The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

In the next few days, Lan Xinhui and Wang Zichen's life was almost like this: two people went to work together in a car, got off work together, and ate at home or out together.

After resting for more than half an hour, take a walk in the community, or swim in your own swimming pool in the villa, or go to the arena to play ball, etc.Then watch TV and surf the Internet, or go upstairs to play on a swing, wash up and go to sleep.

Although it is an ordinary little life, it is often lived with gusto.

The happy days passed in a blink of an eye, and soon the weekend arrived.According to the agreement with grandma, Lan Xinhui and Wang Zichen went back to see her on weekends.

In order to match up Millie and Qin Lao, Lan Xinhui took Millie back together.

On Friday afternoon, after finishing their work, they set off at five o'clock and returned home at nightfall.

Lan Xinhui once thought about knocking down and rebuilding the dilapidated old house with blue bricks and black tiles, but grandma missed the old days and said that the house with bricks and tiles is better to live in.

When the old street was being restored, there were some old bricks and tiles left. Lan Xinhui asked people to take those bricks and tiles back to her hometown, and restored the blue brick and tile house at home according to the craftsmanship of restoring the old street.It is also equipped with convenient modern facilities to make grandma's life more comfortable.

Now that she came back and saw the bright lights in the room, Lan Xinhui felt warm in her heart.

When the car drove into the small courtyard, grandma greeted her happily.

"Grandma, we're back." Wang Zichen's words were very warm in the ears of Lan Xinhui and grandma.

The three of them entered the house carrying the big bags and small bags they brought back from N city, only to find that grandma had prepared a whole table of dishes.

Lan Xinhui was happy, but also felt sorry for her grandmother's work: "Grandma, you cook so many dishes by yourself, what if you get tired?"

Grandma smiled kindly and said: "It's not tiring to do it once in a while, and you don't come back every day... Come, come, everyone, let's eat!"

Grandma's craftsmanship is good, and the dishes she cooks are delicious, and everyone eats very happily.

After dinner, set up a small table in the yard, drink tea, and chat.

Grandma's life is very regular. She takes a bath at 08:30 and goes to bed at nine o'clock.

In the village used to working at sunrise and resting at sunset, nine o'clock is already a quiet sleep time.

Lan Xinhui took Millie to the guest room and settled her there.

Because it had just been renovated some time ago, it was still a little messy inside, especially those bookshelves and boxes of books, which were a little messy.

When Millie dragged the box in, she bumped into somewhere, and the simple bookshelf that hadn't been placed actually tilted down, and the books in the bookshelf fell to the ground "crackling".

Wang Zichen outside heard the noise and rushed in. Seeing this situation, he quickly helped the bookshelf, and the three of them picked up the books that had been dropped on the floor one by one, and put them back on the bookshelf.

After picking up a few books, Wang Zichen suddenly paused, and picked up a photo from the book: "Who is this?"

Lan Xinhui looked over, and saw a black and thin girl with big eyes in the photo: "It's me."

"The photo is so ugly! Give it back to me!" She was a little embarrassed and wanted to take the photo away from Wang Zichen, but Wang Zichen held it up quickly.

"You think it's ugly, so why grab it?" Wang Zichen changed his hand, quickly put the photo in his pocket, and said with a smile, "I think it's very pretty, so give it to me."

Lan Xinhui wanted to snatch it back, but Millie was there, she was too embarrassed to look into Wang Zichen's trouser pocket, so she had to give up.

After Wang Zichen got a photo, it was as if he had dug a treasure. He put out the energy of treasure hunting, and when he picked up every book, he had to look through it to see if there was any photo of Lan Xinhui in it.

Seeing that all the books were about to be picked up, he didn't get the second photo. Frustrated, he found that the last book he picked up contained a photo.

He was overjoyed to open the book, but when he saw it, it was a picture of a man...