Substitute for the little ancestor

It can be said that the Wan family's seven aunts and eight aunts were all present.

As soon as her aunt saw Wan Shuhe, she hugged him kindly: "The girl has grown so big."

The aunt held Wan Shuhe's hand and spoke for a while.

The seafood in the bag is alive, they are struggling in the stuffy bag.

Shrimp whiskers and crab pincers pierce the tough bag.

Wan Shuhe smiled back: "Gu, I'll put down the things I bought first, and I'm going to run out later."

Mr. Wan sat on the sofa in the main seat of the living room, with his walking stick aside, seeing Wan Shuhe did not greet him and said bluntly: "Girl, your aunt and your aunt are here today, I think you should have something in your heart." get ready."

Wan Shuhe was busy in the kitchen with the servants, she replied: "I know the grandpa."

After the stuffy pot came out of the kitchen, Wan Shuhe wiped his wet hands.

She saw a stack of thick A4 papers on the table.

I approached and picked it up, and sure enough, a 2-inch ID photo was pasted on each piece of paper.

Wan Shuhe couldn't help laughing: "Grandpa, did you choose this?"

The aunt spoke first: "We sorted these out, waiting for you to choose."

Wan Shuhe nodded and sat down, taking his time.

She picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, looked through it, but didn't see Ji Ziyang.

Wan Shuhe suddenly became interested, and when she met those expectant eyes, she joked, "Auntie, why are there people around my age?"

"I've changed my taste recently. It's more unique. I like the one in my 50s. Do you have any good recommendations?"

"Bullshit!"

Wan Shuhe stuck out his tongue, a rare naughty look.

"Okay, Grandpa, I won't quarrel with you."

The aunt clutched her chest and exhaled: "Girl, you scared my aunt to death."

The second aunt echoed from the side: "Silly girl, you can't quarrel with the elders when you are talking about business, you will be told that you don't know the etiquette?"

Wan Shuhe smiled and nodded: "Understood, I won't do it next time."

She picked up the papers on the table again, pretending to choose carefully.

After choosing left and right, I shook my head again: "It's all good, but I don't feel it."

A scent wafted from the kitchen, and Wan Shuhe got up: "The hairy crabs that I miss so much, smell so good."

Where they couldn't see, Wan Shuhe touched the phone in his pocket, and sent a message to Ji Ziyang: [Guess where I am? 】

Women have a feeling that they want to be cared about.

I wanted to tell Ji Ziyang that I was urged to marry by my family, but on second thought it was inappropriate, after all the relationship has not been formally established yet.

Ji Ziyang is still under investigation.

Soon the message came: [Where? 】

Instead, the question is straightforward, without even guessing.

Wan Shuhe: [I was called home by the elders. I am old and different from you. The family is anxious. 】

No matter how stupid Ji Ziyang was, he understood why Wan Shuhe was called back home.

He was still exercising and ran out of the gym in a hurry.

Ji Ziyang: [Send me the location, I'll pick you up. 】

Wan Shuhe covered his mouth and smiled for a while.

The rice is all cooked.

Wan Shuhe's cell phone was still ringing non-stop.

The aunt coughed to remind her: "Girl, call."

Wan Shuhe took out his phone and went outside.

The people in the house looked around in a posture of watching the excitement.

"This girl, could something be wrong?"

Her second aunt asked, but Mr. Wan shook his head: "Probably not. I have grown up with this girl Shuhe. If she really has feelings for her, she will not come back. You will tell me clearly on the phone."

"Just like the departure last time."

After finishing speaking, the old man sighed.

The matter of departure caused a lot of trouble in Wan's family, and the elders were very accurate in judging people, but Wan Shuhe was stunned at that time.

On the phone, Ji Ziyang was anxious to ask Wan Shuhe for his address, fearing that Wan Shuhe would be married off in the next second.

"I'm not in a hurry yet, you are more anxious than me."

Wan Shuhe laughed and joked.

"Of course I'm in a hurry..."

Ji Ziyang's stumbling voice gradually faded away.

The horn of the car kept coming from the other end of the phone, worrying that Ji Ziyang was driving too fast, Wan Shuhe comforted him: "Don't worry, I don't like anything here."

"All my relatives are here, are you sure you want to come?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Wan Shuhe felt a chill behind his back.

Turning around and facing the gossiping face of the aunt, Wan Shuhe subconsciously hid and covered the receiver: "Gu, why are you eavesdropping on me!?"

Then the phone was hung up.

Wan Shuhe was still in a daze, his wrist had already been pulled.

The whole person was pulled into the room by the aunt, and the middle-aged woman in front of her was smiling. She said loudly into the room: "Okay, let's eat, and stop talking about what you have and what you don't have."

Wan Shuhe's nervous heart sank, she looked at her aunt and the two of them and smiled.

Fortunately, my aunt left a bottom line for herself.

Bai Junyao's flight took off in an hour, and she was sitting at Ruan Tong's house right now.

Because of Xiang Lingfeng's incident, Bai Junyao didn't want to talk to her family members, even if she wanted to leave, she directly became a monk without saying a word.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, she hugged the meat ball and couldn't put it down: "It's been a long time since I saw this little cutie, she's grown so big."

"I don't know if it will remember me next time I come back. It is said that the memory of cats fades quickly during the growth period."

Ruan Tong scratched Routuan's chin: "Yes, it remembers your smell."

When going to the airport, Bai Junyao took Ruan Tong's exclusive car.

There was a bodyguard car behind her, Bai Junyao looked like she had never seen the world, she leaned on the window and turned her head to look out the window: "Little Ruanzi, you are really happy to follow Master Si."

Looking back at the man in the driver's seat, Ruan Tong kept calling him chubby.

Although the familiar position has been replaced by a new man, it seems that Aoki's question still remains, and Bai Junyao holds the front driver's seat tightly: "I can see Aoki later."

When she said this, Bai Junyao was like a good wife who hasn't seen her husband-in-law for a long time, her face was full of anticipation and happiness.

Ruan Tong listened quietly to Bai Junyao's inner voice.

She said: "No matter what the family decides this time, I will never go against my own heart again."

"After all, I still have to live the rest of my life by myself, no one can control me, long live happiness!"

A little girl in her early 20s, no matter how troubled she is, she will always be distracted by the vitality she holds.

This vitality is most intense at parting.

Bai Junyao hugged Ruan Tong at the airport and wept bitterly.

People passing by turned their heads frequently, as if they were staged a scene of life and death.

Ruan Tong patted Bai Junyao's head and gently pushed the beginning: "Be good, you can see Aoki over there, and call more often when you miss us."

Bai Junyao agreed with a trembling voice, and she said in a strong nasal voice: "That brat Ji Ziyang didn't even say that he came to see me off."