squeeze with others. He has a lot of problems!"

Zhou Xiaofeng opened his mouth and was about to shout when he was frozen in place by a cold and heartless person.

When Song Xuan looked over, he even explained dryly,

"Yes,

I just don't like to sit there... I just want to squeeze with others... "

Song Xuan didn't understand,

He held Zhou Shumei's hand and was about to sit in the front. Who knew that Zhou Shumei looked as if she had seen a ghost and refused to sit so close to Yu Zhidong and insisted on squeezing in the back.

Song Xuan was a little confused, but he didn't want to force her, so he went alone.

There were already enough people in the carriage, so they weren't too happy to have two more people suddenly squeeze in. However, Yu Zhidong's fierce reputation was out there, so no one dared to say much. They reluctantly made room for two more people.

…

Just as Yu Zhidong was racking his brains to find a topic to talk about, he heard the little girl say in a small voice, "Thank you."

Yu Zhidong tilted his head. "?"

Song Xuan was amused by Yu Zhidong's puzzled look. "It was yesterday. Thank you and your friend."

Yu Zhidong looked at the girl in front of him smiling at him, his heart thumping. After a while, he turned his head and stammered, "No … nothing. I just don't like that grandson. No … no, I mean, I don't like Zhao Wencai."

Song Xuan burst out laughing. Looking at the person in front of him, he didn't look like the ruthless hooligan that other people described at all.

The road was paved with dirt. Not only was the sky full of dust, but there were also potholes everywhere. Song Xuan was sitting on a small handlebar. She had already grabbed onto it with all her might, but every time they passed a pothole, she felt like she was going to fly.

There was another big pothole in front of them. Song Xuan wailed in her heart. Yu Zhidong suddenly grabbed her hand and placed it on his left arm.

"Why don't you hold onto me first?

The road ahead is even more difficult to walk. "

Yu Zhidong looked nonchalant as if he was just casually explaining, but his ears were so red that they were about to bleed.

The little girl obediently said, "Oh." Then she said in a small voice, "Thank you!"

Yu Zhidong cleared his throat. "It's … it's okay. Just hold on tight."

…

When they reached the town, Song Xuan thanked him again and turned to get out of the car.

"If you're done shopping later, come over. I … uh, the car is waiting here." Seeing this, a certain someone quickly grabbed the little girl's arm and said some nonsense.

"Okay, got it," Song Xuan replied, blinking. Then she looked down at the big hand that was grabbing her arm.

Yu Zhidong immediately let go of her arm as if he had been stung by a scorpion. "… Then hurry up and go. Don't be late …"

"Huahua, you're amazing!

You actually dared to get so close to Yu Zhidong … "Zhou Shumei let out an exaggerated exclamation.

"I don't think he's as exaggerated as you guys say!" Song Xuan retorted first, then she muttered softly, "I think he's quite a nice person …"

"What did you say?"

Zhou Shumei looked at Song Xuan and asked in confusion.

"Nothing."

Song Xuan shook her head. Then she suddenly thought of something. "By the way, Shumei, do you know where the post office is?

I want to send a letter home. "

"I know. Let's go. I'll take you there."

After getting out of the car, Yu Zhidong was still in a daze. He unconsciously rubbed his hands together. The delicate touch seemed to still be lingering on them.

"Brother Yu, why don't we go look for Qiang Zi later?

I haven't seen that guy in a long time since I saw him at his wedding … Brother Yu, Brother Yu? "

Zhou Xiaofeng talked for a long time, but no one responded to him. He tilted his head and saw a certain village bully that no one dared to provoke, grinning like a fool and staring straight at his hands.

Zhou Xiaofeng thought it was something good and curiously went over to take a look. "Brother Yu, what are you looking at?

What's in your hands? "

Yu Zhidong came back to his senses and glanced at this idiot. He couldn't be bothered to talk to him.

People like Zhou Xiaofeng, who had been single for ten thousand years and didn't even have a wife, wouldn't understand him!

Zhou Xiaofeng couldn't understand the look in his Brother Yu's eyes just now. It seemed like sympathy?

… Whatever. "Brother Yu, are we going or not?"

"Where are we going?"

"Qiang Zi's house. I've been talking for a long time. Didn't you hear me?"

"Why are we going to Qiang Zi's house?" Yu Zhidong didn't want to go. He wanted to buy rice for the little girl.

"We're going to laugh at that guy. Didn't he say that he would rather die than get married?

Last time, I heard from Dong Guoxing that this guy is listening to his wife now. He says he'll go east and never go west … "Zhou Xiaofeng was in high spirits." I'm going to laugh at that guy. Who was the one who said that after getting married, he would definitely teach his wife a good lesson? I want to see who's teaching who now! "

Yu Zhidong said coldly, "You don't even have a wife, and you still have the cheek to laugh at others?"

Zhou Xiaofeng looked horrified. "Brother Yu, what did you say?

That's not what you said before!

Didn't you say that women are so ugly, not even as good-looking as you, and that they would rather die than get married? "

Yu Zhidong cleared his throat. "When did I say that?

I didn't even know that myself?

Don't talk nonsense! "

Zhou Xiaofeng said, "That's impossible. You must have said that before. Last time, when my aunt said that she wanted to introduce you to a girl, you made that girl almost cry …"

Yu Zhidong clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles cracked. "Zhou Xiaofeng?

I dare you to say that one more time … "

After teaching a certain person a lesson, Yu Zhidong took Zhou Xiaofeng to look for Wang Qiang. Because among his group of buddies, only Wang Qiang was married and had a wife, it was a good opportunity to ask this guy what young girls liked nowadays.

After leaving the post office, Song Xuan went straight to the supply and demand cooperative. Since he had already talked things over with Hu Mengyun, Song Xuan couldn't be bothered to argue with her over such trivial matters. He might as well buy all the daily necessities today.

Sure enough, shopping was a woman's nature. When they came out of the supply and demand cooperative, the two of them went in empty-handed, each carrying a large bag of things. They were so tired that they were gasping for breath.

Song Xuan was so tired that he said weakly to the excited Zhou Shumei, "Shumei, let's find a place to eat!

We can take a break. "

Zhou Shumei waved her hand. "What rest? I'm not tired at all. The food in the restaurant is expensive. Let's go home and eat!"

Song Xuan saw that Zhou Shumei had come to look for him early in the morning. Now that he had bought so many things and she had been accompanying him, he felt really bad if he didn't treat her to a meal.

He insisted on acting coquettishly and shamelessly dragged her to a restaurant.

…

In a store that sold clothes

Three people stood in front of the counter with fierce expressions. They didn't look like they were looking at clothes, but more like they were looking at enemies who had stolen their wives.

Yu Zhidong looked at them for a while and asked hesitantly, "Is this it?" He pointed to a pile of colorful clothes.

"Yeah, this is it," Qiang Zi said affirmatively.

"Two days ago, my wife kept making a fuss about buying new clothes. It's just that I've been a little tight on money these days and haven't had the time to buy them yet.

It's definitely right to buy clothes. "

Zhou Xiaofeng also said, "I also think it's right to buy clothes. My fourth uncle's little cousin is just a little brat and only knows how to show off." He even nodded after he finished speaking.

No matter how capable Little Gangster Yu was, he was still an old single dog who had never been in a relationship before. This was the first time in more than 20 years that he had experienced feelings of love.

He also didn't have any experience in pleasing girls.

Therefore, even though he was skeptical of the opinions of these two scoundrel friends, he had no other choice.

"Then why don't we buy all of them?" Little Gangster Yu pointed at the dozen or so clothes in the room.

Zhou Xiaofeng and Qiang Zi looked at him as if they were looking at an alien. Their eyes clearly said, "Are you crazy?"

Yu Zhidong frowned when he saw their straightforward expressions. He said impatiently, "Then what should we do?

I don't know which one looks better, so we might as well buy them all! "

Zhou Xiaofeng and Wang Qiang disliked Yu Zhidong for being too prodigal. The two of them picked and picked and discussed in low voices for a long time before finally deciding on a piece of clothing.

It was a bright red jacket with large yellow flowers embroidered on the hem. Oh, there were also a few brightly colored butterflies.

The entire piece of clothing gave off an indescribable feeling.

Yu Zhidong felt a little strange when he saw the clothes the two of them brought over. However, the two of them looked very confident, so he half-believed and half-doubted them.

He said to the salesperson, "We'll buy this. Give me a bag."

The salesperson, who had been trembling ever since they walked in, immediately took out a bag to pack the clothes and gave them the change when she heard this. Her usual arrogance and rudeness were nowhere to be seen.

The salesperson was very happy that she could finally sell this piece of clothing that she had been unable to sell for a few years.

At the same time, she was worried. After all, these people didn't look like people to be trifled with. If they went home and weren't satisfied, would they come back to cause trouble?

After thinking about it for a long time, she was still afraid that they would come back and cause trouble, so she said, "This piece of clothing can't be returned. You have to think carefully."

Yu Zhidong didn't take it seriously at all. He thought that the salesperson meant, "This piece of clothing can't be returned." He didn't intend to return it, so he casually replied, "Okay."

After they walked out of the door, Yu Zhidong swung the bag in his hand and walked in front carelessly.

The two people who followed behind him finally realized why Brother Yu had been asking about girls all morning and even wanted to buy women's clothes.

The two of them looked at each other and hurriedly rushed up to ask.

"Brother Yu, who are you buying this for?

For Sister Huiying or Sister Huiqiao? "

Zhou Xiaofeng guessed at first, but then immediately denied it. "Impossible. How can you be such a conscientious person?"

Qiang Zi laughed when he heard this. Then, he pretended to be serious and said to Zhou Xiaofeng, "Xiaofeng, how can you say that?

Why are you speaking the truth?

… Hahahahaha. "

Yu Zhidong felt that he had solved a big problem, so he wasn't angry when he heard this. Instead, he smiled and said, "Don't talk nonsense!

I'm telling the two of you, this is for your sister-in-law. "

Zhou Xiaofeng, "…???"

Wang Qiang, "…???"

Then the two of them asked in unison, "Sister-in-law?

What sister-in-law? "

Then a sweet voice said, "No, Auntie. Is Brother Zhizhou here?"

"Yes, he's eating breakfast!

Do you want me to get you a bowl of porridge? "

"Okay, thank you, Auntie."

Xu Zhizhou looked up again and there was a little guy in front of him. Well, she didn't come out with a messy hairstyle today.

"Good morning, Brother," Song Xuan said to Xu Zhizhou with a sweet smile.

"Mm," Xu Zhizhou responded. Then he asked her, "Why aren't you eating?"

"Oh, … Because I want to see Big Brother as soon as possible!" The little guy's mouth was full of sweet nothings as he giggled.

Xu Zhizhou coughed lightly. His ears were slightly red as he whispered, "It's not good for your health to skip breakfast. Don't do this in the future."

Song Xuan nodded obediently and said, "Okay."

After breakfast, Xu Zhizhou went to the study to do the Mathematical Olympiad questions that he had found online. Song Xuan sat next to him and didn't disturb him. She took a few pieces of white paper and scribbled on it.

The two of them did their own things. Neither of them spoke, but there was a warm atmosphere in the air.

After Xu Zhizhou finished the questions, he realized that the person sitting next to him had disappeared. When he turned around and saw this scene, he couldn't help but laugh.

In the corner of the bookshelf, there was a single-seater sofa. Usually, no one sat there, but now there was a little guy curled up in it and sleeping soundly. Because the space was a little small, she looked a little aggrieved.

Xu Zhizhou walked over quietly. When he took a closer look, he chuckled again. He saw that the little girl's hand under the pillow was tightly clutching an English novel. Perhaps she was too bored reading it, so she casually used it as a pillow under her head.